The Mistress 1

He sat in his kitchen, and tried not to freak out. He made himself coffee after coffee and then realised that was probably not helping his agitation. So he poured himself a whiskey. He didn't give a fuck if it was only 10 am. He needed to calm down. Should he go to her house? But what if her parents opened the door? What the fuck would he say to them? Hi, I need to fuck your daughter but she won't return my calls. ...

He put his head in his hands and took a few deep breaths. Calm down. Maybe she's still sleeping.

Two drinks later, he had rung her five more times to no avail and he was losing his mind. He needed to see her. He started walking around the house aimlessly, half-cleaning, but mostly just keeping himself busy.

He was calling her again when he heard the knock.... He ran down the passage. He knew it was her.

He threw open the door and there she was, looking irresistible in bum shorts and a snug top. He moved to touch her, pull her to him and kiss her, but she held up her hand.....

"No. Not until I say."

He stalled. Huh? And then he saw the glint in her eyes. His cock was hardening quickly and his heart was beating like crazy....

"Go to your room. I want to fuck you in the bed you share with your wife."

He couldn't help but smile a crooked smile. He was enjoying this game.... He knew at once that she had taken the dominant role away from him. He had never let anyone take control of him like that before and the prospect of this new dynamic excited him. Also, he could see from how her chest was rising that she was nervous and excited too.

"Yes, Mistress," he said.

He turned and went to his bedroom, listening to her close the door behind her and follow him....

He waited for her in the master bedroom. She came in and looked around. She saw her crumpled panties on the pillow.

"I wanted to smell you while I slept."

She looked at him. He could see the lust in her eyes....

"Shut up and take off your clothes. Slowly."

His cock twitched. This was turning him on a lot. Being told what to do was new. And fucking hot.

He started unbuttoning his shirt, watching her watching him. She sat down in a chair in the corner of the room and spread her tonned legs.

"Slower," she said hoarsely.

His fingers slowed down as he opened his shirt, one button at a time, gradually revealing his chest and then his stomach. As he undid the final button, her hand slipped under her shorts....

"Take off your shirt."

He let his shirt slide off his shoulders and onto the floor. His cock was straining in his trousers, but he also felt vulnerable. It was a strange feeling. It was very new....

"Turn around."

He turned and waited. He could hear her breathing.

"Take off your trousers. Nice and slow."

With his back to her, he unbuckled his belt, opened his trousers and began to slide them down. He could hear the wet sound of her pussy as she fingered herself. He heard her moan. This was amazing.

His stepped out of his trousers and waited.....

After a while she said: "lwe, wakamirirei ipapa? What tue fuck are you waiting for? Take off your boxers."

He smiled, his face hidden from her, and he slowly inched his boxers down his hips, the waistband traveling down his ass, his erection being pressed down until it sprang free.... He bent over to continue taking them off.

She groaned behind him. He could hear her pumping her finger into her pussy.

Almost in a whisper, she said: "Take off your socks while you're down there."

He felt exposed as he took off his socks. He had never been in this position before. He realised that he was a little scared. It was so unfamiliar.

Once his socks were off, she said: "Face me. I want to see all of you."

He straightened up and turned.

Her shorts were open and she was stroking her dripping pussy, dipping a finger in and out almost lazily as her eyes travelled all over his naked body. She devoured him with her gaze: his flexing chest, his taut stomach and the alluring trail of fine hairs that lead down to the most gorgeous cock. It was hard and massive and staring right at her. She flicked her clit as she watched his proud cock bounce in front of her. She didn't want to cum yet, but she was close. She eyed his legs, muscular and beautifully shaped.

Finally she looked up at his face. His eyes took her breath away. He was looking at her in a way she had never seen before.....She saw a deep yearning and hunger as well as fear and excitement....It was the most intoxicating expression and she had to fight to not jump him and beg for his cock....

"You're so fucking beautiful, Tonde."

She saw that no one had ever spoken to him like this before. She saw emotion in his face as well as arousal. She smiled. She stood up.

"I'm going to touch you now, but you can't touch me. Understood?"

He nodded, his dark eyes ablaze with unfathomable emotions.

She moved to him and with the glistening fingers that had been in her pussy, she began to trail around his chest, traveling around his muscles, brushing past his erect nipples, leaving a trail of wetness.... She pushed into his skin harder, feeling how soft and tough he was at the same time. She stepped closer and kissed his skin, feeling how hot he was, feeling his heartbeat on her lips. She kissed down his stomach, crouching down in front of him until she was face to face with his beautiful and proud cock. She kissed the tip of it and it jumped in response. She heard him moan softly. She could tell he was fighting hard to keep still.

She let her hands roam over his powerful legs, caressing the back of his thighs and his sexy buttocks. She let a finger run along the crease and he clenched. She looked up at him.

"Tonderai, be good and let me do what I want. Relax."

He looked down at her, part of him wanting to grip that back of her head and ram his cock down her throat, the other part of him completely and willingly at her mercy. He relaxed and he felt her finger travel further in between in ass cheeks, stroking past his asshole. She rubbed the wrinkled skin gently as she kissed the head of his cock again. Their eyes locked as she opened her mouth and swallowed his bulbous cock head.

The hot wetness of her mouth encouraged him to open up and her finger was able to dip into his sphincter. She licked up and down his shaft, kissing the veins, nuzzling her face into his pubic hair. She sat back on her heels as her finger went deeper into his asshole, and she watched him as he began enjoy it. She smiled up at him and then put his cock back in her mouth, her free hand gripping his ass.

She tightened her lips around his shaft and began to bob her head, taking more of him into her hot mouth with every stroke. Her finger was plunging into his ass now and he was groaning, his entire body alight with ZESA.....

He could feel her moaning onto his cock as she took him into her mouth, gagging every time the head hit the back of her throat. As her finger sped up, so did her mouth. He was shaking, his skin was on fire and he could feel an orgasm building. But this orgasm wasn't like anything he had ever experienced before. It felt like it was coming from somewhere else in his body, not just from his balls.....

"Mhai, mhaii," he repeated, unable to help himself.....