(Domme) Of A Kind (12 page)

He stopped in the middle of it, and the next
thing I felt is somewhat warm and watery. I took a quick glance and
I wasn’t wrong with it, he began licking me. Oh God, this is just
divine! He targeted my focal point, I can feel him there. I can
feel the surface of his tongue then the tip of it brushing my
clitoris. I can feel the warmth and the saliva filling my desire.
He is so bad. He makes me feel good.

He moved down and found his place inside my
vagina. There, he stretched his long tongue all the way inside of
me. He was like reaching something very deep down there. I can feel
him, deep inside of me. He’s really bad.

We lasted there for a couple of minutes till
we got tired of it. So I pulled him up and we continued it with our
kisses. For a while, I missed his lips over mine so I kissed him
intensely. Yeah right, I was like a wild beast so thirsty of his
mouth. Nobody could stop me. And I know his kind of surprised with
it but I didn’t care. I just continued doing it.

While we last with what we do, I am waiting
for him to do his next move. I’m actually expecting him to put me
in but that didn’t happen. He just stayed over me, he stayed
kissing me. So I went over him and knocked him down–that easy
again. I don’t know why but he didn’t even fight back. I mean, he
could do it to me while we’re kissing but he just kept me waiting.
And now I’ll be the one to for him. So I gave him my final look and
he understood it so he behaved himself.

I took the condom and slid it on to him.
Then, I held his erect winner and focused my flower hole there and
gently, I slid it down. I am already wet so it was that easy for me
to do it. Oh, it feels so good. I can feel him inside of me. Oh
God, this is it, this man right in front of me is inside of me now.
He is locked and I won’t let him to escape.

I placed both of my hands on his stomach.
Then I looked back at him. I can see through his eyes the same
feeling I am feeling while I’m on top of him. I know that kind of
look. He likes it. I leaned my head down and put my eyes where the
bird and the bees met and I can see our hair just closed to each
other. It’s funny that we both don’t shave. But I can say it’s good
in the eyes. It’s sensual awakening again.

I lifted my head up and kept my eyes closed
on the ceiling of our room. Slowly, I began to grind on top of him.
I swayed. I can feel him trapped inside of me. As I go on, I can
feel it, the feeling of being in ecstasy. So I just pursue it. I
let myself be controlled by it.

But while I enjoy it, I felt his hand on my
butt, that’s right, he started holding me there. I looked back at
him and yeah, he is really holding me there. So I placed both of my
hands over his and took a tight grip to remove, throw, and pin them
on the headboard. But I suddenly remember I should be careful with
my actions. I guess that’s just fine but to me it’s not. Because
doing that kind of thing shows that I have the authority. And I
don’t want him to feel it that way. It should not happen. So
instead, I put them on my breast. I let him feel them again while
grinding makes me occupied.

As I go on, I started to feel the trail of
heaven. My eyes are closed but I can now see the doorway that will
take me there. But I just noticed, that easy? I will be glad and
who would not be in great happiness if you reached that place but
without even great sacrifices huh? I mean, without hardship. You
reached it that simple. But I guess too maybe he really cares for
me. That he doesn’t want me to suffer difficulty and just want me
to be there that really easy. If so, I think I have no reason at
all not to give him a full blown smile just right after touching
the peak of satisfaction.

So as I grind harder, and smoother, and
faster, and one more, and one last, oh God, oh… the wave of pure
satisfaction exploded throughout my whole body. So there I have it,
the heaven. The land of complete happiness. I can feel it. I’m in
it. I can see Walter there and we’re happy. I can hear his voice
like a lullaby. And it’s beautiful. It calms me. It makes me feel
safe. Oh, I just want to stay there forever.

When I opened my eyes, I looked at him first
and gave him my fulfilled smile. While I still grind, just
gradually, and still catching my breath, I can now feel the warm
liquid flowing out of my vagina. I can feel it lubricating his hard
penis. I can feel it reaching out his balls down there.

I got off and lay down beside him. I noticed
him looking at me but still stuck on the bed. Of course I won’t
tell him that I’m done and it is his turn now, it’s obvious. But
upon observing him, it feels like he doesn’t know it. So I gave him
a clue just by my eyes, and he just got it there. So he rushed his
way over me again. Then he spread my legs just a little bit wider
and focused his penis to mine. Slowly, he slid it back inside of
me. I am fully wet so it was that easy for him to penetrate me
again. And slowly, I felt him moving. I felt him pumping me back
and forth. I felt his hardness sliding in and out of me. On my
part, I began to sense it again. My spot hiding inside down there
began to be caressed as he smoothly jerks on top of me.

As we go on, I pulled his body down on me and
pressed it against mine. Then I grabbed his head down to my neck
too and let him kiss me there. And we lasted with that position for
a couple of rounds. I was actually waiting for our next move but we
stayed with that. He stayed working just on top of me. But I
occasionally explored his back to his butt and squeezed them. I
wrapped him around my legs then freed him. Then I just repeated
everything while he does his turn and for me not to get bored.

As time passes by, the speed he’s taking
became so fast. So fast I can feel the shake of our bed. It’s like
everything in the room is moving. I know by this time he’s already
catching the tail of his paradise. So I felt one strong push, and
another, and another one. Shortly after that, he stopped and began
to catch his breath. That’s right, he has reached it. The promise
land!

***

I leaned my back on the headboard of our bed
watching Walter sleeping on my stomach. Oh, that innocent look got
tired today. He is all but spent now. But he still looks handsome
with his weary face. He still looks hot. To be honest, I had a
ridiculous time having it first to him. Though I admit, I am not
that hundred percent contented but it was bizarre! That was
shocking! So that was again the feeling of doing it to someone you
care about. I thought I almost forgot it but it is still the same
with my last. Just exactly similar. It felt real. It felt
sweet.

But I’m kind of puzzled. I don’t know but he
felt so weird a while back. I know it’s our first time so maybe
he’s just adjusting with me but still, I felt different from him.
He felt like more of a novice. I don’t want to go first with what
I’m thinking about him but he felt like he doesn’t know what he is
doing. He may be playing though, it’s possible but I don’t know
too. But if so, he’s convincing huh. Because he’s making me believe
he is really is.

One thing I noticed about him is his lack of
focus. He kept me waiting with his next move not once but many
times. Maybe he’s thinking for his best action but I could say not
really. Because what he just did after that was nothing really
special. I mean, they’re just the basic. I even guided him with his
movements. And this one, I have seen him shaking while he touches
my boobs. I understand if he respects me like he’s not kind of used
to it but we were already doing it. I mean, we were already in the
middle of our intercourse. I’ll be surprised if we were just
starting it but no. It’s an instinct to a human being to forget
about it when you’re already there but for him, I didn’t feel it
that way.

Talking about our sexual positions, truth is,
I almost gave in while I ride him. I almost got the authority in my
hand. He got me with his tame looks. But goodness, I was able to
control myself. To add more to it, we only did basic positions
throughout our sexual intimacy like “The missionary position”,
meaning the man is on top of the woman facing each other, and “The
female-superior position”, which is the opposite of it. Though I
know again it’s our first encounter but still I was expecting him
to show me more. I was assuming him to be bad. Although he was
because he got me floating in the clouds when he played me down
there but I’m not talking about that, I mean about our positions.
He could have made me suffer with his rude hands or he could made
me endure pain with his dirty ideas or he could have made
experience hurt with his strength but none of those ever happened.
He just kept me figuring out his next move and failed me at the
end. And I wonder why?

I am not being judgmental or what, maybe I
just need answers like anybody else. But if I can’t get one, that
would be fine. Anyway, I am not about what he can give me during
our intimate meetings. I know it’s important, really, and I am that
kind of person who is into it secretly and I admit it, but as you
can see I am trying to change. I have been into many relationships
which I can say “it didn’t work” because I think their centers were
mostly all about sex. And I don’t want that to happen to me over
again. I know how hard it is to separate the “sexual desire” over
“true love” but I am more than willing to sacrifice mine over it. I
will do what I can just to achieve it. My parents are right about
what they have taught me, “giving over receiving”.

Going back to Walter, if I am wrong and he is
right about not letting me suffer any discomforts and if he
respects me as well, I can say he is so sweet. He is nothing but a
thoughtful man to his woman. And I kind of like the fact that he is
like that behind that strict and sincere look. I feel I am
protected. I feel like I’ll be cared so well. I feel like I’ll be
loved.

But I just hope. I am praying that he is the
one. Because I am already into him. I’m already in love with him. I
am already in love with Walter Wright.

The next morning when I woke up I saw Walter sitting
on the bed with his shirt on staring at me. I said “shirt on”
because, well, the last time I saw him he was naked. Anyway, that
is what I’m talking about and it happened; waking up with the most
beautiful man in your life in the morning. I just feel blessed
seeing him first when I opened my eyes. As I look around, I noticed
him carrying somewhat a meal, oh yeah, breakfast in bed. I felt a
bit conscious because I think I look bad so I began to startle and
thought of going to the bathroom first just to fix myself up. But
he stopped me and made me feel comfortable, “You look innocent,” he
said touching me on my left face. “And that’s cute,” Then he wiped
my dried saliva on the side of my lips with his thumb finger. I
have felt it. That was shameful I know but it was thoughtful too,
right? I kept my eyes on him as he continues. He kept the blanket
away from me and fixed the space in the middle of us then placed
the meal he has prepared for me, “Eat well,” he added. I can’t say
anything else. He is so handsome and I am so lucky.

I went to the bathroom shortly after that
simple but incredible breakfast to wash myself up. Actually, it’s
already eleven in the morning so I really need to. As I close the
door, Walter stopped it. He said he’s going with me, so he went in
and closed it for me instead. I was actually in surprise. I know we
already did that but I don’t expect more of it from him right after
another. It’s not that I’m being pervert or anything like that,
what I want to stress there is what would be the ending if you saw
a man and a woman bathing together? Exactly, that’s my point there!
Anyway, he went straight to the tub and filled it with warm water.
Then he faced and asked me if I’m ready. I said yes. So there he
untied his bathrobe and took it away. There too his naked
pale-complexioned body unfolded right before my eyes. But it’s a
bit different today, I can see it in detail, compare it to last
time where my focus was on our activity. I began looking at his
smooth neck to his brawny shoulders and arms moving to his
well-developed chests going to his abdominal muscles all the way
down to his little bob, oh yeah he is not erect, to his sturdy legs
down to his feet. I know he has a gorgeous gifted body but I never
realized how gorgeous gifted it is. When my eyes got back to his,
they’re already waiting for mine. And if only they can speak a word
they would probably say
yeah, it’s a body.

He walked closer to me and started untying my
robe too. Then, he opened it up and at last revealed mine as well.
I don’t know but I felt some kind of awkwardness while he does it
though I am kind of used to it. Was that the real feeling of being
in love? I mean, there’s always a boundary. Like, even you’re
already did that but it feels like it’s always the first time. If
so, oh I like it. I do. Blushes on my cheeks can’t deny it. Anyway,
there he has it again, my lean body. But he didn’t do the same
because he stayed in my eyes. Then he held my hand and brought me
to the tub. He led me to the other side and found himself to the
opposite one. That’s right, we were facing each other. But I was
actually expecting the other way around like we will sit on the
same side with me leaning against him. He explained there, he wants
to see me, he wants to observe my face and all of the things that I
do. And that made me continue to blush again. So I felt
self-conscious the rest of our time there I couldn’t even look
directly to his eyes.

I noticed him wearing outfit like he’ll do
his morning exercise complete with his running shoes. I know it’s
in the middle of the day so I don’t think he’ll do what I am
thinking about but he asked me to wear the same which I also did.
“Ready to go?” he asked right after I finished dressing up.