Billy, just mine

I lived for the first minutes of Thursday. Since the night encounter with Billy, my life has become a positive nightmare; all my thoughts, everything I did was at least a little, at least subconsciously connected to that submissive young man who gave me the two most beautiful orgasms of my life.

My little kitty was all the time, I can almost say, on the very edge of climax, trembling and wet. If I had just let myself go a little deeper, concentrated on my imagination, I think I could have reached a peak just by squeezing my thighs...
The worst were the nights. Lying alone in bed, I barely resisted the urge to indulge in the pleasure of masturbation, fantasizing about the tongue that would soon be deep inside me again, now, I decided, in the way I love the most.
I wanted to look as desirable as possible to Billy that night, which I awaited with longing but also with a bit of discomfort and anxiety, so I visited several well-stocked boutiques of exclusive erotic clothing. I enriched my rather long-neglected collection with several sets of lingerie, both lace, rubber, and leather, and most of the panties had a slit in the middle that opened very easily - by spreading my legs.
In the sexy shop, I bought a bondage rope, several video tapes on the theme of female domination, and a real whip, honestly hoping that I wouldn't have to come to the need and opportunity to use it, that Billy would be completely obedient without it and do everything in his power to please me.
Billy surprised me with a phone call a full two days before we were supposed to meet, thanking me at the outset for keeping my promise and not telling his mom about our basement meeting, and when he mentioned that he would, accordingly, also be up to the task, I felt in my groin a much more pronounced wetness than the usual from the past days.
- Madam, Billy asked me on that occasion, would you allow me to spend the night from Wednesday to Thursday with you, and then on Thursday evening again, for the last time, be with Ana. I would use our meeting to tell her that everything between us is over, that I have found my new object of adoration. You won't mind because you are first in line, so my tongue will be completely rested and ready to lick you all night - Billy babbled in one breath.
Despite the growing excitement, I could barely contain my laughter, overjoyed that there was no place for uncertainty regarding Billy, that it was perfectly clear that the young man was "in my net".
- OK Billy, I said in a voice that didn't try to hide my excitement, rest in the next two days so that by midnight on Wednesday you are completely ready to please me, although I would prefer that you were already beside me at this very moment. I allow you to be with your ex-girlfriend one last time, and after that, you are only mine; your lips and your tongue will serve only my pleasure. After you satisfy Ana for the last time, just as you did last time, you will satisfy me, because I will watch you both just as I did then - I said.
Billy, of course, had no objections, or at least he couldn't say so, due to our now firmly established relationships of dominance and submission. I was overjoyed with the development of the situation, and when we finished our conversation, I asked him to repeat how in a few days he would be all mine, completely at the disposal of my groin's demands, which I had not even suspected, let alone known, could be so demanding even while I was married.
On Wednesday evening, I spent in the bathroom, and the result was more than satisfying. Showered and relaxed, my body groomed to the last detail, soaked in oils and scented, with perfect makeup and therefore endlessly self-confident and determined. The hours spent in the bathroom were the first in the last few days that my thoughts were not occupied with the pleasures awaiting me.
Upon exiting the bathroom, around half past ten, I checked my appearance with satisfaction in the large room mirror. High boots, patterned stockings, a black set with a mini skirt that accentuated my curves, and bright red lingerie, I thought, would excite even a more experienced man than Billy. I then lay back on the couch and played my favorite mix full of oral scenes where men are active, and I was in doubt whether to take off my panties so that I wouldn't greet my lover with them completely wet. Still, I gave up, because in the state I was in, I would have to put them back on just when Billy would already be at the door and immediately surrender to him if I wanted to achieve at least a small targeted effect.
Exactly at midnight, the doorbell of my apartment rang, and as I walked to open it, I thought about how he hadn't used the elevator, because I would have heard him in the night silence, and when I reached the entrance, I realized there was no light. Opening the door, I was almost fascinated by the huge bouquet of red roses in Billy's hands, and my lover also brought a box of chocolates and what particularly delighted me, because I had not even dreamed of it, a small leather whip, which he said was a symbol of my dominance over him.
I seated Billy in the armchair opposite the couch, poured us each a glass of martini with trembling hands, and when I sat down, I simply couldn't hold back any longer. I shamelessly spread my legs, and through the slit in my red panties, my lips flashed almost the same color, and I said - come, lick me!
In an instant, he was on his knees between my legs, threw them over his shoulders, and inserted his tongue into my aroused interior. I panicked and grabbed his hair, as if I were afraid he would disappear, and pulled his head deeper into myself. The spasm of a fierce orgasm shook my body, but it rushed towards a new climax. The poor boy's head was completely trapped, but I had no time or strength to think about whether I would suffocate him, because I was only aware of my long-awaited pleasure. When I was overwhelmed by a new orgasm in less than a minute, I still managed to hear Billy's loud slurping and gasping for air as if through a deep fog.
I pushed his head away from my groin when I came to my senses. Rest a little, I said, and take off my boots and panties. He did so with endless pleasure, slowly rolling my panties down my legs and kissing my wet skin in the process. Each of my little fingers ended up in his mouth, he sucked them like a baby, and licked them so that I felt as if they were significantly higher on my body, you guess where. While Billy was doing this, I unconsciously took the most provocative poses, spreading my legs so he could see my intimacy well.
When a new wave of strong excitement overwhelmed me, I unbuttoned my blouse, showing Billy my breasts and offering them to him to suck. It seemed to me that he was very skillfully enveloping my nipples with his mouth, simultaneously running his tongue over them, and when that contributed to my arousal to the necessary level, I ordered the little one to lie on the floor. - Billy, I said to him, this position in which you will now satisfy me is my favorite of all, so make sure this is particularly good. My knees sank deep into the carpet as I sat on his extended tongue and began to circle shamelessly with my butt like an old coffee grinder. I only pressed down on his tongue a few times because even if I wanted to, which I didn't, I wouldn't have been able to restrain a new peak. Probably due to the superiority I felt in that position, the orgasm almost broke me with its force. If I could think at that moment, I might have feared for my health.
I rested for only a few moments from the fierce climax, sitting on Billy's chest, and then I just changed positions, arranging myself as for the sixty-nine position, although, of course, I had no intention of engaging in mutual oral. Briefly, I circled my hips above Billy's mouth, and then I brought my kitty to his lips.
- Kiss her, Billy - I commanded, show her that you care about her.
- Yes, madam - the little one said, I will show that I care about your pleasure, although I know that is completely clear to you.
He kissed my little kitty for a long time and gently, occasionally pulling my lips and the fine hairs that covered them into his mouth.
- Now fuck me with your tongue - I cried out, and immediately felt him obediently pushing his speaking organ into me.
- Fuck me! Fuck me!, I heard myself scream, and Billy was pulling his tongue in and out like a spring. I helped him by pushing myself in rhythm until the heightened frequency signaled my new strong orgasm, which soon happened.
I lay on the couch until the little one, now completely naked except for a small apron, served dinner that had been prepared and waiting in the fridge. Each time he came to the table, he had to, at my request, press a deep kiss into my groin. I wanted to do this, namely, to get endlessly aroused for tonight's final orgasm.
When we finished the seafood dinner, I indulged in a cream cake. It was immediately clear to Billy, since I hadn't offered him either, where he would eat his cake.
I sank deeply into the armchair, raised my legs onto its armrests, and stroking my kitty, I told the little one, bring the cake and spread it on her. Billy did this very carefully and gently, kneeling in front of me, and when the cake disappeared, he began to eat it from my groin without my permission. I pushed his head away, and I calmed his frightened look by saying: - You can also come with my orgasm.
The little one eagerly got to work, licking my creamy muffin and thighs, and then he began to extract the cream from my kitty with his tongue. The scene I was watching as if it were not happening to me, in relation to the physical sensation I was aware of, quickly pulled me into a new climax. I think the speed of his reaching, and the strength that overwhelmed me, was also contributed by the work of Billy's tongue, different from previous lickings, frenetic, from which I realized that Billy was waiting for me. At the moment it happened, I burst, and my little lover also gave a moan to indicate that he was emptying himself.
The little one wiped the sperm he spilled on the carpet, emptied the table of dinner leftovers, and afterwards, we just agreed on how he would arrange the armchair in the basement tomorrow, so that I could observe his last meeting with Ana as best as possible and thus prepare for the pleasure he would provide me immediately afterwards.
Before leaving the apartment, Billy also gave a loving kiss to my swollen and sleepy member. He locked the door himself with the key I had permanently given him, and I sank into a refreshing sleep.