Suddenly Asked Inquiry
Have you ever had anything pressed against your face?" Sophie asked her personal chef as he cleared the plates from the table after serving her a sumptuous lunch.
The chef froze, his mind Racing with various thoughts. Sophie chuckled at his obvious embarrassment, watching his face turn crimson with her teasing. "Umm... yeah, I guess so," he stammered before scurrying to the kitchen to load the dishwasher.
As he fled, Sophie broke into laughter. She loved tormenting her chef, and sometimes, it was such a breeze. They had a few steamy rendezvous over the past few months that left her fulfilled.
"I'll be back in a minute. Stay put, Chef," Sophie called out as she entered her bedroom to change. Sophie knew exactly what she was going to wear, slipping on a dress in seconds. It was white, not the standard black she typically donned. The bodice comprised stretchy cotton-spandex that tightly hugged her body, revealing her small breasts and hard nipples while the lower mini skirt flared out to sit right above her knees.
Sophie did a twirl, causing her skirt to rise and display her beautiful ass before falling back into place. Grinning, she walked back into the living room to taunt him again.
"Thanks for staying, Chef; I needed you here for something. Y'know, a quick favor." Sophie purred, sitting next to him on a kitchen stool.
Catching his hand, she kissed his fingers, her usual shyness disappearing as she seductively took one finger between her lips and sucked on it. She alluded to his obvious discomfort as she hardened below.
Temporarily halting her teasing, she cooed, "I've had this fantasy, and I hope you can fulfill it, Chef."
The chef shifted uncomfortably, attempting to adjust his position as Sophie held his hand to her lips, waiting for his answer. Knowing his inevitable acceptance, he smiled and nodded.
Sophie bounced over and gave him a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Great! Now escort me into the living room," Sophie ordered as she grabbed his hand and led him there.
Sophie faced him, gripping his hands as she began recounting her fantasy. "I've never sat on a guy's face and climaxed," Sophie confessed, blushing with embarrassment.
"How would you want me?" the chef inquired.
In response, Sophie urged him to kneel, "Position yourself here on the floor."
The chef soon knelt on the floor in front of the large window, overlooking San Diego. Sophie stood, her arousal evident, and peered down at him. Sophie lowered herself a bit and suddenly, she felt his tongue on her pussy. She gasped at the feeling and, realizing she couldn't maintain her stance, adjusted so that she was kneeling on the floor, making sure her pussy made contact with his mouth.
Grimacing at the visibility of her actions, Sophie was relieved to hear the chef's enthusiastic response. "Boss, I'm ready. Please take your time and enjoy."
Feeling even more emboldened by his readiness, Sophie covered his head with her skirt. It aroused him immensely, inspiring his own fantasy. Sophie moaned as she felt his tongue tunneling in and out of her entrance, then caressing her clit. The vibration pulsed through her body, heightening her arousal.
The chef coped with her wetness, honing his techniques. He would delve inside her entrance before switching to reaching for her sensitive clit. Sophie's arousal began building as her juices flowed steadily. Her hips jiggled enticingly, letting him know which movements gave her the most pleasure. [The chef quickly lost himself in pressure, moans emanating from Sophie's lips as she felt his tongue dot her clit rhythmically. When Sophie covered his head with her skirt, the encounter intensified.][Sophie's shyness vanished, and she grinningly obliged, wishing to his faceless appearance amidst the skirt.[He sensed her readiness, and realizing the pressure working between her legs, Sophie quivered with satisfaction. With a single word, Sophie ordered him to uncover his head, and as he complied, her upper body shifted above him along with her supple hips.][Sophie's usual modesty evaporated, and her desire for her chef escalated. Secure to his eagerness, she summoned the skirt over his head, embracing his face with it. Sophie's moans intensified, invigorated by his gaming and attention to her clit, her juices spilling out in abundance. "Yes, right there, don't stop," she cried out ecstatically. ][Grief eased into his usual submissiveness, probing Sophie in and out with his tongue with utmost care, including her clit. Only then did Sophie suddenly stiffen, her body trembling with impending release. As she came, her world spun. Ronick relished the glory of her climax, feeling her inner walls twitch with every pulse.][Sophie’s bashfulness abated as her passion for him swelled. On his verbal command, she took off the skirt from his head, her lip-glazed visage hovering above, but not sitting, and exposed to his glimpse. In this mystifying position, Sophie moaned less, preference for neck-tickling over neck-sucking, though her juices fecundated the floor. "Keep doing what you're doing," charmed Sophie in trace of consciousness.]
The supervisor grew more assertive in her pursuit of climax, "Lick there, damn it, suck it again, slide that tongue inside me once more, sweetheart, yes, right there," She kept repeating as she writhed atop Chef's face.
As Chef utilized his mouth to enthrall, Sophie moaned and the directions increased in volume until, when he placed his lips around her clit for the final time, she began to quake and shriek out, "Yes, darling, I'm coming."
Chef endeavored to maintain touch with her pussy as she contorted and squirmed through her climax, trying to prolong it as long as feasible. He enjoyed making her cum, and this was the most thrilling orgasm he'd ever witnessed. His penis throbbed in his trousers, but he wanted this to be entirely about Sophie. He understood that she would attend to him, if not that day, then there would be another.
Ultimately, Sophie had her fill and dropped to the floor beside him; she curled into a ball with her hand between her legs as her breathing regained its usual pace. Chef gazed over to spot Sophie grinning up at him. "Chef, we'll be adding that to the menu regularly."
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