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David nodded, then set her down. "Then let us begin properly."

He cupped her face and kissed her lightly, "Keep your eyes closed until I say otherwise."

His hands lightly fluttered down her neck, shoulders, then arms to her hands. He lifted them up, inspecting them critically. She had calluses on the tips, which was expected in that she played string instruments. Otherwise her hands were strong and soft at the same time.

He raised her hands until they were just above her head and instructed, "Keep them there for now."

Letting go, he grasped the bottom of her off white peasant blouse and began pulling it up slowly, allowing her time to adjust to what he was doing. As he cleared her head he folded the blouse neatly and set it on the tisy work bench to his left. Before he looked at her he said, "face directly away from my voice."

After Camille turned around he unfastened her bra and removed it from behind her. "Turn around, good girl," he whispered into her ear.

When she did he whistled appreciatively, "Very beautiful. How do you feel?"
 
Camille looked him in the eyes as he set her down and she was a bit disappointed but that went away once he kissed her. "Okay" She said as she closed her eyes.

As his hands trailed over her body, tiny shivers ran through her. She felt his hands on hers as he inspected them and she struggled to keep her eyes closed when all she wanted to do was look at him. She felt him raising her arms and she held them there and didn't say anything.

Her head tipped slightly in curiosity as he let go of her hands. A shiver ran through her as her blouse was pulled over her head. After being instructed to do so, she turned while resisting the urge to open her eyes again. Feeling her bra come off, she had to fight the urge to draw her arms across her chest.

She turned again, towards the sound of his voice and dropped her arms to her side. Despite the lack of clothing on her top half, she was still aroused. She enjoyed following directions from him. "Um...exposed...but okay. I like following your directions." Camille admitted and opened her eyes to look at him without thinking. She was so used to looking at the person she was speaking to that she didn't think twice about it.
 
David looked at Camille and marveled at the sight. Her breasts were full and heavy they were the tits of a woman grown and he hardened quickly at the sight. He stepped close and cupped them in his hands and squeezed them. Whether the moan came from him or her or both he did not know for sure, but it was there filling the garage. Her tits were soft to the touch and her nipples already hard, seemed to strain toward him, and David leaned over and licked then sucked on them both in turn.

His hands smoothed over her belly and back as he reached around her and unzipped the floral skirt letting it float lazily to the floor. Once it settled he hooked the waist band of her panties and yanked them down to her calves and let gravity take over from there.

She had a neatly trimmed strip about three fingers wide from the top of her slit to just below the waist band of panties. He ran his fingers through the downy hair and rotated his fingers down, brushing them against he clit, already showing from its good.

"Physically, you are everything I could want."

He closed the distance and kissed her as he slid his fingers down further into her folds. His tongue slipped into her willing, compliant mouth as he spread the lips between her legs with his fingers. "Now to see if you can be trained, your body seems willing."
 
Her moan mingled with his as he cupped her breasts. His hands were so firm yet soft and her nipples brushed against his skin. They ached for his touch when he pulled his hands away and she fought the urge to step closer to him.

Shivers ran through her body as his hands ran over her and then as he pulled her panties down, her breath caught. Camille gasped as David's fingers brushed through the hair and to her slit. Her hips moved forward to bring his hand closer yet.

Her already parted lips opened more to let his tongue in as she kissed him back deeply. "Trained? In what way Sir?" Her body tingled with the need to feel more of him.
 
He tapped his finger tip against her opening, feeling her juices flow down his finger, "Why to please me of course," he replied.

He picked her up again and this time carried her into the house kicking the door closed behind him. They went through the mud room / laundry area into the kitchen then down the stairs to the basement where his bedroom was.

Painted a dark blue most light died when it hit the paint leaving the room utterly dark when the lights were out. Dominated by a large four poster bed on the far wall, the room was spacious, but due to the paint appeared close and intimate.

He set her down and said, "Keeping your eyes closed for now, instead me."
 
Camille squirmed a bit, wanting and needing more than just his finger tip right there.

She looked around as he carried her through the house and down into his room. She drew in a shuddering breath as her gaze swept the room and she looked at David again. "Nice room....very nice bed." Her voice came out soft as he set her down.

Obeying his command, she closed her eyes and stood there. Her hands clasped behind her back as she listened to try to figure out what he was doing.
 
David slowly undressed, tossing his clothes at the hamper in the corner. His hard cock bobbed up and down as he moved to a position right in front of Camille.

He took each of her nipples in his hand and he pulled down toward the floor and ordered, "Be a good girl and kneel."

Once she was in place he said, "Now open your mouth," after a moment, "wider."

The bulbous head of his cock was less than an inch from Camille's beautiful mouth when he instructed, "Open your eyes."
 
She heard his clothes fall into the hamper. Camille's skin tingled as David stepped closer but she still gasped in surprise as he took her nipples and then pulled. As he pulled her nipples toward the floor, she sank to her knees. "Yes Sir."

Camille obeyed and opened her mouth and then widened it on command. Her breath quickened as she knelt before him and waited for more instruction.

David commanded that she open her eyes and she did so, only to have her breath catch in her throat at the sight of his cock right at her mouth. She looked up at him before slowly moving her mouth the last inch and taking his bulbous head into her mouth. He was larger than she thought. Camille started to take more of his cock in her mouth and she sucked while running her tongue along the underside.
 
David moaned, "Yessss, like that," as Camille took her into his mouth. Her tongue danced along the thick underside of his cock and he held onto her with two fist fills of hair.

Her tits pressed against his legs and the three points of contact seemed to complete a circuit and he shuddered happily when Camille ran her tongue across his piss slit.

He allowed her to worship his cock for a few more minutes, pleasure rippling through him the entire time. He lifted her from the floor and took her to the bed, and put her down on elbows and knees.

David climbed into the bed behind her and kissed and nibbled along the seam between her legs and ass. He licked his way to her anus and appeared it with his tongue, as he pressed a thumb into her wet cunt.
 
Camille let her tongue explore his cock as she sucked before taking him as deep as she was able to given her current position.

She sucked a little more eagerly as she felt him shudder and moan. She pouted at David as he lifted her from the floor and his cock. Once she was placed on the bed, she wiggled her butt at him a little, teasingly.

Camille tensed a bit as his tongue got closer to her anus. She had never had things done to her ass before and before she could say anything, his tongue pushed past her tight hole. Her tight pussy throbbed in excitement as his thumb entered her. Moaning, she pushed back against his hand. "Oh David......more...please." She begged. Despite the fact that his tongue in her ass felt weird, it wasn't a bad thing and she could get used to it.
 
David left his tongue right where it was, tunneling up her ads as he began stroking his thumb in and out of her already wet pussy. He used the last knuckle of his forefinger to bump against her clit with each rapid stroke.

He slowly pulled his tongue out, and replaced it with the thumb that had been buried in her. He slowly worked it into her tight, sphincter. Once it popped through she clamped down on it and he regretted not having his cock there.

He slapped her ass with just enough force for the sound to fill the room. He rubbed her tight ass as his thumb fucked it. He dropped spittle on the seam between his thumb and where it invaded her body. "Not tonight, but one night soon, I am going to take your ass."
 
Camille moaned as he pumped his thumb in and out of her and her already sensitive clit was swelling and throbbing. She needed more in her pussy...she wanted his cock buried inside of her.

As he replaced his tongue with his thumb, she gasped. It hurt for a moment but then it felt good...once she got used to something being in there. Her moan followed the sound of his hand landing on her ass. Her pussy and ass clenched in excitement at the same time.

Once he moved his thumb again, she relaxed and just let the pleasure take over. "My ass? With your cock? Are you sure you would fit?" She asked, slight panic in her voice. She wanted him in her pussy but wasn't sure about how it would go in her ass. He could barely fit his thumb in there and now he was talking about wanting to put something a lot bigger than his thumb in there.
 
David slapped her ads, leaving a hand print and growled, "Yes, it will fit and it will be amazing."

His mouth closed around her vulva and he began sucking and teasing her with his tongue as his thumb continued ramming back and forth inside her ass

He teased her to the edge of an orgasm and held back, denying her release. He nibbled along the crease between her ads and leg as he raised up on his knees. "Ready?" He asked almost rhetorically.

Grabbing his cock with his free hand he lined up with her honey pot and teased her with the tip. "Is this what you want? Why should I give you quick relief?"
 
"Yes Sir." Camille responded but before she could say more, David started sucking and all words were lost to her. She moaned and rocked her hips against him as the pleasure kept building.

Just as she was about to reach her release, he pulled back. Her groan of disappointment came out louder than she anticipated. "Oh yes...Please Sir! Pleeassseee..mmm."

She tried to move back to take his tip inside of her. "Sir...please..." Camille begged. She needed him and felt like she was going to explode. "Be-because it will feel great having my pussy tighten and convulse around your cock Sir. You may even get a quick and fast release from it." She said while still trying to get his cock inside of her before he was ready.
 
David smiled at the simmering woman below him and said, "You are telling me why you want me to, not why I should."

He reached around and began rubbing her clit lightly and asked, "Now tell me why I should?"

He could feel the juices flowing freely from her covering his fingers as he moved them slowly back and forth. Enough pressure to keep her excited but not nearly enough pressure or speed to bring her to release.
 
Camille moaned and squirmed underneath the sensations caused by David. "Uh..mmm...You should because then you can show me that you have the power? You control me Sir."

Her thoughts were scattered as he continued to tease her already throbbing clit. She needed release but she knew she wasn't going to get it until he was ready to give it to her. She also really wanted his cock inside of her.

He seemed to be everything that she had dreamed of and then some. Camille wasn't sure how to feel about everything and definitely couldn't process it right now. Her back arched a bit and she moved her hand to try to get him to add just a little more pressure. Her fingers brushed his as they moved back and forth over her swollen clit. "Please Sir...."
 
David smiled at Camille as she whimpered for him to give her the release she needed. He could feel the heat radiating out of her core, and he truly wanted to slam his cock home. She was not ready yet.

"Closer, Camille, closer," he cooed softly. "Begging will get you a long way."

He rubbed his cock head up, down, left and right over her opening, spreading her juices every where, including down his thick shaft. "What do I get, what will you give me for the release you need so desparately?"
 
Camille whimpered more, desperately needing release. "Anything Sir...I will give you anything. Please just fuck me and let me cum!" She begged between pants. Her breathing coming quickly in and out as her need increased even more.

She needed release so bad that it almost hurt and David held the key to easing the pain. If only he would allow her release.
 
That was exactly what David wanted to hear, anything.

He slammed his cock home, filling her pussy instantly and groaned as he felt her squeeze him at the sudden intrusion. "Now, fun now," he ordered as he pulled his hips back and fired them forward again.

She was tight and her ads bounced beautifully as he impacted it with his hips, and his eyes never left the scene below him.
 
Camille cried out as he filled her suddenly, the sudden fullness feeling so good. Before David even finished his order, she cries of pleasure filled the room as she let her orgasm tear through her. Her pussy contracting around his cock as he pumped in and out of her.

"Daaavvvvid!!! Mmmm!" She moaned and she could already feel another orgasm building. She had never had an orgasm like that but she had also never been teased like he had. Every time Camille tried to think about what was going on, the thoughts were thrust away as David filled her over and over.
 
David pulled out of Camille and smiled at her whimpered protest. He flipped her onto her back and settled between her legs again. He slid his cock home, slowly filling her.

He wrapped his hands lightly around her throat and began powerful thrusts straight up and down, bouncing her ass odd the bed in recoil. He tightened his thumbs some, restricting the airflow a little.

His eyes bored into hers with an odd mixture of control and passion. "I will not allow you to fun again until I do. So resist the need now, for I am not close yet."
 
Camille gasped as David filled her again and then as his hands wrapped around her neck, her eyes sparkled with desire. She watched David as he moved in and out of her.

The feeling of his hands on her throat, tightening slightly made her pussy tighten around him. She loved with a man did this and he was totally in control. Her desire to submit to him was surprising.

She looked back at him as he spoke, her breathing shallow but controlled. "Yes...Sir" She managed to gasp out. "Please.....fill....me...." She begged with the last of her ability to speak for now.
 
He absolutely adored the way Camille's heavy tits ebbed and flowed with each powerful thrust. It was almost as nice as when her cunt clamped down on him when he started choking her.

His cock slid back smoothly until not much more than the puss slit was in Camille still. Pausing for a second he waited until that peculiar needful whimper escaped her throat and he fired down again, setting her magnificent tits in motion again.

It was a beautiful sympathy of pleasure, her moans, gasps and whimpers filling the basement bedroom in an audiophiles orgasmic dream.

He felt the beginning of his orgasm building and coarsely groaned, "Soon..."
 
She kept her eyes on him as she fought her own orgasm. Her need to have release becoming more and more imperative but she knew she had to wait until he allowed it.

Camille moaned louder as he continued to go in and out of her. Her hands moved up his arms, feeling the strength there. She could get used to this on a more regular basis.

Looking into David's eyes with a pleading look in hers, she needed to orgasm and he held the key to it.
 
The look had every thing he could have wanted in a submissive. Recognition of position, a need to please him. That alone was enough to send him over the edge.

His hips fired up and down in short powerful thrust. Not pausing or slowing down his thumbs tightened around her throat as his balls contracted, expanded, and blew.

As the first volley fired from him, David slammed down one last time with a guttural groan, "Noooow"
 
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