1. Dominique Takes Control


    Date: 4/5/2016, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: Flexibility, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    her pee-soaked fingers. The stream of pee slowing, she kneels down over me and pushes her pussy firmly into my mouth, my tongue already reaching up for her and plunging into those soft but swollen silky folds. In a moment, she comes with a slight yelp, more liquid now releasing over my tongue, my lips, my face. I feel a hand on my straining cock, stroking firmly from the base to the top, the thumb expertly and swiftly rubbing my copious precum over the head making me thrust up with pleasure, my mouth still full of Dominique's sweet sweet pussy. I am not going to last much longer – I am not going to last, the hand now stroking me rapidly, the inside surge back – the intake of breath. Then with a groan, muffled by Dominique's thighs still clasped around my head, I burst my own come over my stomach, several more thrusts, several more strokes, another moan from Dominique, then we are done. I feel Dominique quickly rise from the shower floor and watch her slide on her panties. With a quick wipe of her legs and feet with a flannel, she is back in her sandals and reaching for the door as I start to pull myself up. She turns and smiles. "Until next time," she says, and leaves me to have the quickest of showers, which I did ...
    though stunned with how powerful this young woman was in her control and use of me. What in fact will happen "next time"? When I go back out onto the terrace in fresh clothes, Phillipe and Danielle are still talking with their friends across the hedge, while Dominique is standing by them, slightly to one side. I approach, another light smile from Dominique, then introductions are made and a lively few minutes of conversation follow, with my French just about able to keep up. Phillipe exclaims at the time and says they must hurry on to their dinner reservation. I am invited to join them but I decline: how could I possibly accept Phillipe's hospitality and avoid thinking of what just happened or what had happened a few days ago? As we say our goodbyes, Danielle turns to me and asks, "Robert, I wonder, would it be at all possible for me to take a swim in your pool in the morning? Our pool is not usable at the moment and I so miss my morning swim." "Of course, Danielle, no problem," I say. "All of you, most welcome." "No, no," Danielle says almost too quickly, "it is only me who likes the morning swim." "Until next time," Dominique smiles at me again, but this time inclining her head slightly towards her mother, Danielle.
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