My Library Fantasy: Daryl, chapter 2 - Sex Stories

My Library Fantasy: Daryl, chapter 2

... I stroked his hair as he cleaned me all up and then said, “Good boy.” I saw him smile at the corners of his mouth while his tongue was still stuck out, and he closed his eyes and licked some more. “Okay, now see this little button here?” I still had my lips spread and I put the index finger of my other hand over my clitoris, “Lick there please. Very gently.” He did it and I moved my hands out of the way. Of course he did it. Just with the tip of his tongue. It was slightly too heavy and made my legs twitch a bit. “Ah!” I called out, trying to keep my legs still, “Too much, lighter licks please.” He eased up on me and started to get the hang of it. “Not bad, boy toy,” I said, not wanting to praise him too much, “Now I want you to close your lips around my clitoris and suck a little tiny bit. Don’t you dare do it too strongly, I might accidentally kick you.” He laughed a little bit as he drew his tongue away and just before his lips touched mine again, like he was really enjoying what he was doing, and the way he was being treated. He followed my instructions, but was still too rough, and I felt my legs losing control again. “Fuck!” I said throwing my head back and feeling the strong sensation. I grabbed a fistful of his hair with my hand and used it to push his head back off my pussy. “I said not too strongly,” I emphasised each word like I was talking to a child and was getting a little bit angry. I stared down at him and pouted, and I could see my pussy juices all over ...

... his handsome face. “Try again,” I warned, loosening my grip in his hair. He did it again, only very gently this time and it was just lovely. He sucked at my clitoris and licked it with the tip of his tongue too. “Much better, young man,” I said, offering some praise, “Now I want you to kiss that little button like you were kissing my mouth just before.” He did it, remembering my instruction to be gentle, and he kissed and licked at my clitoris, running his hands under my bum and around my hips, pulling me towards him. I tipped my head back and allowed myself to enjoy his brand new technique, learned just now, from me, “Mmmm,” I said, in encouragement, “Very good!” I relaxed, let go of his hair and let him get on with it, and I started to feel my orgasm build. Then I thought of something and said, “Stop a minute. Daryl, stop.” As he looked up at me confused, I carried on rubbing my clitoris right in his face so that I could keep my orgasm going. “Have you ever made a woman come before?” He looked up at me with big eyes and a totally serious face, said nothing, and just shook his head slightly like he was in trouble and daren’t speak. “It’s alright baby!” I laughed, “You’re not in trouble! I just wanted to know.” I was still rubbing as I reached with my other hand and pushed his head back down indicating he should carry on. He went back to what he was doing and I moved my hand from my clit and stroked his hair lovingly, “I like knowing that this is your first time. With me.” I ...