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more?”
    He nods vigorously.
    Jasmine’s left hand gets involved, going to
work on her clit while she continues banging herself with her other
hand. She works herself over in both places until she’s right on
the verge of orgasm. “Stick out your tongue,” she says. “Now.”
    Eric obliges.
    Jasmine drops her pussy back onto his face,
grinding his face and riding his tongue while continuing to work
her clit with her fingers.
    As she drops onto his face Eric finds his
excitement reaching new places. He loves the taste and feel of her
insides; silky smooth and sweet and tangy and salty all at the same
time. Because she’s riding his face instead of smothering him, Eric
is able to see up the length of her body while she moves back and
forth against him. Her head is thrown back and her back is arched
and she’s making sounds he’s never heard from her (or any other
woman, for that matter) before.
    Then he feels her body tense up for just a
moment, followed by the loudest, most intense moan of the night,
and then his face is drenched even further by her juices as she
reaches orgasm.
    “ Holy fucking shit,” she
cries, leaning forward and grasping the edge of the couch as she
catches her breath. “That felt so fucking good.” She seems to be
talking to herself more than him. Which is fine. As long as she’s
happy.
    “ You liked that, huh?” he
says, risking her ire.
    “ I liked it a lot,” she
replies, sliding down onto his chest and leaning over to plant a
kiss on his lips. “In fact, I liked it so much I might actually
free your dick from where it’s been trapped all evening. Would you
like that?”
    “ I would like that very
much, mistress,” he says.
    “ Good answer,” Jasmine
says. “Very good answer.”
    She slides down his body and positions
herself between his legs. Working slowly, methodically, drawing it
out, Jasmine undoes his zipper, reaches in, unfurls his cock from
inside his pants, and frees it. It’s sticking straight up in the
air, as hard as it’s ever been in his life.
    Eric gasps in relief. He never would have
thought how good it could feel just to pull his cock out of his
pants. And there, he realizes, lies the genius of Jasmine’s
approach. All the things he’d taken for granted in the past could
be of far greater importance than he’d ever imagined. Under the
right circumstances even the tiniest of things could bring great
relief and incredible pleasure. It’s all dependant on how you
handle the situation. It’s something he’ll try to remember from now
on.
    All Eric’s deep thoughts are suddenly
forgotten the moment Jasmine wraps her lips around his cock.
    “ Holy shit,” he says, his
eyes fluttering and his breath catching in his chest.
    “ You like that, do you?”
Jasmine says, smiling up at him.
    He nods.
    She takes him in her mouth again, gives him
a couple of quick sucks, then slides his cock back out of her
mouth. She scoots back on the couch a bit and runs her tongue up
and down his shaft a couple of times before taking his balls in her
mouth.
    Eric makes a low groaning sound as she
suckles on his balls while her hand slowly jerks him off.
    Jasmine maintains eye contact the entire
time, looking up at him from behind his balls, her gaze intense and
playful at the same time.
    Eric isn’t sure how much more he can take
and he wants to make sure he at least gets his dick inside her
before he cums, so he reaches down and grabs her shoulders and
tries to pull her up to him.
    Jasmine slaps his hands away. “What do you
think you’re doing?” she says.
    “ I need to stick my dick
inside you.”
    “ Oh, you need to, do you?”
she asks, her tone serious but her eyes telling a different
story.
    Eric nods.
    “ How do you ask?” Jasmine
says.
    “ Please,” Eric
says.
    “ Please what?”
    “ Please ride my cock,” he
says.
    She tilts her head sideways, waiting for
more.
    “ Mistress,” he
adds.
    “ Say the whole
thing.”
    Biting down on his frustration, Eric