Make interpersonal relationships with my friend – 3

“Oh please Baby yes, I’m so close,” I said desperately.

“You remember I said there would be a condition?”

“Anything Daicy, please, what is it?”

“You can cum in my mouth… but I’m not going to swallow it.”

“That’s fine, okay!”

“But you are Johnson , after I feed it to you,” she said with that crooked grin.

Swallow my own cum? The thought was repelling, but I really had no choice.

“Yes Daicy, I’ll swallow it,” I said.

She opened her mouth and went back down on my cock, taking me in deeper still until her nose pressed against my belly, and in seconds I had the most explosive orgasm of my life. My cock jerked again and again as I pumped my load into her… I thought it would never stop.

When my cock finally settled down I looked at Daisy and could see she was holding all of my cum in her mouth, her cheeks bulging out a little as some of it dribbled down her chin. Then she rose up, and I will never forget her ‘cat who ate the canary’ expression as her face came towards me, closer and closer, until her mouth was on mine.

I closed my eyes as our mouths opened and she began pushing my warm cum into me. I swallowed as fast as I could as she kept squeezing it in until finally her mouth was emptied and I had swallowed it all. The transfer then turned into a long and deep kiss as our tongues met, both coated with my own cum… and I made sure to lick all the remaining drops off of her chin.

When she broke away from our kiss she said, “Now I want to use your tongue somewhere else… you know what I want now, don’t you Johnson ?”

“Yes, I do Daicy.”

She got up and lay face down on the carpet and spread her legs apart. I got down on the floor between her legs, my face directly above her ass, and began gently running my tongue over her the length of her crack, starting at the bottom and moving up.

After a couple of passes I gently parted her ass with my hands and repeated the motion, this time licking deeper between her cheeks. She began to softly moan as I continued, gradually pushing my tongue further down until it was close to her asshole. When I finally touched it with my tongue she gasped, and as I slowly circled it she began moaning more loudly.

Then I put my tongue directly on her asshole and slowly pushed it in. “Oh God,” she cried, “I can’t believe how good that feels, Baby. Push it into me Johnson , fuck my ass with your tongue. “

I pushed it in as deep as I could and held it still for a moment, then I began moving it in and out and around the inside of her, thoroughly exploring her most secret place with my tongue. “Mmm, oh God I love this,” she said, raising her ass against me, urging me even deeper. “This is perfect after play.”

And that was the final act of my submission to Daicy that evening, although not the end of our lovemaking. After showering together we got into bed and made wonderfully sweet and caring “vanilla” love, gently exploring each other, giving and taking pleasure as equals and feeling an incredibly intimate connection.

I wondered how often Daisy would want to dominate me. Was it a one-time thing to experience her long-held fantasies, or would she want to do it regularly? Were there more things she’d want to do, other fantasies to act out, or even new things to try that she hadn’t even thought of yet?

Lying beside each other in the afterglow of our lovemaking, I told her that I never thought I could ever feel this connected to someone. She replied that she felt the same, never expecting she would have a lover who shared her darkest fantasies.

“Especially someone I really liked and wanted to like me,” she added, and then laughed. “I figured that if I ever talked about this stuff I’d only be doing it to get someone I didn’t like out of my life!”

“So, you’re saying you like me Daisy?”

“I love you Johnson ,” she said.

“That’s good,” I said, “because I love you too.”

We turned to each other for one last kiss before turning off the light and then we both turned over on our sides and into a perfect spooning.

“Johnson ,” she whispered in the darkness, “can a relationship work like this?”

“Like what?” I asked, nuzzling the back of her neck as I held her against me.

“Doing these kinky things. Hurting you. Because I really loved it, tonight was just incredible,” she said, “and you know I’m going to want to do it again, right? “

“Well, I was hoping you’d want to do it again.”

“Any time I want?”

“Yes.”

“You might be sorry you said that Johnson .”

“If I’m ever sorry about saying that I’ll tell you Daicy. Until then, I want you to do whatever you want, whenever you want.”

“I can try doing other things to you, because we have safe words, right?”

“Yes.”

We lay there in silence for a few minutes, my mind cataloging everything she might want to try… and everything I’d enjoy her trying. Somehow I felt secure that those two lists would have a lot in common.

“Johnson ,” she said, “after the conference tomorrow can we go shopping?”

“For what?” I asked.

“Well, we need a collar and leash for you, and a strap-on for me, not to mention a proper flogger, and… a few other things. I might still have some more secrets, you know.”