For Him

It was something we talked about....his desire. But, when it came time to fulfill that fantasy it was unexpected. I arrived home from work late one evening. We had both eaten on the run, so I was looking forward to a nice bath, a good book and an early bedtime. I kicked off my shoes at the door and headed upstairs leaving a trail of clothes as I went.

When I entered the bedroom, I noted my silk robe lying on the bed. Resting on top of the robe was a note folded neatly with my name printed across the top...I guess he didn't want me to think it was for someone else? "Get cleaned up, put on the robe and meet me downstairs for some fun." I didn't know what he was up to, but the notion excited me. I instantly warmed to the thought of an evening of pleasure, so I made short work of my preparations and headed down to enjoy the evening he planned.

The living room floor had been cleared and in the center of the room was a pile of pillows situated on the end of a new sheepskin rug. I had always wanted one of those. The lights were low and there were candles in various corners of the room. He walked over to me and drew me close for a deep sensuous kiss. This was turning out to be a great evening! He undid my robe and slipped it off of me while leading me to the place he had prepared.

I stretched out across the rug, enjoying the soft sensation as it caressed my back. I felt a little odd lying naked at his feet but I was beginning to understand what he had in mind. His next words confirmed what I suspected, "I want you to let me watch you touch yourself and I want to see your face as you orgasm." He knelt next to me and leaned in. "Close your eyes," he whispered, as he kissed them closed. "I will direct."

I took a deep breath and pressed my head against the pillow arching my back slightly. I relaxed, determined to enjoy the experience even though this was something new and a little disconcerting. I rarely displayed my naked form, since I was uncomfortable with my appearance. I wanted to please him, however, and he had gotten me to agree to this. "All right," I managed.

I felt his hand run the length of my body.... down and then up...then again. His hand caressed my nipples as he passed by them the third time. "Show me what you like. Play with these," he ordered softly. My hands sought my breasts cupping them completely. I ran my fingers around the nipples and down to the bottom of my breasts. I paused and then circled my nipples again. They began to harden. I continued to touch around them until I could feel the pull of flesh, as they stood erect. I wondered...was he watching? Enjoying? I did not open my eyes. I decided to go with it, and so gave myself to the experience. I grasped each nipple and tugged slightly pulling them upward and then releasing. I did this over and over again varying the amount of pressure I applied and the direction I pulled. In between, I would flick them or rub my palms across them.

This went on for sometime; until I thought I would have to stop to catch my breath.

His hands grasped mine and I felt something hard pressed into the palm of my right hand. I grasped it as he turned it on...a vibrator. "Use this...here," he said, as he guided it to my clit. I obeyed...as my body shook with the beginning of an orgasm. It came quickly...the tension spreading across my pelvis and down my legs. I felt the gush of fluid as the tension crested from the sensation of the vibrator. As I finished, I pulled up and opened my eyes. "No you don't...we are just getting started," he said, as he reached down and closed my eyes. He guided the vibrator back into place and I allowed him to instruct me on what he wanted.

He reached down and spread my legs wide. What must this look like to him? He took my hand and guided the vibrator over the whole of my pussy, pressing it firmly in certain spots. I wanted to remove my hand and enjoy his ministrations, but he grabbed it and placed it back, "like this...let me see you." His hand pulled away and sought my nipples where they began mimicking my earlier efforts there.

It was not long before the next orgasm began to build; already it was beyond the previous orgasm and yet was still climbing. I threw my head back and held myself taught against the vibrator....not moving, lest I loose the momentum. He grabbed both nipples and pinched....sending me over the edge. I let a long deep moan escape my throat as my entire body tensed. I no longer cared what I looked like...I only cared about the incredible sensation I was experiencing. I struggled to catch my breath as the tension ebbed slightly allowing reason to reenter my consciousness. I rested my head turned against the pillow and began to relax in the after glow.

"Not yet...you don't," he stated simply.

"I can't take another," I murmured.

He made no reply other than to place my hand with the vibrator back where it had been. I could tell he was now kneeling between my legs...enjoying the view no doubt. I blushed with embarrassment over the thought. The thought did not hold, however, as my body began the slow climb to yet another orgasm. His hands found their way to my lips...gently spreading them apart...this new sensation was almost more than I could bear...I moaned deeply (was that me?) as he guided two fingers into me. He plunged them deeply and then slowly withdrew to the edge...paused and then repeated.

I was now completely lost in the mounting orgasm....I cried out with each motion of his hands. I tried to catch my breath but panted for air instead. I tried to move away from his hand but he had me firmly in place... his second hand holding the vibrator pressed against me.. I could not fight...I was helpless as the explosion tore through my body.

It was some time before I could regain my thoughts. I opened my eyes and saw him still kneeling between my legs. He grinned at me, "That was great...did you like it?" I nodded my appreciation as I was still out of breath. "What about you?" I asked, when I was finally able to speak. "That's what the pillows are for...a long slow ride that you are clearly ready for," he said turning me over and placing them under me. His hand pressed against my opening, feeling the wetness there.

I could hear him unzip his pants... and then I felt the harness of him pressed against my opening. I pushed back against him...wanting to feel the fullness of him but he pulled back. Whack. His hand came down across my butt. This was unexpected, and the sharp intake of my breath gave evidence of my surprise. Whack. Again his hand came down. This new sensation instantly raised my level of excitement. Could I possibly handle another orgasm? He slid his cock into me and paused. Whack. Then pulled out. This was driving me wild. He continued to thrust into me with periodic slaps to my ass. My orgasm began to mount yet again. He took his time, pausing to slow his own orgasm. I relaxed and enjoyed the sensation for as long as it would last.

His enjoyment was obvious as I felt him harden still more. He grasped my hips and pulled me against him...burying himself into me deeply. The intensity was increasing with the urgency. I began to match his motions with my own. He reached around and slid his finger against my clit. I exploded into another orgasm...tightening around his cock as it found its way deeply inside me. The tensing of my body brought him to orgasm and we finished together...collapsing into a heap as the tension began to ease.

"Tomorrow...it's my turn to make one come true," I said. He nodded agreement. I could not wait.