Duke(50)
Her mouth was a virgin. He’d get to teach her. He was willing to bet her ass was, too, but she wasn’t ready for that conversation yet.
“Let’s get in the shower together, Beautiful. Take turns cleaning each other?”
* * * *
Gen didn’t know what to expect in the shower, but as usual, Duke exceeded anything she could’ve dreamt.
He got her wet, moved her out from under the water, and massaged soap into her entire body. She stepped away with a yelp as his soapy finger cleaned her bottom hole, but he made her lean against the wall and spread her legs so he could rinse her everywhere.
He leaned into her when he finished, his hard length at her hip, and growled into her ear, “Okay, Beautiful, now I’m gonna sit on your pretty tiled shower bench and let you play and explore. I expect you’ll spend a lot of time cleaning my cock and balls, because your mouth will be on them when we finish our shower.”
Gen washed his hair, soaped his neck, his chest. She made him turn so she could get to his back, and then sat on the floor of the shower and soaped every toe before working her way up his body. When she got to his cock she tentatively used two fingers to soap it, but he took her hand and wrapped it around his thick length, saying, “Play around with how hard to squeeze.” He tightened his hand over hers, let it go up and down loose, and then put more strength behind it. “That’s about as tight as you should go on my cock, but the balls are sensitive. Light touches to them.”
Gen’s face flamed hot at the instruction, and he said, “No embarrassment with me, ever, Genesis. If you don’t know how to do something, I’ll teach you. As you get used to me, I’ll make a lot of demands, but if you please me and do as you’re told, I’ll make sure you enjoy yourself.”
He let go of her hand, allowed her to play on her own again, and she looked at his cock instead of him as she asked, “What kind of demands?”
“Eventually, if I wanna fuck you over the back of your sofa, I’ll tell you where I want you. If I want to look at you, I’ll expect you to lay still, all spread out, so I can look. If I want a blow job, you’ll give me one. I want your hands on the headboard while I play with you, you’ll leave them there.”
His harsh words set her heart beating faster, and even more heat streamed towards her girl parts. Duke caressed her cheek, encouraged her to look up, and when she did his eyes were gentle.
“You aren’t ready yet, and I promised to go slow and be careful with you until you could get used to me.”
“What if I don’t want to bend over the sofa, or give you a blow job?”
“If there’s a reason — you don’t feel good, or need to be somewhere soon — you’ll tell me. Otherwise, you’ll do as you’re told if you want me to take care of you the next time you’re horny.”
Gen thought about this a few minutes, and asked, “Okay, so if I want you to do me against the wall again, or I want you to use your mouth on me, I can tell you and you’ll do it?”
He shook his head. “Not quite, Beautiful. If you’re horny I’ll take care of you, and I’ll take into consideration what you’re wantin’, but I’ll choose how to get you off.”
She ran her hand up his shaft, watched as her fingers dipped in just under the head and then went over the hump. She let each finger go up, and then back down, reveling in the steel core and apparently sensitive skin. She could hear his breath catch every once in a while, and loved that she could affect this strong man like this.
More soap on her hands, and she reached for his balls. He spread his legs farther and scooted to the edge of the bench to give her better access. She remembered what he’d said about being gentle, so she was careful. Eventually, she played with his balls with one hand and used her other to stroke his hard length, and after a while he put his hand on hers and said, “You’re killin’ me, Beautiful. I think it’s time we rinsed and got in bed.”
“I need to condition my hair before I get out, and it’ll take about ten minutes to dry it before I can come to bed.”
He looked at her a few seconds, his face incredulous, but then smiled and said, “Okay, Gen. I probably need to cool down a little before we start again, anyway.”
By the time Gen made it into bed, Duke wasn’t as hard as he’d been earlier. He’d also gone downstairs and brought up what she was sure was a small bowl of her coconut oil.
“Okay, Beautiful. Lay down and explore some more. I’ll talk you through using your mouth, but you already know how to handle me, so just add your lips and tongue. If you want me slick, use a little coconut oil, but I’d be just as happy with your mouth providing the moisture, Babe.”