Now and Then

I held my hand there, still, not moving, our only contact points the palm of my hand on her lower back, and my two fingers inside her, just to maybe the first knuckle. Sarah waited, not long, and wiggled her hips a little, trying for more, and pressed back, and I moved my hand back in time with her hips, so my fingers stayed where they were in her wet little slit. Sarah moaned, and moved forward, and back, and whimpered, and tried again to press back, to push my fingers into her, and again I moved my hand with her body, and Sarah moaned again, louder, and tried to raise up, and I had to press more firmly on her lower back to keep her down, her hard little nipples dragging on the cool wood of the table, gripping the edge hard with her hands, and again she moved back against my hand, and I let my fingers slip just a little more into her cunny, before pulling them out again, and I could feel the slicktight scalloped walls of her cunt gripping on my fingers, and Sarah couldn't help rocking her hips forward and back, making helpless little needy noises.

I pulled my fingers from her then, and ran them up and down her inner thigh, sliding easily, slickly on her smooth soft skin, and I walked around to her head, and kissed her mouth, and said you're all wet little slut, and Sarah moaned, and I put my fingers in her mouth, wet and slick from her cunt, and Sarah sucked and licked them, and moaned around my fingers as I pushed them deeper into her mouth, until I pulled them out, cool in the air, and fitted my hand around the back of her head, level with my waist where she still rested on her elbows, her legs still spread, her ass in the air, and put my cock to her lips, and she opened her mouth and I gave a groan and slid my cock forever deeply into her wet open mouth and felt her throat work to take me, and I pushed my hips forward and pulled on the back of her head, and felt Sarah hollow her cheeks, and I felt her choke a little, and I let go of her head, and Sarah stayed on her elbows and moved her head a little to the side, and took me as deep as she could, and I stood and felt gooseflesh break out on my arms and my belly contracted as she moved her mouth up and down my shaft, her head bobbing, making little wet sucking sounds, and moans, and rocking her hips. I pulled my cock slowly from her mouth when I thought I couldn't take much more without coming, and I told her don't move kitten, and I walked back around the table.

Sarah wanted to look back, but didn't; trying to be a good girl, and she stayed where she was, with her hands gripping the table edge, and I could see her thighs trembling a little and her whole body seemed to thrum with tension. I stopped behind her where she could not see me and stood, not touching her until she began moving her hips a little with frustration, but not looking back; she knew I was trying to catch her at that, and I relented and placed my right hand on the inside of her left thigh, high up, and cupped the soft flesh there, and squeezed a little, and stroked her up and down the inside of her thigh, and Sarah tried to push her hips down to make my touch her cunny, but I kept my hand on her inner thigh, and then the other inner thigh, her right leg, with my left hand, and stroked her with my fingertips all up the inside of her thighs from her knee to the standing tendon at the junction of her slender legs.

I took my hand from her skin for just a moment before very softly cupping her sopping little cunny in my right hand; my fingers together, just holding my hand there, and Sarah immediately moaned, and tried to push down, and I moved my hand away until she stilled, and put it back then, cupping, holding, a little pressure but no more than that, and Sarah tried again to press down, and she knew what I wanted but couldn't help herself, and pressed down again, needing friction, needing my fingers, my tongue, my cock inside her, something, and again I took my hand away until she was still, and she gathered her willpower and held motionless, and I cupped her bare little cunny again, and this time she stayed still, and I held her there for an unfair time and she was very good, and with my hand cupping her cunt, and her juices leaking into my palm, I pressed her piping little clit with my two middle fingers and rolled it a little, and Sarah's whole body tensed, and quivered, and it took all of her strength not to move.

I rolled, and stroked her like that, strumming her center, my fingers wet and slick, and as I moved her clit around in a little circle, I slowly sank my thumb into her pussy and left it there, and I could feel her cunt spasm a little, and the slick sweet softness of her. I asked her if she wanted me to fuck her, and she nodded her head, and I asked her if she'll do anything I say, and she nodded her head again, and she said please, please make me do it baby, please make me. I want you to make me. I rolled her clit harder for just a moment, which made her gasp and squirm, her mouth open, then I took my hand away, my thumb slipping slickly from her pussy and couldn't help stroking the pad of my thumb over her little ass hole, which made her jump, and pushing my thumb just a little way into her ass, she was so exposed, so quivery, I couldn't help it, which made her moan. I might fuck your ass I said, I might come in your ass Sarah, I said quietly, I want to slide my cock into your ass, and I stroked her little bud again when I said that, and I said I want it to hurt you, and Sarah gave a little sound like a little whimper or cry, and maybe whispered something, but I didn't hear what she said.

I put my arm under around her waist then, and pulled her from the table, and set her on her feet, and I turned her and I leaned back against the table, and pulled Sarah into me, between my legs, and she came to me and I put her arms around my neck, and dragged my fingers, just the nails, just lightly, up her ribs from her hips, and it made her shiver and I ran my fingers down her ribs again, and pulled her into my by her hips, and she wrapped her arms around my neck and I only had to turn my head a little, and she fit her mouth to mine, and kissed me. It was a slow, trembly kiss, and she breathed into my mouth, and there was a lot of hunger in that kiss, and it made me kiss her harder, bending her back a little, and she felt small and strong and light in my arms, and my arm around her lower back pulled her harder into me, and her bare mound pressed to the rough fabric of my jeans and it made her pull back a little, so of course I pulled her harder into me and made sure her mound was pressed fully against me, and when her hips rocked against me and I pressed back into her she could feel my cock through my jeans and it was that or the rough contact that made her gasp, her mouth still open and her tongue in my mouth, and mine in hers, and the kiss stayed slow, but hard, and we demanded a lot from each other in that kiss.

I pulled her arms from around my neck, and pushed her hands behind her back, and gathered her wrists in my right hand, and took one taut breast in my left hand, and cupped it, and found her hard little nipple while I kissed her, and lowered my head, and took it in my mouth, and sucked it, licked and teased and took it between my teeth, and tugged and sucked hard and let it pull free. I ran my hand up into her hair then, and filled my hand with her dark hair, and pulled her head back, and bent it to the side, and that exposed the long line of her neck and I slid my teeth along her neck from just below her ear, down to her sensitive spot where her neck meets her shoulder, and I sank my teeth there harder, felt her muscle quiver, and I knew that her mouth was open. I licked my own saliva from her skin then, and kissed the mark I'd left on her, and licked up her neck back to her ear, and let go of her hair, and let go of her wrists, and Sarah put her arms back around my neck, she likes that, and I pulled her into me so her whole body was pressed to me, and she tried to press harder into me along her whole length, and I ran my hands up and down her back, and over her ass, over her hips, and I did that for a long while, until Sarah was almost in a trance, but moving against me softly. I like to hold Sarah like that, when she is naked and I am dressed. I don't know why. And Sarah likes it too.

I pushed her away from me a little, so she was standing in front of me, and I was still leaning against the table. I held her there for a moment, with my hands on her upper arms, then let my hands drop. Sarah started to move towards me then, and I stopped her with my hands on her arms, and she stopped, and looked a little shy, and a little like she didn't know what to do with her hands and that made me smile. And I looked at her, my needy, quivery little kitten, and I asked her if she wanted me to touch her, and she nodded, and I said put your fingers in your pussy baby, very quietly, and she hesitated for a moment, and I said it again, and Sarah looked down, and I put my fingers under her chin, and kept them there, and made her look at me, and I said again put your fingers in your pussy Sarah, and she put her hand down, and she hesitated, but then I saw her lips part a little, and she blinked slowly as she sank the middle fingers of her left hand into her pussy.

I told her to look at me, and I told her to rub her clit, and she looked at me, and her knees buckled a little as her slick, questing little fingers passed over her clit and she stroked it, and pressed it, and her hips rocked towards me. Harder, I said, and she gave the little moan she gives when I make her stroke her clit hard, like I like to, and she breathed in and in, quickly, two breaths, and I asked her if she was all wet, and she nodded, her eyes locked on mine, and big, and I said to show me, and she showed me her fingers, and they were all wet and shiny, and I leaned forward and kissed her wet fingers, and took her wrist in my hand, and guided her back to her pussy, and she slipped her fingers into her quivery little slit again, and I kept my hand there and slid just my middle finger into her cunt and our fingers moved together, and slipped and slid against each other and in and out of her pussy, which was drenched and slick, and that made Sarah moan, and when I dragged my finger over her clit, she gasped and moaned again, and her hips bucked forward a little. I leaned forward, my finger still on her clit, and her fingers moving around mine, slipping in and out of her cunny, and I whispered in her ear you're a dirty little girl, you're all wet, and your cunt is all slippery, and all you want is for me to fuck you, isn't it? And Sarah nodded, and I whispered you're my slutty little girl, and you want to come so bad, don't you? And Sarah nodded, and I whispered to her for a little while longer, scolding her gently, with my fingers in her pussy, stroking her clit a little, telling her what a little slut she was, and what a dirty sweet baby girl she was, and how I was going to fuck her and that I wanted to fuck her and that I wanted to hurt her, and that I wanted to come in her mouth, and that I wanted to come in her tight little cunt, and Sarah nodded, and kept nodding, saying yes to everything.

I like to have my fingers in Sarah. I like to watch her face, and I did that for a long time, I held my finger still, but pressing on her clit, and Sarah would try to grind her hips a little to make more pressure, and I'd flick my finger up, lightly, or hard, quickly, or slow, and make her move and make her pant and make little sounds, which I like too.

I pulled my fingers away, and Sarah moaned, and I could tell she was getting a little frantic, I'd kept her at this pitch for a long time now, and I put my wet fingers in her mouth, and she sucked them and sucked on them, pulling, and it made me think of her mouth on my cock, drawing, and sucking, and licking, and she kept her fingers in her pussy, moving and stroking, and I sat back, left her standing in front of me and I leaned forward enough to kiss and suck each hard little nipple, but then watched her face and watched her strum her little clit, her fingers so wet they were making little squishy noises, which made her blush, and her thighs were starting to tremble. I folded my arms, and watched her face, and I knew she wanted to ask, and I knew that she knew what I would say if she did.

Now. I think about Sarah standing in front of me, helplessly touching herself, trembling with need, and I smile, and kiss her shoulder, and the back of her neck, and I draw my palm down her ribs, and over the gentle swell of her hip, and over her ass, under her panties, and she parts her thighs a little to let my hand in, and I very softly part the lips of her bare little cunny, and slip my two middle fingers into her, just gently, and Sarah makes a little sighing sound, and I feel her move her legs, her bottom leg almost straight, her ass pressed out, and the top leg bent sharply, knee pulled up, so her pussy is tight on my fingers, and I think how that will feel, and my cock jerks, and Sarah feels it because all of her fingertips are still on me, and I feel her foot touch mine, and I look down and the sight of her pretty little bare foot pressed to the leather of my dress shoe is somehow crushingly erotic.

Then. She finally did ask. She had to, or come that way, standing in front of me, her fingers in her cunt moving more slowly, and more lightly as she got closer to coming, until she was barely touching her clit, and had to jerk her fingers away because she was so close to coming, so close to tipping over the edge. So finally she had to ask if she could come, she said I'm so close baby, I need to come, or I need to stop, or please, just please, I want to come, can I? Can I baby, come? Please can I? And her voice was quiet, and a little shaky, and trembly, and she kept having to jerk her fingers away from her clit.

I shook my head, and her eyes filled, and she made a little sob sound. I took her wrist in my hand, and pulled her fingers away, and she didn't resist, and I held her wrists in my hands, and leaned forward and kissed her throat, and I could feel her pulse hammering there, fast. I turned us, so Sarah was leaning against the table, and I knelt down, and Sarah gasped before I even touched her, and her hips moved towards me helplessly, and I put her hands on my head, so she would know that she could, and she ran her fingers into my hair, and I could feel her nails, and I could feel how badly she wanted to pull my face into her, and I looked up at her and I said don't pull baby, and she was looking down at me, and nodded, and I put my hands on her hips, and I kissed her belly, and I kissed a little trail down below her belly button, and I put a hand behind one knee, and hoisted one slim leg up over my shoulder, and kissed the inside of her thigh, lingeringly, and Sarah had to put one hand on the edge of the table to steady herself, and kept one hand in my hair, and cocked her leg open, her calf across my shoulders and she couldn't help pulling on my head a little, she was so trembly, I could feel her shaking, and I opened my mouth, and put my mouth on her center, and dragged my tongue up her slit, and when the tip of my tongue curled over her clit, Sarah cried out and her hips jerked forward, and she convulsed, all the muscles in her thighs tensing, and her arm going around my head, and I licked her again, a little harder, the tip of my tongue flicking her clit again at the top of the stroke and Sarah cried out again, and she was trembling almost continually now, and I kept my tongue on her clit, and swirled it there, and with my free hand, my other hand was still around her thigh, which was still over my shoulder, I slid two fingers into her drenched and soaking little cunny, and curled my fingers towards me, pulling along the front of her pussy, as deeply as I could reach, and I felt her pussy spasm around my fingers, and her belly cramp, and I swirled my tongue harder in a pattern over and around her clit, licking and pressing and slid my fingers in and out of her pussy, hard, but not quickly, and Sarah was gasping, and I felt her nails in my hair, and she was pulling my face between her thighs as hard as she could, and her leg around my shoulders was pulling me into her too, and I pushed my fingers in deeply, and pressed the smooth front wall of her pussy with the pads of my fingers, and kept the smooth, firm swirl of my tongue just on the sensitive tip of her clit, the quivering center of her, and Sarah came.

I knew, because she froze, just for a moment, her breathing stopped, and her trembling increased, and I felt her energy gather, and it all came to a delicious overload, and she gave a breathless, wordless cry, and I felt her hips jerking, and her body alive and moving and sweet under my hands and mouth and she pressed my face to her and gave in to the shocks of pleasure racing through her and I kept my tongue working a tiny circle over her clit, until she gave a cry and gathered my hair in her hand, and pulled my head away.

Now. I feel Sarah's hips moving a little as I gently stroke my fingers in and out of her pussy, wetting her, slipping over her clit a little. Her eyes are still closed, and she's drifty and dreamy. I smile when I think about how hard she came last night. I thought she was going to pass out. My hips are still moving too, and her fingertips are all slickery now with the fluid leaking from my cock, and it feels good to do this, just moving a little, she's pressing with her fingers on my cock, catching under the head, under the ridge if I pull back far enough, and I taste her skin again, and she's soft and sweet, and I kiss her shoulder again, and she says shhhh, baby, and I know what she means.

Then. Sarah came so hard she almost passed out. Her leg holding her up buckled, and I had to catch her.

I let her leg over my shoulder slide off, and I stood up and slipped an arm under her shoulders, and another behind her knees, and stood, scooping her up, and her arms went around my neck. I kissed her, and she opened her mouth to me, and her body was still trembling and spasming a little, and her breathing was fast and shallow, and I carried her over towards the bed, and sat down with her still in my arms on a low padded bench that ran the length of the foot of the bed, and was pressed up against it. It had a name, Sarah told me what it was, but I couldn't remember.

I sat in the middle, and cradled her shoulders with my left arm, and let her feet rest on the bench, and kissed her some more, and slid my right hand up her thigh and slid two fingers into her pussy, sinking them easily into her slippery little cunt quickly and Sarah gasped into my mouth. I let her adjust to that for a moment, moving gently, then dragged them over her clit, and she was a little too sensitive still, because she jumped, and took my wrist in her hand and stopped me, pulling my fingers away from her clit. I freed my hand from hers, and slid my two middle fingers back into her pussy, this time with my palm up, and put the pad of my thumb on her clit, and pressed a little, and stroked, and Sarah jumped again, and pulled my hand away, and with a breathless little laugh, she kissed me, and said I'm still too sensitive baby, wait a second. Too sensitive baby? I asked, and laughed a little, and Sarah laughed too, and I said poor kitten, I can help you with that, and I kissed her, and put one arm under her thighs, and with my arm under her shoulders too, flipped her over so she was face down over my lap, with her knees and her elbows on the bench, and her ass poking up a little over my lap, and I gathered her hair in my left hand, and pulled up, so I could watch her face, and slid my right hand up her thigh again, but the back of her thigh now, and slid my fingers into her pussy and wet them, and then found her clit, and pressed it a little, and stroked it with two fingers and slipped my thumb into her pussy, and Sarah clamped her thighs on my hand, and squirmed and writhed on my lap, and I watched her face, and soon she was pumping her hips, and panting, and I could feel her tummy tightening on my thigh, and I rubbed her tender little clit hard and rhythmically, harder than she likes, not letting her pace it, driving her on, she was breathing hard and squeezing her eyes shut, and I didn't let up, circling and stroking, and slipping my fingers over and around and over her clit, bearing down, circling, and we could hear my fingers moving in her cunny even over the sound of her breaths and cries, and I saw goosebumps on her arms and back and thighs, and then Sarah was coming again, I felt her pussy contract on my thumb, and she squeezed her thighs hard together, and her hips made sharp little jerks in time with her quiet little cries, and I saw a tear slip from her eye and roll down her cheek, and I didn't stop my fingers until I felt her body relax and she took a deep shaky breath.