Chapter 47: Chapter 47

I am drowned not by the water inside this tub, but by the fluid that I’ve been suppressing for quite some time now. The tub is still half-full, and I have to endure it for a little more.

I feel like squirting it anytime, but I want to taste his whole shaft and I want to feel it enter me so I need to control my cum.

I begin to tighten my vaginal muscle to help suppress the uncontrollable feeling inside me. He groans as I do it.

He compliments me, “Good Avery, find your technique,” then he screws his fingers again and again.

He stops momentarily and arches my body even more. He lifts my pelvic and showers me with kisses again.

I moan loudly when his tongue licks me from behind, “Uh, Dee, no, I, can’t control anymore. It feels damn good.”

I couldn’t help but hold the mouth of the jacuzzi, almost erecting my body.

Then he licks and sucks the mouth of my opening, every portion of it. He sucks it and plays it with his tongue. Then play my clitoris with his fingers in a circular motion for a very long time.

I hold onto the bathtub edge even tighter, and groans, “Dee, oh, gosh, uh, I’m going to come, I feel so hot, I am coming, please, uh.”

And there, I come inside the bathtub. The pleasure is unbearable, it is uncontrollably fond. It was a great experience, but I feel disappointed in myself, now, I won’t be able to taste him. Not again.

But then he hugs me from behind and I feel my back lay on his chest. He squeezes my breast and plays with my nipples.

“But I didn’t control myself, I came out early,” I tell him wondering.

He chuckles and breathes to my nape, “Look at the water, it’s overflowing, isn’t it? You pass, baby.”

Surprised by myself, how come I didn’t feel the water rising.

He must have sensed my dilemma, so he explains it instead, “It is because your body temperature when preparing to come is hotter. So you didn’t notice it is already full.”

“I-is that so?”, I shyly ask.

He stands up and then claims his throne-like seat on the other end of the bathtub. He spreads his leg displaying his monstrous erection, “So now, are you ready to give me pleasure?”

I gulp and blink at his manhood, “Dear Lord, why is he so big? Will it fit my tiny mouth?”, I ask and pray by myself.

I nod hesitantly and approach him. I kneel down in front of him, and to be honest, I feel a little awkward now that I am reaching for it.

“Don’t be nervous, I’ll help you out,” he alluringly whispers to my ear.

He places my hand on his chest. He begins to stroke it with my hands but I halt him.

“Wait, let me, on my own,” I boldly claim. He seems surprised but his face brightens as he hears me say it.

“Think, Avery, think. You don’t have experience, but you read tons of it, right?”, says my inner self.

I try to squeeze my brain into what I need to do in times like this.

This is even harder than the research paper I’ve done in my college days.

So I close my eyes, take a deep breath while he waits patiently.

As soon as I get into the mood, I begin stroking his shaft. I slowly and gently stroke it up and down.

When he sees my hand jiving just right, he completely lays his back like a king would do, and puts his arms to the armrests on both sides.

Then, I begin licking the head, causing him to escape a soft moan, “Hmm, that’s nice. Keep going.”

So I let the head in and out of my mouth and suck it like I would in a lollipop.

Each and every stroke I give hardens him even more. My body even gets hotter as I do this to him.

Getting excited, I try to fit it in my mouth. I immediately suck half of his shaft but my teeth accidentally scrape him, and he screams, “Urgh, wait.”

My face turns red with embarrassment. I feel like crying but I try to hold it in, “I am sorry, I am sorry, Dee. I didn’t mean t-,” I apologize but instead of getting angry, he kisses me to shut me up.

“It’s fine, babe, I’ll teach you how,” he says and smiles at me.

He lifts my head and holds my chin, he brushes my lips with his fingers, “I forgot how thin your lips are, that’s why.”

He asks me to open my mouth as big as I could and stretch it as wide as possible. He instructs me to form an ‘O-shaped’ with my lips and curl my lips inward, to cover the teeth a little.

Then he guides my head towards his shaft and then commands me, “Now, take it in slowly, make sure it won’t touch the teeth, just keep your lips curl a bit.”

So I follow him and it is much easier. I don’t feel any strain from my neck, jaws, or cheeks.

He asks me to keep my facial muscles relaxed all the time. I followed his lead and successfully delivered my first blowjob.

He seems satisfied, but I am not. I don’t think I was able to give him pleasure. So I ask him, “Dee, h-how was it?”

Being polite he kisses me and then responds, “Not bad for a first-timer. You are a good student. Do you want to keep learning from me?”

His offer is very tempting and adding up the tipsiness I have from this steamy bathtub, I nod my head without any signs of reluctance.

I don’t even know why I say yes, I just know that no one can think straight after having steamy sex. Well, half sex, If I may correct myself.

***

Dee was the first one to come out of the bathroom, and I just finished a while ago. I put on this white silk lingerie he gave me and then cover myself with a robe.

When I come out of the bathroom, the light is already dim, I go towards the bed but couldn’t find him, then I go to the other side.

On the right of the bathroom, I could see the shadows dancing on the wall from a lighted candle, a dinner date set-up, the food looks delish, but I still can’t find him.

So I walk more and more and find a gap in between two shelves, there’s a source of light so I push it sideways and it leads to another room.

The moment I step in, I see Dee looking at me while holding a book. I look around and see tons of books inside. It seems like his study room.

I let out a soft greeting, “I hope I am not disturbing your reading.”

He closes the books and comes to me. My mind is blown when he moves forward, brushes my nose, and then kisses me deeply.

“You always taste like cherry,” he says in a teasing way.

I blush all of a sudden and look away from him.

But then he touches my chin and moves my head back to him, “Avery Anderson, you are mine, remember it!”