her
glass of wine.
She went to the side of the bed and turned on
her iPod.
She had put some 'sexy' songs on a
playlist.
As the first bars of the first song kicked
in, she stood in front of him.
She proceeded to lap dance for him, sashaying
her boobs in his face, putting one leg up on the bed and almost
laughing as he saw the view the newly crotchless panties gave
him.
She shimmied this way and that through two
songs, and she did feel hot and she did feel horny. She could see
that Max wanted to reach out and touch her, but each time he lifted
a hand, she swatted him back down.
She bumped and ground against him until she
could see his cock straining against his trousers.
"Did you enjoy?" she asked him, as the song
finished.
Max nodded and croaked out a 'yes'.
Jess smiled. "Please stand up."
Max did as he was told. Jess started kissing
him - barely having to lift her head now that she was wearing such
high heels.
She kissed his neck and then took off his
jacket. She laid it on the chair and then undid the buttons on his
waistcoat. She took it off him, moving around the back of him and
kissing the back of his neck, rubbing his bum.
She undid the buttons on his shirt so slowly;
she could hear him groaning in anticipation. She swirled her
fingers across his chest hair and danced them across his nipples,
tweaking them softly.
She trailed her lips against his naked back,
smattering his skin with kisses, and then ran her hands down onto
his backside.
Max was standing still but swaying slightly
as Jess attended to him. Again, she was stopping him from touching
her, enjoying the power of being in control.
Turning Max slightly so that the camera would
catch the action, Jess starting unzipping his flies.
He kicked off his shoes and she pulled down
his trousers, slowly, rubbing his thighs and backside as she
did.
He was making a massive tent pole in his
trunks, so, settling herself on her knees - hoping that her good
side was facing the camera - she freed his cock and caught it in
her mouth.
She swirled her tongue around the tip of him
and tickled his balls with one hand.
She could feel Max rocking on the balls of
his feet and smiled - she loved that he was having a hard time
standing up. She loved that she could do that to him.
From where she knelt she was able to duck her
head lower and lick the underside of his balls, trying not to get
hair caught in her teeth - maybe she could suggest he had a trim
like the porn guy!
"Wanna come on my tits later?" she asked him,
feeling horny.
Max nodded but didn't answer, couldn't
answer.
Jess grinned and started licking the tip of
his cock again, using her fingernails to lightly scratch the
underside of it.
Max groaned.
Jess licked him balls to tip, balls to tip,
balls to tip, alternatively squeezing his backside and then running
her feather-light touch over it.
Max's voice was thick with desire.
"You need to stop."
Jess grinned and with one last deep suck,
stood up in front of him and pushed him back to sit on the bed.
Chapter
Twelve
Jess stood in front of Max, his cock hard and
wet from her mouth, his hand itching to grab hold of her.
She took a step back, making sure she was
still in the line of the camera.
Jess lifted her leg up onto the bed, in
between Max's legs, and leaning forward, so that he had a good view
of her cleavage, she rubbed her hands up and down her leg.
"Stockings on or off?" she asked him - sure of what he would
say.
"On." Again, his voice was thick.
"Heels on or off?" she asked, swapping legs
and pushing the toe of her shoe slightly against his balls.
"On."
Max's breathing was deep, his cock
throbbing.
"Tits out?" she asked him, again knowing his
preference.
"Out."
She turned around and lowered herself down so
that Max could undo that part of her outfit. He tried to whip his
hands around the front to get a feel of her, but she was too quick.
She stood back up, tits free and - hopefully - looking perky for
the camera.
She started
glass of wine.
She went to the side of the bed and turned on
her iPod.
She had put some 'sexy' songs on a
playlist.
As the first bars of the first song kicked
in, she stood in front of him.
She proceeded to lap dance for him, sashaying
her boobs in his face, putting one leg up on the bed and almost
laughing as he saw the view the newly crotchless panties gave
him.
She shimmied this way and that through two
songs, and she did feel hot and she did feel horny. She could see
that Max wanted to reach out and touch her, but each time he lifted
a hand, she swatted him back down.
She bumped and ground against him until she
could see his cock straining against his trousers.
"Did you enjoy?" she asked him, as the song
finished.
Max nodded and croaked out a 'yes'.
Jess smiled. "Please stand up."
Max did as he was told. Jess started kissing
him - barely having to lift her head now that she was wearing such
high heels.
She kissed his neck and then took off his
jacket. She laid it on the chair and then undid the buttons on his
waistcoat. She took it off him, moving around the back of him and
kissing the back of his neck, rubbing his bum.
She undid the buttons on his shirt so slowly;
she could hear him groaning in anticipation. She swirled her
fingers across his chest hair and danced them across his nipples,
tweaking them softly.
She trailed her lips against his naked back,
smattering his skin with kisses, and then ran her hands down onto
his backside.
Max was standing still but swaying slightly
as Jess attended to him. Again, she was stopping him from touching
her, enjoying the power of being in control.
Turning Max slightly so that the camera would
catch the action, Jess starting unzipping his flies.
He kicked off his shoes and she pulled down
his trousers, slowly, rubbing his thighs and backside as she
did.
He was making a massive tent pole in his
trunks, so, settling herself on her knees - hoping that her good
side was facing the camera - she freed his cock and caught it in
her mouth.
She swirled her tongue around the tip of him
and tickled his balls with one hand.
She could feel Max rocking on the balls of
his feet and smiled - she loved that he was having a hard time
standing up. She loved that she could do that to him.
From where she knelt she was able to duck her
head lower and lick the underside of his balls, trying not to get
hair caught in her teeth - maybe she could suggest he had a trim
like the porn guy!
"Wanna come on my tits later?" she asked him,
feeling horny.
Max nodded but didn't answer, couldn't
answer.
Jess grinned and started licking the tip of
his cock again, using her fingernails to lightly scratch the
underside of it.
Max groaned.
Jess licked him balls to tip, balls to tip,
balls to tip, alternatively squeezing his backside and then running
her feather-light touch over it.
Max's voice was thick with desire.
"You need to stop."
Jess grinned and with one last deep suck,
stood up in front of him and pushed him back to sit on the bed.
Chapter
Twelve
Jess stood in front of Max, his cock hard and
wet from her mouth, his hand itching to grab hold of her.
She took a step back, making sure she was
still in the line of the camera.
Jess lifted her leg up onto the bed, in
between Max's legs, and leaning forward, so that he had a good view
of her cleavage, she rubbed her hands up and down her leg.
"Stockings on or off?" she asked him - sure of what he would
say.
"On." Again, his voice was thick.
"Heels on or off?" she asked, swapping legs
and pushing the toe of her shoe slightly against his balls.
"On."
Max's breathing was deep, his cock
throbbing.
"Tits out?" she asked him, again knowing his
preference.
"Out."
She turned around and lowered herself down so
that Max could undo that part of her outfit. He tried to whip his
hands around the front to get a feel of her, but she was too quick.
She stood back up, tits free and - hopefully - looking perky for
the camera.
She started
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