1 comments/ 17274 views/ 0 favorites All is Forgiven By: joiphulone Joy walked into her apartment upset from having to walk home. She was expecting James to pick her up hours ago, but he didn't show. When she entered and saw him sitting there she got very upset. "Oh, you are so gonna pay for standing me up! Whatever your lame excuse is, I don't want to hear it. You knew that I was going to be there waiting for you faithfully." Joy spoke with a very strong authoritative tone. She was not happy. Usually she is a very understanding person, but after waiting outside hours, the rage within her grew. "You know better than to be disobedient James. We've been through this before. I thought you were better trained than this. How could you deliberately hurt me so? Now you must prepare yourself for your punishment." Joy continued as she paced around the apartment. "I want you to stand up in front of me and look at me. Don't move." Joy demanded. James silently stood up immediately knowing better than to try to say anything while she was upset. It was understood that he would only make things worse if he spoke. You don't look the least bit sorry. You were probably out fucking some whore from the street. Now strip before me as I watch you. No dancing or anything cute. I just want you to stand before me naked." Joy ordered. James removed all his clothing and let them fall in a pile on the floor leaving him totally exposed in front of his lover without saying a word. Joy loved his body. He was tall and lean with short dirty blonde hair combed off to the side. The muscles in his body were well defined. "Now James, I want you to go sit over there in that wooden chair and not move." Joy commanded. She stood almost as tall as James with her arms crossed and longs legs spread slightly but firmly dressed in a tight white top and short black skirt. James, standing at 6 feet tall, looked at Joy with his light brown eyes seeming to say he was sorry. She was not in the mood for apologies. He lowered his head and took a step towards the seat across the room by the large bed. He knew he was wrong and that he had hurt his lover greatly how could he tell her it was all a big mistake when he knew she wouldn't listen to him anyways? "What do you think you are doing?" Joy's voiced bellowed at him loudly. "I was just going to sit as you requested." James answered softly keeping his head facing down. "Shut up you fucking dog. You don't deserve any luxuries. Get down on your hands and knees and crawl over there." Joy instructed clearly as she stepped closely behind him and slapped his ass. He jerked from the surprise more than the pain, which only upset Joy all the more. Using her strength, she put her boot on his side and pushed him over. He lay there not sure what he should do now looking up at her towering over his sprawled out body. He could see the hurt in her deep dark eyes and knew he was about to be punished. "Get up you fucking waste of time, get your sorry ass over to that chair so that I can begin your punishment." Joy ordered. James positioned himself on all fours again and began his slow crawl over to the chair. The floor was hard under his knees, but he knew better than to complain. As he was seating himself, Joy was taking a large amount of rope out from a bag that she kept by the bed. James understood that he deserved whatever Joy had planned out for him. He knew Joy well enough that in the end that this was going to be pleasing for both of them, and stayed in his role that she was designing for him. Joy started wrapping the rope around James, tying his arms down against his body and onto his legs. James sat quietly speculating what the impending torture would be. She continued down around his legs and secured them tightly in place as he thought of previous punishments in which Joy had tied him to the bed for her own sexual gratifications. She usually would get herself off and let him suffer extensively before she would allow him to cum too. James wondered why this time she chose to tie him to a chair. Once she had finished, she grabbed a bandana and covered his eyes, knotting it in the back. As James sat tied to the hard chair unable to see anything, he had to depend on his hearing to know what to expect. He could hear Joy walk across the floor in her high heeled boots and then a jingle sound. James questioned in his mind what that noise was, could it have been her car keys? James listened to the sound of the handle turning, the door opening, and then Joy's footsteps out into the hall closing the door behind her. Thoughts just whirled around. James couldn't believe that Joy just walked out the door with her car keys and left him naked and tied to a cold hard chair. What in the world could she be doing he wondered. He started conjuring the possibilities. He thought that she must have wanted him to wait a long time like he had made her earlier and that this was her revenge. James could only sit, wait and think. His mind started dreaming of the day he had met Joy.... James and Joy have a great relationship consisting of all sorts of experimentation. They had met each other through some mutual friends at party. He was a handsome business man fresh from a long day at work, dressed in his finely pressed clothes and shined shoes. He was a very intelligent man who enjoyed helping others understand the intricacies of money management. His work required him to always be in control portraying the proper business image. His hair was short and well kept and he had a very shy smile. He was having his first drink when Joy arrived. She was beautiful. She was tall and lean with long muscular legs. She had her dark wavy hair up with just a few strands dangling down framing her face. Her succulent breasts and hard nipples were protruding through her tight blouse. When she turned James couldn't help but notice her sweet round ass. Nasty thoughts of bending her over and taking her right there and then entered his perverted mind, but being a gentleman, he would never act on his impulses. His thoughts were always bold and wild, but in reality, he was too shy to act on any of his fantasies. James approached her and offered her a drink. She looked at him with her dark doe like eyes and flashed him an inviting smile. "Yes, I would love something to quench my thirst." She responded in a sultry voice with a sexy wink. He handed her a beverage and smiled. He was under her spell, at a total lost for words. "Well, I see the cat has certainly taken your tongue hostage. I guess that means I will never know the hidden talents that it has to offer someone such as myself." Joy teased while slowly licking her lips. Recovering quickly and not wanting to pass up such an open invitation, James stood up and brought himself real close to Joy. He was obviously nervous in the company of such a good-looking lady, but he wanted an opportunity bad enough to take a chance. James could feel his heart beating faster through his shirt. He was going to kiss her hard and full on the lips and let her know what he could do with his tongue. He mustered up the courage and leaned towards her and kissed her ever so gently on the cheek. The gentleman within him won. It always did. James closed his eyes and turned his head disappointed in himself for blowing his odds of more. Joy thought that it was a sweet gesture feeling flattered by a real man with manners. She seemed to understand his vulnerability to her. Joy's hand reached over and tenderly took James' chin in her fingertips. Gently she directed his face towards hers. She pressed her full lips against his wanting mouth and kissed him deeply, presenting him with her tongue to dance with. James couldn't believe that this was happening to him. He was not about to stop this and responded by moving his mouth and tongue with hers. He wrapped his arms around her hot body and lightly caressed her. She joined her hands together around his neck loosely, bringing him closer. James was heaven. His hands moved up into her hair and slowly back down her back. He liked the fact that she took control. He released himself to her enjoying the full luxury of being taken by a woman. A groan escaped from her mouth as they were still joined and James instantly felt his cock twitch beneath him, and this was just the beginning of an incredible relationship. James continued to think about how he enjoyed having his lover take over. He thought it must be odd to be a male submissive type, but also, how much he thoroughly loved letting go and gaining real freedom by listening to someone else and having her command his every move. The more comfortable James and Joy were with each other, the further creative their role-playing became. James never knew when Joy would want something from him and secretly adored the unpredictability from her. Today was another example of the unforeseeable inventive flow of his lover on a mission of sexual gratification. James knew that today was going to be very different than all those other times she had punished him for being late. James started to move his head in a circular motion trying to work out the kinks that were building in his neck from his long wait. He couldn't move his hands or feet at all. He felt a chill coming over him as he sat and waited thinking that this was going to be an easy punishment to get through. Then he heard the familiar sound of keys unlocking the door. At last she had returned and would release him and begin the fun he thought. Straining to listen, James noted that there was another set of heavier footsteps. Now he was starting to feel a little uneasy, after all he was sitting naked tied to a chair. No voices could be heard, but there was a familiar wet sound he couldn't quite make out. Then it dawned on him, it was the sound of kissing. He knew that Joy was fond of using her tongue and lips, but whom was she embracing? As James struggled to figure out what was going on, he failed to hear Joy approach him. "Well, lover. It's time to continue your punishment. I want you to meet my friend Sean." She stated as she took off the blindfold from around his head. James quickly readjusted his eyes to see who was there. Joy took the bandana that had been around his eyes and fastened it securely around his mouth. She bent over and kissed James lightly on the forehead without saying another word, she returned to the man that she had brought home. James didn't recognize this person at all. He was a ruggedly handsome man with short dark hair and a mustache. The rather tall stranger looked over at James and smiled, but didn't offer a greeting. Joy had obviously given him instructions what to do. Sitting helplessly, James could only watch his lover in the arms of another man, kissing and caressing each other. James wasn't sure what to think. He remembered having conversations with Joy about having other people join them, but he had always thought that it would be another woman and that he would be participating. Joy and Sean began kissing passionately. James watched as his lover captured Sean's tongue and began to copulate it. Sean kissed Joy on the lips and to her cheeks and down her neck. James knew that this was one of Joy's most sensitive areas. He tried to move but was unable due to the restraints binding him. Sean started nibbling on her neck and Joy's body responded. Joy's hands found their way to Sean's pants quickly undoing them and sending them down to the floor in a crumpled mess. James stared as Sean removed Joy's blouse revealing her beautiful full breasts. Sean immediately brought his hands to them, massaging them roughly between his fingers while his lips followed his hands down. Sean took one of her dark nipples into his mouth and suckled on it so gently while his hands continued to mash at her tits, squeezing and pulling. Joy turned her head towards James and licked her lips, taunting him. She was deliberately allowing this strange man to touch and please her in front of James. She knew how much James treasured her boobs and undoubtedly was using this as a cruel torture for James. Sean oblivious to the unspoken interaction sucked more firmly on her luscious orbs. Joy sighed deeply heaving her breasts closer to Sean's eager mouth bringing her hands to his hair and tugging on it. Twirling and twisting her nipples Sean devoured her flesh. Despite the wonderful feelings she was experiencing, Joy began to let her body fall to her knees at just the right angle so that James could see everything. She wanted him to see her taste Sean's cock. His member was hard and ready for attention. She took his long hardness into her hands and began to rub up and down. Her left hand cupped his balls and began to massage them as she continued her hand manipulations on his shaft. James could almost feel her tongue as he watched helplessly. He was very familiar with the incredible sensations that Joy's mouth could provoke. James watched as her tongue curled under Sean's rim and licked around and round, and then glide down his length to his balls. Her tongue flicked over its' tip paying special attention to his slit with her mouth taking the whole tip hostage within its wet darkness. Her mouth sucked him in so tightly and deliberately as her hand pumped the rest of his cock. Joy broke her suction with a pop sound and began licking all over his hardness. His balls were still being massaged tenderly as her mouth was eagerly consuming every inch of his massive member. Joy tilted her head and looked right at James as she licked Sean. She used her hand to grab a hold of the base of Sean's cock and prepared herself for her next moved. She encircled the top of his dick and opened her mouth wide. In a flash she had swallowed his entire shaft. Sean gasped and his hands grabbed her hair. James knew that when he pulled on Joy's hair that it turned her on immensely. He could only watch as she increased her speed and she began to moan. "Oh God woman! You can suck! Oh damn! That feels so good. Don't stop. Don't stop! Baby, you definitely know what you are doing." Sean gasped. Her head bobbed up and down tightly over Sean's cock. Joy could feel his balls tightening; she slowed her pace down immediately wanting to prolong the experience. She loosened her lips' leaving a lingering trail of her saliva hanging on him. Sean grabbed her arms and lifted her up and pushed her back unto the nearby bed. "Oh baby, I want to fuck your tits and come all over your face." Sean said anxiously with labored breath as he climbed over Joy's near naked body. Joy looked over at James again with her big eyes. James struggled in his bound state to move. He longed to be with his lover as he felt his cock coming to life underneath his tethers. He tried to speak to her but was only able to manage a muffled sound. Sean crouched over Joy and brought his cock to her breasts. She held the sides of her plump flesh close together to form a tight space for his member to slide in between. Sean pushed hard to get his member through with his tip meeting Joy's open mouth. "Damn girl, no wonder your man loves to fuck your tits. They are just the right size and mmmmm." Sean started to say before his lips began to suck on her nipples again. He used his teeth to nibble tenderly as his tongue came around and licked all over them. Sean pulled and teased them with his mouth as he kept thrusting his cock. "That's right Sean fuck my tits. Fuck them good and raw. I want you to cum for me. Cum Sean. Spurt your juices all over me!" Joy cried out. James felt surges through his body going to his solid cock. Watching his lover getting titty fucked by a stranger was building his desire for her. He wanted to take her and bend her over and fuck her hard and rough. Sean began to fuck her boobs with greater force and more purpose. He wanted to see his cum all over that sweet face. He could just feel himself building for the impending explosion. "Yeah, oh damn! I'm gonna cum. Are you ready? I want to cum all over you." Sean started yelling out. His body tensed and stiffened. He braced himself and gave a final push. It was all he could do to grab a hold of his discharging cock to pump and aim it at Joy's face, neck and tits. He was spraying his cum all over her. The first spurt hit her right on the cheek of her face and started to drip down her chin. Sean watched as the sticky white fluid splattered all over her face. He felt like a painter with a canvas. He was directing his flow all over her. Seeing his work dripping down her forehead over her eyes and over her lips to her soft and worked up boobs. Joy used her hands to rub his cum onto her body. Sean smiled from ear to ear. He loved the look of his artwork. "Wow Sean, that was great. Don't you think so James?" Joy asked as she smiled and turned to show James all of Sean's finished handiwork. James sat there wide eyed with a tremendous hard on. He nodded wishing that it was his cum all over her, claiming her as his. Joy pushed Sean up off from her and gave him a gentle kiss on his cheek. "That'll be all Sean. I will finish my lover's punishment on my own. Thank you. You're services will no longer be needed for today." Joy instructed Sean. With that, Sean got up and dressed. He came to Joy and kissed her on the forehead and departed just as mysteriously as he had appeared. Joy took a towel and wiped her face as she approached James with a sly smile. "So lover, I am ready for you now and by the looks of your cock sticking up through the rope here, you are geared up to go too." James tried to talk but could only get barely audible sounds to penetrate his mouth restraint. Joy straddled over his lap and faced James. Reaching her arms around his head, she unfastened the gag. James longed to embrace Joy and pull her close to her. He stretched his head towards her in a motion to kiss her. His hormones were taking over and he was forgetting he was being punished. He wanted to press his mouth against her soft lips. Joy saw the anticipation building within James and was pleased with herself for achieving the desired results. She kept her face just out of his reach. "So you want me James? Even after Sean was just pleasing me and covering me with his cum?" Joy asked James with a playful tone. "Yes, Joy. I want you. I want only you. I want you to fuck me. I want you to let me fuck you. I want to drive my hard cock into the deepest part of your cunt so hard and fast. I want you to cum all over me and my cock. I want to cum for you babe." James begged knowing that Joy's pleasure was to hear him tell her specifically what his desires were. Hearing this made Joy squirm her wet cunt over James, rubbing her clit against the rope that bound him while pushing her breasts up close to his face. Joy moaned in enjoyment. "So you want a piece of this do you?" Joy teased as she caressed her breasts and taunted him. "Well, I don't know if you deserve such pleasures, but I will untie you and get what I want from you because, as you know lover, I always get what I want." Her soft lips lightly kissed his cheek as she whispered in his ear. Joy stood up and removed her skirt, but kept her thigh high nylons on with her boots. James sat silently waiting further instructions from Joy. James quietly remained hanging his head low, as Joy got up and set him free from her bindings. "Alright James. I want you to go lay on the bed." Joy commanded. Like an obedient puppy, James walked slowly the few steps to the bed and lay down. "I want you to roll over and lay flat on your back with your legs together. I want you to stay perfectly still and not reach up to me. This is for my pleasure only. Do you understand?" Joy asked as she strutted over towards him and started crawling up over his body. She was deliberately doing this knowing that this brought James as much enjoyment as it did her. All is Forgiven You knew as soon as you saw my face that you had said the wrong thing. "What do you mean we don't do romantic dinners often?" I asked. "Didn't we have a romantic candle lit dinner just this weekend?" And then you remembered our dinner. You naked and tightly bound. Candles the only light as I hand fed you. How could you have forgotten? "Don't worry, I'll remind you of it in detail when we get home." Our vanilla friends had no idea what that meant. But you did. The rest of the day was a fog for you. We mingled and chatted, but your mind kept wandering. Both to our dinner and to thoughts of what was in store for you later. It didn't help that I would occasionally whisper little things in your ear. Other people probably thought I was just whispering sweet/dirty things in your ear as you blushed and flushed each time. But comments such as, "Enjoy sitting comfortably, this is going to be your last chance for a while" were having an impact on you. Once we walk into the house, I grab your hair and spin you around to face me. Pulling up, you get up on tip toes to relieve a little pressure. "Bedroom. Naked. Present cane. Now." My voice soft, but with an edge that drives home this is going to be punishment, not play. You all but run back to the bedroom, stripping as soon as you get through the door. You start to just throw your clothes on the floor, but realize this is no time to make a mess. You gather everything and throw the clothes in the closet hamper. Looking up, you gaze for a moment at the cane hanging there. Not sure how much time you have, you snap back to the present and pull it down. Facing the door, you kneel. Legs very wide, head bowed, eyes down, arms up, presenting the cane. You haven't even finished going over your mental checklist to ensure proper position when you hear my foot steps and see my feet in front of you. I pause for a few moments and then walk away, leaving you in position. You hear me moving around the bed. You don't dare move your eyes to see what I'm doing though. Your thoughts alternate between checking your focus to ensure you don't lose position and anticipation/fear over what I'm about to do to you. Even knowing that it's going to hurt, your pussy is sopping. After a few minutes, or hours, or days, I'm standing in front of you again. Even in your peripheral vision, you only see my knees. Reaching down, I take the cane from your hands. Without permission to relax your arms, you keep your hands up, presenting. As I move to your left side, I say, "Hands closer together." I lay the cane across both palms and start to tap, tap, tap with the cane. It takes all your effort to both keep your hands high and not ball them up into fists. After 20-30 little taps I pause. You feel the heat and throbbing in both your palms. You get your breathing under control and just as you take in a big breath, *smack*, I lay a solid blow across both palms. You gasp and can't help but to start to drop your hands and ball them up. Recovery is quick though and you resume the position. A tear falling down a cheek. A few more taps and then *smack* another blow comes. This time you do ball your hands up and bring them to you belly for several seconds. I'm about to take action about your movement when you uncurl your hands and resume position. "Hands down," I say. You want to rub your hands, but you just lower them to your thighs. Stepping in front of you again, I grab your hair and pull your head up. I've opened my pants and pulled out my cock. I drag it up your face, collecting your tears and present it to your mouth. You open and take me into your mouth. Closing your eyes you nurse on me, tasting the salt from your tears and my precum. As I harden I pull out and get back into my pants. "Stand up, time for those tits to feel the cane." All the calmness you had gotten while sucking on me flees as you stand up. I position you to face the mirror. "Hands on top of your head, don't close your eyes." You assume the new position and I begin the warm up strokes across your tits. Tears start flowing freely, especially as the little warm up strokes fall across your nipples. "Grab your nipples and pull them up, I want to get to the undersides. If you drop them them, I'll secure them up and I promise you, you don't want that." Keeping your already sore nipples pinched firmly, you hold them up and give me access to the soft flesh under the nipples. I resume the warm up and work on this new target. Once you're warmed up, I take a few aiming strokes, each one not quite connecting, each one eliciting a flinch from you. I draw back and swing up into the soft flesh with a solid *whack*. You see the blow moving, you hear the impact and then you feel it. The soft undersides of both tits erupting in fire. Your knees and waist crouch down, but I'm shocked to see that your hands still have the nipples firmly grasped. It takes a few seconds, but you manage to resume position, tears falling freely down your face. "I'll give you a choice. Two more to the undersides or one across the nipples. Which?" You pause, thinking about these each option. "Two seconds or you get both," I say, seeing you're hesitation. "One mississippi, two mississ..." "Nipples. Please cane my nipples, Sir," you blurt out. You're immediately shocked by your own choice, but it's too late to back out now. "Hands back on top of your head." You resume the position and I immediately line up the cane with your nipples and resume the warm up. After several warm ups I line up the cane with your nipples. Your face is beautiful as you watch yourself in the mirror. I leave the cane gently pressing across your nipples for a few seconds. Pulling back for the stroke you tense and close your eyes. I hold until you open your eyes and relax. *whack* Again, the sound hits your ears before the pain registers. This time, both nipples explode in pain. As you crouch down, you feel me press you down to your knees. Again, I wipe your tears away with my cock and let you nurse for several minutes to calm down. "Ok, enough of that, let get to work on that ass." This time, I bend you over the far side of the bed so that you can still face the mirror. "Hmm, we need to get an ass hook so I can keep that head propped up," I muse. "You are due three good strokes. If your feet move the stroke doesn't count. If your feet move two times I'll secure them so they can't move." Moving to the side I go straight into the warm up. I take my time, making sure your whole ass and upper thighs are well covered and pink. I rub my hand over your ass a few times to feel the warmth radiating off you. Normally, this would just turn you on. Now, knowing the severity of your punishment, it's not comforting. After a few more minutes of "warm up" I pull back and deliver the first full stroke. As usual, you hear the swish of the cane and the thwack of the hit before the pain hit you as well. Try as you might, your leg came up. You tried to get it back down quickly, but I saw it. "Stroke doesn't count, prepare for re-stroke." Without giving you time to gather yourself, I go right back to lining up the next stroke. Swish! Thwack! Pain! This stroke just below the prior strike. Your leg comes up, your hands grasp the sheets and you bury your face as you cry out. "Stroke doesn't count." I go into the closet and grab my rope bag. Taking 3 short pieces, I tie your ankles, legs just above the knees, and your hands wrist to wrist. I run a longer piece from your wrists under the bed and to your ankles, cinching you firmly to the bed. "First stroke, third attempt." Firmly secured you feel more vulnerable. Normally a turn on, but you know this isn't going to end with you coming. The punishment is not just the cane, but the denial of release as well. Fresh tears fall down your face. Several more warm up strokes. Swish! Thwack! Red hot pain as you feel the cane strike below the last, this time on the tender crease between ass and thigh. The remaining two strokes come fairly quickly, each much harder than my normal when we play with canes. You are desperate for a soothing touch on your back side. But after the final stroke, I just lay the cane along your back. "Contemplate why you were punished," is all I say as I walk out of the room. Still secured to the bed, your hands still sting, but they are nothing compared to the throbbing in your tits. Your nipples feel swollen and the pressure as you lay on them. Your ass still on fire. You look and see the girl in the mirror. Eyes tearful and red. Nose runny. Sweat plastering her hair to her face. You drop your head and wait for me. Later. I come back in and untie you from the bed. "Step back and lean forward. Hands on the edge of the bed." Panic strikes you for a second, afraid of what might follow. But you comply. Your panic is replaced by relief as you see the bottle of lotion and I spread it over your ass. It's not the anesthetic kind I sometimes use after our normal rough play, but it feels good anyway. "Stand up, hands behind your head." Taking the new position, you wince as the skin slightly tightens on your tits. Again, the lotion feels good even if I'm less gentle than normal when massaging it into your tit flesh. Moving in front of you, I ask, "Do you have something to tell me?" You get on your knees, wincing slightly as your ass rests on your heels. You spread your legs wide and lower your head and eyes. "Sir. I apologize for so thoughtlessly forgetting our romantic dinner. I apologize for embarrassing you in front of others. Thank you so much for correcting me and I beg you for forgiveness, Sir." Stepping into you, I pull you against my legs and stroke your face and hair. "All is forgiven pet." All is Forgiven Joy straddled James' body facing him and lined up her cleanly shaven cunt over his throbbing hard cock, and pushed down ever so slowly, taking him in inch by inch. After her tight hole covered his total length she sat there looking at James while taking her hand to her clit and began to rub. First she stroked it in a circular motion, then a faster back and forth way over her sensitive nub, sparking it to life. James was doing well at refraining from any obvious movements as Joy squirmed her body over James' hungry cock. James could feel his member twitching inside her and was feeling heavenly sensations traveling throughout his body. Joy loved to tease James and it was very evident now as she began to rock herself over him, bringing a hand to her breast fondling each of them slowly. Joy pulled and stretched her dark nipples, as she silently looked right into James' eyes. She toyed with her boobs more with a twisting and twirling movement allowing a sigh to escape as she felt tingles shoot through her upper body. Her cunt began to swell and squeeze the hardness within her. James could see her eyes begin to roll cluing him to her approaching orgasm. Joy's breathing deepened and she brought her hand back to her clit and began to furiously rub until her body tensed all over and a loud moan flowed from her. A smile crept across her face as her breathing started to slow down. James was about to lose control himself but he knew better. It was understood in situations like these that he was not to release until Joy instructed him to. He furtively loved the anticipation of it all. He understood that if he was patient, his orgasm would be incredible beyond words. Seeing his lover getting off was exceptionally exciting for James. It was a thrill for him to have her get off over and over before he had his turn or complete relief and he was sure that she wasn't done with him yet. Joy repositioned herself up over James' face and lowered her cunt to his mouth. "Now, James, you know what to do and how I like it. Let me feel your tongue work its magic. I want you to get me off with just your mouth lover." Joy said more seductively than with domination. James at this point had forgotten all about Sean and was enjoying the rest of his punishment. He opened his eager mouth and allowed his tongue to enter her very wet cunt. He curled his tongue and stiffened it and inserted and withdrew it, then repeated going in and out as deep as he could thrust it in. Tasting her sweetness James' felt his cock throbbing and yearning for its climax. Fucking Joy's cunt with his tongue was a desirable task for James. He brought his teeth to her lips and pulled on them, and nibbled his way up to her clit. Closing his lips around her nub and using his tongue to form a hard suction, James sucked firmly. Joy's body began to writhe over him. She smeared herself tightly over his mouth, pushing down and moving from side to side to increase her pleasure. Joy brought her fingers down to her clitoris as James was orally pleasing her, and she rubbed hard and fast. James was familiar with her movements and lunged into her cunt with his tongue as deep as he could manage. Using his tongue he started moving it in the shapes of the letters of the alphabet as Joy persisted her hand manipulations. Her knees tightened around his head and she began to moan. James could taste her sweetness coming out from her onto his hungry tongue. "Mmmmmm. James that felt soooo good. I think I'm starting to forgive you now for making me wait. I think that maybe you understand more of how it feels to have to wait now. Are you ready to fuck me now? Do you want to cum for me?" Joy asked in her sultry voice as she bent forwards dangling her breasts in his face, kissing him lightly on the lips. "Uh, yes Joy. I'd love to fuck you now. And know that I am very sorry for standing you up earlier. I have learned my lesson and will not let it happen again. I promise, my love." James passionately spoke as he gazed up into Joy's dark satisfied eyes. He knew now was a good time to apologize and make things right with her. Joy smiled and said, "Okay lover, I forgive you, but I expect you to be more mindful in the future not to make me wait. Now fuck me James. Fuck me good." Joy stated acceptingly as she rolled off from his body and lay on her back preparing herself for James' cock. "Thank you Joy. Thank you. I will never stand you up again. I promise." James quickly spoke as his hormones took control of his body. He positioned himself directly over Joy in the missionary position, resting his weight onto his arms. Joy spread her legs and wrapped James' body with them interlocking each other over his back. As she pressed her limbs down on his back, he pushed his aching cock into her hot wet hole. "Ohhhhh God! You feel sooooo good. I love the way your cunt swells around me. It feels like it is pulling me in closer to you. Oh Joy, I love you." James stammered through labored breaths as he was fucking his lover. He leaned forward and kissed her tenderly on the lips. Joy met his mouth with her tongue and licked his lips. She opened her mouth and reciprocated his kiss deeply and passionately. Her hands instinctively combed through his short hair. She lifted her hips to match his every deep thrust with his cock. "That's right baby. Fuck me. Fuck me baby. Oh, deeper James. Fuck me deeper James. Yes. Yes!" Joy cried out to him. Her muscles began to tighten around his member and he knew he couldn't last much longer. "Joy, I need to cum now, may I cum now?" James begged. "Yes James. Cum. Cum with me baby. Cum now." Joy answered as her body began to writhe. With that, James let go of his load deep within Joy's body. He felt spurt after spurt springing out of his cock as a tingling feeling shot through his entire body. It was the most intense orgasm that he had ever experienced. Joy felt the hot fluid flow up inside her. She flexed her muscles trying to keep it all inside her. James' lips grazed over Joy's. Joy relaxed her legs and allowed them to fall slowly from around James. He rolled himself to her side and curled up next to her, placing his hand around her waist. He was able to kiss her softly near her ear and cheek. Joy brought her hand down to his hand and entwined her fingers with his. All was forgiven.