ONE WORD LEADS TO ANOTHER

Pearl Monroe

Brian gently laid down the letters R-E-S-S and slid them snugly aside Julie’s last word, MIST. “Mistress for twenty-seven points, and victory,” said Brian rather glibly.

Julie eyed the board and took in all of Brian’s words for a moment. “Wait right here,” she said. She got up and walked down the hall to her bedroom and returned with a long black scarf. She stepped behind Brian and quickly wrapped the scarf around his eyes.

“Why are you blindfolding me?” he asked.

“You’re right, Brian. Victory is yours and tonight you shall have your reward,” she said as she started to unbutton his shirt.

“But why blindfold me? What are you doing?”

“I want you to let your imagination run wild. I do not want you to see your good friend Julie. I want you to imagine the Mistress of your darkest desires.”

Brian’s heart started to race. Maybe he had pushed things a little too far this time. Since his breakup with Claire, he had expressed his sexual frustration more than a few times to Julie.

“That’s a creative set of words you managed tonight, Brian. Let’s see, there’s PRICK, TWINK, HARD, LIPS, OOZE, MISTRESS, and, oh yes, CUMSLUT. Well, my dear, you’re going to get a little hard prick and come oozing off those lips of yours tonight.”

He heard Julie unzip her pants. Then she took his hand and gently ran it across soft denim and cold metal zipper. She then placed his hand on her flat stomach. He could feel the rise and fall of her midriff with each breath that she took, and the shallow cavity of her belly button. Slowly, she directed his hand to the waistband of her panties and then slipped his fingers beneath.

Brian felt the soft silky hairs of her closely cropped bush and the firmness of her pelvic mound. His fingers were exploring her labia and he had just begun to rub her clitoris when she pulled away. Julie took him by the hand and led him to the living room floor, where she laid him down with a cushion beneath his head.

He heard her peel off her jeans and the gentle chiming of her belt buckle as she tossed her pants to the floor beside his head. Next thing he knew, she had straddled his face and pinned his wrists to the floor with her hands. He could smell her sweetness and he was quivering with desire.

Julie brought her pussy up to Brian’s face and parted her labia with his nose. “Do you like this?” she asked.

“Yes,” whispered Brian.

Julie caressed his chest and then pinched his right nipple hard. “What?” she asked firmly.

“Yes, Mistress,” said Brian.

“Eat me,” she said as she started to rock her pussy on his face. “Stick your tongue in deep.”

Julie was riding his face, moving from his nose down to his chin and back. She was getting into a groove and breathing heavily. Brian was beyond aroused and one hundred percent focused on the task at hand. Her pussy and his mouth had become one as he swirled his tongue around her clitoris. Suddenly, she quivered and pushed down firmly. He could feel her juices flood his mouth and cover his face. “Do you like the taste of my come?”

“Yes, Mistress, very much.”

“Would you like to come now?”

“Yes, please, Mistress. I’m about to explode.”

Julie stepped back and unzipped Brian’s pants. She pulled hard, and they slid right off. She toyed with his underpants, teasing him by slipping her fingers under the elastic and grazing his hard cock trapped beneath the fabric.

She hoisted his legs in the air and pulled his underwear to his ankles. “This is a pathetic sight,” she said. “Here you lie, your face covered in come, your cock ready to explode, and your ass in the air just asking to be fucked.”

“Oh, Julie, please, I’m dying…” Brian started to say when he felt a stinging slap on his right buttock.

“What did you say, Cumslut?”

“I’m sorry, Mistress. Mistress, please let me come.”

“Don’t worry, you’ll be coming soon enough, slut,” she said. “You really are a horny little bastard, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Julie pushed his legs down so that his knees came to rest on the floor on either side of his head. Brian’s stiff cock stood at attention right in front of his face. Julie dribbled a little massage oil on Brian’s cock and asshole. She began to massage his asshole in a circular motion and pushed her finger in every few rotations. Brian began to moan with pleasure. At the same time, she was softly stroking his balls and shaft.

“Take a deep breath and exhale,” Julie commanded. “Again,” she ordered. “You’re going to keep breathing until you’ve relaxed enough that you can reach your cock with your mouth.”

Brian was awash with desire. He had never sucked a cock before in his life, and nothing could have prepared him for the excitement that flooded his body as his lips felt the tip of his cock. He licked off a drop of precome.

“That’s it, my little cumslut. Lick the head; wrap your lips around your warm, soft cock,” Julie taunted as she continued to stroke the length of his cock and run her finger in and out of his well-lubed ass.

“You like being fucked and sucking cock, don’t you?”

Letting his cock slip away from his lips, he said, “Yes, Mistress.” Then Brian wrapped his lips tightly around the head of his cock and began to suck with determination. He swirled his tongue underneath and around the head of his penis. His ex-girlfriend Claire had given him blow jobs before, but they were nothing like this. To be on both the giving and receiving end of a blow job was incredible!

“Then say it. Say it out loud that you like to be fucked and suck cock!” commanded Julie.

Brian barely got out the words, “Mistress, yes, I love to be fucked and suck cock,” when he started to come. The first spurt of come landed thickly on his lips and tongue. Julie applied a little more pressure to his lower back, easing about two inches of Brian’s dick into his mouth. She could see and feel his cock and balls spasming, sending streams of come into Brian’s mouth.

“Swallow. Swallow all of it, you cumslut.” After a minute or two of milking his cock, she stopped stroking him and pulled her finger out of his ass.

Julie lowered Brian’s legs and his cock popped out of his mouth. He was spent and felt a euphoria like never before in his life.

Julie stood up, and he heard her zip up her pants.

“Next time, maybe I’ll invite my friend Ray to join us for Scrabble. Would you like that?” she asked.

A smile came across Brian’s face, and he said, “Yes, Mistress, I think I’d like that a lot.”