The only thing that I would really do is ask if He wanted to go fool around or tell Him I wanted to fuck. After that I always waited until He made the first move basically. Lazy of me. And I'm honestly ashamed to admit it. He was just frustrated with it. I have fallen into that lull before. I thought, at the time, it was what is I'm supposed to do. That whole "He's in charge so I'll just wait for Him to take charge and then I'll respond from there." Like I said, it's lazy. After our conversation I took it all to heart and promised that I would become better.
Last night I asked Him if He wanted to watch porn. He said yes, so I popped one into the DVD player. After a while we turned it off and I asked if He wanted to go play with me. He chuckled and told me to meet Him in the bedroom. I had dressed up for Him. It was a simple body stocking, but I hadn't worn it in a while.
Once I got to bed I waited for Him to join me. Rather than simply laying down I knelt on the bed itself. When He climbed into bed with me He laid down on His side. I moved forward, while still on my knees. I started stroking His cock and offered my neck for Him to nibble on.
I asked Him what He wanted to do with me. He told me that He wanted to 69 as we haven't done that in a long time. You would think that with our height difference it wouldn't be possible, but it is. I just always have to be the one on top. It didn't last long as my hands continuously slid forward on the bed sheets and as a result I was having a difficult time staying in a place where it was comfortable for me to suck His cock.
I then flipped around so we were facing one another and rested on top of Him, feeling His cock throb against my hip. I kissed Him and we kissed for quite a while. We honestly don't do that a lot during sex or foreplay. We kiss one another all the time. But for some reason we don't kiss very frequently during sex/foreplay.
I teasingly would flick my tongue quickly into His mouth only to move back before kissing Him again. I was being playful. I think He enjoyed it since He allowed it to go on and His cock remained hard against me. I asked Him how He wanted me.
"How do You want me Master?"
He said that He either wanted me on top or for me to get on all fours and that either was fine by Him. I then sat down next to His hips and started sucking His cock from that angle. My legs were open and He snaked His fingers between my pussy lips and gently fingered me. I then slid down further. He chuckled and asked me what I was up to now. "Nothing Master."
I knelt in between His legs and continued to please His with my tongue and mouth before climbing on top of Him. I reached between my legs and ran the head of His cock along the length of my slit before finally putting Him inside of me. I laid on top of Him, gently moving my hips, while resting my head on His chest and kissing His chest on and off.
When I sat up fully He moaned which turned me on more than I already was, and trust me I was already wet as hell. I alternated between rocking my hips, rotating my hips, and then bucking my hips hard and fast. He grabbed my hips and after I got off the first time I was hot. I pulled down the top of my body stocking so that my tits were free. It helped cool me off a bit and as soon as I did He grabbed my tits with His hands, which only made me buck harder again. And once again I got off. That didn't stop Him from torturing my tits and nipples with His hands in a most delicious way. I ran my hands up and down His arms as He did so and sometimes put my hands over His. I was simply lost in every single sensation. I wanted to touch Him as much as possible, which He seemed to greatly enjoy.
But after a while I wanted something else. He has always encouraged me to let Him know if I want something else. If He wants it to, He'll allow it and if He doesn't He'll just keep doing what He wants. Simple enough.
Rather than using my words I used my hands. I ever so gently took His hands away from my chest. I guided His left hand down to my hips. He allowed it and gripped my hip firmly. Then I gently guided His right hand to my throat. As soon as He realized that is where I wanted His hand to be He grabbed it and it was like His hand locked. Apparently that turned Him on as much as it did me. I didn't have a lot of places to put my hands so I simply placed my left hand on top of His, where it was holding my hip and my right hand against His chest to help balance myself.
The tighter His grip on my neck got the faster I bucked my hips. I felt His orgasm start which kicked me into another one. His hand didn't leave my throat until after we were both done. I began to move but His left hand locked on my hip, forcing me to stay in place. He wanted to enjoy that sensation a bit longer.When He allowed me to move I immediately cleaned off His cock with my mouth.
I know that He was very pleased afterward. He held me for a little while, allowing both of our heartbeats to get back to a normal pace.
I sincerely hope that what I did last night is what He meant by wanting me to take more initiative. It's not like I put a lot of thought into it. I just ran with what my instincts and waited for His reaction as far as whether or not that is what He wanted. I greatly enjoyed everything. If that is not what He meant, I hope that He tells me. I plan to talk to Him about it later on tonight. I didn't want to ask Him right away. I didn't want to ruin the moment by immediately delving into a serious discussion.
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