The Birthday Handjob Ch. 03

Ada has a special celebration planned for her husband's birthday. But her new medication has awakened something unexpected in both of them.

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Chapter 3: The Table is... Turned?

"You did so well, my love. Your obedience gave us both a lot of pleasure. Now, I think it's time for my present."

With a swift motion, Ada stood and pulled the dress up and over her head, leaving her towering before Jordan in nothing but her heels and the demi-bra that was still somehow holding her breasts up and presenting her nipples for attention. Her breasts strained against the lace fabric, the nipples erect and begging to be kissed again. Jordan's eyes feasted on the sight, his cock hardening again in anticipation.

Ada's confidence surged as she watched Jordan's reaction. She placed her hands on his chest, slowly pushing him into the bed. "Now, let's see what else I can unwrap."

Ada knelt before him, her eyes locking with Jordan's as she took his length into her mouth again. Her cheeks vacuumed inward with her sudden, intense suction, her lips gliding up and down, demanding another bout, insistent. Jordan's hands tangled in her hair limply, unable to guide her pace as he surrendered to the next wave of pleasure she offered.

As Ada continued her oral exploration, Jordan groaned, his hips bucking slightly as he watched her breasts sway with each movement of her head. "Fuck, mistress... This feels incredible. But I want to make you feel good!"

Ada stood up again, a mix of desire and dominance flashing in her eyes, and growled: "I thought I was in charge. But that's fine: I do want you to take me. I want to feel you inside me, now."

Ada knelt on the bed, her knees on the edge, her chest pressed against the mattress. Jordan needed no further encouragement. Ada urged him on, her words a mixture of lust and command. "And now, I'm going to take what's mine. Remember, your pleasure is still mine to control. I want to feel you lose control again, inside me."

Jordan's hands gripped Ada's hips tightly, his breath hot on the back of her neck. "You look so good, mistress, from back here." Her ass was mesmerizing and wide, her waist seemed improbably thin in comparison. He'd long been a fan of the ratio between them.

She reached behind her, taking his length into her hand, stroking it firmly at the entrance to her pussy. "This cock belongs to me, Jordan. And I'm going to show you just how much power I have over it. Now... fuck me."

With a slow, deliberate thrust, he entered her, filling her completely. Ada gasped, her back arching as she felt Jordan's thickness stretch her, her breasts pressed against the sheets. Her cunt had gone beyond "drooling" to something... like a swamp. A tidal estuary. A river delta. She was babbling to herself as she got what she wanted.

Jordan's hands gripped her hips tightly, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His hips snapped forward precisely, then withdrew, his cock plunging deep then withdrawing to the tip with each thrust. She was so wet that there was no resistance until he bottomed out, his groin slapping her butt. The bed creaked with the force of their passion, their moans and gasps filling the room. Ada's breasts swayed with the force of Jordan's movements, her nipples brushing against the sheets, sending unexpected jolts of pleasure through her body.

Jordan's hands roamed, squeezing her ass, tracing the ample curves of her hips, and then moving up to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her erect nipples, wet with milk and saliva. "My cock is yours to use," he groaned.

"Oh, Jordan... Your cock is a lovely gift. I know you like it when I take my pleasure. Feel me surround you, envelop you, control you. Even down here, with you up there, I'm in charge." Ada's hips began to move backward to meet his thrusts, her breasts swaying with each deliberate grinding motion.

Jordan quickened his pace, his buttocks a blur as he drove into Ada with fervor. "I'm yours, Ada. Body and soul. But I can't stop myself any longer! This is too hot."

With one final, powerful thrust, Jordan climaxed again, his body tensing as he filled Ada's pussy with a load of his seed, his hands gripping her hips possessively. Ada cried out, the orgasm she'd been seeking washing over her, coming unexpectedly when she felt his semen flooding inside of her. Like bringing a bucket to the ocean, she thought. Her body shook as she surrendered to the pleasure Jordan had unleashed.

They'd almost never had simultaneous orgasms in all the time they'd known each other, but the connection between them made it seem simple. Of course she'd cum when he came-they were linked. Their breathing slowed as they reveled in the aftermath of their tryst.

Had Ada figured out sex, or had she figured out drugs? Definitely both. Ada chuckled to herself.