7.7.2016: Oh, Sir (The Lesson: Part 2)
(This is a two part story, posted as a Double Feature. Read Part 1.)
Oh, Sir (The Lesson: Part 2)
As Master walked to me I couldn’t help but admire him. He was beautiful in the most masculine of ways. His jeans hung low on his hips and my mouth watered wanting to lick along the seams. I knew what was underneath and my mouth wanted that as well.
Another pair of footsteps walked behind him. It couldn’t be… I looked up and moaned instantly. My eyes met his and it took everything in me not to meet them halfway. It had been so long since I’d played with Sir. Together he and Master were lethal. I knew I was beaming. Whatever I’d done lately, I’d been a good girl. This had to be a treat. Master and Sir…
Sir smiled and winked. It was one of those smiles that soaked your panties and since I wasn’t wearing any…
“I’ve missed you too girl.” Sir addressed me and the flutter in my heart couldn’t have been denied.
Separately, they each had their own style. Master demanded control. Sir inspired submission. Neither opinion was a complaint. I loved how they pushed me and teased me until I was a mess of emotions.
Master gripped my hair and pulled my head, arching my back. The tingling in my scalp hardened my nipples. My clit was stroked and pulled, grazing it along the knotted rope that covered only my body, my hands freed. The hand stroking me belonged to Sir. I submitted my body to him while Master demanded my mind. I focused on his eyes and hoped that I could handle them both tonight. I was already on edge again and didn’t have the strength to fight.
“Here’s to hoping you can handle what’s in store.” Master kissed me and I moaned at every twist of his tongue. His lips massaged mine, coaxing them to follow his sweet torture.
Kisses rained over my back and shoulders short-circuiting my brain. Sir bit me there branding my body with his marks. It burned and ached to pull me back from the edge that I’d been on, yet he continued stroking me with his fingers. Suddenly, I was unattended. Both men had pulled away, starving me of their touch. I watched as they stood still watching me, assessing.
“Ready to scream for me, girl?” Sir asked.
I nodded anxiously. “Yes, please Sir.”
He walked over to me, lifting me to my feet effortlessly. He walked me over to the padded table and bent me over. I spread my legs to keep me balanced.
“Good girl. Somebody is eager tonight.”
I groaned. I was and it couldn’t be denied.
Sir’s finger stroked my lips and I immediately sucked his finger inside. It wasn’t anywhere near the size of his shaft. He was thick, long, and loved to make me take it all. I couldn’t wait. I felt the moisture literally dripping from my cunt. I wanted to be used. I wanted to feel both of them taking their pleasure from me. I closed my eyes and sucked his finger giving him a taste of what my mouth would feel like in other places.
Sir groaned and I was excited that I’d pleased him. He removed his finger and swatted my ass before I heard him disappear to the closet. I knew what that meant. I slowed my breathing focusing on it.
Sir stroked my shoulders relaxing me further. His hand inched to the small of my back where he held me firmly. Cool wood stroked the curve of my butt before tapping me lightly on it. The initial taps reawakened the skin, preparing it for the real show. They grew in intensity until the sting blended into one continual burn. Tears rolled down my face relieving me of the pain. Yet, he didn’t stop. My derriere arched toward the paddle meeting it head on. I beckoned him for more with only my body and the moans from my lips. With every stroke of the paddle, I submitted more and more. When there was no more to give him, I still begged him to continue. My body didn’t belong to me anymore and I was fine with that too. Growing sluggish, I struggled to focus. The pain had taken over and was seducing my mind with its trickery. Pleasure was its new name and he demanded that I feel it. Succumbing felt delicious. I begged for more even as my mind started drifting. I gravitated towards the warmth that was offered and clouds enveloped me pulling me further in.
“Where’d you go?”
I blinked trying to focus on the brown eyes looking down at me. Sir was chocolate man candy that I wanted to lick all over. Had I fallen asleep before I’d gotten the chance? I couldn’t remember.
“Did I fall asleep?” My words were slurred to even my ears.
“Naaa, you just floated for me.”
I moved toward him and his lips met mine. His kiss was just as intense as he was. It was then that I realized that we were in bed and the ropes were gone. I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him closer still. I felt him stroking his thickness through my wetness and I moaned in encouragement. He teased me with his lips and his cock creating an inferno of desire. I wanted him. He wanted me. I gasped when he breached my opening.
“Tight.” He spoke between gritted teeth. He stroked my clit and I pulled more of him inside with each spasm.
Once he was deep inside, he flexed his hips into mine rhythmically. He pulled my arms from around his neck and pinned them above my head. He lowered his mouth to my nipples where he nipped and sucked at them.
“Yes… say it again.”
He felt amazing and each sweep of his hips hit the best spots. He pulled me closer to him, arching my hips. My eyes widened as he pumped against my g-spot. My eyes watered and I cried out nice and long.
“Y-yeeeeeees. Please, Sir!”
Skin slapped skin and my juices coated us along with perspiration. Echoes of the dance of lust sounded throughout the room. He let go of my hands and gripped my shoulders bringing me harder against him. Everything tightened within me until it felt as if I would explode, and then I did.
He didn’t stop. I quaked around him on autopilot. My body took more of him as it prepared for another explosion. Tension built again inside me making me feel as though I was losing ground. Sir gripped my ass and pain mixed with pleasure was reawakened. I hissed at the initial contact but it sizzled out making my clit drum with the most intense ache.
Being this close, I could still smell his unique scent through the thick musk of sex. It would stay with me for days. He kissed my neck and buried his face there making my skin tingle.
“So good. So wet. I’ve missed how good you feel, girl.”
I sobbed and whined. “Sir, I’ve missed you too.”
His breathing was static and I knew he was close. “Please,” I begged. “Come inside me.”
He growled loudly into my ear. I held him tightly as he bucked and fucked his completion. He rode me hard triggering yet another orgasm to swallow me whole. When I calmed, I could feel the kisses along my neck. They were tender and I closed my eyes and relaxed into his hold. He rolled off of me, slowly withdrawing, and pulled me to his side. I cooed loving the feel of him as he stroked my hair.
I felt eyes on me and looked toward the doorway. Master leaned there and his expression was unreadable. I would have thought that I was in trouble but the bulge between his legs said differently. How long had he been standing there?
“Master?” I called for him.
“Have fun?” His expression was still serious but I could see the delight in his eyes.
“Good. When I come back from the kitchen you better be prepared for me.”
Eek! “Yes, Master.”
He turned and walked away leaving a chill to make its way over my body. Sir chuckled and slid from beside me. He kissed my forehead and walked into the bathroom off of the bedroom. I heard the shower and couldn’t help but to wonder what they were up to and if my body could survive.
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