N. Walters - Erin's Fancy

As she kicked them away, she spread her legs slightly and stood there, bathed in the hot evening sun, allowing him to look his fill. The sunlight made the red strands of her hair glitter, and the blue of her eyes looked even lighter against her tanned face. Her full lips were parted as her tongue darted out to moisten them.

He was in total agony, but he knew that this moment was etched indelibly on his mind forever. There would never be another second of time more perfect than this one. Swallowing hard against the unexpected emotion welling up inside him, he held his hand out to her once more and waited.

Erin walked slowly towards him, but avoided his hand and dropped gracefully to her knees in front of him. He almost swallowed his tongue when she reached for the zipper of his jeans and slowly eased it down over his engorged cock. It sprang free immediately, as he wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Oh, commando. I’ve heard about this.” She was staring at his cock as if it was the greatest thing she’d ever beheld in her life. Abel was supremely glad that he’d only hauled on his jeans after he showered.

Using one of her fingers, she traced his length from the base to the tip, swirling it around the head and laughing delightedly when a drop of pearly liquid appeared at the top. He desperately wanted her to grip him tight and pump hard, but even more than that, he wanted her to indulge herself. It was just about the hardest thing he’d ever done, but he sat there and waited for her to make the next move.

Tentatively, she wrapped a hand around his cock near the base and slowly began to slide her hand up and down. Her grip was light and her movements slow. Abel pushed himself against her hand. “Harder,” he encouraged her.

Erin’s fingers tightened around him, and she began to pump her hand once again. This time her rhythm was slightly faster and harder. She glanced up at him, and he realized that she was looking for some kind of response or direction from him.

“That’s feels real good, honey,” he praised her. “But let me take off my jeans. It’ll be better that way.” He lifted his hips as he spoke and Erin tugged the jeans down over his thighs. Yanking off his sneakers and socks, she flung them aside, and then hauled his jeans down his calves and over his feet. Now both of them were naked.

Reaching down, Abel dug into his jeans pocket and pulled out a little bundle of tissue paper. “I bought this for you today.” He handed it to her and watched with anticipation as she unwrapped it.

Peeling back the white paper, she stared at the contents and looked back at him. He mentally sighed as she bit her lip, her eyes hesitant. “They look really pretty, but what are they.”

Abel reached out and plucked on of the items off the tissue. “It’s a nipple clip.” His finger tapped the little beads at the end, making them swing slightly. “It slips on over your nipple and we can tighten it until it’s comfortable for you.” Reaching out, he stroked one of her tight nipples. “These beauties stay nice and hard giving you pleasure.”

She glanced from the clip in his hand to the one in her hand. “Does it hurt?”

“No, honey. If it hurts, then it’s too tight and we adjust it.” Cupping her chin in his hand, he turned it until she was facing him. “It’s all about pleasure.”

“You’d enjoy it, wouldn’t you?” Her innocent question made his cock throb even harder.

“Oh, yeah.” He said nothing else, not wanting to pressure her, but damn he wanted to see those cute little clips hanging from her nipples.

Tentatively, she held her hand out to him. He swallowed his disappointment and took it from her, ready to wrap them up and put them away.

“Will you put them on for me?” Her soft plea shot through him like a bullet.

Would he? Hell, yes. Instead of grabbing her like he wanted, he took his time and drew her closer to him. Digging into his jeans pocket again, he drew out a small tube, opened it and squeezed some onto his fingers. Using his fingertips, he lightly coated her nipples with the lubrication. Erin said nothing, but leaned closer.

“That will help them slide on so they don’t hurt.” Picking up the first one, he carefully pinched the first nipple. It was already swollen, but he took his time, pleasuring her with his fingers before sliding the nipple clip over it. The clip captured the hard nub securely, and then Abel slowly adjusted the fit.

“How does that feel?”

Erin watched the beads dangle from her breast as she took a deep breath. She moved experimentally and moaned as the beads swung from side to side. “That feels amazing.” Her breathy reply had him reaching for the second clip.

When the second clip was in place, he sat back and looked at Erin. Kneeling in front of him with her legs slightly spread and the nipple clips dangling from her breasts, she took his breath away. “Put your hands behind your neck.” Erin complied and her breasts were thrust forward.

Using his foot, he edged her legs wider. Erin spread them wide, panting for breath as she watched his every move. “Now you look like the perfect slave girl ready to pleasure her master.”

His fingers traced the tight nubs before flicking the beads. He watched, enthralled as they swung back and forth. Leaning down, he placed a soft, light kiss on her lips. “Thank you for wearing them.”

Her tongue came out to lick at his lips. “You’re welcome.”

Abel sat back in the chair, spread his knees slightly, and relaxed. Erin scooted between his thighs and gave him a wicked smile up at him. “And do you want your slave girl to pleasure you now?” A bead of pearly white liquid seeped from the slit at the top of his cock at her sultry question.

Abel nodded and Erin took his balls in one hand while the other wrapped around his engorged cock once more. Her concentration was absolute as she squeezed and caressed his swollen testicles. Her hand wrapped around his cock, squeezing it tight before stroking up and down.

Abel couldn’t take his eyes off her. She seemed to have forgotten she was totally nude, but he certainly hadn’t. Her face, arms, shoulders, and legs were tanned a golden brown, while the rest of her body was pale. The contrast accentuated her milky white breasts and hips. Wisps had escaped from her braid, and framed her compelling face. Her eyes darkened as her arousal grew, and her inner thighs were damp. She looked perfectly natural, more like a wild rose than a cultivated one. Not showy, but filled with a beauty all her own that would never fade.

The only thing she wore was the nipple ornaments he’d bought for her. A feeling of possession shot through him as he cupped her cheek in the palm of his hand, tracing his thumb across her lips. Her hands stilled. “You are so beautiful.”

Erin shook her head and laughed nervously. “You don’t have to say things like that.”

“I know I don’t.” He kept his voice soft and even. “You have no idea how I see you. Right here, right now, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

Her eyes shone as she bent her head towards him, but he stopped her before her mouth reached him. “You don’t have to do that.” Even as he spoke, he swore at himself for being so damned stupid. Her mouth was so close to his dick he could feel her warm breath. His balls were tight with anticipation. He’d never wanted a woman to suck his cock this badly before, but it had to be her choice.

“I want to,” she murmured as her tongue swirled around the tip of his arousal. Her tongue snaked around the bulbous head with great enthusiasm.

“God, yes,” Abel groaned. His hand gripped the back of her head, holding her to him. She’d said yes, so now he wanted it all.

Erin lapped and licked his cock with abandon, and Abel used his hand to gently encourage her to take him deeper into her mouth. She gripped the bottom of his shaft with one hand even as her mouth descended upon him.