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A Domme Awakens - Part 10
🕑 Added 2024-05-28 05:15:48 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
"Did she taste good?"
Eric looked up from between Michelle's legs with confusion and a hint of fear in his eyes. That fear - subtle as it was - put a smile on her face.
"Amy. Did her pussy taste good?"
More fear. It was perfectly understandable, of course. Men with any level of experience with women know that sometimes they find themselves drawn into a verbal trap. It's usually something along the lines of 'do you think my friend is pretty?' and can quickly blow up into a massive fight emanating almost entirely from her insecurity.
Michelle wasn't asking out of insecurity, though. She was asking because as she laid there in bed with Eric gleefully licking her pussy, she was thinking about how he'd gone down on Amy a week ago. How he'd done so vigorously, how he'd done so after eating Michelle's pussy, which he'd done almost immediately after she'd sucked another man's cock. A longer, thicker, far more impressive cock belonging to Colby, the black man that Michelle had become quite taken with. Sexually speaking, at least.
"You don't need to worry," she said with a smile before reaching down to caress Eric's face. "I was just thinking about you eating her pussy and it turned me on."
He smiled. "Then yes, her pussy tasted good. Really good."
His tongue returned to Michelle's clit and he slipped two fingers inside her. She was wet enough that she barely felt the penetration, though there was a hint of extra stimulation when her found her g-spot and gently rubbed it.
"Did you ever imagine you'd be on your knees eating another woman's pussy while I watched?" she asked.
He shook his head without pulling his tongue from her clit.
Michelle smiled, grabbed a handful of his hair, pulled hard enough to make him wince just a little, and then arched her back, closed her eyes, and moaned. "Me neither. But it makes me wet to think about it, Eric."
His tongue rhythmically worked her clit while his fingers moved in and out of her pussy, curling upwards to find her g-spot each and every time he penetrated her.
"Does it make you wet to think about him?" Eric asked.
She opened her eyes and he kissed her inner thighs and gently sucked her labia into his mouth while holding her gaze. "Colby?"
He nodded.
"Yes. It does. My pussy gets soaked when I think about him, Eric. When I think about being on my knees for him. When I think about having his big black cock in my mouth. Fuck, I get wet thinking about sucking on his balls and stroking his shaft while he sits there with a dazed, giddy look on his face because a beautiful girl with a fiancée is on her knees worshiping him."
He fingered her pussy with great vigor and Michelle reached down to grab a second handful of his hair. There was no particular reason to do so, but it felt good. It felt like she was taking control, like she was silently telling him that he was going to stay between her legs and work her cunt until she'd had an orgasm.
"Do you like knowing that I think about him? That I think about another man? That I think about sucking his big black cock? That I think about him spreading my legs and taking my pussy like he owns it?"
It wasn't pure desire on Eric's face, but it wasn't pure agony, either.
"Yes," he answered after a few seconds of hesitation. "It...it does turn me on to think about it. I don't...it makes me...I don't know, nervous, too."
"You don't need to be nervous. You just need to understand that my desires have changed, that I need more than I used to need, that I've discovered a part of my sexuality that I didn't know existed and that I'm not willing to let it lie dormant. Right now that means I'm a bit infatuated with black cock - Colby's black cock specifically - but it might mean something different in the future."
Eric studied her face while his fingers moved in and out of her pussy. Then his lips curled into a slight smile as he rubbed her clit with his thumb. He kissed her inner thigh a handful of times and said, "I suppose there's very little chance our sex life will get boring once we're married."
"Especially if I keep allowing you to do things like worshiping my friend's pussy."
That made him moan and his tongue returned to her clit.
"Maybe I'll meet a new friend who'd find it interesting or exciting to let you fuck her," Michelle said with a smile. "Amy's not that friend - your dick wouldn't do anything for her, I'm afraid - but you never know what might happen in the future."
He kept licking her pussy as Michelle tried to read his face. Did he like the idea of getting to fuck someone else? Was he worried that she was trying to trap him by getting him to admit that he wanted to fuck someone else? She wasn't sure, though he didn't seem distressed by anything she'd said.
"You know, Colby would like it if you watched."
Eric's eyebrows shot up before he leaned back a little and asked, "Watched...watched the two of you?"
She nodded. "Actually, he said he'd love to fuck me in front of my future husband. He said he'd love to show you what it looks like when your bride-to-be cums on a big black dick."
Eric stared with his mouth open and after a few seconds Michelle sat up. He moved to his knees and her lips found his for a deep kiss. She reached between his legs and found his cock, which was stiff with desire, though Michelle couldn't be sure of the particular nature of that desire.
She laid back and pulled Eric on top of her. She guided him inside her. She wrapped her legs around him and held him tight as he began to thrust. Like most men, Eric couldn't help but fuck once he felt the warmth and wetness of a pussy around his cock.
"Would you watch, Eric? Would you do that for me?"
"Is that what you want? Or is that what he wants?"
Michelle smiled and kissed him as he fucked her harder. "I want it because he wants it. I want it because I know he'll fuck me harder if you're watching. I'll know he'll try and fuck me so good that I'll forget you're in the room. I want to be fucked like that, Eric. I want to be fucked in the way that only a man like Colby can fuck me. I need to be fucked like that."
His breathing was deep and heavy. He was fucking her hard. Harder than usual, as if he was trying to prove that he could fuck Michelle as well as Colby could. He couldn't, of course.
"Will you watch?" she asked. "Will you go with me to his place? Will you watch him fuck your fiancée? Will you watch him pound my tight white pussy and make me scream his name?"
"Yes!"
He came inside her a moment later. Michelle took that as a sign that Eric wasn't turned off by the idea of watching and she held out hope that he might actually enjoy it. If he did, that would make her future pursuits of pleasure with other men a great deal more fun for both of them.
"Did you cum?" he asked.
She shook her head. "Why don't you go down on me. Just lick my clit. In fact, you can do so while I call Colby and tell him that you're more than happy to watch him fuck me."
Eric was clearly less enthused about watching in his post-orgasmic state. Michelle refused to relent, though. She wanted what she wanted and Eric would have to get on board if he wanted to be with her.
"Go down on me, Eric," she said. "Show me that you care about what I need. Show me that you're the supportive fiancée I need you to be. Show me that you want to be married to me, that you understand that there are times when it might be a little bit difficult to be married to a woman that's now willing to demand that she enjoy the pleasure she craves. Eat my pussy. Make me cum. Do it while I have phone sex with Colby."
He relented. He kissed his way down her body. He took his place between her legs. Michelle reached for her phone and dialed Colby. His voice was deep and confident as he answered.
"Hey there. I was just thinking about you, believe it or not."
"Mmm, I believe it. After all, I sucked your dick like a good girl the last time I saw you. I sucked your dick and those beautiful balls of yours. Oh, and I swallowed your load, too."
"God damn," Colby said. "You are one hell of a woman, Michelle."
She moaned. "I know, but you're one hell of a man. I have to up my game to make sure you don't get bored."
He laughed. "I don't know how I could possibly get bored of you. You're gorgeous. You're sexy. You're eager. And you are damn good with your mouth."
"Plus you like fucking my tight white pussy, don't you?"
It was Colby's turn to moan. "Damn right I do. Speaking of which, when do I get to have that pussy again? You wanna plan another double date? We could do a movie. Hell, I could get tickets to a Broadway show if that's what you like."
Michelle smiled. Colby wanted her. He wanted her enough to spring for Broadway tickets. He didn't strike her as a Broadway guy, but that just meant her mouth and her pussy were good, that he wanted more of her, that he craved her as much as she craved him.
"Actually, I was thinking that I could come visit you."
"Oh yeah? You gonna come to my place? You gonna come and get some of this dick?"
Eric's tongue felt exquisite against Michelle's clit, which was now throbbing from nothing more than the tone in Colby's voice. She could practically hear him asking if his dick felt good, if her tight little pussy was getting stretched by his fat black cock, if she wanted him to fuck her harder.
"I was thinking I'd bring my fiancée along too," she replied.
"Oh fuck yeah," Colby said. "I'm gonna love that."
Michelle moaned and tapped the speaker button before holding a finger to her lips as Eric looked up.
"He's eating my pussy right now, Colby," she said. "And I just put you on speaker. I want him to hear how much you're looking forward to fucking me while he watches."
"Oh, I can't wait to deep dick that tight white pussy of yours, baby. I can't wait to have you sit on my dick while he watches from his fucking knees. I want him to have a close up view of me stretching out that tight little cunt. I want him to be able to smell the fucking sex. I want him to be able to reach out and squeeze your ass as you bounce on me."
Eric looked a little bit alarmed, though he kept his tongue working her clit and Michelle felt a deep sense of appreciation for his willingness to listen quietly.
"Yeah? You're gonna put him on his knees? You're gonna make him watch from his knees as you fuck his wife? As you stretch her tight little cunt? As you make her cum all over your big dick?"
"Fuck yeah I am," Colby replied.
Michelle heard the distinct sound of him unzipping his pants. She heard the distinct sound of masturbation, too.
"Are you playing with your cock?" she asked.
"I couldn't resist. Even the thought of fucking you is enough to get me hard, baby, and the thought of fucking you while that white boy you're going to marry is watching is even hotter."
"Will you let me suck your dick while he watches?" she asked. "Will you let me show much I appreciate your big black cock and those beautiful balls of yours? Will you make him get on his knees and watch as I suck on those big balls and worship your fat dick?"
Colby moaned. "Hell yes. I'll make that white boy get on his knees. I'll make him get close as he watches. I'll make him kiss you after you've had my balls in your mouth. After you've sucked them like a good girl I'll make him kiss you and take your tongue in his mouth so he can taste my balls too, just like a white boy should."
Michelle was surprised at the erotic thrill of listening to Colby lose himself in the pleasure of demonstrating his alpha qualities in front of Eric. It made her think that getting fucked while her fiancée watched was going to be far more arousing than she imagined.
"Maybe I'll put him underneath you when I fuck you doggystyle," Colby said as the sounds of masturbation got louder and wetter. He'd either lubed his cock or was dripping so much precum that he was now slick with it. "Put him down there in a 69 and make him watch as I take that white pussy, as I fill it with black dick, as I use it for my pleasure. How would you feel about that?"
"I'm gonna cum," Michelle said.
"That's it, girl. Cum while you think about me pounding that white pussy from behind. Cum while you think about my hand in your hair, pulling hard as I fuck you. Cum while you think about me spanking that white ass and turning it red while I get ready to cum as my dick is deep in your tight little cunt. God damn."
"Fuck, Colby, I wish your cock was inside me right now! Fuck, Colby, I'm cumming!"
Michelle came. She came hard. She grabbed the bed sheets as her body writhed. She closed her eyes and saw stars as pleasure ripped through her all while she imagined getting fucked by the man on the other end of the phone call.
Colby's grunts and groans joined hers and Michelle imagined his cock throbbing and pulsing as it spurted cum. She smiled while thinking of how he'd cum in her mouth a week ago, how she'd taken every drop of his load and swallowed it without hesitation. Thinking of it made her feel good, as did thinking about how hard he was going to fuck her while Eric watched.
"Can I see you on Friday night?" she asked.
"Absolutely," Colby replied. "Just let me know when you want to come over and I'll be ready."
"We'll see you then."
She hung up and tossed her phone aside. She looked down at Eric, who was sitting on his knees. His lips glistened with wetness - and perhaps a little of his cum - and half an erection between his legs.
Michelle used her toes to tease his cock, luring it into an erect state while she smiled at her fiancée. "You could probably cum again, couldn't you?"
He nodded.
"It would probably be fun to make you cum again, but instead I'm going to make you wait until Friday. You can cum while Colby's fucking me. In fact, you can cum right when he cums. Won't that be fun?"
Eric didn't offer a response. His face said a great deal, though. He was excited. He was nervous. He was fearful. He was many things, but as long as he was willing to do as Michelle desired she would be a very happy girl. Plus, she'd make sure that Eric experienced a great deal of pleasure on Friday night as that would ensure he was willing to do it again, and again, and again, and that's what Michelle wanted, what she was increasingly certain that she needed.
Thankfully, she'd found a man who was willing to sacrifice to make her happy. In some ways, she felt like she'd found the perfect man, though on Friday she'd find out just how right she was about that.
