All through the meal, Kristen was promising me a great dessert and that I better save some room for it. The lobster that I ate was quite filling, and I just picked at the baked potato that accompanied it, so I wouldn’t get too full.
When it was apparent that the two of us were finished with our lobsters, we sat and talked. I was waiting to see what Kristen planned for dessert.
After about ten minutes of waiting, I just couldn’t stand it anymore. "So," I said, a little frustrated. "What is it that I’m having for dessert?"
Kristen got up from her chair, and pulled off her lobster bib in a single motion. "I thought you’d never ask!" Her cheeks dimpled as she smiled at me. "You’re having me for dessert. Now, take my fucking robe off, and let’s head to the bedroom!"
I didn’t need to be told twice.
In the bedroom, I found out that the bed wasn’t our destination. Instead, Kristen led me into the bathroom, and into the bathtub. "Time to get clean… so we can get really dirty later!"
Kristen carefully rolled down her stockings, and then slowly pulled off her teddy, making me wish that she had asked me to undress her — I would have gladly done so, even to the point of ripping them off with my teeth. She then sat on top of the toilet lid, completely nude, with her legs opened wide. I was treated to a magnificent view of her delightful crotch, and watched as she started lightly rubbing herself.
I was hornier than the brass section in my high school band. I started to approach Kristen, but she said, "Nah, uh!" and waggled her left index finger at me, indicating that I was only to watch.
Kristen continued to touch herself tenderly and lightly, and I could see her slit start to get moist in response. I had watched females masturbate for me on other occasions, but Kristen had a look of wanton sexuality and bliss on her face that made me realize that I was watching something a bit different this time.
My erection was so hard that I was almost in pain. Unbidden, my hand started to touch myself, just rubbing my right ring finger on the underside of my penis, sending waves of pleasure through my brain. Kristen smiled at me and nodded, her eyes closed into slits. I knew she was watching me.
I watched Kristen continue to pleasure herself, and encouraged by Kristen, I started to rub myself a bit harder, trying to maintain the same tempo on my shaft that Kristen was doing on her slit. We continued for about a minute.
"Jim, dear…" Kristen said, her voice sounding distant.
I smiled. Was Kristen asking me to come closer and bring her off? "Yes, Goddess?"
"I just wanted you to know…" Kristen said, lazily. "That if you make yourself come like this, it will be the only time you’ll come tonight. And that’s a fucking promise!"
It took a few seconds for Kristen’s words to sink in. I froze, realizing that I had been pretty close to orgasm, and I let out an involuntary groan. Kristen smiled, her eyes now glassy with a look of satisfaction in them, and I knew that the Goddess had won yet another round in her attempt to keep me quite aroused.
It was a bit of a struggle. I had almost reached the point of no return. But I managed to calm myself down, squeezing my shaft hard so that nothing would accidentally seep out. "I thought we were going to get cleaned up," I finally managed to say in a mostly normal voice.
"I’m waiting for you to go in first," Kristen said, continuing to play with herself in that maddeningly slow tempo of hers.
My eyes were still glued to Kristen and her shameless display, but I realized that just watching her wasn’t going to ease my suffering one bit.
I finally stepped into the bathtub, the water feeling surprisingly warm, and stretched out, the back of my head just touching the surface of the water, and my legs stretched out, not quite touching the other side of the large tub.
I heard Kristen sigh, and she reluctantly got up from the toilet, and headed into the bathtub as well, taking the opposite side of the tub.
Kristen was sitting mostly on my ankles, and her toes were about two inches from my ribs. I watched Kristen leisurely lick her index finger, the one that had been in her most private place just moments before. She took a while, licking up and down the finger, and even the little valley between the index finger and her middle finger, and then started up the middle finger.
My dick was getting impatient, watching Kristen’s talented mouth tease me yet again.
I didn’t think that I could get the same rise out of Kristen by sucking my own fingers, so I did the next best thing: I reached down and pulled Kristen’s calves toward me, the movement surprising her a bit, but she mnved her feet closer to me. I then pulled the calf that was on my right upward until her big toe was in front of my face.
I started licking Kristen’s big toe. I licked it like a kid would lick a Popsicle, using more or less the same sort of strokes that Kristen had been using on her fingers.
Looking at Kristen, I saw her eyes wide in surprise as I licked her. She had stopped tantalizing me with her now-forgotten licking, as she seemed to be enjoying my attentions. Encouraged, I continued, moving from the big toe slowly down to her little toe, and then starting back, this time actually sucking her dainty little toes.
Before I reached the big toe again, I heard Kristen moan in pleasure. I was amused… she was getting off while I sucked her toes?
I could feel Kristen rub her crotch up and down on my ankles. I was amazed… she was actually grinding herself. "Kristen dear…" I said, trying to stifle a giggle. "I just wanted you to know that if you make yourself come, this will be the only time you come tonight!"
Kristen looked at me sharply, and then the two of us ended up giggling uncontrollably. I took the opportunity to replace the foot on my right with Kristen’s other foot, and started my licking on the new target.
"That feels… sexy," Kristen breathed.
I didn’t answer, but continued to lavish attention on her toes. I decided that if Kristen liked this as much as she seemed to, this would become a fun part of our repertoire together.
Having satisfied both feet, I decided that Kristen was now ready for some real action. I sat up, moving myself closer to the middle of the tub. At the same time, I had manipulated both of Kristen’s legs so that they were both bent at the knees behind my back. My head was now between her legs, the petals of her flower within easy reach.
I moved closer to her crotch, and moved my hands under her delightful ass to give her additional support. I started lapping at her delicious slit, moving my tongue up and down, trying to maintain the same tempo that Kristen had been using on herself just before on the toilet.
After a couple of minutes of teasing, I started to focus my attention to her clitoris, which had protruded from the folds of skin where it had first been hiding.
Kristen was getting close. Her breathing was getting shallow and she started moaning. Her crotch was pressing into my face. These were all signs that I was familiar with.
Remembering a surprise that Kristen had given me a while back, I decided to see its effect on Kristen. My hands were still underneath her butt, but Kristen was supporting her body mostly from her legs that she had wrapped around my shoulders. Since my hand was already underwater, I started to rub Kristen’s butt with both hands, helping her drive her crotch into my face. I increased pressure of my tongue against her clit. I knew she was getting extremely close.
My right index finger rubbed along the slit in Kristen’s ass, fueling her burgeoning fire. However, now that I had figured out my trajectory, I suddenly forced my index finger into the pucker of Kristen’s anus, eliciting a "Whoop!" from a surprised Kristen, and the involuntary mashing of her crotch hard against my face. I moved my head back a bit to prevent Kristen from getting hurt, but I also continued to push my index finger inward.