Living room of our first-floor city-center apartment. Busy street below. I won the bet. Jubilant, heart pounding. ‘Shower in five. Your dare starts now.’ Estelle pouts but obeys, heading naked to the bathroom. Our dares always sexual. Cinema blowjobs. No panties in public. Food play. Today, self-control on the line.
I shove the table aside. Open the window wide. Curtains pulled back. Drag two dining chairs to the window, cushions on seats, fifty centimeters apart. Strip naked. Sit on one. Cock already twitching. She emerges, wet hair dripping, skin glistening. Smiles at my nudity. Thinks new position. Poor girl.
The Fever
Straddles my thighs. Arms around me. Kisses deep, tongues battling. Hands roam my back. Neck nibbles. Kneels. Lips trail chest, belly. Spreads my knees. Tongue flicks my shaft. Laps balls to tip. Hard as steel, pulse throbbing. She strokes slow, eyes locked. Peels back foreskin. Teases with lips. Then deep throat. Groan escapes. Suction tight. Cheeks hollow. Faster. I stop her hand. Too close.
Tongue swirls head. Calms me. Then engulfs again. Fight the urge. Pull out just in time. She looks confused, ready to swallow my load. Hand her my white V-neck tee. Nipples poke through. Areolas visible. Perfect. Guide her to chairs. ‘Kneel one knee each. Lean forward.’ Window frames her upper body outside. Tits dangling. Legs spread wide. Ass exposed. Pussy lips parted. Finger dips in. Wet already.
The Blaze
Stroke her back. Face. Thumb on lips. She pushes away, cheeks flushing. Knows she’s on display. Silent torment ahead. Oil hands slick. Massage cheeks, thighs, calves. Tease inner lips, anus. Oil drips down crack. Thumb circles clit to asshole. She jolts. Rocks back. Humps my thumb. Breathing deepens. Freezes. Silent orgasm. Thumb rotates clit, pinky breaches anus. She bolts upright. ‘Too much! Can’t stay quiet.’ I scold. Smack ass. Back in position.
Sit below. Spread lips. Tongue strikes clit. She inhales sharp. Squirms. Sucks her nub. One minute in, she’s trembling. Toes curl. Blow cool air. Crush tongue down. Muffled moans. Bites hand. Pushes head away as orgasm hits. Eyes plead. ‘Punishment time.’