Assert authority, establish dominance, show her you can do this! Quietly I gee myself up as I continue to slowly walk around the absolutely stunning Mia while she stands completely naked before me. As I pan up and down her lithe, brown body I catch little flicks of her fingers and flinches of her legs as she wills herself not to cover up at being so unabashedly ogled by a clothed man. The disparity of our states of dress was an act of submission in itself and we both knew it. By the way her cock stood unwavering and as hard as steel and the by the way she would squirm and her thighs would occasionally press together as her pussy screamed for attention I knew she was wildly aroused by my inspection even as it embarrassed her. The overall effect was insanely sexy and overwhelmingly cute.

  When I felt that she’d had enough I finally step in and touch her, pcing my hand along the lovely curve of her fnk just above her hip.

  “Hah!” She gasps as her whole body shudders. Biting down on there bottom lip she tries to hold back any more noise though a little whine escapes her. “Hmmm.”

  Such an effect for just a touch! Her willing body as my pyground! The power was intoxicating.

  My hand slides up to cover her right breast, the whole of the supple flesh pressed within in the area of my palm. In a slow circle I rub her little titty while watching her closely. Fshes of lust py out across her pretty face and her breath quickens but still she stands still staring straight ahead.

  “Good girl.” I whisper.

  “Ohhhhhh!”

  “How I love to hear a Princess whimper.”

  “Hemmmm!”

  Standing tall I shift closer, the rest of my body just an inch away from touching hers. Gently but firmly I fondle her small breast. Squeezing, smooshing, pulling and pinching I py with the supple flesh to my heart’s desire. Mia stands breathing heavy through parted lips while down below I spot the first glimmer of precum leaking from her tip. Leaning in I pce a tender kiss along the side of her slender neck. She smelled niiiice!

  She swallows hard. “Oh Elliot.”

  “Mmm.” I kiss her lower down the neck and then again on her upper chest. My lips sucking at her skin I peer up to see her now with her eyes closed as my smell, my hand, my heat and my lips rock her senses. As my mouth reaches her other breast I breath across it just to watch the goose pimples rise. “Beautifuuuul.”

  “Oh God!” Mia trembles but holds her pose.

  “Nnngh.” I run my tongue around and around and around her pert nipple before at flicking at the firm nub.

  “Hah! Oh God!” Her trembles become quakes.

  Taking her entire boob into my mouth I begin to suck while continuing to flick, tease and probe at her cocoa-hued nipple. I couldn’t deny yearning for my woman’s big Mommy-milkers but damned it was fun to suck a little one again. Turning my head left and right I continue suck and tongue while my hands head off on their own journey’s of discovery. My left one slides up under her soft, curly hair to caress the back of her neck before slowly gliding down the soft swoop of her back. Finding her butt all smooth and perky and perfect I cannot stop myself from massaging one cheek and then the other. My right hand in the meantime had left her other breast to pet town her soft tummy and find the hard member I knew was waiting.

  “HAH!” A loud gasp escapes her and her weight leans into me for support as I suddenly take a firm grip of her turgid nine inches. In my grasp I feel it surge to incredible hardness. “Elliot! OH GOD!”

  Slowly I ease up my grip then gently slide my hand from base to tip. God! Soft, sweet, shy little Mia had a cock that put mine to shame. At nine stout inches, maybe even a little bit more, she was nearly twice the length of my five and a hell of a lot thicker. Seeing it was one thing but feeling it in my hand really brought it home to me. As I began to stroke I was struck by how much wider I had to hold my fingers and thumb and how much more distance my hand had to travel. It felt good though. Real good. I loved how hard she was for me and it was so damned satisfying to feel her leak and twitch in my hand. And the size…mmmm, it just made it better. It was humbling to be sure but with these gals I was just going to have to learn to measure myself by a different standard. Somehow that only made it more exciting. First Heather and now Mia, I was well and truly ruined for dickless women.

  “Hohhh. Ohhhhh.” Mia moans softly and leans harder into me. “Elliot.”

  I rise to kiss her cheek. “Your body feels so good.”

  “Ohhhhh.”

  Shifting left I slide in behind her. Grabbing her hips I pull her into me. My clothed body is pressed right against her naked one, my chest touching her shoulder bdes and my tented shorts rubbing into her upper buttocks. Sliding my hands down her lean arms I lift them and bring them up. Like a living marionette she allows me full control. I wrap her arms up and around my head as my cheek comes forward to brush against hers.

  “I got you.” I say. “Lean back.” Wrapping my left arm around her midsection I hold her firm. “I won’t let you fall.”

  “Yes, Sir.” She whispers.

  Letting herself rex she leans her weight against me and allows my to support her. Staring down her hot, nubile body my right hand comes around her to once more take a hold of her gorgeous cock. In this position this almost felt familiar, as if her body was my own. From this angle I start to work her rod with all my years of practice.

  “Hmmm! That feels…good!” She says, still whispering.

  “Good.” I croon. “Only the best for my Princess.”

  “Ohhhhh!”

  She writhes against me as I pump her nine inch schlong. I tighten my hold on her body and bring my left hand higher so that I could py with her breast while jacking her off. Setting my chin onto her shoulder I lean my head into hers as I pump, pump, pump away. I’d meant to use some lube but things had organically brought me here and I didn’t want to disturb the flow now. It was all good though. I’d fapped dry often enough that I knew just the grip, rhythm and pressure to make Mia feel just right.

  “Mmmm.” She turns her head so that she might bury her face in my neck. Nuzzling in she takes in my aroma in long, deep sniffs. Having just been out in the heat doing chores there was plenty of aroma to take in. “Ohhhh.”

  “Good girl.” I encourage her with the memory of Heather’s words as my guide. “You’re doing so good, Princess.”

  Peering down her soft brown body I am burning with lust myself. She felt so nice in every way. I found myself really, really enjoying the handjob. In this position it was easy to fantasize about that being my BBC down there, which elicited a vicarious thrill to my fantasy ego. Even more exciting though was the thought that, in weird sort of way, that kind of WAS my own BBC I was stroking. This was my submissive Princess. My pything, as she’d put it in her own words. I was her Angel and her Sir. Once I was fully Heather’s man I just couldn’t imagine Mia ever denying me this thrill. This body, this incredible woman, would be mine anytime I wanted. Lord keep me humble!

  “Mmm.” Hum as my stroking quickens. Instinctively her hips had begun to very subtly thrust in time with my hand, which in turn made her ass rub against my hard cock. By this, the tension I could feel building in her body, the ragged way she was breathing and by the slick free flowing honey that now coated her knob to give the flesh on flesh strokes a wet squelch I could tell she was getting close.

  Fap, fap, fap, fap, fap. I hold the pace swift and steady and soon her breathing had become whimpers.

  “Oh. Oh. Ohhh.” By the second her lilting mewls were rising in pitch and becoming more desperate.

  “Are you gonna cum for me, Princess?”

  “Mmm.” She nods.

  “Yesss, baby. You can do it. You can do it for me. Show me how good you cum for me, Princess.”

  “Ohhhhhhh!” She roots deeper into my neck breathing in deep, greedy breaths as she surrenders holding any poise to start openly fucking back against my rapidly pumping fist.

  “Yeah. You need it. You need it so bad. That’s it, Princess. Show me how much you want it.”

  “Ohhh! Sir! Sir! OHHHH!”

  I don’t know why I do it. I really couldn’t say. Maybe it was my dominant side coming out, I just didn’t know, but at the very moment of release…my hand leaves her penis to let her finish without it. Wrapping both arms around her body I hold her tight and watch in fascinated wonder at Mia’s ruined orgasm.

  “Cum! Cum now! Cum for me, Princess!”

  “Hannmmmm!” Mewling in agony and ecstasy Mia quakes in my arms as her big, hard rod bucks and unches a great rope of cum into the open air. The creamy wad arcs out, shooting a good four feet in distance, before spttering to the floor below. “Hnnmm! Mmmm! Ohhhh!” Denied the needed stimution for a fulsome climax Mia’s cock desperately jerks and flexes in futile hopes of finding something to rub against, but it finds nothing but empty space. What ought to have been an even stronger second shot is half-strength and half as much. By only the third wad it was already dribbling to a conclusion.

  To make up for the ck of pressure below I hug her even tighter, whispering. “Good girl. That’s it. Gooood girl.”

  “Hahhmmm!” She lets out the most pitiful whine as far too quickly the tortured climax concludes.

  Gradually I feel her rex again. Silently, her chest rising and falling through heavy breaths, she stares down with me as her nine hard inches begins to drop. Loosening my embrace I turn her around to face me. Never in my life had I seen a woman so confused and overwhelmed. Her eyes wide, her mouth agape, she gazes up at me in what could only be described as…awe.

  Gently I straighten her gsses. “Did I go too far?”

  Still agog she slowly shakes her head no. Slipping from my my hands she lowers to her knees. Grabbing my left knee in both hands she kisses my leg and whispers. “Sir! Thank you!”

  I grin. “You’re welcome.”

  “Anytime. Any pce. My body is yours!”

  “I know, Princess.” I pet her soft hair. “I know. Come on.” Turning I step back toward the bed then pat the mattress. “Up you come.”

  She looks up at me, a raging emerald inferno burning in her eyes, then giggles and crawls on her hands and knees toward the bed, the tip of her big softening member swinging between her legs just a fraction of an inch off the floor as she went. Sitting down I fluff the pillows for her while she climbs up onto the bed. On all fours, as proud as a kitten who’d caught its first mouse, Mia looks and waits. Gone was they shyness, the inhibitions, and the worry. Chin up and chest out Mia positively SHONE!

  “Come on.” I pat the pillows. “Snuggle time. Princess always gets snuggles after cumming.”

  “He he he. Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.” She hurries forward and curls up on her side facing me, a huge smile beaming through the curly locks that had fallen across her face. Rolling in beside her I pull her into a cuddle. All balled up as small as she could could she wriggles into my chest and begins to coo happily. “Mmm. Thank youuu. That was…that was…” She sighs. “…incredible.”

  “Don’t thank me yet.” I kiss her head. “I’m not done with ya.”

  “Ohhhh!”