For a cuddly few minutes I hold my cooing Princess in my arms to let her bask in her afterglow as well as my aroma that I knew she liked so much. After a ruined orgasm some partners would have kicked me from the room or stormed out themselves, but Mia was in her glory. She seemed to adore the brash dominance more than the orgasm itself. I y and caress her in no hurry to move things along. Her skin was so soft and so warm against mine. It was all so lovely.
As I y there I think about what I wanted to do with her next. Mulling over the options kept my dick obstinately hard to the point of aching, enough to make me revisit my decision to stay pure for Heather. I could go down on the submissive Mia, in both ways. She could down on me. Maybe even lick my ass! I could have sex with her or have her pop my back door cherry or both, as long we wore protection. We could do any number of nasty, dirty, wonderful things. Having such ready access to easy nookie with such a hottie boggled both mind and libido. For a time I let my imagination go wild with my erotic fantasies of Mia…even as I knew that we weren’t going to indulge any of them.
I couldn’t. I just couldn’t do it. Anything beyond using my hands was further than I could go at the moment. Good God how I wanted to suck her dick. I was ravenous for the feel of a cock I my mouth and another taste of honey. But I wanted MY honey. I wanted MY dy’s cock. Primal instincts surged through me to bed this beautiful woman, but stronger instincts held firm. My mind tried to rationalize it, my body tried to surrender to my lust, but none of it was enough to tempt me away from my heart’s desire. Sweet, sexy, kinky, obedient and lithe Mia would have been the woman of my dreams had I met her just a short time ago. Dreams change. I had changed. Until I was locked in as Heather’s cimed man no amount of simple sexual desire was going to shake my resolve. I might py with the others but, for now, only one woman could quench my princely thirst properly. Though that didn’t mean I was going to let Mia leave here anything less than fully satisfied.
As we snuggle my left hand explores her breasts…her butt…her leg…her balls…and finally her cock which I then begin to stroke very lightly. It felt good sliding through my loose grip, and still surreal. A woman with a bigger dick than the man, a submissive with a mightier cock than her dominant, a pretty princess’s scepter that dwarfed her galnt knight’s proud nce, Mia and I were certainly going to have an interesting dynamic.
“Hmmm.” She sighs as her chubby member begins to harden again. “That’s nice.”
She reaches for my crotch to return the favor but I stop her with a whispered. “No.”
Without protest she redirects her hand to grab onto my shirt instead. “Hahhh. Ohhh, you smell so goooood.” Nuzzling my chest she hums. “Mmmm.”
I kiss her head. “You too.”
“Mmmm. You feel…so good. Your hands. Your body. Your voice. The way you look at me. My angel. Ohhhhh. Am I dreaming, Elliot?”
“No, baby. I’m right here. Your angel has come.”
“Hmmmm.” Her smile grows.
“Mia?”
“Hm?”
“Tell me a fantasy of yours.”
“A fantasy?” She looks up at my face, the pillow forcing her gsses to sit cockeyed. Cute!
I smile and brush a few strands of her curly locks away from her flushed cheek. “It can be simple or silly or secret. Anything. What is something you really want to do with a man? Help me make you feel good.” Right away her cheeks darken with yet another blush and she averts her eyes, though they quickly return. “Come on now, Princess. I won’t tell anybody. What we do won’t leave this room.”
“There’s two things actually.” She whispers, her fingers nervously pying between my pecs.
“The first?”
“Um…it would be pretty cool if a man could…drive me back to college…” She takes a breath. “…and walk me to my room. Right through the yard and the main hall where everyone could see.” Her eyes are distant and dreamy. “You see I, um, get teased about…being afraid of men. Everyone thinks I’m weird. It would be something to show them that…I can be with guys too. Just like the normal girls.”
“Mia!” I whisper, taken aback. When I asked the question I’d expected something naughty but she’d touched my heart with her confession. “I’ll drive you back. I’ll walk you to your room. No problem!” Stroking her smooth brown cheek I say. “It would be my pleasure.”
“You would?”
“Of course I would. Proudly!” I say. “And if they keep teasing you, you let me know. Okay? Nobody teases my Princess but me.”
“Thank you, Sir.” She smiles. “I know it’s a silly thing…”
“It is not silly. Not even a little.” I say. “Mia, I would be honored to escort you home.”
“Thank you.”
“And number two?”
“Ummmm…” She hides her face in my chest. “Oh no!”
“Come on.” I chuckle and give her a little shake. “What is it?”
“I shouldn’t have said anything!”
“But you did. Come on!”
“You’ll ugh at me!”
“I will not!” I say, my chuckles undermining my words. “Well, not AT you.”
“He he he!”
“You know you’re going to tell me. You might as well get it over with.”
Her hand cmped over her mouth she looks up at me, her green eyes dancing.
“Go ahead.”
Her hand opens for just a second for her to blurt out. “Spank me!”
My brows rise in shock, though deep down I wasn’t at all surprised. “Mia!”
“Spank me!” Cmp goes the hand back over her mouth only to open a second ter. “SPANK MEEEE!
“I heard you you the first time. Geez.”
“Pfff!” Grabbing my shirt she shakes me. “I’ve never told anybody that before! Don’t look at me like that! Elliot!”
“Spanking! You kinky little minx.”
“I want to be spanked. I do! By a handsome powerful man like you.” Me? Powerful? “Wh-What’s wrong with it?”
I grin. “Absolutely nothing.”
“He he he he!”
Petting her hair I say. “Heather told me to be gentle with you.”
“Gentle is nice. It doesn’t have to be a REAL spanking.” She pauses. “Unless that’s what you want, Sir.”
Giving her ass a grab I say. “Come on, then. You earned it.”
Mia is beside herself with embarrassed glee as I turn and throw my feet over the side of the bed. Sitting at the edge of the mattress I pat my thighs. Slipping off the foot of the bed Mia crawls around the corner to come and kneel at my feet. This time I do take the gsses from her face, this time she does not object. Where she was going to be she wouldn’t be able to see too much anyway. Her eyes go wide, the dark pupils widening as everything goes out of focus.
“Dear God you are beautiful.”
With a bashful grin she bows her head. “Thank you.”
Carefully I fold the gsses and pce them on the bedside table then pat my thighs again.
Squinting at my p she says. “There?”
“I’m not going to ask again.”
Never had I see a woman move so fast as Mia diving across my p. The next thing I knew I had her rock hard cock pressing against the side of my leg and her perfect ass right there in front of me. With her entire weight banced on my p I turn so that her upper body could partially rest on the bed though it meant her legs had to just dangle free. Grabbing the bnkets in a tight grip Mia waits trembling for what was clearly a big thing for her. I y my left hand across her back and push down just a little so that she could feel as if she were pinned.
“Eeep!”
Grinning at her cute noise I start with a simple stroke of my cupped hand over her right buttock. Smooth, curved, shapely, firm and tight yet supple just like it should be. What an ass! After a rub and a squeeze I shift to the other and do the same thing, but a bit harder.
“Hmm!” She hums and grips the bnkets tighter.
My hand shifts to the middle where let my fingers brush across the soft mound of her pussy, the moment I touch it she goes really still. My middle two fingers gliding down the squishy flesh to either side of her slit I carry on until I reach her bulbous ballsack.
“Hah!”
With an extra tender touch her scrotum is the first to feel the first swat of what would be many.
“Ooo!” She gasps as my two fingers bop her sensitive balls. “Oh God!”
I bring my ft hand back up and y it across her peach of a behind and slowly start to rub in big butt spanning circles to warm up the flesh. “Here we go.”
