The Chronicles of Sir and Squire

Suck on my thumb. Show me what you’re going to do to my clit.

I was naked and kneeling in front of the bed. Sir stood in front of me and grabbed my hair, tilting my head back as she thrust her thumb into my mouth. I had been waiting all day to eat her out. I eagerly went to work to prove I was up for the job. I flicked my tongue up and down, in circles, and gently sucked the tip of her thumb as she kicked my thighs apart and rubbed her foot on my already erect dick.

What’s got you so hard.

I’m horny, Sir.

Are you looking forward to eating me out?

Oh how I was, I was, I was.

She crawled back into the bed and beckoned me up. I took off her pants and panties and began working from the bottom up at her direction – starting by worshiping her foot, paying deference with my tongue, and crawling up her calf. I lingered behind the knee, a spot that makes her groan with pleasure which in turn makes my heart skip a beat. I approached her labia and teased, brushing my tongue against her lips but saving the pressure for later. I had another leg to work.

Sir likes her orgasms as a rising tide, slow and trickling about her body until the pleasure becomes a torrent and she can’t help but push me away to position a vibrator. When I was finished with her right foot, calf, thigh, and came back to center, I arched my back low, bowing between her legs. I started with long, thick laps. She made noises that urged me in the right direction and she tasted so good and my heart, the beating battery of her toy, fluttered again.

After many wet, thick, licks I began prodding with my tongue and found her clit and I started working harder. I responded to her body and her noises, anticipating when I could flick rapidly and when I needed to return to longer laps. I extended my arms up and she grabbed my wrists which completed that circuit of our bodies and I shuddered. I began thrusting my tongue into her vagina, a teaser for later, before moving up and taking her clit into my mouth. She pulled my hands up to her breasts and my fingers found her nipples and I began teasing them while sucking on her clit and yes, yes, yes, the tide rose quickly.

She plucked one of the vibrators I laid out for her at the head of the bed and I retreated momentarily so she could position it the way she wanted. Once she had it just right, I took my place underneath it, pushing my tongue back into her vagina, in and out, the vibrator and I peers working towards the same goal. It didn’t take long for the tide to jump one more time and the dam broke and she came and her voice rang out the sound of bells pealing on a crisp morning and I pulled my tongue out, returning to slow, gentle laps, and eased her overstimulated clit. I was a puddle of submission between her legs. I could have stayed there happy forever, wet and useful, rising the evening tide again and again.

Are you ready for me to use your dick, she asked, and yes Sir I was. She flipped me onto my back at the head of the bed. I was already hard and she lowered herself down facing me. She was beautiful above me. Golden light caressed her face and the dark river of her hair splayed across her breasts and I was thankful she decided not to blindfold me today. She pinned my arms above my head and I dutifully began thrusting. I knew it wouldn’t last long.

I told her I was close. That was frustrating for me. Why couldn’t I be useful for as long as she wanted? She told me to stop moving and leaned back to thrust herself, grabbing another vibrator from her quiver. I felt myself reach the edge.

I’m going to come.

Then you better make it worth it.

I held on as long as I could, buying time for the tide, until I crested and began to come, rising and falling with the tension, trying to make each pulse be full and long. Bells again and I knew I was hitting the right spot. Any small pleasure from this half-ruined orgasm melted away in service of making sure she would come again and she did. She gasped and tensed and I knew she had peaked and she began to relax, her eyes closed in bliss. Then she tensed and gasped again and her orgasm continued and I focused on staying as hard as possible until she rode this second unexpected wave to her pleasure.

Then she opened her eyes and brought herself down, half smiling. She drew closer and the torrent gave way to a gentle shower of kisses and both our cups were filled.