1. The Daily Chores


    Date: 1/11/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: WSCLG, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    gentle fondling with varying amount of pressure, I set in motion a tango of physical sensations. Pleasure and pain, anxiety and desire, anticipation and gratification all come together over the next few minutes as my hand between your legs combine with my mouth at your breasts to propel you closer and closer to release. Nipping and biting on your delicate breasts with my teeth sends you reeling, but it is the pressure building from the frolicking finger that coerces you on toward orgasm. One last tantalizing swipe of my finger across that nub and you shudder. Sensing your nearness, I take my mouth from your nipple and run my finger down and up your mons until just at the crowning of your opening. I look into your face, waiting for your reaction. “Please,” you whisper softly, “Please touch me – oh God, please.” “Did you say something, my dear?” “Please … please …” you whimper desperately. “Please touch me.” Easing my finger back down, I brush against the crest of your lips and apply the slightest pressure. I can sense more than feel the button below, but just the contact was all it takes for you to explode in sybaritic indulgence. Flowing like a broken dam, your essence cascades out and down your thighs, coating my hand and fingers in their rush to escape. ...
    “Ooohhh,” you keen. “Ooohhh God!” Your head falls back against the cushions of the couch and you begin to convulse uncontrollably. Never have you been taken like this, never have you been so free to revel in the adoration, never have you had a series of shattering orgasms such as the one you are living through now. Exploding into overdrive, your body breaks out in sweat, your legs wrap around my torso drawing me close. The digit of my hand continues its drumming against your clit relentlessly. It is all you can do to keep from screaming out as the waves of carnality wash over you. One after another, orgasm after orgasm wracks your body, surging higher and harder with each successive pulsation. “I … am … cumming!” you exclaim, releasing the inner passion for all to hear. I slow the ministrations and allow you to gradually come down from the plateau. Your breathing slows from panting to exhaustion to a relaxed and gentle rhythm. I remove my hands from between your legs and rise from the floor. Gripping your shoulders, I softly turn you in order to release the bonds from your hands. Once free, I lay you down lengthwise on the couch, drape the blanket over your beautiful body, and bend down to kiss your angelic face. “Sweet dreams, my love. I’ll be home for dinner at 6.”
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