The attendant girl
I felt Nadia's hands on my body, roughly pulling at me and dragging me down the bed until I was lying in the middle, so far down that I couldn't stretch my legs out and had to raise my knees. She leaned over and kissed me full on the mouth, her tongue invading me lasciviously, a startling, intimate gesture from someone I had only ever known, until this perverse evening, as a good, but platonic friend. Somehow, this seemed more difficult than any of the routine blow jobs I gave when required, to the pizza man, or to the man in the park, or to whomever. They were anonymous, perfunctory affairs, where the recipient's pleasure and my own were completely unconnected; but with Nadia, a woman I had known and respected and liked for many years, there was a shocking immediacy to what was happening; somehow it seemed inappropriate, even improper. But worse was to come, I knew.
Nadia knelt beside me with her knees beside my head, and my cheek grazed against her hot, excited thigh. Planting her hands on my stomach to steady herself, she swung her left leg over and sat astride me, facing towards the bottom of the bed so that I was staring at her backside. She was resting lightly on my chest, exerting no pressure on me, and I stared at her body, marvelling at the sight of her gorgeous arse. She slid back in the bed, hovering over me, her thighs either side of my head and her pussy inches away from my mouth. I could smell her, smell the hot, musky essence of her excitement, and my privileged view of her intimate parts left me mesmerised. I couldn't take my eyes from her, committing to memory every perfect detail of her body; the nuances, the velvet complexity of her dark folds, parting slightly, giving way to the stunningly pink entrance within; the numinous valley, shadowy and pungent, leading upwards to her arse, to the puckered hole, the centre. I lay beneath her and implored her to descend.
And she did. She lowered her body onto my face, her pussy locking hard on to my mouth, the hairs tickling around my cheek and nose, the cheeks of her arse settling over me, cocooning me, covering me in darkness. I stretched my tongue out and dragged it tentatively over her labia, hanging heavy and low; they were beatiful, full lips which demanded to be sucked, and I sucked the left one, drawing it gently into my mouth, dragging my teeth tenderly across it. I slid my tongue upwards, pressing it between her lips into her wet pussy, feeling her sticky juices coat the surface, tasting the scent of her desire. Nadia pressed down, forcing herself onto me, pushing my tongue deeper inside her. I lapped voraciously, swallowing her juices, ensuring my rasping tongue brought maximum stimulation to my demanding Mistress.
Nadia adjusted her position, sitting further forward, forcing my tongue up her slit, towards her clitoris. I stretched towards it and circled my tongue delicately round and round, finding the hood which shielded it from harm and stroking over and across it, over and across, over and across. By flicking my tongue downwards I could gain access to her clitoris itself and with the most gentle of caresses I slid the very tip of my tongue onto it. Nadia squirmed above me and pressed down hard once more, squashing me, suffocating me with the weight of her body. I drew her clit into my mouth and began to suck, immediately being rewarded by the satisfied groans of my Mistress.
I felt my Master swing his leg across me and he, too, sat astride me, facing towards Nadia. They embraced and I could hear them kissing noisily. Nadia took my hand and pulled it upwards; I allowed her to lead me and I felt, open-palmed, until I found my Master's cock, hard and erect. Taking it in my grasp, I squeezed it hard, pressing down with my fingers and pushing upwards at the base with my thumb. My Master sighed and I began to stroke up and down his length, running my fingers over his sensitive glans then sliding down his shaft, building a rhythm, feeling the pulsing heat of his excitement.
I was incredibly hot, encased as I was in Nadia's trembling body, and it was difficult to breathe. Every now and then she would shift slightly as she caressed and embraced my Master, and I had to learn to take advantage of those flashes to suck in a mouthful of air. The rest of the time she pressed relentlessly on top of me, grinding her pussy against my face, forcing me to suck on her engorged clitoris. She was soaking wet, and I had to continuously swallow her musky, sensuous juices. My nose was pressed hard against her, sliding between her lips, the intensity of the aromas which assailed me overpowering and overwhelming. I sucked and sucked, my tongue straining and stretching, its tender surface beginning to chafe and hurt with the continual contact. Nadia began to buck and shake above me, arcing her back and sliding her slit back and forward over my face.
Suddenly she grabbed my nipples and squeezed hard, causing me to start with the sudden shock of pain. She pushed hard on me, allowing her entire weight to rest on my jaw, forcing her clitoris into my mouth. I knew she was about to come and sucked hard. The pain from my nipples was excruciating, but I sucked on, not daring to stop, not daring to breath, feeling myself go dizzy with the combination of pain and lack of air. I stroked my tongue gingerly across the surface of her clit and that was enough to send Nadia over the edge. Her knees locked hard against me, pressing on my ears and she twisted my nipples savagely as she emitted a shriek of ecstacy. She was shaking and pulsing above me and all of a sudden a huge squirt of liquid flew into my mouth as she ejaculated noisily. No woman had ever done that to me before, and I swallowed it greedily, thrilled to have given my Mistress such satisfaction.
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