The Last Night With The Love of My Life - Sex Stories

The Last Night With The Love of My Life

... would forgive me under one circumstance, tonight, she was to be the dominant. I agreed happily. My rules were that I would follow her commands, and I could not laugh at her. I am generally a good humored guy, and I smile a lot, especially when she does cute things, which was often mistaken for laughing, so it would be tough but I would try. I am a very dominant man, so this would be very tough to me, to follow my little’s commands. But I would try and know I would have fun. Our last night together My first order was to sit on my knees a few paces away from the bed. She then sat with her feet on the edge of the bed in nothing but her new Victoria Secret panties (her first time wearing them!) and her bra. She then told me to come to the bed but not to touch her. I did. She commanded me to smell her pussy, and asked if I liked it. Asked if I wanted it. I told her I did. She then pushed my face away and told me to kiss her toes. She would probably pretend that this was to tease me. Because I loved her tiny, size six feet. She would say that she enjoyed the attention because nobody else ever liked them, but she would always moan when I would kiss her feet or toes. Starting with her big toe I kissed, then kissed her smaller toes. Being a dominant, I knew what she wanted and only kissed the toes of the foot she pointed at. She then pointed at the other foot and I continued to kiss in the same way. Her toes were soft. I got her a very expensive body butter to use on all my favorite ...

... places. Her toes were like silk. Getting carried away I began to lick one of her toes instead of kiss, she then slapped my wrist with her makeshift paddle (The flat of her hairbrush) and told me for not following her orders, I needed to restart. I tried hard (and failed) not to smile too much, I taught her well. We started over. I began to kiss, just like I had started. Gradually, she would tell me to kiss higher. Her feet, her ankles, her lower legs, her thighs. And then I was to kiss her panties. She was dripping wet. I could smell it through her panties. I could feel the heat of her tight pussy wanting me through them. She then took them off and had me lick her. I licked her tiny clit with the tip of my tongue, sucked her soft labia, teased her little pussy with my strong tongue, and then continued to focus on her tiny clit until she had an orgasm. Then she told me to get on the bed. She said that even though we didn’t have condoms, I was still going to come for her. She told me to stroke myself. Jerk myself off as she watched. And I did. Then she sat on my face, and told me to lick her wet pussy as I jerked myself off. And I tried. I found it very difficult to focus on both things at once, and received several smacks with her paddle. Finally I begged. ‘Mistress, I can’t focus on both, let me please you’ Being a very gentle mistress she got on her back and let me give lick her again. This time I was also allowed to use my fingers. I always enjoyed how she was so tight I ...