'Pardon', I replied?
'Ive cooked a meal, can you do the dishes'?
We meet at a bar last night, danced, sucked face and fondled, I was invited back to 'play adult', and now after a night of soft bondage and fierce fucking I was made breakfast in bed.
'Sorry, that sounded rude. Of course I can do the dishes'.
Dishes, it was toast and a mug of coffee, I thought.
We were still naked, go I got up from the beenbag and walked into the kitchen.
'What the fuck', I thought! The kitchen was covered in dirty dishes.
My host walked into the kitchen and smiled. 'I'll give you oral as you wash'!
As last night's oral had been fucking amazing on several occasions, I said, 'Deal'.
I went up to the sink and stood with my legs apart and started working. My hosted sat on the floor below my spread legs and started sucking, licking and using fingers, probing.
I ran the water, stacked the dishes and prepared to wash.
My host's ability to suck my genitals, and arouse my eroginous zones is extraordinary. I felt my body temperature rising as my host worked me, licking sucking and fingers massaging.
My host then finger rimed me, hot breath aroused me and the wet tongue lubed me. My host then inserted two fingers into my arse and I gripped the sink edge as the pain pleasure dilemma occured. I wanted more, my anus tried to push out the fingers and the dishes were still not finished. On and on I washed and on and on my host's oral mastery sent waves of pleasure throughout my body. For as long as I washed my host played with me. As I approached the end of my task I thought this foreplay would lead to another session of fucking.
'There I'm done I was able to say between waves of emotional and physical responses.
Quite nonchalant my host said, 'Me too', and got up and walked out of the kitchen saying, ' I want you to go now, thanks for doing the dishes'.