When we sit down on the couch and watch TV, she spreads her legs before the bay windows. I can’t help but look at her.
When she pulls and tugs at her pussy lips and asks me nicely to pet her, I can’t help but to give in to her.
When she fingers her pussy and asks me to lick her fingers clean, I acquiesce to her.
And then, then, just when I’m on the brink, her phone rings. Who is it, but Sylvia. Lo says, “Oh, hi.” Pause as Sylvia says something. “Oh no, we were just on the couch watching TV. Don’t worry. No you’re not interrupting anything.” Lo talks as her fingers fidget up and down the length of her pussy. I get on my knees on the floor and push her fingers out of the way and take her luscious, large pussy lips in my mouth and I lick them up and down, just as she was just doing for herself. Lo’s head drops back. She continues talking. Nothing arouses me as much as Lo’s voice. I hear her sighing, but trying to keep the conversation going. Sylvia is going on and on about Clyde. I don’t know what she’s saying, but Lo, instead of ushering the conversation to a close, encourages the girl to go on. . . and on. I lick, I suck, I nibble and Lo is squirming on the couch, a small puddle accumulating on the leather. She turns to the side to sigh and let out a small scream. She whispers to me, “I’m cumming. Yes, Daddy, I’m cumming. Stop. No, I need you to stop.” Stop is supposed to be our safe word, but there are strong stops and soft stops. This is a soft stop. I continue. She cums — all over my face.
When she is done, she gets off the phone and says, “Have me, Daddy!” I deny her.
After a lot of back-and-forth of the same, she finally stomps off to the bedroom, grabs her 16” dildo, and hops in the shower. After a few minutes, she screams in such a way as to make up for the swallowed orgasm she had on the phone. When she gets out of the shower, she exclaims to me, “I think I just fisted myself for the first time!” When I ask her to show me, she shakes her head and says, “Oh no, Daddy, you have to fuck me first.” I deny her.
[Excerpt from the story, “The House-Call” from the blog: mysexlifewithlola.com]