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We'll both have to learn things along the way [Skylias & Las_True_Romantic]

It took all of his self control not to smile as she rocked her hips against his mouth, for if he smiled, the suction around her sin would lesson, and he did not want to displease his mistress. Instead, he tried something that he thought she may enjoy. His teeth teased her folds, nipping gently, not enough pressure to hurt, only to gently graze at the swollen skin. His tongue circling around the hood of her clit, but dodging the swollen nub of pleasure itself.

The hand on her breasts began to grope gently at her mounds, wanting, nay, needing to hear more sound of pleasure pour from his mistresses' mouth. The hand that held her panties to the side let them go, his mouth occupying the space they normally covered. Using his pointer finger, he gently stroked her perineum a few times before his finger traced the small and sensitive pucker of her behind. Anthony wanted to stimulate every sensitive part of her body at once, to ensure that her orgasm would be nothing but bliss.
 
These newly added movements of his mouth jolted Skye's senses, sending her into a level of pleasuree she hadn't before thought possible. Her moans escalated, assuring him that he was doing his job, and extraordinarily well. She rubbed against him all the more, trying to receive relief from the temptations his tongue posed, teasing her so accurately. The feel of his hands on her breasts caused her back to arch once more, stimulating her further.

Just when she thought he was done torturing her, teasing her with her climax yet not allowing her to reach it yet, she felt his probing finger circling around below his hot mouth, still working hard to keep her on the edge. She thought she would explode any moment with the way shivers of delight wracked her body, but somehow he held her in suspense for a bit longer. The feeling of his tongue, moist and prodding inside her, was too much to handle. "Anthony...ahh...I'm so close I can feel it..." She gasped between moans, pleading with him. "I...I want to cum..in your mouth. I want you..to drink it all.." she thrust her hips against him faster, longing for release.
 
As she rocked her hips against his mouth, he did the same, moving his mouth in the opposite direction of her hips. His teeth gently tugging at the folds as his tongue delved deep inside her. His finger gently probed at the pucked, not trying to force its way in, just tease. Anthony could tell that she liked everything he was doing so far, but he didn't want to go too far at too fast a pace. As her back arched, his hand moved to the other breast and squeezed a little harder than before.

As he heard her pleads, he looked up, though his mouth still worked on pleasuring her dripping sex, which he was not very addicted to not only the feel and look, but also the smell and taste of her most private parts. As her hips thrust, he allowed his teeth to graze her clit lightly. His tongue now pushing deep inside her, swirling around, trying to reach as deep as he could. He nodded his head to her pleas, not only to let her know that he would be more than glad to do as she asked, but to tease her clit more, grazing his teeth against it every so lightly, just to give her the faintest feelings of pleasure on the nub.
 
The feeling began again when she felt his mouth moving against her, a building pressure within her that needed to be released. Her hands clenched at the bedding, knuckles turning white as she arched her back, lifting her hips to his mouth, allowing him to penetrate farther, tasting deeper than he'd been able to before. Her mewing increased to loud sensual moans, filled with the sound of more pleasure than any other. She gasped wildly, grabbing at his hair, tugging to pull him away, though not hurting him. Her hips ceased rocking, instead fighting to escape his grasp as he continued even through her climax. "Ahhh! Anthony! I.. I can't take it..please stop..ahhh" Her eyes shut, lids clenching in intense pleasure as she fought the quakes that shook through her body. Her juices flowed freely from her spent orifice, ready to be lapped up by her eager servant.
 
He could feel her body begin to tense, his tongue being squeezed by her inner walls as she climbed higher and closer to her orgasm. Even as she grabbed and tugged at his hair, Anthony refused to move, His lips firmly planted on her sex and refusing to leave till he got what he wanted. Both hands moved to her hips as she tried to wriggle away from his mouth as she rode out her orgasm. Anthony greedily sucked, licked and drank every last drop of her juices which flowed from her body. His hands holding her hips tight as he lapped up every drop from between her legs, making sure that not even a drop missed his wanting mouth.

When he finished licking her succulent sex clean, he sat up and looked at Skye, deep into her eyes. His face and chin shiny with her slickness, Anthony licked his lips and smiled. "Mistress, you taste wonderful..." He whispered softly into her ear before giving her neck a sweet kiss. "Would you like anything else from your loyal slave?" Anthony seemed to have gained quite a bit of confidence now. Now longer waiting to be addressed, offering more, and his stutter almost gone. But his cheeks still burned a bright red. As much as Anthony wanted to let his eyes wash over her voluptuous and dreamy body, his eyes remained fixed on hers.
 
No matter how she seemed to struggle or twist, Skye couldn't seem to free herself from his determined grasp. It wasn't that she really wanted to be away from his eager lips, but the pleasure was just too much for her to handle. She eventually gave up the struggle, trembling through the sensual bliss. One final moan slipped from her lips as he finally slowed, licking up the last bit of wetness. She lay panting raggedly with her eyes still closed, blushing when he addressed her. "No need to lie to please me...it's alright..if I didn't.." It seemed silly to say after the display he had just put on. "Any...anything else?" She leaned into the kiss, enjoying the way he nuzzled underneath her chin, his lips feeling slick against her skin. "I'd say yes..but I'm so tired, you simply wore me out." She smiled at the last bit, looking into his eyes. There was something different about the way he looked at her now, and certainly the way he spoke.

"I wish I could..do something for you.." she blushed, gesturing to the still-strained zipper of his pants. "But I'm afraid I'd have to ask you to go wash your face first, you made a bit of a mess." Her laughter drifted softly through the room. She sat up, leaning into his ear and speaking in a soft tone, "Go on then. Right across the hall..and hurry back. I'd hate for you to miss anything."
 
He enjoyed the struggle she put up, he seemed to know that it was caused by the pleasure he provided that she said she could not take. Anthony shook his head at Skye furiously at her first words from post orgasm bliss. "I would never lie to my Mistress. Your juices are sweeter and more savory than anything I have ever tasted before." He assured her with a smile. Anthony seemed to enjoy her pants and moans as she tried to compose herself after her release, he was all to happy to see that it had effected her greatly. He pouted a bit and looked into her eyes. "I apologize Mistress, that was not my intent. I just wanted to please you." Anthony seemed a bit disappointed that she was too tired to enjoy more pleasure.

His cheeks flushed brightly at her suggestion and her gesture toward his throbbing crotch. "N-no..no. I am here to serve you M-mistress...." He protested a bit, his shyness suddenly returning at the mention of Skye returning the favor. His cheeks grew brighter at her laugh and the words whispered so teasingly in his ear. Anthony nodded slowly as he slipped off the bed. "Y-yes Mistress, r-right away." He said as he slipped out of her room quickly.

He wasted no time, Anthony sprinted his way to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. First thing was first, he went to the sink to wash his face; for a moment, he looked up in the mirror, smiling at himself, his lips and chin coated with her love juice, then he wet a wash cloth and reluctantly wiped his face clean. When he was done a thought hit him. I don't want her to feel like she has to please me...I get pleasure enough from seeing her enjoy the attentions I give her...Perhaps... Anthony smirked. As he made his way quickly back to the room, he tried desperately to will his boner away, if not just relax just a bit. When he entered the room again he smiled at the scene he saw, his Mistress laying in bed, her perfect body on display. "Did I miss anything Mistress?" He asked, closing the door behind him and making his way to the side of her bed.
 
Her body lay vertical with the bed, feet crossed in the air as she watched him enter. Her chin rested on the back of her hand, the other dangling over the edge of the bed. Her eyes rolled playfully at his question. "Oh yes, a lot. Just me squirming in anticipation of your return." Her free hand beckoned him to come closer. Lying at his waist-level, she noticed his erection had already faded. Do they normally go away so fast? Perhaps I'm not as appealing as I'd thought. The slight look of disappointment in her eyes quickly faded to relief as she realized that now she wouldn't have to worry about learning to pleasure him. He seemed such a natural that Skye worried her own performance might not match up.

That was something to worry about that later though, maybe if he stirred again tonight. Body sliding off the bed gracefully, she approached Anthony, blushing as she became aware of her nakedness. He was still shirtless and she reached out with a hand to graze his chest, admiring the muscle-tone that showed under his tan skin. It seemed strange to still feel shy about approaching him, after what had just happened, but she still knew so little about how he would react. She left her hand there, resting on his chest as she took another step forward, looking into his eyes as she waited to see what he would do.
 
Anthony let out a chuckle at her reaction to his question. As she beckoned for him, Anthony slowly approached closer. He noticed the disappointment in her eyes and was going to say something, but noticed that it faded. Perhaps she was relieved? He certainly was for that matter for a few reasons. First, he much rather give than receive pleasure. And second, he didn't know how he would compare at her skills, in truth, he had only remembered doing such a thing once, and that was when Mr. Simms made him do so to one of his customers before Skye had claimed him.

He watched intently as her body slid off the bed and drew close to him. Anthony's lips curling into a all to happy smile. His eyes remained on her beautiful face, the blush on her cheeks only adding to her sensuality. His eyes closed a bit and he let out a soft and relaxed sigh as her hand touched his chest. For a moment, his eyes followed where her hand caressed, but soon his gaze was back into her eyes. "Does Mistress desire something? A kiss perhaps?" He asked softly as he placed a hand on top of hers.
 
Skye smiled again, embarrassed that he was able to read her expressions so well. She nodded her head in a bashful manner as she moved forward yet again, til her breasts and stomach pressed gently against his middle. Her skin heated where it touched his, causing her breathing to become uneven again. She bit her lip, testing his reaction to what she would do. Her free hand rested just above his belt, palm laid flat against his bare skin with his own, larger and much warmer hand clasping the other at his side. She slid the one on his stomach slowly up, feeling each knot and contour beneath her fingers as she raised herself onto her toes. Her lips reached slowly for his as her hand met his shoulder, pulling him into the embrace. She wouldn't let the hunger for him show on her face, instead allowing her body to relax as she moved slowly. She wanted this to last forever, savoring each moment.
 
Anthony's smile brightened at her nod and her reactions, loving and enjoying her every move. He allowed her to move forward, his hands moving to her waist. He let out a soft groan as her hand slid up his body to his shoulder. As she raised herself onto her toes, he pulled her against him in an urgent manner. His lips crashing against hers in a kiss full of longing and passion. Feelings of both lust and infatuation filled him to the brim. His eyes closed as he held his Mistress tight against his chest, sure that she could feel his heart race. It wasn't long before something in his pants began to stir once more. Anthony's arms lifted Skye up by her waist, in hopes of distracting her from what lay restlessly between his legs. He simply held her up, and close to his pounding chest, enjoying the feelings that the kiss brought him.
 
Warmth flowed through her veins as his lips met hers. She sucked on his lower lip eagerly, trembling slightly with sheer joy. She gasped softly at the feel of his hands on her waist, so gentle yet so firm as they lifted her to his chest. Her lips wandered from his mouth, tasting the skin along his jaw and nuzzling softly in crook of his neck. She hadn't noticed before the intoxicating scent of his bare skin, so she breathed generously now, the smell of him making her feel light-headed. Long legs wrapped around his waist, helping to support her weight as she held him tight. She allowed her breath to tickle his skin a moment longer, keeping him guessing, before she licked once, all the way along his collarbone. She paused, massaging with her mouth for a moment before she lifted, teasing him with her warm gasps again and then unexpectedly licking his neck. She loved the way it made him squirm with excitement, surprised by the sudden cool wetness of her tongue.
 
He held her close as she trembled, letting her know that he was fully capable of keeping her safe. When her lips wandered away from his, Anthony sighed with pleasure, her sweet kisses sending electricity through his body. When her long legs wrapped around his waist, he moved his hands lower, now holding Skye up by her ass. His hands worked the luscious muscle, kneading it and squeezing gently, enjoying the smoothness of her skin beneath his fingertips. His whole body shivered as her hot breath tickled his neck, and a soft groan left his lips. The groan quickly turned into deep moan when her tongue traced his collarbone. The feeling of her moist tongue sliding against his skin caused him to moan again. He continued to whimper with delight as her mouth skillfully massaged his sensitive skin, but when she ghosted her breath over the wet spots on his neck and chest, he gasped sharply. His knees began to quake and he shuddered with delight as she repeated the process. Unsure of just how long he could remain standing, Anthony made his way to the bed, sitting down on the edge as he held Skye in his arms.
 
Skye's muscles clenched for a moment in his hands as he moved them down underneath her. The groping evoked a few whimpers of her own, being so close to the earlier source of her pleasure. His hands felt so nice, massaging her like this and she imagined him moving them all over her, kneading into her soft skin. A mixture of these thoughts and her servant's labored breathing caused her heart-rate to jump excitedly. She relished the shuddering of his body beneath her, slowing the cycle ever so temptingly as he lowered himself to the bed.

It was then that Skye felt his hardened member beneath her again, this time without the dress between. She was so sensitive to the rhythmic pulsing that it made her squirm in place, not that this helped either of them. Her face leaned in close to his face again, nibbling gently on his earlobe before she spoke. "Please, Anthony. Allow me to relieve you. I would....enjoy doing so, I think." She gave a few teasing thrusts with her hips, feeling how wildly it increased his pulse. "Besides..don't you want it? I'd do nothing more than touch..." her hand slid along his waist-band as she spoke the last word, as if to emphasize.
 
Anthony kissed her lips softly at the sound of her whimper, glad she was enjoying the attentions his hands were giving her ass. His breathing only continued to get faster an more excited, her reactions adding to the feeling of her wonderful body pressed against his. When Skye wriggled in his lap, he whimpered like a sad puppy, his body desperate for release and Skye not making it any easier on him.

He shivered and purred happily as she nibbled his ear. At first he nodded his head as he groaned when her hips thrust against his. But when she spoke again and her hand fingered the waist-band of his pants, he shook his head furiously. "N-no Mistress...I m-mean..." He stuttered, his mind filled with pleasure, unable to sort out his words at first. "I-I d-do want to M-mistress, b-but..." Anthony took a deep breath and opened his eyes, looking into hers deeply. "B-but I w-want to p-please M-mistress...I-it is m-my d-d-duty... A-and p-pleasing m-mistress i-is rew-ward enough..." He managed to choke out, his hands holding her hips tight.
 
Skye was thrilled by his reactions, listening intently for his soft moans and noises. She took it as a sign that she was atleast doing something right. The desperate whimpers he made as she shifted in his lap made her smile. Perhaps she would be allowed to help him after all.

She thought she had him in the palm of her hand, the way he purred and groaned at first, but then his delayed refusal surprised her. "Duty..." There was no need for the restraint on her waist, having stopped cold. She placed a hand on his cheek, concern on her face as she spoke, "...is that what this is?" Guilt laced her tone and her eyes fell swiftly from his in shame. "I...I wouldn't have..I don't want this to be an obligation. You're entitled to more than that." Her lips pressed against his softly in a lover's kiss. "I want this to be more than that...for both of us. Not a duty. That's for other times."
 
He instantly felt his heart sink at her words. His hands fell limp from her sides as she broke eye contact with him. He heard the pain and hurt in her voice as she spoke and it nearly broke his heart. Her kiss to his lips didn't help the feeling, the look in her eyes, the tone of her voice still ringing in his mind. Anthony couldn't believe he had hurt his Mistress's feelings, after Skye had been so gentle and kind.

"No! Mistress Skye! That was not what I meant at all." He said quickly, one hand on her shoulder, the other lifting Skye's cheek. "N-not m-my duty..I guess t-that was the w-wrong word..." He admitted, his tone full of guilt and sorrow. "I-i mean that...I...I enjoy pleasing you..being...being yours..." He explained, his eyes showing her that he was deeply sorry for his mistake. "I l-like to hear m-mistress moan and scream...i-it brings me more t-than enough p-pleasure."
 
Her heart twisted at the sound of his strangled voice. Even her kiss didn't phase the stunned look he had on his face, the disbelief in his eyes. She wished immediately that she hadn't brought it up, that she could take it back, anything to make him smile again. What he said did reassure her, though. "You like..being mine?" She couldn't help but nuzzle into the hand on her cheek, hiding her blush. It only grew deeper at the mention of her moaning and she hid her face against his neck. Skye had been completely wrong about this man. He'd turned out to be so much more than she deserved. "I...I would still love to give you more though. I know it must be hard to resist, when you want it so much." She cautiously placed her hand on the crotch of his pants, resting it there without moving. "I wish for you to feel what you make me feel."

She lifted her face to look him in the eyes again. "Please don't be upset..I misunderstood and I feel terrible. I'm glad you want this as much as I do.." She didn't blink, trying her best to convey that she truly meant this. Her eyes fell to his lips, looking so soft and warm that she wanted to feel them, taste them again.
 
He nodded when she asked if he liked being hers. The pained look in his face and the hurt sound in his voice receding as she nuzzled his hand and rested her head against his neck. She isn't mad at you...She was just confused by your words....need to be more careful about that... He thought to himself, giving the top her head a kiss. He looked down at her and blushed deeply as her hand rested on his growing crotch. He hoped that she couldn't feel it throb beneath her hand. "Y-you make me f-feel that way w-when y-you enjoy y-yourself....when y-you make those a-amazing sounds..." He told her honestly. "I don't want you to feel like you have to t-take care of me. I-I can relieve m-myself."

When he saw her eyes fall on his lips, he knew what she wanted. He leaned forward and gave her lips a soft, short, and sweet kiss.Anthony shook his head and gave her smile to reassure her of the words that followed. "I am n-not upset. I was afraid that I had hurt you Mistress. But I am glad I did not...I promise to be more clear when I speak. I am sorry..." He apologized.
 
It would have been near impossible for her to have not felt the stirring beneath her fingers, though she still didn't move her hand just yet. She was going to let his desire run on a bit longer. "Have to?" She shook her head, smiling at the same time. "I would love to do this for you... This is not going to be one-sided." Her head tilted to the side into the kiss, regretting that it ended so soon. "Don't worry about it..it's forgotten."

Her fingers curled and uncurled, gently grazing the raised fabric of his trousers. She smiled genuinely, a small dimple forming on her cheek as it stretched corner to corner. She loved his smile. "Now, please... I insist you allow me to show some appreciation for all you've done for me." Her eyebrow raised, her grin turning to mischievous. "Relieving yourself is certainly out of the question. Atleast not while I have the ability to help solve such...ailments."
 
His cheeks blushed deeply as Skye told him that she would love to take care of him. He nodded slowly, showing her that he was alright with whatever she decided. His smile returned to his face after the kiss, hearing her words only making it larger. As he felt Skye's fingers move atop of the fabric, he gasped sharply as he shut his eyes tight and let out a long moan.

He nodded slowly again as she spoke, listening to her words, the way she spoke them and the way Skye touched him, he couldn't say no. "Y-yes M-Mistress...." He stuttered breathlessly. "W-whatever y-you w-want M-mistress...p-please help m-me.." He begged softly. His eyes opened back up and looked at his mistress, the grin on her face. "P-please M-mistress..." He pleased, shuddering with anticipation.
 
The sound of his moan at her touch excited her, pushing her to do more. She wanted to hear him moan so badly, to hear the ecstasy in his voice like he'd put it into hers. Her fingers pressed gently as she leaned in for another kiss, massaging his growing member and coaxing it to it's full size. "Hmm.." she juggled her thoughts, feeling a bit devious. "Maybe you're right though...We could always wait till tomorrow if you'd rather I didn't." She teased, knowing it would drive him wild. Despite her teasing, her hand continued to grope and rub his aching erection, feeling how it pulsed under her fingers. She leaned in close again, closing her eyes as she breathed on his lips, brushing them with each word. "Then again...I know I don't want to wait."

Her free hand teased at his stomach, flicking her fingertips across the surface. As her massaging intensified, the tickling moved lower, nudging at the divide between skin and fabric. She didn't move any further, though. Skye wished to assess his reaction and make him squirm.
 
The harder she pressed her fingers against his growing groin, the more moans slipped from his lips. He began to gasp for air as she began to massage it, quickly growing to its full length and straining against his pants. His moans and whimpers began to melt together as he squirmed under her hand. "P-please Mistress...." He pleaded, looking up into her eyes with a sad and desperate look. As she whispered against his lips, feeling them brush teasingly against his lips, he lost all of his strength.

Anthony fell back and looked longingly into Skye's eyes. His body continued to tremble under her fingertips as they trailed alone his tensed abs. Every muscle in his body tense and toned for her eyes to enjoy. "M-mistress..." He whimpered as her fingers teased closer and closer to his member. Sweat began to bead on his forehead and he panted with anticipation as to what Skye would do next to him.
 
She bit her lip, wanting to give it to him right then and there, to satisfy the longing in his eyes. But she wouldn't. She was going to draw this out as much as she could, recompense for how he'd made her feel tonight. "Please what?" Skye teased, knowing very well what it was that he begged for. She giggled softy at how overwhelmed her was by her, falling back onto the bed. "Tired already? How about now?" Two fingers rubbed slowly along the length of his shaft, going by feel as she gazed upon his figure. She couldn't help but notice how tense he'd become, breath heaving, chest muscles relaxing and tightening.

Skye wasn't really sure how she was doing, but it seemed to be working. The sweat forming on his brow only reassured her that he was certainly getting very worked up. She leaned on the bed just so, so that her curves were in plain view for him. Her fingers tugged at the waist of his pants, moving so that they teased the small section of newly-exposed skin.
 
"M-more Mistress...please..." Anthony begged as she continued to tease him more. The way her hand trailed down his pants and teased his member. He gasped as he felt her finger run along his long shaft. "N-no M-mistress...just..oh god..." Anthony couldn't finish his sentence, the feelings that washed over him from her simple touches almost too much for him to bare.

If Skye asked, and if Anthony was able to answer her, he would have told her she was doing better than he could have imagined. He couldn't remember if before his capture if had been touched by a women before, but he guess not. The feelings she was giving him something he knew, deep down in side, that he had never experienced before. It felt much better than when he tried to relive himself, as if the feeling of being helpless under her touch added to it.
 
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