Mr Big: The sequel

Three weeks later, I find myself with the same man, in the same city, in the same room. Well warmed from a dip in the spa and my skin still slightly damp, I am sprawled naked on the bed, my feet propped on his broad shoulders and he intently exploring, softly, gently every nook and fold of my pussy with his tongue and fingers. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked down at him "I could take that for hours" "I could do that for hours" he replies.

This is not at all what I was expecting. After my last get together with Mr Big and subsequent texts and emails, I was expecting a hard, fast fuck with plenty of ass-slapping, hair tugging and generally decadently deviant behaviour. I was not expected a lover to accommodate my mood, one that recognised that I was feeling tired and perhaps a little out of sorts.

I was not complaining, indeed I was lying back and enjoying every moment of his tender explorations! Sadly, despite all his efforts, it just wasn't working for me. I kept getting close, so very close to cumming but I just couldn't tip myself over the edge. Time for a change.

I pulled him up onto the bed and pushed him back against the mattress. "My turn" I said with an evil little grin. "You do whatever you want, I'm yours to play with" Ah, the possibilities! I knew *exactly* what I wanted! Starting at the top, I kissed, licked and sucked my way down his body and half way back up again until I got to his cock.

Taking him in hand, I slid him into my hot, wet mouth and started to suck him in and out of my mouth, stopping every so often to give a long wet lick from the bottom right up to the top and back again. I wanted him slick with wet for what I was going to do next. Straddling his hips, I adjusted myself so I was just *so*. My pussy lips half wrapping around his cock, his cock my toy to tease myself with. Slowly I slid up and down, teasing myself and no doubt him.

I reached around behind me and lifted his cock just enough so I could slide myself onto him. I love that feeling, the way he stretches me wide open, fills me completely and then some. "Tell me what you want" he whispered. " I want you hard, fast, just fuck me....please"

With that, I rose up slightly so he could start pumping in and out of me. I leaned forward and pushed back, trying to fit more of him into me. He grabbed my hips and thrust deep inside me, fucking me furiously like I asked. Deep inside came a feeling, a sensation, building and growing until it threatened to overwhelm me. A something I have never felt before, and then there it was, a huge explosion of the most intense pleasure I have ever experienced, a different kind of orgasm than I have previously had. Fuck, I never knew you could cum like that! The intensity....