1. Erin and Jonathon's First Date


    Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: SharkInChardonnay, Rating: 0, Source: LushStories

    put her thoughts of the past few weeks into practice. Jonathon bent and reached down to retrieve his trousers, but was stopped. Erin tugged at his upper arm to prevent him. "No." She shook her head. "I didn't say get dressed." Jonathon was as excited as he had ever been about what was to come. He didn't know what it was, but he wanted it, and as he started the car once again, down below he could literally feel his pulse beating. As the car pulled away from the car park and proceeded along the main road, Erin slipped her seatbelt off and adjusted her position. "I want you to tell me when you are about to come." She bent towards his swelling. "Do you understand?" He lifted his left arm to allow her access. "Yes." "Promise me.” "I promise." "Always remember Jonathon… The very first time you fail me will be the last time." She lowered her mouth to him and he moaned as she took him in, sliding up and down on him at first slowly but gradually quickening. Barely a minute later, Jonathon was warning her of his impending orgasm and no sooner were the words out of his mouth, she dropped him. Sitting back up and grinning at him, "This is how it's going to be all night... Do you still want it?" Jonathon wanted to come, but he wanted what she wanted, more. “Yes.” Jonathon answered. Erin's smile was becoming a permanent fixture as she headed down again. Repeatedly through the journey home, she brought him to the point of orgasm, paying close attention to the degree of swelling to ...
    determine he wasn't lying. Finally, Jonathon's erratic driving got them to his drive and he pulled in. Erin sat up. “Jesus… I'm so wet." She brushed her hair from around her face, the light sheen of sweat that had built up from the heat of his lap sticking it to her face. He remembered her juices in the restaurant and with a smirk, repeated his problem, “I wouldn’t know." She laughed, the moment earlier when she had fed him from her fingers coming back to her. "You'll find out soon enough... Come on.” "Can I get dressed now?" "Do you want to take these off?" She slipped her finger under the lace top and let it snap back sharply onto his thigh. "If that's okay with you." Erin was pleased, smiling broadly. "Oh, you do learn quickly... Yes that's fine with me, it was just a test." "And I passed.” He grinned. "Yes, you did." Home With the wine consumed and an alcohol buzz just set in, Jonathon led her to his bedroom. As he opened the door she could see a surgically white room, minimalist and featureless apart from the robust looking tubular bed. “Perfect." It was time for her to take off the velvet gloves. From all she had gleaned from Laura's constant mix of gloating and whining she was fairly sure of the minimum she could get away with. What she wanted to find was the maximum, though she knew that would have to be a long-term goal. Jonathon smiled, "I thought you'd like it... I chose it for its suitability.” He headed towards a white square chest of drawers with a white CD player ...
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