WHISKEY AND FLAMES [F50] M[40] [Oral] [Masturbation] [Orgasm]

The fire is dancing gently, the logs are crackling quietly, your glass is resting in your hand and you are lost in your thoughts. I walk up gently behind you. I am wearing one of your shirts, the buttons are undone but my breasts are just out of sight and I have my lace boxer shorts on. I run my fingers through your hair and place my arm across your chest and squeeze gently.  I feel your body start to relax in my embrace and you let out a deep contented breath. I lean in toward you ear and whisper “I saw you” You hold your breath slightly confused. You forgot that I had always been good at observing in reflections. Windows, mirrors and anything else that light played upon.

I caught your gaze travel from the bun in my hair down my back, pausing at my behind, down my legs to my feet and back up again when I was pouring the coffee at breakfast. I felt the softness of your eyes while they were paying attention to mine when I was telling you about something I had learned on a course. I caught the cheeky secret smile you made as I was bending over to pick up the puppy who had made its way into the laundry room to steal your socks. I found the small bouquet of wild flowers you had placed in a mason jar and put on the small garden table in the corner of the front patio.

You didn’t think I had noticed, but I always do because it is the little things that that I pay attention to that confirm your devotion to me.

I move around in front of you and straddle you on your chair. I take your glass, look directly in your eyes and hold eye contact for brief moment. I place my thumb on top of your chin and my index finger just underneath and gently growl “Open your mouth and give me your tongue” I take a sip of the whiskey, put the glass down and leave enough on my lips for a droplet to land on your lips. I place my mouth over your tongue and suck back and forth gently on it. We then kiss and you pull me closer. I can feel your jeans start to tighten underneath me. I then guide your mouth to every part of my body I want you to lick. My breasts, the crook of my arm, my collar bone, my neck, my ribs, around my belly button and slowly up my thighs.  I grab your hair and make you look up at me. You wait in anticipation to be allowed to taste the nectar. “Get off the chair and undo your jeans” You do as you are told. I sit in your warm comfy chair. “Come here and feed me” You give me your hard, throbbing wet tipped cock to devour at my will. You can barely stand as I take you to and from the edge on multiple occasions. I stop and gesture for you to kneel before me. “Now make Mistress feel good” You start to tease your fingers around at my shorts.  “No hands, take them off with your teeth” You obey and do exactly what Mistress says’. I push your face between my legs. Your tongue, that has been well trained, laps me toward ecstasy. I whimper in excruciating pleasure as I get closer to coming. I suddenly push you away and down to the floor. I lie above you facing the other way and writhe on top of your face while masturbating you until we both explode.

I hold you close until you get your breath back. This is the part I love the most. Not just the power but your surrender.