Love with a Twist Ch. 13

"May I please join you?" Robert whispered, looking down at his feet, hoping the submissive gesture would turn her on.

"Mmmmmmm..." Sarah murmured, reaching out and grabbing his hard cock, pulling him closer to the edge of the shower. "You may enter, but I better not catch you playing with my toy, she emphasized, squeezing his manhood.

"Yes...Mistress..." Robert replied, not daring to look up.

"Oh, yeah. 'Mistress.' I love the sound of that," Sarah replied, drawing him into the shower by his throbbing manhood and placing a bar of soap in his hands. "Now, wash my front, Tiger..." She giggled leaning back against the wall.

Robert knew it had not gone unnoticed that his cock had jumped in her hand when he called her mistress. He was just as shocked to feel his pulse quicken when he used the word. He had seen plenty of porn to know that this might have been the correct response to her, and from her response it was something she had not considered.

Robert lathered up the bar of soap and started washing Sarah's neck, making his way towards the top of her shoulders. Sarah leaned out, kissing him gently on the cheek before raising her arms to allow him to wash her arms and underarms. Robert did not shy away and went to work cleaning as much of her as he could put his hands on. He spent several minutes washing her large breasts, circling them slowly, drawing closer and closer to her already rock hard nipples. Sarah moaned loudly, grunting when he gave the nipple a firm squeeze with his index finger and thumb.

"Move along!" She sternly replied pushing his hands away from her breasts. Robert was slightly disappointed but continued down her stomach, washing her sides and hips, forcing himself to lower down to his knees, placing him eye to eye with her now fully engorged and throbbing cock.

He started to reach for object of his desire but she stopped him with an outstretched hand. "Oh, no. You have not yet earned the right to touch that," she growled down at him. "I will take care of that but I need to make sure it is good and wet, open your mouth."

Robert didn't say a word. Opening his mouth, he watched intently as she guided her shaft into his mouth. The moment he felt her against his tongue, he began to lick and suck like a dehydrated man who has finally been allowed to drink from the water hose. He could feel her shift her hips slowly, grunting loudly and sighing in pleasure. He felt her grab the hair on the back of his head tightly and slowly extract herself from him, giving an audible sigh of disappointment.

"Oh, you are a dirty little cock whore, trying to make me cum with that amazing tongue of yours," she said in a chastising tone. "Well we will just have to put that tongue to better use soon. Now, finish washing my front."

Robert went back to work washing each leg but was distracted when Sarah took some of the soap from her breasts and began to openly wash her still stiff penis and sac in front of him. Once he had washed each of her toes, she turned into the water and washed off all the soap, bidding him to stand she turned his back to him and told him to wash her back. Much like before he started with the back of her neck, working his way down to her heels, making sure he slipped a finger down her backside to wash her thoroughly.

She pushed back against his finger, dropping her head and softly whimpering as his finger found her tight anus, massaging it gently. "Enough!" she called out in a rough voice, tightening her butt and pulling away from him. Robert smiled openly, knowing it was one button he knew how to push to really turn her on.

Sarah went back into the water to wash off the soap, then exited the shower, telling Robert to wash quickly and meet her in the bedroom. Robert decided to take his time, allowing himself to cool down after that very erotic shower and to allow him to process the changes that had occurred in both of them in this short time.

On the one hand he was thrilled to please her like this; this fantasy of hers was important to her and he wanted to do his best to make it special for her. Robert finished washing off, got out, and dried off with the towel he found on the sink. Stepping into the bedroom, he found Sarah sitting in the same chair as before. This time it was between the bed and dresser. She was wearing a silky full-length pink robe held closed by a pink silk sash. On the TV was the porn running silently on the screen. Sarah motioned for him to come closer and slowly rose from her chair. He stopped in front of her and noticed a small bowl on the floor next to her chair along with a white towel.

Sarah quietly walked around him, letting her fingertips trail along his shoulders and smiling with satisfaction. "Perfect," she whispered reaching down to gently take his manhood in hand. Robert groaned at her touch, feeling his half-erect penis stiffen in response to her touch. "Put on the robe on the bed, and kneel in front of the chair. I have a job for you..." she whispered, staring intently into his eyes while she slipped her hand from him, licking a drop of his precum from her thumb.

Robert's heart was thundering in his chest. When he pulled on the robe, he realized there was no way to secure it closed. He looked back to Sarah, who was quietly watching the muted porn with a glass of red wine in her hand. Taking a sip, she glanced over to him, arching her eyebrow in a silent question. Robert held the robe closed with his hand and knelt in front of Sarah, who uncrossed her legs, taking her eyes from the screen to look down at him.

"Now, before I can truly enjoy the pleasure of that dirty cock sucking mouth of yours, I need to be able to feel everything." She smiled and stood up, pulling the silken cord that held her robe together. "I discovered that I am in desperate need of a nice clean shave, which you will do." She let her robe fall open, presenting her penis which already appeared to be quite cleanly shaved.

"I...I don't know if I can do that..." Robert stammered, looking back up at Sarah. "Sarah, I don't want to nick you."

Sarah giggled, sitting back down in the chair. "Robert, trust me. You won't," she replied, leaning back in the chair and opening her legs. Sarah pointed to the towel and bowl next to her, which Robert picked up and placed down in front of himself. In the towel was small pink razor and one can of shaving cream. Taking the can, he sprayed a generous amount into his hand and began to apply it around the base of her cock and balls. Taking the razor in hand, he tried to decide how he was going to start. Robert was about to start high on her hip but stopped and pulled his arm away, unsure if that was the way to start. Sarah sighed reached out grabbing his hand that still held the razor and placed it against the skin just above her shaft. She slowly pulled his hand down towards her still very stiff womanhood, showing him how to shave her. Robert nodded his head, understanding how she liked to be shaved, and continued to slowly work his way around her engorged shaft. He could not help but lean in close to keep his hand steady, noticing a clear line of precum that was dripping down from the head of her cock.

Glancing up to Sarah he saw that she had resumed watching something on the TV but that her exposed nipples were very stiff, and she was breathing heavily. She glanced down at him locking eyes with him and gave him a slight smile before motioning him to continue. Robert continued with his work, cleaning the shaving cream from her before sitting back to admire his work while he cleaned the razor in the bowl of water.

Looking to her, he noticed that she was crazy with desire. She was chewing on her bottom lip while her hands were grasping the arms of the chair tightly. Robert quickly rose before she could say anything and hurried into the bathroom, turning the faucet all the way to hot and grabbing a small hand towel, which he tossed into the sink.

"Robert?!" Sarah called, hearing a bit of panic in her voice.

"One second, sorry. Don't move," Robert called back, taking the soaked hand towel from the water and wringing it out. It was very warm to the touch and he quickly walked back into the room and over to Sarah. Kneeling, he took the warm towel and placed it over the area he had just shaved.

"Oh, god!" Sarah called out, dropping her hand back and releasing a pleasure-induced moan. Robert glanced down at her exposed shaft and purple mushroom shaped head, which was leaking copious amounts of precum that dribbled down the shaft, pooling between her legs.

Sarah relaxed after several minutes. She leant her head forward, giving him a primal look, and pulled the towel from between her legs. She almost seemed surprised by the sticky mess she encountered. Her eyes were half closed as she used two fingers to wipe up some of the mess and offered it up to him. "A treat, for doing so well with my command," she whispered.

Robert leaned forward, taking her fingers into his mouth and licking off the large globe of salty goodness. Robert noisily cleaned her fingers, never taking his eyes from her face, wondering who was supposed to be the one teased in this game: him or her? From what he experienced so far, it seemed that she was far more aroused than he was.

Sarah finally pulled her fingers from his lips and reached out to caress his face. Slipping from the chair, she knelt down in front of him and pulled his arms around her shoulders. Robert pulled her close and held her tightly. He kissed her gently on the forehead, trying to silently tell her that everything was okay.

Sarah sat up and kissed him fiercely on the lips, forcing her tongue into his mouth to duel with him. She moaned and grunted, pushing against him till he could do nothing but roll back onto the floor. She climbed on top of him, grinding her cock against his stomach, tossing off her robe, and pinning his forearms back. She softly started to kiss his neck, working from one side of it to the other. Slowly, she kissed down to his chest where she rolled and sucked on his right nipple before moving to the left.

Robert was a bit confused by this turn of events; he was not sure what had changed but he was not going to complain. Her licking and sucking on his nipples was a curious sensation, but still kind of pleasurable. He watched as she slowly kissed and licked her way down his body, watching as the head of her cock left a sticky trail as it dragged along against him. Robert watched as his stiff member slipped between her breasts, causing her to stop and glance down at it. Looking up she flashed him a evil grin and began to slowly raise and lower her body, forcing his erection to slide back and forth between her warm globes. Sarah gave a snicker reach up with one free hand to push her breasts together to make a tighter channel for his shaft.

Robert felt his hips instinctively pump, with the up-and-down motion Sarah was creating. The warmth of her body, coupled with the soft feel of her flesh was amazing to the point at which he let out a string of whispered curses. Sarah giggled in response. Robert felt Sarah pull away from him, letting his aching cock slip from between her ample bust. Looking up, he watched her slowly stand and then reach down offering her hand. Robert took the hand and slowly rose to his feet, after which she lead him over to the bed. Turning around, she slipped his arm around her hip, pulling him close and kissing him again deeply but with more passion and softness than before.

Robert knew the game was over. He could tell in her posture and the way she kissed that she wanted to make love now; she wanted to be just herself. He could feel the muscles in her back and legs go taut as she gently ground her hips against him. Her fingers were gently playing along the hair on the back of his neck while her other hand rested on his chest.

Robert held her tight against him returning the passionate kiss. He let his hand drift down to her bottom, while the other gently caressed her back. Robert pulled away from her, letting his hands drift to her shoulders. Smiling down at her, he encouraged her to turn around to face the bed.

"My turn," he whispered into her ear as he made her bend at the waist, forcing her to place her hands on the bed. Slipping his right hand over the curve of her ass he gently pushed against the back of her thigh, encouraging her to put her knee on the bed as well. Robert knelt down behind her and eyed her exposed pink knot that flexed with anticipation. He could hear Sarah sighing softly and felt her shiver when he placed his hands on her soft light brown tanned cheeks.

Spreading her wider, he leaned and began to lick at her soft hole, "Oh my god, Robert!" she called out, pushing back with her hips to urge him on. He licked her with long strong strokes, trying to add some resistance to each lick. Robert felt her body shift slowly till her knee slipped off the bed. Pulling back, he looked up to see that she was now laying on the bed with one hand under her body and the other above her head, holding tight to the bedsheets.

Robert glanced down between her legs and saw her hand firmly wrapped around her drooling member. Smiling, he pushed her hand away and grabbed her firmly before returning his attention back to her small tight orifice. Robert licked in both long and strong strokes and short ones, teasing her by pushing the tip inside her while gently stroking her swollen gland. Sarah whimpered his name, pleading with him to finish her off. Each time he felt or heard her getting close, he let go and backed off. She cried in frustration, but not once did she try to bring herself to climax.

For the fourth time, Robert sat back on his heels and watched her hips buck against the bed as she cried into a pillow with a mix of frustration and pleasure. Glancing to his left, he saw the discarded bottle of lube and the two anal plugs laying on the floor. Selecting the larger of the two, a hot pink one, he quickly grabbed the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount over the plug. Reaching out, he grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks, posing the plug against her pink anus. Sarah's head came up off the bed and she turned to look at him with a questioning look on her face. Robert simply smiled back as he slowly pushed the cone-shaped plug inside her. She opened her mouth in a silent scream while she wiggled her ass, trying to take the object. Robert was worried for a moment that he had gone too far till she saw the smile creep across her face and felt her pushing back against the plug.

Robert felt the widest point of the plug slip inside her till the only thing showing was the hot pink base. Robert quickly stood up and helped Sarah roll over onto her back. Kneeling back down, Robert grabbed her sticky cock and devoured it, licking and sucking on it like a man possessed.

Looking up, he saw Sarah had sat up on her elbows and was watching him intently while licking her lips. Robert pulled the cock from his mouth. Wanting to give her a good show, he held it upright and slowly dragged his tongue from the base to the tip. Smiling, he rolled the head around with his tongue before taking it back into his mouth.

"You are horrible..." she whispered.

Robert pulled her member from his mouth with a soft pop and smiled at her. "No, I am a dirty cock whore. Remember?" he replied while running his fingers over her soft spongy head.

Sarah gently pushed him away from her and slowly crawled onto the bed. Reaching back, she pulled the plug from inside her and dropped it down the side of the bed. "Robert?" she whispered, laying back and opening her legs.

Robert slowly climbed onto the bed and crawled between her legs. Towering over her, he bent down and kissed her softly on the lips. Reaching down her grabbed her hips, pulling her to him and allowing him to slip easily inside her.

Sarah pulled him into a strong embrace as he gently rocked back and forth inside her. "Oh, god, I love you Robert..." she whispered into his ear.

"I...I love you too Sarah..." he whispered back.

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Epilogue

Robert slowly stirred awake. Rolling over, he felt the still form of his wife, curled tight around her pillow. Shifting slightly, he curled up behind her and felt her stir and push back against him.

"Morning, baby," Robert whispered, drapping his arm around her waist and slipping his hand under her shirt to gently stroke her stomach. Sarah mumbled something, stretching her arms out above her head. Robert smiled to himself while his hand drifted down her stomach, slipping his fingers around her already hard length. Sarah left out a long sigh of satisfaction, pushing her ass against his morning erection.

"Oh, you are bad," she whispered, reaching down to pull his hand away from his member and rolling over to face him.

Robert chuckled, resting his hand on her hip, giving it a gentle squeeze. Robert leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips, knowing that sometimes a kiss was more then enough to get her into having some early morning fun.

Sarah put her hands on his chest, gently pushing him away. "Robert, we need to talk," she murmured out from around his lips.

Robert backed away with a confused look and replied, "Why?"

Sarah gave a soft sigh. "Last night I got up to get a drink of water and heard some moaning coming from Kelli's room."

"What?!" Robert said, sitting up.

"I think Kelli let Tiffany in last night after we went to bed," she said, sitting up bunching the sheets around her naked lower half.

Robert chuckled, "Well she is eighteen after all."

"Yes, but she is still under our roof, and I don't like the idea of her sneaking people into the house." Sarah countered, getting up from the bed, and pulling on her yellow robe.

"Fair enough," he replied, getting out of bed and pulling on a faded pair of blue sweat pants that lay crumpled on the floor. "Besides, today is her birthday. Maybe Tiffany was just giving her a present?"

Sarah stopped in the middle of the room and turned to face him with a disgusted look on her face, "Really, Tiger?" A sex joke about your daughter?"

Robert bit his lower lip and shrugged his shoulders, trying hard to keep himself from laughing. It was a horrible joke, but he found it funny.

Sarah threw her hands up and stormed from the room mumbling, something about a present. Robert left the room and walked down the hallway to Kelli's room. The white door was closed and he hesitated before knocking.

Fifteen years ago he granted the last wish of a dear friend and took on the responsibility of raising this young girl into a woman with the help of his soul mate. Even though there were some hard times, difficult decisions and long nights, he did not regret the choice he made that day.

Robert was just about to knock when the door opened and a very tired looking blond haired female stopped in front of him. "Daaaad!" she whined, pushing past him. "No creeping in front my door before lunch! You know the rules." She staggered down to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.

Robert rolled his eyes, deciding that he needed a cup of coffee more than he wanted a fight with his daughter. Robert made his way to the kitchen, glancing out the window and seeing that it had snowed again last night. Robert smiled, remembering the first time Sarah and Kelli had seen snow.

They had just moved up to Michigan, where Sarah had found a new job with an advertising agency. Robert was able to retain his job with Peter. The two of them stood in the cold dark night of winter trying to catch snowflakes and making snow angels.

Smiling, Robert moved into the kitchen just as Sarah rushed back past him to their bedroom. Grabbing down two cups, he poured coffee, added the light cream and sugar to one and kept the other black. Turning, he left the kitchen to the attached dining room and put the cups down just as Kelli came into the kitchen.