“How long has it been?” you ask over your shoulder as you wiggle your ass against my hard cock. I kiss the warm flesh at the base of your neck and push back with my hips.
“Three weeks as of tomorrow.”
“And I think you’ve brought me off about 15 times with the vibrator and that pretty mouth of yours since then.”
“Chastity makes me hungry.”
“Well, this could be your lucky day. You think you’re ready?”
“Mmm-hmm. I’m ready to burst.”
“I think it’s sweet that you hold it for me, though.” It’s getting wet in the channel between your buttocks. You push into me harder. “And, it makes you a very attentive loverboy.”
“I’m paying attention now.”
“OK, get the dice.” Groaning, I pull away from you and roll off the bed. You keep the dice cup on your dresser. “Give it to me.” You take the leather cup and cover it with a small cork coaster. Your breasts jiggle as you shake it up.
“I’d really like to see you spill, so I’ll give you three numbers today. And only one die. Pick ‘em, sweetie.”
“Ummm.... Three....six....nine.”
“Three, six, nine it is. Turn around.” You let me stand there while you continue to gently rattle the cube. With a hollow clatter, the shaking stops. “We have a number! Turn around”
You’ve placed the inverted cup back over the coaster and the die so I can’t see and set it carefully on the bed table.
“Get up here. I like to see you cum up close,” you order me, patting your body. I climb back onto the bed and carefully straddle your ribcage. Bending your head forward you kiss my penis and push it down between your breasts. “I’m gonna make you cum, baby, cum all over my breasts.” Your two hands press your warm flesh around my cock. “But I want to hear you ask me nicely.”
“Please, Mistress, may I cum on your breasts?”
“But then I’ll have your mess on my chest.” You wriggle your upper body and I shudder.
“Don’t you dare cum without my permission!”
“No. Sorry. I won’t.”
“What if I made you clean me up after with your mouth?”
“Ummm... I don’t want to...”
“ You put a hand up to my chest and hold me still, ending the slippery friction. Your flesh is so warm. “If I let you make a mess on my breasts, the least you can do is clean them up afterwards, right?” I'm not sure I can do this.
You rub a finger in the fluid between your breasts. “Here, take a little taste.” You push the finger to my lips and look me in the eyes. I suck your fingers between my lips."
"What does that taste like?"
"It's... it's a little salty, like tears."
“Not so bad, is it?” You suddenly grab my testicles and give them a firm squeeze. "Is it?"
I shake my head. "No! No, it's OK."
“So, tell me what you want, baby.” You squeeze your breasts tightly around me. It feels so good.
“I want to cum... on your breasts....”
“And......?”
“Lick it off for you.” I was blushing.
“Lick what off where?” You look me in the eyes. “Say it.”
“I want to lick my cum off your breasts.” Being made to say it made me want it badly all of a sudden. You just stare at me, not moving
“I want to cum on your tits and lick my jizz up with my mouth. Then, I’d be very grateful if you let me crawl down between your legs and eat your pussy until you beg me to stop. Please.” I say, but you want even more. “Please, my Mistress.”
“Good boy! OK, show me what you’ve been saving for me.” I’m rocking my hips and sliding a little in the sweat between us. Your warm breasts are slick with my fluids and so soft as you press them around my manhood with your hands.
“Oh, you’ve been waiting soooo looong. You ready to do it for me now?”
“Oh, yeah, Mistress! Oh, I’m ready.”
“Let me hear how much you want it. Sing for me.”
I let my grunts and groans emerge. I slide along your body faster. “Oh, oh, oh, ohhh, ohhh!”
“HOLD IT!” You push up on my chest and expertly pinch my penis hard at the base. “Don’t move!”
My train hits a brick wall. Panting, I struggle to hold myself in. I almost lose it, but finally, the wave recedes. You lift the dice cup. The die shows four spots.
“Wasn’t your day after all, honey. I’m really sorry,” you say, and I believe you. “But you need to lick my chest clean anyway. And when you’re done with the girls, you can clean up the rest of me. This could be a long afternoon, so you’d better get to work.”
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