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His hands keep my
dress in place while he moves behind me. Within seconds, his lips are
on my ass, kissing the stinging away. My cheeks flush with warmth.
This is all so strange to me, but it's not bad. Just knowing he's
touching me turns me on.

“
Lean
towards the wall,” he instructs me as he pulls my hips back a
little. I step out of my underwear as I move to accommodate him.

His wet tongue slips
between my ass cheeks, causing a shiver to roll down my spine. What
he's doing is so crude, but I don't want him to stop. Every new
sensation I experience with him is amazing. And above all, I just
want him touching me. I just want him loving me.

He spreads my ass
cheeks with his hands, and then I feel his tongue dip lower, lapping
between my pussy lip and licking me all the way from front to back. A
tiny gasp escapes my throat as I feel his mouth so close to my heated
core. I want him to lick me there. I want him to suck on my clit and
plunge his tongue inside of me, but he doesn't.

Tristan stands up
behind me. I know he's standing because he's pressing his full body
against mine. I can feel his arousal beneath his jeans. Again, I
worry that he might be wanting to have sex with me in the ass.
Don't
knock it til you try it
, I try to remind myself. It's difficult
though. I've always considered that an out hole only.

Thankfully, his
focus seems to shift. He reaches around me and grabs both of my
breasts, pulling me against him while he kneads them roughly over my
dress for a few seconds before he drags me away from the wall
completely. I take timid steps, allowing him to lead me around the
room. He backs me up against the bed, picking me up to set me on top
of it. I marvel at his strength, imagining his biceps flexing as he
lifts me. God, how I wish I could see him. The sight of him turns me
on so much more.

His body loses
contact with mine, and I hear the rustling of clothes. Then his
fingers do a teasing sweep across my mound, and I feel him crawling
on top of me. I'm forced to lay back as his imposing body covers
mine. My knee brushes against his stomach, and I realize he's taken
off his shirt. My clit pulses in approval.

A warm wetness
touches my cheek as he licks up the side of it. Normally, I'd be
grossed out be something like that, but in this moment, it just feels
so sensual. His lips move over to meet mine, and I return his
affection in kind, savoring the sweet feel of our mouths pressed
together. I can almost taste the passion coursing through him. It's
absolutely exquisite.

He pulls away from
me again, and I feel his large palms circling my breasts, squeezing
and kneading. My back arches to press harder against him, enjoying
the stimulation.

“
I'm
going to take your dress off now,” he tells me, and I readjust
myself, so he can pull it over my head, rendering me naked. His hands
return to my breasts seconds later, feeling so much better now that
they're bare, and I can feel my nipples slipping between his
fingertips and being squeezed.

When his mouth moves
to suck on one of my taut peaks, I practically cry out in pleasure.
Maybe it is a bit nicer not being able to see it coming. All of my
nerves are on alert, my other senses heightened from my lack of
sight.

He moves from one
nipple to the other, his tongue circling it before he bears down,
teasing and nibbling until my nether region is in a fit of
mini-contractions. My mouth is all soft moans as he flicks the tip of
his tongue back and forth over the swollen bud, sucking and biting
and tugging until I worry I might come just from this alone.

He takes his time
worshiping my body and kissing down it before he finally repositions
himself between my legs. He loops his hands beneath my knees and
grabs my hips, pulling me towards the end of the bed, bowing my legs
around his broad shoulders. Then his hands slide beneath my knees and
he pushes my legs up, so I'm fully exposed to him. I know what's
coming next. One of my favorite parts.

I hold my breath as
I wait for his mouth to make contact with my sensitive flesh, and
when it does, I gasp. His tongue and lips move skillfully on top of
my sex, making me feel weak. I rest my legs over his shoulders, and
he pushes them back up again.

“
Hold
them to your chest. If you want to be rewarded, you'll do as I say.”
There's a strange hint of dominance to his voice, and I acquiesce. I
want my reward, and he doesn't hesitate in giving it to me.

He spreads my pussy
lips with his fingers and dives in with his tongue, making me groan
in pleasure as he sucks and licks me with deft skill. The first
orgasm of the night races to the surface, taking my breath away. I
cry out, curling my fingers around the comforter as I writhe on the
bed.

Tristan backs away
from my heated core, allowing my legs to bow open and relax as he
moves to tease me with his fingers instead. He rubs tight circles
over my taint, and my clit throbs in the hope that he'll penetrate
me. He's being horribly indecisive though, swiping the pad of his
finger up and down the wetness between my pussy and my ass.

Finally, he makes
his choice, pressing a finger against the tight pucker that I've
never even considered having penetrated by anything before. My body
tenses as he slips it inside. It feels strange to have him probe me
in such a forbidden place. He probes slowly in and out, but I get
little pleasure from it.

It's not my favorite
thing. Perhaps he's already figured it out, because his mouth returns
to my clit to steal my focus. I'm still sensitive from the last
orgasm, but it feels amazing. Unable to keep my hands to myself any
longer, I rake my fingers through his hair. Feeling his soft blonde
locks beneath my fingertips only intensifies my pleasure, knowing
that it's him between my legs.

“
I
love how you're so vocal,” he murmurs into me, knowing he's
driving me right back up that cliff to oblivion.

I am vocal. I can't
help it. Everything he does just feels so incredibly good. It's like
nothing I ever imagined. No wonder people get addicted to this.

He begins to finger
my ass faster, and it oddly starts to feel good when coupled with him
sucking on my clit. The friction helps to bring my climax to the
surface, and soon I'm coming all over his face a second time, my body
squeezing around his persistent digit.

Finally, he
withdraws, and I feel completely lost without him, wondering where
he's gone. Wondering what's going to happen next.

“
You
get so wet for me,” he groans, obviously pleased with what he's
seeing. I'm a bit embarrassed, but I can't help it. My body has a
mind of its own when it comes to him, and it seems to always be in
the gutter.

I feel his finger
pressing against my asshole again, and then I feel another one
slipping inside of my cunt. He penetrates both holes at the same
time, immediately picking up the pace as he thrusts in and out of me.
My mouth feels like it's stuck in a permanent O as I moan from the
pleasure. This feels good. Really good.

“
Tristan,”
I whisper his name, though it's quickly cut off with another
embarrassing moan of pleasure as his mouth returns to my clit for yet
a third time. He's so relentless. Wasn't making me come twice enough?
I want his cock inside of me now, but at the same time, I don't want
him to stop. I like that he's taking his time. I like that it's all
about me.

“
I
could never get enough of your pussy,” he tells me before he
presses his lips around my clit and vibrates his face back and forth.
I think I'm going to die from pleasure. It's just so much.

“
Please,
I can't. Not again,” I beg.

“
You
will. I'm going to make you come more times than you can count.”

I give in to his
demand and my own desire, overwhelmed by the intensity of having both
of my holes filled and my clit teased at the same time. The third
climax is so strong that my eyes actually water. I can't believe this
is happening. I can't believe he's giving me so much.

My body feels
drained when he finally pulls his fingers out of me. Even though I
haven't done anything, I'm so exhausted from all the orgasms I've had
that I could probably pass out. I know he's not done though. This has
just begun.

I lay there and
catch my breath as I listen to the rustling of clothes again. A
zipper being pulled down. The sound of shoes hitting the floor.
Tristan is taking off the rest of his clothing.

When the bed shifts
beside me, I know he's returned. He scoops my head up with his hands,
guiding me into a sitting position. My mouth collides with the tip of
his cock, making me jump a bit. I wasn't expecting this, and to be
honest, I'm not sure if I'm quite ready for it. What choice do I have
though? He spent a good fifteen minutes between my legs. I'd be a
complete bitch for not returning the favor.

“
Have
you ever sucked cock before?” he asks. His words are gentle,
not mocking at all. I can't help but wonder if he can see the
apprehension on my face.

“
No.”
I admit, licking my lips and preparing for the intrusion.

“
It's
like sucking on an oversized lollipop.”

“
And
you would know, how?” I tease him.

“
Just
open your mouth.” The dominance returns, and I do as I'm told.

He wastes no time
gliding inside. His cock fills my mouth completely, overwhelming me a
bit. My first instinct is to pull back, but I force myself not to.
He's already begun bucking his hips, doing most of the work for me.
He tastes surprisingly clean. Then again, I'm not quite sure what I
was expecting.

The more I suck on
him, the more I begin to enjoy it. I like the feel of his bulbous
glans pressing toward the back of my throat. I like the feel of the
veins in his length as they glide over my tongue. I even like the
slight stickiness leaking from his slit.

A new-found bravery
takes hold of me, and I grasp him at the base, guiding him in and out
of my mouth as if I'm hungry for it. I pull him out and let my tongue
explore down his shaft. Then I wrap it around his tip and flick it
across his slit before I take him in again. Soon, I'm moaning from
the pleasure of sucking him off. I never thought this was something
I'd actually enjoy. Even Ethel makes it sound like a chore, but I
rather like it.

When I dip down his
length to lick his balls, he pulls the blindfold off of me. Our eyes
meet, and I feel a flood of so many emotions running through me.
Happiness. Satisfaction. Lust. Doing this with him . . . I love it.
It's so right. It feels so good.

He holds my hair
back as I return my attention to his cock, determined to make him
feel just as good as he made me feel when he was between my legs. I
suck him like I mean business. And I do mean business.

I must be doing a
good job, because he's leaking into my mouth a lot now. I can taste
him on my tongue, feel the stickiness clinging to the back of my
throat. Occasionally, his dick will throb inside my mouth, as if it's
getting even bigger. It's such an interesting sensation.

He keeps his hand on
the back of my head, but he doesn't force me. I suck in time with the
bucking of his hips, taking pleasure in his groans. I'm not the only
one who is vocal. I'd smirk if my mouth wasn't so full of cock.

After what I feel is
a sufficient amount of time, I pull back from him, letting him know
I'm ready for other things. He smiles down at me, pleased.

“
That
was really good. I would have never been able to tell it was your
first time, if you hadn't told me.”

“
Good,”
I chirp, happy with myself.

“
Get
on your hands and knees on the edge of the bed.” He nods at the
bed, and I quickly get into position for him. I'd much rather do it
missionary style, but I suppose that today's theme is all about
trying new things, so why not.

I look back over my
shoulder at Tristan as he guides his cock towards me. For a split
second, I'm worried he's going to go for my ass, but thankfully he
doesn't. His tip presses between my pussy lips, and my breath hitches
as he forces his way inside, spreading me full of his thickness.

He wraps his hands
around my hips and immediately begins thrusting, filling me with wave
after wave of pleasure. I never realized how much I actually missed
this, being coupled with him. It makes me feel oddly complete, adding
another level to our intimacy.