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Happy Birthday, Stranger (in a Strange and Happy Land) [CAW Entry]

Date: 11/1/2016, Categories: Fiction, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: stex, Rating: 70.6, Source: sexstories.com

work, I wasn't complaining. I was kind of distracted to truly appreciate her boobs, she was doing a truly outstanding job with her pussy. I'd come not so long before, so I took a while about this one, but eventually I came. Spurt after spurt got pumped into her pussy. I did my usual après-sex flop. Before I'd recovered, I felt the pillows being pulled away from my head and a very wet pussy landed on my face. This felt even better than before, all wet and slimy and open. I did a rather half hearted job of licking, so Dawn took a more proactive approach. Her pussy ground into me and she moved it up and down my face. I just lay there and stuck out my tongue to help in her efforts. Again the taste was not quite describable, it wasn't unpleasant mixed in with all the pussy juice, a taste I really quite like. It felt amazing though having the soft wet lips drawn across my face like that. It didn't take her long before she came, and she fell off to the side twitching. I still wasn't entirely recovered from my last come, but I made the effort to move over and hold her. "Mmm, nice." We lay still for a while as I held her. She broke the silence, "Can you come again?" I really like the direct approach you get from Americans, it makes life so much easier. "It'll be a while, maybe this evening. How about you?" If we're being direct, I'll try that as well. "I could come a few more times." "I could help you with that. I don't think it was on your list, but I'm kind of compulsive about ... wanting to make the girl happy. … I have this fantasy where I'm a slave to a woman and she just uses me for her pleasure. I have to make her come, over and over." "Hmm, domination?" "Maybe." "I think we can manage that. From now until six, I am the bitch queen, and you are to do as I say, you are not to come! How's that?" "Perfect." From then on things become less clear in my mind. It was rather dream like. I remember snatches of talking, orders really, and visions of golden moments in my head. Dawn played queen bitch with sybaritic gusto, "Lick me." I lie down and worship at her pussy. "Fuck me." Missionary. We roll over, woman on top. She climbs on my face. "Lick me." "Fuck me." Doggy style. I'm in danger of coming, she rolls over, we hug, "Finger me." Jilling. We carry on in this vein, some positions I don't even know the name of. Never enough fucking to make me come, enough tongue, dick, or fingers to make her come, and come. I didn't count how many time she came, it was probably quite an impressive number. At some point we even tried Swedish, that wasn't too successful, but fun to try. I made it to six, but it was much too soon. I was somewhere else that afternoon, in a very happy place, an even happier place on Earth. I didn't notice the time slipping by. The moment the clock showed six, she barked "Kneel!" She'd been getting more strident in her orders, so this didn't seem out of place. However, kneeling on a waterbed was not easy, I almost fell over. She shooed me away up ...