YourPebbles
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As soon as the gag came out and I wiggled my jaw around a bit, he asked if I would like him to kiss me again. “Very much, Sir,” I responded. And no sooner than the words escaped my lips, he was immediately on my mouth, kissing me. My reward. I smiled, and just as Jay had said... I was extremely appreciative of the use of my mouth again.
As he lay there on me, kissing me, I noticed how hard he had gotten again. And as tired as I was, it was unacceptable for me to leave my Sir without relief. I glided my hand down his backside and then around to touch his penis. He pulled his head back away from me and studied me for a second… a look of both confusion and delight shown on his face.
“Do you want more, Pebbles?”
“Yes, Sir,” I quickly answered, and felt his penis jump a bit in my hand.
I moved him into me, and my whole body shuddered. This was the moment I had been waiting for all night long. Him inside me.
He moved slowly and deeply, my pussy wrapping ever so tight around him. He lifted his torso away from me to get a better view, watching me as he moved.
“Look at me, Pebbles. Don’t break eye contact with me.”
His words alone made my eyes want to roll back in my head. My eyelids fluttered, but I kept my eyes locked on his. “Yes, Sir,” I managed to breathe out.
He kept his movement painfully slow. I think he realized that because of the incredible build-up to this point, that every nerve ending in me was electrified. And the slower the movement, the more I felt each one. It was a delicious torture.
My eyes blinked uncontrollably as I stared up at him, being forced to remain open. And even though I never broke eye contact, peripherally I was taken in everything: The contours of his face, his arms, chest, that happy trail…mmmm. I saw his muscles tensing and releasing under his skin, and being a yoga instructor and in the fitness industry my whole life, that was such a turn on for me. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Kiss, kiss!” I cried, desperate to close my eyes and kiss him again. Forgetting that was my safe word, I was glad he did not stop. I did not want him to stop. I just needed to kiss him again.
He seemed to know exactly what I meant too as he answered, “Not yet, Pebbles.”
His movement remained steady and unchanging, and still painfully slow. My eyes started to tear up.
“Please kiss me, please kiss me. I need to kiss you…” My voice was so weak and shaky that it sounded as if I were crying. I felt as if I might if he kept pushing me.
“Please kiss me, what?” he ruthlessly teased me one last time.
“Please kiss me, Sir,” I got out, just as he brought his lips back to mine. I grabbed his head and held it hard to me, kissing him wildly. I couldn’t stop kissing him and I didn’t want to. I bit his bottom lip gently, then sucked on it. His pace quickened slightly.
He chuckled, “Seems like you are in need of something, Pebbles.” He was loving how needy I was. And I could tell he was loving that he would be the man to fulfill those needs.
“I need you,” I said between laps at his face and mouth, and then quickly corrected myself. “I need you, Sir.”
“I’m right here, Pebbles,” he teased me again.
“I need you to make me cum. Please make me cum, Sir…” I breathed out between kisses, clarifying my wishes.
And with that, he grabbed my wrists and pinned them down by my sides and gave me one thrust hard and deep, then held still there on my g-spot. My eyes rolled back, toes curled, and my back arched as I screamed out a primal scream. My head thrashed from side to side, and I could feel my fingernails digging into my palms as I clenched my fists.
“Please don’t move, Sir,” I begged him as I could feel my inner muscles spasming uncontrollably, gripping and releasing him so rapidly. I’m actually not sure he could have moved, I held him so tightly.
He stayed still there for a while, keeping constant pressure on my g-spot, dragging out this amazing “o” and really letting me enjoy it. I got quiet and still again, as I always do when it’s a powerfully strong orgasm as this was. It’s like my body can’t perform any other functions and so the rest of it just shuts down for a bit… let’s me focus and feel only that amazing animal energy in me. I think he was starting to learn this about me, so he didn’t panic this time. He just stayed there, still with me.
When the intensity subsided, I opened my blurry eyes and searched for his. I found them staring down at me, and I knew he never took them off me. And it is hard to explain, but I felt as though his gaze kept me safe, kept me grounded in this worldly plane… so I could fly off to lands of unknown ecstasy. And all I had to do to find my way back was follow his gaze. He was the perfect Dom. “Thank you, Sir,” I said as our eyes aligned.
“You’re welcome, Pebbles,” he said proudly, knowing he had accomplished all he had set out to. He wanted to give me an experience I would never forget… an incredible welcome to this new world he opened up to me... and he did not fall short on that. I knew he had just changed my life forever.
Just then, I felt his penis squirm inside me, and I knew it was time for him. He had given to me everything I could have wanted and more, and now it was his time. He pulled out of me, sat up, and grabbed my left leg and found my pebble toes he loved so much. He tickled my heel, and slowly worked his fingers to the pads of my toes. He playfully fucked the space between my toes with his fingers. I burst out in uncontrollable laughter as the edges of his nails caught my skin. He alternated between that and dragging his nails across the crease between my toes and foot, varying the pressure each time.
“Oh fuck,” I exclaimed. Here we go again, let the tickle-torture resume!
“Does that feel good?”
“Yesyesyesyesyesyes…”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Sir!” I cried out. I was unrestrained and I feared I might uncontrollably kick him and hurt him. He didn’t seem too worried about it, and I soon understood why. He was in complete control. He knew how to vary the sensations from tortuous-tickling to sensual arousing.
He let my left leg finally go but did not release it back to the bed. Instead he placed it on his shoulder, then proceeded to pick up my right leg. He performed the same ticklish madness to my right foot. Then, with my eyes clenched tightly shut from laughing, I did not see what was coming, but soon felt it... the warm, wetness of his mouth engulfing my pebble toes. I squirmed uncontrollably as his tongue explored the spaces in and around my toes. Holding my ankle, he sucked my toes in and out as he had done earlier on my clit. Then he slowed pulled my foot out of his mouth letting his teeth scrape my skin. He applied toothy-kisses all over my foot. I squealed as this sent me to the edge of another orgasm and he sensed it.
He grabbed my hips and pulled me close to him, entering me once more. Little did he know that this position, legs on shoulders, was my favorite and put my g-spot in the most optimal pleasure position. He started to pump away on me, and we both knew it was not going to take long.
I tried to watch him, I tried to keep my eyes open. I stared at his lips so far from me now and wanted so much to kiss them. I brought my own hand to my mouth and bit my nail. Then needing to taste something, I licked at the pad of my fingertip. As he watched, I heard his breath and felt his pace simultaneously quicken. He was about to cum and knowing that brought me right there with him.
But just before we did, he grabbed my foot and inserted my toes back into his mouth. I reeled back and screamed out loudly. He had sent me over the edge. I tensed and tightened again to that quiet stillness, just long enough to hear his quiet huffs and moans as he finally released into me.
Then he collapsed down, falling into my embrace. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and held him as our bodies heaved up and down trying to find air again. We stayed like that all night. Sweetly kissing each other till we fell asleep, or more appropriately, passed out.
All night, I dreamed of the sensations Jay brought me to feel. My own moans awoke me and I noticed my hips were gyrating. I was aroused and feeling that deep need for release again, and I soon understood why. As Jay spooned me from behind, he had started tickling my thighs as I slept. I reached back and put him in me. I tried to savor every last sensation, every last kiss he gave to the back of neck and ears, as we came together one last time.
I’m not sure when I will ever get to see Jay again. But one things for sure… I will never forget this night, and I will never be the same woman ever again.
Thank you, Sir.
With love,
Callie
Jay's version:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317344-My-Pebbles-(M-F)
Part 1:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317378-To-Sir-with-Love-Part-1-The-Backstory
Part 2:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317381-To-Sir-with-Love-Part-2-Establishing-Trust
Part 3:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317384-To-Sir-with-Love-Part-3-The-Challenge
As he lay there on me, kissing me, I noticed how hard he had gotten again. And as tired as I was, it was unacceptable for me to leave my Sir without relief. I glided my hand down his backside and then around to touch his penis. He pulled his head back away from me and studied me for a second… a look of both confusion and delight shown on his face.
“Do you want more, Pebbles?”
“Yes, Sir,” I quickly answered, and felt his penis jump a bit in my hand.
I moved him into me, and my whole body shuddered. This was the moment I had been waiting for all night long. Him inside me.
He moved slowly and deeply, my pussy wrapping ever so tight around him. He lifted his torso away from me to get a better view, watching me as he moved.
“Look at me, Pebbles. Don’t break eye contact with me.”
His words alone made my eyes want to roll back in my head. My eyelids fluttered, but I kept my eyes locked on his. “Yes, Sir,” I managed to breathe out.
He kept his movement painfully slow. I think he realized that because of the incredible build-up to this point, that every nerve ending in me was electrified. And the slower the movement, the more I felt each one. It was a delicious torture.
My eyes blinked uncontrollably as I stared up at him, being forced to remain open. And even though I never broke eye contact, peripherally I was taken in everything: The contours of his face, his arms, chest, that happy trail…mmmm. I saw his muscles tensing and releasing under his skin, and being a yoga instructor and in the fitness industry my whole life, that was such a turn on for me. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Kiss, kiss!” I cried, desperate to close my eyes and kiss him again. Forgetting that was my safe word, I was glad he did not stop. I did not want him to stop. I just needed to kiss him again.
He seemed to know exactly what I meant too as he answered, “Not yet, Pebbles.”
His movement remained steady and unchanging, and still painfully slow. My eyes started to tear up.
“Please kiss me, please kiss me. I need to kiss you…” My voice was so weak and shaky that it sounded as if I were crying. I felt as if I might if he kept pushing me.
“Please kiss me, what?” he ruthlessly teased me one last time.
“Please kiss me, Sir,” I got out, just as he brought his lips back to mine. I grabbed his head and held it hard to me, kissing him wildly. I couldn’t stop kissing him and I didn’t want to. I bit his bottom lip gently, then sucked on it. His pace quickened slightly.
He chuckled, “Seems like you are in need of something, Pebbles.” He was loving how needy I was. And I could tell he was loving that he would be the man to fulfill those needs.
“I need you,” I said between laps at his face and mouth, and then quickly corrected myself. “I need you, Sir.”
“I’m right here, Pebbles,” he teased me again.
“I need you to make me cum. Please make me cum, Sir…” I breathed out between kisses, clarifying my wishes.
And with that, he grabbed my wrists and pinned them down by my sides and gave me one thrust hard and deep, then held still there on my g-spot. My eyes rolled back, toes curled, and my back arched as I screamed out a primal scream. My head thrashed from side to side, and I could feel my fingernails digging into my palms as I clenched my fists.
“Please don’t move, Sir,” I begged him as I could feel my inner muscles spasming uncontrollably, gripping and releasing him so rapidly. I’m actually not sure he could have moved, I held him so tightly.
He stayed still there for a while, keeping constant pressure on my g-spot, dragging out this amazing “o” and really letting me enjoy it. I got quiet and still again, as I always do when it’s a powerfully strong orgasm as this was. It’s like my body can’t perform any other functions and so the rest of it just shuts down for a bit… let’s me focus and feel only that amazing animal energy in me. I think he was starting to learn this about me, so he didn’t panic this time. He just stayed there, still with me.
When the intensity subsided, I opened my blurry eyes and searched for his. I found them staring down at me, and I knew he never took them off me. And it is hard to explain, but I felt as though his gaze kept me safe, kept me grounded in this worldly plane… so I could fly off to lands of unknown ecstasy. And all I had to do to find my way back was follow his gaze. He was the perfect Dom. “Thank you, Sir,” I said as our eyes aligned.
“You’re welcome, Pebbles,” he said proudly, knowing he had accomplished all he had set out to. He wanted to give me an experience I would never forget… an incredible welcome to this new world he opened up to me... and he did not fall short on that. I knew he had just changed my life forever.
Just then, I felt his penis squirm inside me, and I knew it was time for him. He had given to me everything I could have wanted and more, and now it was his time. He pulled out of me, sat up, and grabbed my left leg and found my pebble toes he loved so much. He tickled my heel, and slowly worked his fingers to the pads of my toes. He playfully fucked the space between my toes with his fingers. I burst out in uncontrollable laughter as the edges of his nails caught my skin. He alternated between that and dragging his nails across the crease between my toes and foot, varying the pressure each time.
“Oh fuck,” I exclaimed. Here we go again, let the tickle-torture resume!
“Does that feel good?”
“Yesyesyesyesyesyes…”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Sir!” I cried out. I was unrestrained and I feared I might uncontrollably kick him and hurt him. He didn’t seem too worried about it, and I soon understood why. He was in complete control. He knew how to vary the sensations from tortuous-tickling to sensual arousing.
He let my left leg finally go but did not release it back to the bed. Instead he placed it on his shoulder, then proceeded to pick up my right leg. He performed the same ticklish madness to my right foot. Then, with my eyes clenched tightly shut from laughing, I did not see what was coming, but soon felt it... the warm, wetness of his mouth engulfing my pebble toes. I squirmed uncontrollably as his tongue explored the spaces in and around my toes. Holding my ankle, he sucked my toes in and out as he had done earlier on my clit. Then he slowed pulled my foot out of his mouth letting his teeth scrape my skin. He applied toothy-kisses all over my foot. I squealed as this sent me to the edge of another orgasm and he sensed it.
He grabbed my hips and pulled me close to him, entering me once more. Little did he know that this position, legs on shoulders, was my favorite and put my g-spot in the most optimal pleasure position. He started to pump away on me, and we both knew it was not going to take long.
I tried to watch him, I tried to keep my eyes open. I stared at his lips so far from me now and wanted so much to kiss them. I brought my own hand to my mouth and bit my nail. Then needing to taste something, I licked at the pad of my fingertip. As he watched, I heard his breath and felt his pace simultaneously quicken. He was about to cum and knowing that brought me right there with him.
But just before we did, he grabbed my foot and inserted my toes back into his mouth. I reeled back and screamed out loudly. He had sent me over the edge. I tensed and tightened again to that quiet stillness, just long enough to hear his quiet huffs and moans as he finally released into me.
Then he collapsed down, falling into my embrace. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and held him as our bodies heaved up and down trying to find air again. We stayed like that all night. Sweetly kissing each other till we fell asleep, or more appropriately, passed out.
All night, I dreamed of the sensations Jay brought me to feel. My own moans awoke me and I noticed my hips were gyrating. I was aroused and feeling that deep need for release again, and I soon understood why. As Jay spooned me from behind, he had started tickling my thighs as I slept. I reached back and put him in me. I tried to savor every last sensation, every last kiss he gave to the back of neck and ears, as we came together one last time.
I’m not sure when I will ever get to see Jay again. But one things for sure… I will never forget this night, and I will never be the same woman ever again.
Thank you, Sir.
With love,
Callie
Jay's version:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317344-My-Pebbles-(M-F)
Part 1:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317378-To-Sir-with-Love-Part-1-The-Backstory
Part 2:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317381-To-Sir-with-Love-Part-2-Establishing-Trust
Part 3:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?317384-To-Sir-with-Love-Part-3-The-Challenge
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