“I mean, you can feel nervous, or scared. You can be uncomfortable. Sometimes you’ll be very uncomfortable. You might be anxious, and you might be horny, and you might feel so excited you think your heart is going to beat out of your chest. BDSM is all about open communication and trying new things, and it’s all about finding out what works for you.”
“So what works for me?” She asked.
“We’re going to find out, princess.”
“Okay.”
“Now lean forward, and pull my pants down. No hands,” he reminded her as she began to move. He watched as she leaned forward and pressed her mouth against his cock. The pajama pants still shielded him from being inside of her mouth, but that wouldn’t be for long. No, it wouldn’t be long before he was carefully inside of her mouth, fucking her beautiful little face.
Oh, he couldn’t wait for that.
She moved her face around in a slightly awkward way as she tried to find the band to his pants. It was so fucking hot. It took all of his self-control not to grab her hair or her cheeks and guide her, but he didn’t.
This was a lesson in self-control for both of them, and he needed her to do this for herself.
She had to be willing.
She had to want it.
He wasn’t going to force her to do anything she didn’t really want to do, and he didn’t want to pressure her. That wasn’t the point of this type of play.
No, the point was to give her the most delicious orgasm she’d ever had in her entire life.
Hopefully, there would be multiple orgasms.
Finally, she found the band and yanked, pulling down. She tugged, lowering his pants over his cock and down to his ankles. When she reached the bottom, she was bent over almost in a bow, and he had the most perfect view of her spine and bottom.
Oh, he couldn’t wait to spank her again.
It was going to be so damn fun.
“Beautiful,” he said.
“You can open your eyes now.”
She opened them and gasped when she saw his cock. He wasn’t particularly huge and he wasn’t overly girthy. He’d always considered himself to have a very normal, appropriately-sized cock. Still, her reaction sent a swell of pride through him. It was safe to say that she liked what she saw.
She licked her lips and looked up at him.
“Daniel?”
“Yes, princess?”
“May I suck your cock?”
“Please,” he murmured, and she leaned forward. “Hands behind your back,” he reminded her when she started to move them. She grumbled only a tiny bit, but she leaned forward and did as he asked.
Daniel was the kind of guy who loved getting head. Who didn’t? But no matter how many blowjobs he’d had before, none of them really compared to the one he was getting right now. She was being so very gentle, and so very tender, but he wanted even more from her. While she licked gently, covering the tip of his shaft with her mouth, he pushed forward.
She squeaked, but took his cock in her mouth.
“Good girl,” he said. “Now suck.”
She listened to him, bobbing her head up and down his dick, wetting it for him.
“You look so fucking pretty on your knees with my cock between your lips,” he told her. “You’re being a very good girl.”
She paused for only a half-second, but he could tell she was really sucking up the words he was giving her. She liked being praised. That was something he’d noticed long ago. Meredith was the type of girl who liked being admired.