One Of A Kind

Sunny took my hand and led me into the bedroom. We stood at the foot of the bed as her fingers unbuttoned my shirt. As it hit the floor, her hands went to my belt buckle and soon my shirt joined it. I could feel Sunny's breath on my neck as she pulled me to her. "Could you undress me and I'll give you your present?"

I looked down at what she was wearing. It wasn't much. She had my work shirt on. It was unbuttoned and it was wide open. The front was being held open by the sides of her breasts. I could see her belly button and it looked like it was doing a little dance. Her stomach was twitching. My shirt hung down over her butt and was just touching her bottom. Her nipples were hard as diamonds. Why I hadn't noticed that before?

I reached for the bottom of my old shirt; I guess it was her shirt now. My fingers grazed the top of her thighs and I felt her shake. Her accompanying moan went straight between my legs. I kissed her as my hands rested just below her butt. As her tongue dueled with mine, I continued to lift my hands along her hips. Her skin under my fingers was as soft as a baby's.

As my fingers continued to travel up the tips rolled over the elastic holding up her thong. I broke our kiss and looked down were my hands were. The pink of the small band of elastic contrasted beautifully with the faint tan on her skin. "Have I told you pink is my favorite color?"

Her eyes were sparkling. "I thought blue was your favorite color?"

"That too."

Sunny smiled, "If you don't hurry we're going to fuck and you're not going to get your present."

"Can't we fuck and you can give me my present later?" I really wanted Sunny more now than even this morning.

I lifted my hands higher as Sunny moaned into my mouth again. My fingers caressed the sides of her breasts. She gave a small shrug with her shoulders as her shirt slipped off her shoulders and on to the floor.

I looked down at her naked body. I liked what I saw. I took both nipples in my fingers, squeezed, and rolled them.

Sunny gave a little moan, "If you don't stop that, baby, I'm going forget all about your present. Lay down on the bed."

I sat down and finished undressing as Sunny stood there hugging herself. Her breasts were being squeezed and rolled in her arms. I think it was an unconscious act like licking your lips or something. From my view, it was beautiful. I wanted to kiss every inch of her breasts

I lay back on the bed as she knelt at the foot. She said she had a present for me. I was getting the impression that it wasn't clothes. That was okay with me. Then again, she said she'd have to see if it fit. I knew my penis fit very well inside of her. I didn't know what she had planned but getting naked was a good start.

Sunny crawled up between my legs. I watched her as she moved up the bed. She swayed side to side as she moved. I remembered when I was little we had a cat. Well, actually it was my moms. It was great fun to wiggle your toes under the blanket. She would stalk every wiggle like your toes were lunch. Then she would pounce.

I looked down between my feet and saw a much larger, yellow-headed cat stalking me. This was going to be a lot more fun than my mother's old orange tabby.

Sunny wrapped a hand around my erection. "You just can't keep this thing down, can you?" Her voice was full of wonder, or was it lust? I decided it was lust. "I asked Alice, one time, what you guys did. She said it was easier to tell me what you didn't do."

Now it was my turn to wonder. What didn't we do? "So what did she say?"

Now Sunny seemed even more cat like. It was a very predatory smile as she continued to stoke me. Even through our little conversation, I'd remained hard. "There was this one little thing."

I was really enjoying this. "Little thing?" Was she trying to insult me or just teasing. "So what was it?" I was really starting to feel really good inside and out. I'd play her game.

Instead of saying anything, Sunny lowered head and took the tip of my cock in her mouth. For a moment, I stopped breathing.

I felt her tongue swirl around the tip. She had only an inch or so in her mouth but it felt very warm. Suddenly she bobbed her head as she sank her mouth down around my cock. I suddenly inhaled as I realized she had just stuffed almost six inches in her mouth without any problem. "Dear God," I moaned. I really had to remember how to breath, and soon.

Sunny lifted her head and her mouth came off my member with a soft pop. As she did, warm saliva that she had stored in her mouth ran down my cock. I could feel the wetness dripping onto my balls. Her eyes met mine and she smiled at me. "Like?"

What was not to like. "Sunny you almost killed me. Where did you learn to do that?" Not only was I hard as a rock but also my cock was standing tall, away from my body. That was something I hadn't done in years; not even when Alice was here the last time.

"That?" Her innocent look destroyed me. Her free hand was stroking me from the tip of penis all the way to the base. All of the salvia she had deposited on me, she was spread the whole length. "That's nothing Fantasyman. Feel free to cum anytime you want."

I watched as she looked down at her hand stroking me. She was taking deep breaths and looked at me, still smiling. "This won't hurt you a bit."

Sunny lowered her head again. This time her mouth closed over me again. This time without touching me. Her hands were behind her back. With her shoulders back again there wasn't any sag to her breasts as they hung over me. Her breasts were even tighter against her chest. Her nipples strained and protruded even farther from her chest. It was a very interesting sight.

I watched as my girlfriend slowly lowered her face over my crotch, as she slid her lips down over my length. I could hear her breathing through her nose as she forced air into her body. She had sealed her lips tight over my penis. Down she went, her head dropping a fraction of an inch at a time.

I knew what Alice and I hadn't done. My ex hadn't teased and tortured me with oral sex. On the contrary, she was very good and enjoyed going down on me. As Sunny said, there was this one little thing that she could never do, as hard as she tried. I was tempted to put my hands on the top of Sunnys head until she gagged as Alice had done in the past.

Alice wanted to take every inch but wasn't able too. She even told me once to grab her head and just jerk her head up and down on myself like some sex toy to get off. That didn't work either and she ended up vomiting all over her bed that night. Now, I was going crazy with lust but I wasn't that crazy anymore. That wasn't going to happen again. I kept a tight grip on the sheets.

Suddenly Sunny stopped at the same spot she was before. The last couple of inches of flesh were still visible as she struggled to inhale through her nose. She tilted her head and looked at me.

I was going to say something but I damn near had a heart attack. Sunny lifted up then pressed her head down again, as her breathing increased. The pleasure I was feeling was beyond anything I'd ever felt. I watched as another fraction of an inch disappeared.

Sunny's breathing became labored as she stopped again. She tilted her head a little and pushed deeper onto my cock. Oh shit, I thought.

This time she was quicker as her head dropped all the way down to the base of my penis. Somewhere between oh and shit Sunny had stopped breathing. Her nose was pressed against my pubic bone. I could feel my pubic hair rustling as her nose brushed against my pubic hair. She tried to exhale through her nose but all that came out was a moan through her lips. Her moaning vibrated down the whole length of my penis and was driving me up the wall. I could feel her tongue wrapping itself around me. I also started to feel the first tingles of an orgasm.

Alice was the best at oral sex I had ever known. She could bob up and down perfectly and she sucked so hard I thought she was going to turn me inside out. As good as she was, Sunny was light years ahead of anyone I'd known.

Suddenly Sunny pulled her head off my cock. She gave a deep gasp as she struggled to breathe again. Before I could say anything, she dove back down on me. This time there was no hesitation. There was nothing to slow her down as she swallowed me to the root. As soon as she could get no further she started to quickly pull her head up a few inches then slam her nose back into my crotch. She moved her hands from behind her back to my hips. She held on tight, as that wonderful feeling got stronger between my legs.

Sunny's head was a blur as her blond head bobbed furiously on my cock. I knew she would have come up for air again, very soon. However, it would be too late. I was going to start cumming long before then. Just as I wondered where all of this cum was going to come from. My girlfriend started to suck it out of me.

I saw stars behind my eyelids. "Jesus here I come!"

Sunny realized what was happening before I had the chance to say anything. She buried her face against my pubic hair and moaned against my prick as I felt my sperm shooting up my shaft. The muscles in her throat combined with the vibration massaged my cock as jets of cum slid down her throat into her stomach. She literally sucked my orgasm out of me. It was almost as if I could feel every little sperm being released from my cock directly into her stomach. My heart started beating wildly as she continued to suck. The effect of her mouth and throat massaging all eight inch was too much as I released rope after rope of cum into her.

Finally, she pulled her head away as the last weak stream hit her on the face and cheek. She was gasping for air and choking at the same time. She gave a small shake then tilted her head back and gave an exaggerated swallow.

As my cock started to soften on my belly, Sunny looked back at me. Her voice was all raspy, "That was very interesting. It fit pretty good, too." The smile on her face told me it was a hell of a lot more than interesting. Sunny was licking her lips.

She took a finger and slid it along her cheek, scooping up the last of it. She looked at it as if she was deciding what to do with it. I guess it was a no brainer because Sunny popped it into her mouth.

I was regaining both my breath and senses as I looked at her. "Interesting?"

Sunny looked at me and slowly moved up the bed. I touched every part of her body that I could reach. I didn't know what to say. Her present was exactly what she said it was one of a kind.

Finally, she found a spot in the crook of my arm. I held her close as we cuddled and stroked each other.

Sunny broke the silence. "Went and saw Jesus, did we?" There was happiness in her voice.

"You've saved me from a very uninteresting life," I told her.

I heard her laugh. "Thank you, kind sir." There was a deep chuckle in her voice. "So you went and saw Jesus too?"

Now I had to laugh. "Saw Jesus and born again. What was so interesting, besides deep throating me?" I could have thought of a million better descriptions.

"My present almost didn't fit. You have this little bend on your penis a couple of inches from the base. When I stroked it or you're fucking me, I can't feel it... but well?”

“Well what?”

“You already had about an inch in my throat and I could still sort of breathe but when I tilted my head that fuck stick of yours cut my air off. I couldn't breathe.”

"Sorry, baby, I didn't know."

"How could you?" It's not like it's noticeable or anything. Besides there's no sign tattooed on it that says take a left to swallow the last two inches?" Suddenly she was laughing hysterically at the picture. "Warning, warning, take a left for the last two inches and do a swirly on it before you pass out. Yah, that tattoo would fit, too." That started her laughing again. When Sunny finally wound down she said, "It's a good thing I practiced. Even though I wasn't ready for that last trick. Now I know."

Damn was she in a good mood or what?

Suddenly I had this feeling and it wasn't good. "You practiced?"

"Well, I had to practice. I'd never swallowed one quite that big before."

For some reason I thought about all of the guys Sunny had sex with. How many blowjobs had she given? Deep throating was something else again, I reasoned. I figured it took practice not to choke as you pulled a cock down past you gag reflexes and into your throat. Alice had tried it many times but was unsuccessful. My first girlfriend, in High School actually threw up the burger I'd bought her one night trying to please me. Try explaining to your dad how your girlfriend blew her supper all over his car. It took two days of cleaning and a weeks allowance before my mom would even get into the car. That was why I never asked anyone to even try to go all the way down on me.

When I didn't answer right away, Sunny became a little nervous. "So how did this virgin deep throater do? Did I do okay, my kind sir?"

"If I never get it up again all weekend I'll be happy."

"You better get it up, Fantasyman, I have plans. Besides this wasn't a one time deal. I don't want all that practicing to go to waste."

I knew my hesitation was sending the wrong signal.

"What's the matter Gene?"

"How does a woman practicing deep throating a guy?" I needed to tread very lightly.

I felt her body stiffen a little. "You mean who did I suck off to practice for you?"

Double shit!

"Well? I don't know what I meant." I was loosing my nerve.

Sunny's head was still resting on my arm. "Tell me Gene. Be honest with me."

I still hesitated.

She raised her head and looked at me. Her soft voice massaged away my hesitation. "I love you like no one else. You're the Master of my heart. Tell me, I won't get mad or go crazy I promise."

"Yes, that's what I meant." I was doomed.

Her look went from concern to relief in a heartbeat. She slid up, off my shoulder to my head. For the second time in less than a half hour, Sunny attacked my mouth. Instead of the thunderous passion of before, now there was a determined effort to kiss every square inch of my face. As my girlfriend kissed me, I could taste me on her lips. Just as suddenly, she was off to another spot on my face.

I knew I should stop her. But I was having too good a time letting her have a good time if you know what I mean.

Finally, Sunny wound down again. "Thank you, Sir." Was all she said as she scooted back down the bed and cradled her head in the crook of my arm.

"I think that was my line. Why are you thanking me? You did all the work."

"Master of my heart it wasn't work. It was my pleasure. I said thank you for finally being human."

"I thought I was?"

"Your flesh and blood all right. Lots and lots of flesh." She started chuckling again. "I meant thank you for being jealous. You said you didn't care what I did in the past but you do. Even if this was meant to make it better between us."

I heard the theme song and saw the stopwatch they used in the introduction for the Twilight Zone. "You mean there was someone?"

Sunny was still nestled in my arm. For some reason I thought we could have been talking about the weather. "Well, yah? You wanna meet him?" Why in the hell did she sound so happy?

Now why, I thought, would I want to meet the guy that Sunny used as a sex aid to go down on me? "I don't think so, Sunny."

"Come on Gene. It'll be cool. Besides, one of you lied to me. I don't think he's really eight inches long like he said. He's probably only about seven and three quarters long. You know how guys are. Most do lie about their size. Besides, I think you're just a little over eight inches and before I hit that little bend I'd never had gone so deep before. So I guess that part of me really was a virgin after all."

Now I knew I didn't want to know this guy. "I really don't want to meet him, Sunny."

"Come on it'll be fun." Sunny was still smiling. 

Why the hell was she doing this to me now? I was having so much fun.

Suddenly my little wacko jumped off the bed. She scurried off to her bag and started tearing through it.

"Sunny? What in the hell are you doing? Come back to bed."

I watched her bent over her case looking for something. Most of her clothes were in my closet and in the dresser so there shouldn't have been much left in there. Actually, now that that I noticed, the view I had was pretty good.

As you probably noticed, I'm pretty much an ass-man. I'd told her before that hers' was perfect. The view I had, just then, showed both tight cheeks. The crease separating them was a tight line all the way down to the small tuff of brown pubic hair peeking between her legs. I could see that her lower lips were a little loose and wet. I wondered if she'd gotten off a little, as I got off down her throat big time. I couldn't remember if she even touched herself, while she went down on me.

"Sunny come back to bed, please?"

Sunny didn't say anything. I kept my eyes on her wonderful backside as it wiggled back at me. As much as I could look at her backside, I still wanted her in bed with me. She was less than ten feet from the bed so I knew she could hear me just fine.

Why was she ignoring me? What in the world was she doing over there?

"AGNES DAVENPORT! Get your sweet ass back in my bed!"

As soon as I yelled her name, she stood up and turned around. I thought I saw something in her hand but it went quickly behind back. I noticed her eyes went wide and there was a little flush to color her cheeks. She walked, the few steps, to my side of the bed.

Then she did the most remarkable thing. For a second she stood looking at me then she went to her knees in slow motion. She didn't just fall down like she fainted or collapsed. Even someone as clueless as me knew this was something she had done many times before. It was well practiced, very well practiced. It was meant to send a message to her lover. As I watched her Sunny glided down like a leaf on a puff of wind. I looked over the edge of the bed as her knees touched the floor. She lowered her head and lifted both of her hands above her head. There was something in it. It was long and flesh colored. Even with the funny handle, I knew what it was. It was a dildo.

Sunny never raised her head. She looked at the floor and said, "Master of my heart, I want you to meet Gene Junior, the other man I practiced on."

What she was doing and how she was behaving didn't escape me. I'd heard about such things, women who love to be dominated. There was this show I saw once in Mexico. It was advertised that the women inside were sex slaves and for a certain price you could have fifteen minutes to do anything you wanted to do with them, short of killing or maiming them. The welts and obvious whippings they'd already received marked their back and thighs.

I needed to know what in the hell she was doing. What ever it was, I knew I wasn't going to like it, not one bit.

I should have been happy that Sunny hadn't gone out and done Gods know what with someone else, to please me. "It wasn't another guy, was it, Sunny?"

She raised her head as I took the smooth rubber cock from her hand. I saw a tentative smile on her face. She shook her blond head. "It's the same one Donna gave me the first time you called me in Seattle, remember?" Her hands lowered to the inside of her thighs.

I pushed her actions in the back of my head. Maybe it was just a game she wanted to play. The trouble was I wasn't into inflicting pain. I knew I'd changed over the years but I felt, sometimes, that it was just below the surface somewhere. If this wasn't playing and it was real, then Sunny and I had major problems. "How can I forget, baby. It was my first phone sex. Not only that but it was with both you and Donna."

Was there something behind those beautiful blue eyes I was missing? I thought I knew her but now I wasn't so sure. After all, how well can you know someone after only a couple of days and nights?

I reached down and touched her shoulder. Her hands were resting on the inside of her open thighs. Her invitation was obvious. "What's going on Sunny? Why are you kneeling here?

"This is where I'm most comfortable, Sir." Her voice was shaking.

I looked down and knew that while it might be comfortable for her, it was damn uncomfortable for me. I suddenly knew that her calling me the Master of her heart was just that. She wanted me to own her. "Sunny I don't know what's going on but please come back up here?"

I hoped that she would get up and lay next to me but she didn't. She remained at the side of the bed, kneeling with her head bowed.

This was ridiculous, "Agnes Davenport, no more of this. Get back in this bed now."

As soon as I said that Sunny lifted herself up off the floor and slid back into my arms

With all the grace she had shown in going down to her knees, her getting up was even more breathtaking. Under normal circumstances, it would have been just someone getting up. Now it was magical. With her hands still on the inside of her thighs, she just lifted her body up. Even on my best day, I would have needed to put a hand on the floor to balance myself, as I got up. She did it not only without assistance but also with out any noticeable effort.

I watched as she returned to what, I assumed, was now her place. Sunny tilted her head that was on my shoulder, towards my face. My left hand was wrapped around her while my right held the dildo. I tilted it and looked at what was my rival. It looked like any other except for a four-inch handle and what looked like threads were the two sections met.

"This a little complicated for a dildo, Sunny."

"It belongs to Donna," my girlfriend explained. Her fingers were tracing little patterns on my chest. "Little Gene twists into a harness and the short end goes up into the person wearing the strap-on. Wanna guess where the other end goes?"

There was no guessing about it. "You said it was Donna's?"

As Sunny lay there, I felt her nod her head. Her fingers were a pleasant distraction.

"The other end goes in you, doesn't it?"

I smiled a little as the sound of her breathing stopped for a moment. It was long enough to confirm my guess.

"Not yet, Master of my heart," Sunny whispered. "Donna wants to, but then again she doesn't."

For some reason Sunny, calling me the "Master of her heart" was getting annoying. I didn't want anything to change but I could feel Sunny forcing the issue, what ever it was. "Baby, why are you calling the Master of your heart? What's going on?"

I watched as someone I loved get back up and kneel on the mattress beside me. Sunny spread her knees apart, again, as her hands rested on the inside of her thighs. The position was obvious as she spread even wider, revealing the pink wetness framed by the dark flesh of her outer lips. She reminded me of one of those slave girls you used to see in the movies. Unlike when she was on the floor, now she had her head raised and was looking at me. "Because I want too, Sir." Sunny continued to look at me. I noticed that her lower lip trembled a little.

That would happen to Jen as well when she felt like she had done something wrong. The trembling lips were usually followed by tears and a pledge that it wouldn't happen again. The thing was Jen usually kept her promise and didn't do it again.

Her answer was confusing to say the least. "Sunny, I don't know what is going on but this isn't right." If I had even a clue as to what made her tick I wouldn't have said, "Sunny, I'm your boyfriend, not your Master. My name is Gene not Sir. I want you as my girlfriend not my slave or what ever the hell you think you are."

Sunny looked at me and I knew I was probably loose her after this weekend.

She maintained her posture and never moved. "Sir... Sorry, Gene... I'm a submissive, a subbie, not a slave. I'm not like most other women. I'm not into whips and chains. It's not in me to do a lot of physical pain or water sports or any of the other things you may have heard about. I want to be... I don't know... more than your girlfriend, I guess. I want to submit to you body and soul. I will try really hard to be the best woman you've ever had. I want to be that perfect woman you want me to be, but I need your help. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you, if you would be my master and Dom and accept me as your submissive." Sunny was trying to hold it all together. This wasn't easy for either one of us. "As my Master I could bring your fantasies to life. I'd do my best to fulfill every one. If you wanted I'd even let you have my ass. You would be the first. To please you would bring me the greatest pleasure, Sir. There are things that I like to which are... well? I guess, not normal according some people. I like my Master to show me off to others. I have to tell you I get off on being embarrassed and being placed in embarrassing situations. I love dressing as you'd like me to. If you wanted me dressed to the nines or as a street whore it would be your choice, not mine, and I'd love every second of it. It would make me complete if you told someone that I was that special someone in your life. I would be that someone to serve you and service you."

I saw her face starting to glow. It wasn't out of embarrassment but something close to pride. For some reason my mind just couldn't wrap itself around anything past her saying whips and chains. I didn't hear the part about Sunny being my perfect girlfriend. I didn't hear her tell me about being turned on in embarrassing situations. I missed were she wanted to love me and make me happy. All I knew was I couldn't do it. I wanted Sunny as my girlfriend, my lover, without all of the kinky shit.

My mind drifted back to the here and now as I looked into Sunnys’ face. The glow faded back to the trembling lips now joined by tears rolling down her face. To her it was as real as breathing. This couldn't be real. Just like those whores in Mexico weren't really slaves. They were just earning a living. It's a rough way to feed yourself but when you have no choice.

Now here was someone who wanted to play the same twisted game, with me. The problem was we both believed everything she said. She accepted who she thought she was and I rejected it

I reached up and grabbed her arm as I sat up. The pressure was probably more than necessary on her arm but she didn't flinch. Her eyes stayed on mine. "Would you please stop this? I don't want to hear this shit. It's not real Sunny and I'm not going to be part of this."

I saw her face fall from barely concealed doubt to total sadness in a heartbeat. Her eyes started to dart around as if she was looking for a way to escape.

I still wanted her but not like the way she wanted it to go. "Sunny, baby, you're still my girlfriend. Isn't that enough without playing this game?"

Now more tears were falling.

Sunny looked down then back up at me. Teardrops were rolling down her face and onto her breasts. Between the sobs and trying to breath she said, "I'm sorry, Gene."

What in the hell did she have to be sorry about? I thought it wasn't possible to see her any more sad or upset. I was wrong.

Sunny/Agnes looked into my eyes. "I'm sorry, because I thought you were the one." Now she was getting just plain mad. It was a real deep anger. Then, she let me have it. She kept a level voice but I could hear the determination in it. "Jen and Alice told me you were special and I believed them. I wanted to believe it too. I was ready to give you everything I have. When I'm with you I would have been yours. You could have done anything with me. If you wanted to go out, we'd go out. If you wanted to just stay in bed and screw, I'd be more than happy to do that as well. I'd be yours. Now I see they were wrong and you're right. I'm just your girlfriend. That's all I am to you. You're not the master of my heart. You're not the one I want to give myself too. You don't want to be the center of my universe. Instead I'm your stewardess girlfriend, your part time fuck, bopping in from Miami for a quick weekend of sex and pancakes and then fly out a day or two later." All I could do was stare at her as she continued to rant. "That ought to be a whole bunch of fun for you. Once I'm off working again all you'll have is cum soaked sheets and something to tell your friends about."

I tried to hold her as she started to collapse against me. The anger melted into sobs as she broke down. "Sunny... Agnes, I do love you and I want more than a weekend now and then. You're perfect for me. It's just that I'm not that kind of person. I couldn't be your Master."

All Sunny did was nod her head as she cried against my chest.

We finally laid down on the bed with me holding her, until her crying stopped and she fell asleep.

Just before I joined her, I thought of an old comedy team. One of the signature phrases was, Well, Ollie, look at the fine mess you got us into now.

This time it wasn't very funny.