by Mia Ford
I bit my lip, unsure of what he was going to do. Thomas slipped a finger inside the waistband of my panties and tugged them down just a bit. He reached forward and poked at the little tuft of pubic hair that stuck out. I blushed and looked up at the ceiling but a sharp tweak to one of my nipples made me cry out and look back down at Thomas.
“You keep your eyes on me,” he instructed. “You don’t ever look away from me or I’ll punish you.”
I nodded solemnly, feeling a warm gush of arousal between my legs. Thomas licked his lips and leaned closer. Before I knew what he was doing, he slipped the cube of ice into my panties. The cold sensation against my pussy shocked me and I cried out and wriggled, trying to move the ice cube away from my clit. Thomas grinned and stuck his finger out, tracing damp circles on the cotton. I could feel the ice melting but the water was incredibly cold and I began to plead with him to touch me.
“Spread your legs,” Thomas commanded. “And if you let the ice out of your panties, you’ll regret it.” I murmured obedience and gracefully tried to widen my stance. As I did, the ice cube shifted. Cold water leaked through my panties and streamed down my leg. The sensation felt remarkably like I had peed myself and I blushed a furious crimson red. Thomas’s grin widened and he growled at me.
“More ice,” he commanded. “It melted too fast that time.”
“No,” I begged. “Please. Please, Thomas. Please take me, please make love to me.”
Thomas shook his head. He reached into the ice tray and pulled out two big cubes, slipping them into the crotch of my panties. Even though my skin felt frozen to begin with, the new addition of more ice was almost painful. Tears welled up in my eyes and I thrust my hips forward in attempt to get the ice away from my sensitive pussy. Soon, the two cubes began to melt and I felt their hard edges soften inside my panties. Every time I moved or wriggled, the wet fabric brushed against my clit and made me pulse with desire.
Thomas got to his hands and knees and crawled between my spread legs. When he kneeled on the carpet, his face was eye-level with my pussy. Licking his lips, he leaned forward and tongued my little strip of pubic hair. I shivered at the feel of his warm, rough tongue against my bare skin. Thomas reached up and planted his hands firmly on the cheeks of my butt. He gripped the flesh tightly between his fingers and wrenched them apart so my labia was parted. I shrieked as the ice cubes slid down in my crotch and made contact with my exposed and swollen clit. Pleas and cries escaped my mouth and I felt tears roll down my cheek with the unexpectedly intense yet pleasurable sensation.
With a growl, Thomas nipped at the inside of my thigh. He licked some of the water that was dripping down the side of my leg and then placed his mouth over my crotch. Through my soaked panties, he began to suck and lick at me with his hot mouth. I felt the remnants of the ice melt almost instantly as he lavished my pussy with his tongue. Moaning, I leaned down and rested my hands on his silvery head. Thomas tightened his grip on my ass and buried his face in my crotch, snuffling and licking and sucking with abandon. The sensation was incredibly intense and soon I began to feel small shocks of pleasure in my crotch. I moaned Thomas’s name loudly and threw my head back. My cries echoed off the ceiling and walls.
Thomas pulled away and yanked my sodden panties down with one hand. The lukewarm air of the room felt chilly against my wet skin. He slid his hands down my legs and grabbed my ankles, making me spread even farther. The muscles in my thighs ached almost at once and I shuddered knowing that Thomas could see every inch of my exposed pussy and ass. He nipped at my labia and I shuddered and shrieked with pleasure. Without warning, he plunged one of his fingers inside of me. He began to pump it in and out of my pussy and soon, I felt my pussy juice dripping down onto his hand. My legs felt weak and shaky and I moaned loudly, digging my fingers into Thomas’s scalp. He kept fingering me until I could feel myself just about to come. It was almost as if he knew when he yanked his fingers out and stuck him in his mouth, sucking the arousal from his hand. Slowly, his fingers found their way back to my pussy and stroked my labia.
I shivered as he inched his fingers towards me once more, but he kept going until he was stroking the soft spot of flesh between my pussy and my butt. Warm sensations began to move through my body again with his gentle touch. It wasn’t as intense as it felt when he rubbed my clit, but I was surprised to find myself gently moaning and yielding to his touch. I felt my rosebud pucker as he slipped a fingertip inside and wiggled it. The sensation was incredible but the rest of my body was crying out for attention.
Sweat beaded on my forehead as I struggled to stay upright, and I could feel a trickle of perspiration making its way down my back. Thomas continued to gently flick my ass, then pulled his finger away. I felt his hot breath on my pussy and I shivered, anticipating more of what he’d just been doing. But instead, he licked and bit at the cheeks of my ass before moving closer and gently tonguing my asshole. Pleasure flooded my body as he licked at my most private of areas, and I felt a hot flush spread down over my torso. My thighs were shaking with the effort of holding the position but Thomas’s delicate flicks of the tongue were making me squeal and moan with pleasure.
Thomas slipped two fingers inside of my pussy with his free hand and began to thrust them in and out as he stuck his tongue deep inside my ass. Warm pleasure coiled in my belly and the second I felt his tongue stroke at my clit, I knew I was going to explode. I cried out just as he pulled away, my orgasm snatched from me in an instant. Thomas got to his feet and wrapped his arms around me, picking me up off the floor as if I weighed nothing. He carried me through the hallway and into his dark bedroom. I closed my eyes as Thomas threw my body down on the bed. My legs were still aching from having stood in that precarious position for so long, but it was a relief to be laying down. Still, every muscle in me pulsed with want for Thomas and his hard cock. My nerves were twitching and on edge as I watched him strip off his shirt and toss it on the floor. As before, my eyes flicked over the smooth muscles of Thomas’s chest. He unfastened his belt and stepped out of his pants. When he was clad only in boxers, he got on the bed and grabbed me.
Thomas pushed me closer to the wall and spread my legs, grabbing my ankles and pulling them wide apart. He dove in between my legs with abandon, sucking and licking at my clit until I was screaming. He kept building me and building me to orgasm and then ripping me away viciously, at the last second, before I could come. I could feel the tears leaking out of my eyes as I screwed them shut and tilted my face to the ceiling, begging Thomas for release.
Thomas grabbed my hand and slid it down his rock-hard torso. His skin felt like it was carved out of marble and despite my intense arousal, a whole new level of desire flooded my body as he traced my fingers down his body. He stopped with my hand just touching his thick erection through the boxers. When I opened my eyes and looked into Thomas’s dark orbs, he nodded for me to get up.
“You know what to do,” he growled. I nodded and crawled onto my hands and knees, tugging Thomas’s briefs down. His massive, veiny erection sprang free and I took the first couple of inches into my mouth, sucking and licking at the delicate spot under the head. Thomas groaned and pushed his hips forward until his whole cock was filling my mouth. My jaw ached from the strain of accommodating his massive cock and I reached up to start stroking him up and down as I moved my head back and forth.
Thomas grunted and closed his eyes, tilting his head back to the ceiling. He leaned forward and I had to crawl onto my knees so the force of his thrusts wouldn’t knock me over. As much as my mouth hurt from pleasuring him, it was satisfying to know that I was making him feel good. I loved the way he writhed and moaned when his cock was in my mouth; it was like I was controlling his world. His cock was so fat that my hand couldn’t close around it and I started pumping my hand with the same rhythm as my mouth.
Finally, Thomas groaned loudly and pushed me away. I fell over in a tangle of arms and limbs and landed on my ass, sprawled on my back. Thomas slapped the inside of my
thigh and I eagerly spread my legs as far as I could. He leaned in close and inhaled the scent of my pussy, closing his eyes and savoring my smell. I blushed to see him so close and know that my smell was intoxicating to him.
When Thomas opened his eyes, he crawled on top of me. He grabbed my wrists with one hand and pinned them over my head. I could feel the delicate bones in my wrists grinding together as he straddled my hips and nudged my pussy with the head of his cock. I could already feel my skin stretching and he wasn’t even inside of me yet!
“Do you want me, June?” Thomas growled. I looked into his eyes and nodded.
“Yes,” I managed to squeak. “I do.”
“How much do you want me?” Thomas’s breathing was coming in sharp, hard bursts and I saw a shudder of desire move through his body.
“I want you so bad,” I whispered, trying to make my voice low and full of sex. “I want you to take me forever, to make me yours.”
Thomas grabbed onto my hips and slid inside me with incredible force. I screamed with pleasure as his cock tore into my pussy and filled me completely. When he was all the way inside, he stopped moving. I could feel his cock pulsing inside my body and I bit my lip and looked into his eyes. Slowly, Thomas began to thrust in and out. He moved his hips slowly at first and then faster and faster until it became more serious for him. With every thrust, his pubic bone rubbed against my clit and soon, I felt myself become as aroused as I had been while Thomas was licking my asshole.
As I rode him faster and faster, Thomas growled with pleasure. He pushed his finger in and out of my ass and I felt the pleasure in my belly build and build until finally, I was coming harder than I ever had before. My breath came in hoarse sobs as I rode Thomas’s massive cock. I could feel the spasms in my pussy gripping him even more tightly than before and Thomas gasped with the intensity of it all. He slid his finger out of my ass and grabbed ahold of my hips, forcing me to keep riding him through my savage orgasm. I could feel his cock twitching and pulsing and I braced myself for his explosion inside of me.
“June!” Thomas grunted. “June, I’m gonna cum!”
“Do it,” I hissed, my own breath coming in damp bursts. Thomas screwed his eyes shut and groaned, thrusting up so hard that I could feel him against my cervix. It was almost painful and I whimpered, but it was beginning to make me feel like I could come again. As he pushed into me again and again, I closed my eyes and rode his body hard. My clit felt like it was on fire as I forced myself to another rough orgasm on Thomas’s pubic bone. The spasms in my pussy set him off and I finally felt his cock jerk and pulse and gush inside of me. Thomas let out a deep breath and squeezed my ass once more before pulling me down on his chest. For a moment, we cuddled like that with his cock still inside of me. His chest was shining and hot with sweat and I felt the damp tangles of my hair against my forehead as I lay down.
“Thomas?” I asked softly, still panting from the marathon sex we’d just enjoyed.
“Yeah?”
I rolled onto my elbows, propping myself up on the soft duvet. “When can I move in?”
Thomas grinned. “You mean it?”
I couldn’t help but return the smile. “Oh, yes,” I said. “I really do.”
“As soon as you’d like,” Thomas said. He pulled me close and kissed me deeply. “The sooner the better.”
I grinned. “Sounds perfect,” I said softly.
Chapter Twenty
June
“How’s everything going?”
I shuddered as Thomas nuzzled my neck and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me against his hard body. He smelled good – like fresh shower gel and new cologne – and I closed my eyes, savoring the scent of my boyfriend.
Boyfriend! I thought excitedly. I’ve never had one of those before. I still can’t believe it!
“It’s going pretty well,” I said. “Dinner should be ready in about ten minutes.”
“Excellent,” Thomas replied. “It smells incredible.” He leaned over my shoulder and inhaled deeply.
I blushed. “You think Brett will like it?”
Thomas nodded. “Oh, yeah,” he said. “His favorite food is spaghetti with meat sauce.”
I nodded. “Angela said this recipe wouldn’t disappoint – it’s from her Sicilian grandfather.”
Thomas laughed. “Sounds good, babe,” he said. He kissed me on the cheek and I flushed and squirmed, desperately craving more of his touch.
“Hey, Dad!” Brett raced into the kitchen. “What’s for dinner?” When he saw me, he stopped dead in his tracks. “What’s Miss Rogers doing here?”
Thomas chuckled. “Son, please call Miss Rogers June, at least when she’s in our home.”
“Am I in trouble?” Brett asked nervously. ‘What’s going on?”
“No, not at all,” Thomas said. “Brett, I’d like to tell you that June and I have begun to date.” He glanced at me and I flushed nervously, biting the inside of my mouth. “And she’s going to be moving in here with us.”
“At first, when you’re here, I’ll be at my old apartment,” I explained quickly.
Brett looked nervously from his father to me. “Okay,” he said. “Cool.”
Thomas raised his eyebrows. “I’m glad you’re okay with it, son,” he said.
Brett nodded. He puffed out his chest, trying to look more adult than his soon-to-be-eleven years.
“Yeah, I’m cool with it,” he said. “Miss Rogers was always my favorite teacher. Er, I mean June,” he added. “Sorry, June.”
“It’s fine.” I laughed nervously. “Whatever you want to call me is fine. You know, except for stupid or anything else mean.”
Brett shook his head. “Don’t worry,” he said.
“Well, I’ve got something for you, Brett,” Thomas said. “Why don’t you go into the living room?”
Brett’s eyes widened and he raced out of the kitchen. When I looked at Thomas with my eyebrows up, he chuckled and jerked his head to the side, indicating that we should follow Thomas.
“Dad, are you serious?” Brett’s voice screeched from the other room. “No way! This is too cool!”
Thomas chuckled. As we walked into the living room, Thomas took my hand and squeezed. Brett was kneeling on the floor in front of a box covered with Japanese print.
“I can’t believe it, I can finally have it?”
Thomas nodded. “Yes,” he said. “Sorry it took so long to get the damn thing inspected. It was hard to find anyone familiar with the technology.” He turned to me. “That’s a PlayStation Five,” he added. “It hasn’t been released in the country yet.”
“Wow,” Brett said. He ran over to Thomas and threw his arms around his father’s waist. “Dad, you’re seriously the best!”
“I’m glad you’re happy,” Thomas said. He squeezed my hand. In a lower voice, he asked: “Would you like to come into the kitchen with me?”
I nodded and followed Thomas into the kitchen. The meat sauce was bubbling on the stove and a heavenly, rich aroma filled the air.
“Is he going to be okay?” I asked quietly.
Thomas nodded. “Oh, yeah, he’ll be fine,” he said. “What about Angela? How did she take the news?”
I blushed and giggled. “A little better when I told her you were covering the rest of my rent for the year,” I said. “But she’s happy for me. She told me it was for the best, that she couldn’t wait to get to know you better.”
Thomas nodded. “Good,” he said. He cleared his throat and coughed. Suddenly, I realized that he looked almost nervous.
“Thomas, what’s wrong?”
Thomas licked his lips. “Nothing,” he said. He smiled. I gasped as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small red leather jewelry box. My heart began to race in my chest and my palms started to sweat and itch. I wiped them on my thighs in a desperate attempt to seem like I wasn’t freaking out.
“June,” Thomas said in a husky voice. “Getting to know you has been the best experience I’ve ever had
in my life.”
