The Master Chef-My Surprise

Master groaned again as I pumped harder. I could taste his pre cum, the light saltiness leaving me excited. I let my left hand rub his thigh as I continued to suck, my right hand pumping what part I couldn't fit in my mouth. I moaned against him, feeling his cock jump between my lips.

"Don't stop!" Master quickly moaned a warning, and I could feel his muscles tense up. I moved faster, sucking and bobbing as he nearly thrust into my mouth. A moment later he grunted, and I could taste him unloading into me. I moaned back and slowed my movements, drinking him up happily.

Once he was done pulsing, and I was done swallowing, I pulled my lips off him with a quiet pop. "Mmmm," I licked my lips, grinning wickedly. Master fell back against the mattress, a tired smile gracing his full lips.

"Get up here." He tugged on my arm and I followed willingly, taking my place back on top of him. I made sure to be gentle as I rested, careful of his sensitive crotch. "My little slut."

I laid on top of him for a few minutes, giggling. "Your roommate is going to be mad," I whispered, nibbling on his earlobe. Master shrugged, his eyes closed in a carefree manner.

"Perhaps. Or he'll be listening outside the door." I smacked him lightly, and he shrugged again in mock protest. "I would."

"Really?"

He peeked from half-lidded eyes, the warm brown barely visible. "Who can say." He reached up and played with my hair, pushing it behind my ear. "He's a decent guy actually. I'll apologize for us later."

I started to nod, relaxing as he touched. Suddenly there was a soft rap on the door, followed by a more confident knock. We both sat up quickly, me squeaking and Master grabbing a towel from the floor. He gave a quick nod over to the closet and I jumped to my feet, hiding inside the open space. "Not decent," Master called out, wrapping himself as he stood. I stifled a giggle as he grinned over at me.

He answered the door a crack and peered out. I couldn't hear them too loudly, but I got the gist of it. I heard the roommate shuffle quietly as they murmured back and forth, probably embarrassed. Maybe as much as I was. "Sorry about that," I heard Master reply sheepishly. More quiet murmurs. "We'll be quiet, sorry again."

Footsteps moved away from the door, and it was secured again. Master turned back to me, a 'we've just been caught' look on his face. "His shift changed, and he works early," he explained, brown eyes glimmering. "Such a noisy Slave." I stuck my tongue at him as I stepped back into the room.

"So, be quiet from now on? I think I can do that..." I moved closer and stole a quick kiss before returning to the bed.

Master chuckled and shook his head. "We'll go somewhere. I'm not done with you." My heart jumped at the words but I simply nodded, my blush speaking for myself. He offered me a hand and pulled me back to my feet. With a smack, he motioned around. "Get dressed."

~*~*~

About half an hour later, we unlocked our room and strode inside. As the door latched behind us, I gazed around the pretty room. The room was mostly bare, with a small table and large chaise arranged on one side. The large bed was on the far side of the room, with soft white sheets waiting for us. I paid little attention to the rest of the room and dropped my backpack and coat on the chaise. "Mmm, no one for us to disturb now."

I heard Master laugh as I sank onto the bed. It felt so good to sit, and I soon stretched out on the creamy surface. "No neighbors, no roommates," he called in agreement. I smiled at the thought. There was only one other vehicle even in the parking lot when we arrived...this would be fun.

After a moment I got up and looked around at the rest of the room. A tall mini fridge sat by the stand alone counter, and I started filling it with the orange juice and small bottles of water. We would definitely be needing these tonight.

Master finally stepped back into the room, swatting my bottom as he walked past. I squeaked defiantly and stuck my tongue at his retreating form. I stood and smoothed my dress, fixing myself in the mirror. "We could have stayed there. I can be quiet when I need to be." I felt bad he got another hotel room for us...I was supposed to be surprising him.

I heard him laugh. "Mmm, but it's so much fun to hear you enjoy yourself." I blushed.

"Maybe I don't need anymore."

"Tragic. Then this will go to waste."

I glanced over my shoulder. He was stretched out on the bed, naked save for the smirk on his face. "Strip," he ordered, nodding at my very clothed body. When I didn't move, he narrowed his eyes. "Now."

Silently, I bent down and unzipped my tall boots, stepping out of the dark leather. I kicked off my socks and turned away from the bed to peel my black leggings down my legs. I peeked at Master between my legs, watching him eye my backside with every exaggerated slow movement.

Once the fabric pooled at my feet, I stood back up, stretching languidly. The knitted dress stretched with me, the hemline rising a few inches shy of my crotch. Finally I turned back to Master, smiling mischievously. He did not seem to mind my display, though his delicious cock seemed to strain impatiently. "Tease."

I climbed on the bed, moving toward Master. Rising onto my knees, I reached under my dress and slid my lavender panties down my smooth legs. Master reached over and helped guide them off as I rose, leaving them on the bed beside him. "I like teasing," I murmured softly, straddling his hips, my hands braced on either side of his head. "But I don't want to wait any longer." With that I sank onto him, not stopping until he was fully sheathed inside me.

I paused as a small tingle ran across my skin. My slow strip tease had turned me on as well. Slowly, I started lifting my hips, only to slide him back in. I loved being on top...he hit everything in a way that constantly kept me on edge, with explosive results. The way his steel flesh rubbed me made me moan, and I let myself ride faster, taking complete control for once. Master did not stop me.

Instead, he let his hands wander, brushing up my thighs and under my dress. The material bunched up around my waist as I moved, and he slide right underneath the folds. I felt him between the fabric and my stomach, just touching and massaging as I played.

"Mmm..." I closed my eyes, enjoying the touches. It almost seemed electric in my own dark world, little pulses of energy and pleasure rippling off as his skin met mine. It was enough to send me to the edge, and I rested my hands on Master's broad chest in anticipation. "Please...!"

As my moans grew, something soft tickled my cheek, and I quickly blinked down at my lover. His hand rested near my face, my pale panties balled up in his fingers. "Open," he demanded, his eyes twinkling with mischief. I gaped at him, but as I started to protest he pushed the soft cloth into my mouth.

His hands fell to my hips and he started rocking me harder, my moans melting with the barrier he made. I allowed it for a moment, then threw my panties on the floor. "So...mean..." I stammered, trying to hold off the rising feelings. Master grinned and pushed me faster, harder, until I was gripping him tightly. A moment later I crashed around him, my pussy holding him tightly as I slowed down.

As I slowly caught my breath, I felt Master chuckling. I threw him a dirty look. "Next time, I'm shoving those down your throat." I leaned down and kissed him, lingering for a long moment. He laughed again, rubbing my thigh.

"Next time you'll follow orders. Strip." He held my hips steadily and started rocking me again, slowly letting pleasure build up. I didn't argue as he worked, but shimmied out of the tight knit dress, tossing it to the floor carelessly. I yelped as Master spanked me in approval, then unsnapped my bra as well.

Master wasted no time. His hands trailed along my sensitive skin as I sighed blissfully. His fingers rose to my chest, tracing a path underneath to my hard tip. "Ahh..." I groaned, pushing my chest forward for more. He took the cue and both hands were on me, twisting and groping my soft mounds.

The extra attention was pushing me over, and I rocked even harder. "M-Master..." I came as he pinched my nipples, his grip not loosened until the strongest tremors died. "Oh God, sir..." I rested above him, my head hanging as I tried to recover.

I felt his left hand leave my breast, only to fix itself around my throat. I gasped and tensed up, eyes wide. "That's one." Confusion swam over me until a loud slap filled the air, and my bottom stung painfully.

I struggled to stay up, grabbing his wrist. "One what? What did I do?" Master squeezed slightly, and I whimpered excitedly. "Sir?"

His caramel eyes narrowed, and another spank landed across my ass. "That's two, Slave." I groaned, pain and pleasure mixing rapidly as I nearly came on him. I swayed my hips, stimulating myself as best as I could while I waited for an explanation. "Call me by my name, slut."

I nodded wildly, suddenly remembering. "I'm sorry Master." He grunted and released my throat, hands firmly grabbing my hips instead.

"Show me." I complied, meeting his thrusts with wild abandon. His cock pulsed inside me as I rode him, stretching me perfectly. "You little cock slut, move. Come, now!" I gasped as I did, feeling my wetness wash over him. He always knew....

"Master..." I licked my lips, dizzy from my last high. "May I get some water? Take a short break?" I pushed my hair out of my eyes and gazed down. "Please?"

He nodded, pulling me down for a soft kiss. "Hurry back." I lifted myself off him slowly, moaning at the evacuation. My legs were wobbly as I crawled off the bed, but I made it over to the tall mini fridge and took a cold bottle. I leaned against the cool black appliance and cracked open the plastic lid.

Tilting back, I let the cool water slide down my parched throat. It was refreshing after my cries and moans had effectively dried me out. Smiling, I pushed away and returned to bed. Master had a pillow over his face, cock at half mast as I had retreated. "Want a drink?"

He accepted it and I fell to his side, curling up on the disarrayed sheets. My head was still spinning slightly from the little time bombs he set off, though I was not complaining. With a contented sigh I closed my eyes, drifting off....

I felt the mattress shift as the man beside me moved, rolling over to trap me beneath him. I wrinkled my nose and glanced up through half closed eyes. "Aren't you tired yet?" I accepted a kiss instead of an answer, his taste intoxicating. Very kissable lips, I thought happily.

Slowly, his mouth pulled away, trailing down my neck and to the tops of my breasts. My eyes closed again, my senses tingling with every warm kiss he planted. He kept moving, teasing me with every light touch. His tongue finally reached my nipple, dancing around it just as lightly.

I squirmed, arching my chest to push myself into his mouth. I felt Master's lips turn into a knowing grin as he accepted my offer, biting my hardened nub. I whispered his name as he worked, the biting and sucking slowly heightening my libido again.

Soon his hands joined in, pinching my lonely breast and massaging the valley between. It was heavenly, and I moaned and shifted under his touch. This torture lasted several minutes, and all I could do was lace my fingers through his hair, urging him on for more.

It wasn't until his left hand trailed down, past my belly button and between my legs, that I snapped my eyes open. "Please!" I begged, lifting my hips to him. He nipped at my chest again, growling, and I fell silent. My body still begged, pushing against him and swaying softly.

With a final nibble Master abandoned my swollen nipple, swooping up to take my lips instead. As he did, I felt his length push against me, and in an instant he was deep inside. I whimpered into his kiss and pulled him closer, throwing an arm around his neck. He was not in a hurry, but his thrusts were deep and hard when he moved.

I finally fell away, panting out loud. "God, yes!" His name fell like a chant from my lips, punctured only by more moans as he picked up the pace. Master's expert hands continued to explore my trapped body, from my side to my chest and back up to my neck. I watched in fascination as he circled around my throat again, no squeezing, just enough pressure to remind me he was there. It made me shiver, and I came instantly.

Master beamed like the Cheshire cat, so wide that I thought his cheeks would split. "Atta girl." We moved together for a while, with him knowing exactly what buttons to push to bring me to the top and keep me there. Soon I was begging for a break, and after a few more teasing minutes, he finally relented.

I finished one bottle and grabbed another, suddenly thirsty after all he put me through. I don't know if I could have handled him in his prime, like he said...I could barely keep up with him now! "You, sir, are too much," I laughed, keeping myself balanced against the counter.

He sat up on the bed and glared teasingly in my direction. "What did you just say?"

I blinked, then flushed as I remembered. "Shit. I didn't mean..." I faltered as he signaled me to return, his serious side back in place. Groaning, I replaced my bottle in the refrigerator and walked over, nervous.

"Get on all fours," he directed as I finally reached the bed. I hesitated, and he reached out firmly. "I already warned you. No more sir." He patted the bed in front of him, and I whimpered faintly.

"I said it at your apartment, and you didn't get mad," I defended myself, to no prevail. He pulled me onto the mattress and gave me a quick kiss, then motioned back at the bed.

"No excuses. It's as if you like to get punished."

Slowly, I scooted onto my hands and knees, biting my lip. "I keep forgetting," I explained petulantly. I felt his hand rest on my lower back, the other on my rear. It raised away, only to return with a hard spank. I squeaked, surprised at how much it hurt. I expected something more mild...this was a real spanking.

Another followed, then another, each with more force behind them. I tried to hold in my cries, muffling them in my hands. I knew it was play, but it was hard to ignore the throb in my cheeks as he finished. Real spankings hurt, a lot.

When he was done, Master rubbed my tender ass slowly. "Maybe you won't forget now." I nodded, still surprised at what happened. I knew it would wear off, like it did when he used the little flogger; I just had to be patient. I felt the bed shift as he left, and in a few moments he returned with a cold bottle for me. I took the drink quietly, wincing as I tried to sit up.

"I'm going to bruise," I muttered, watching as he settled back down next to me. I crawled between his legs and curled against his chest, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Or you'll learn quickly."

I stuck my tongue at him. My lover smiled and pulled me closer, throwing his arm around me. "You came to see me," he reminded me, his smile contagious. I finally broke, giggling as he kissed my neck.

We sat quietly for a few minutes, relaxing with our waters and chatted about work and school. He rubbed my thigh as we talked, chuckling each time I flinched from the sensitive nerves acting up. "Can you come from this?" he murmured softly, his warm breath against my neck as he barely brushed my legs.

I shivered again, feeling my cheeks redden. "I don't know." He repeated the motion across my abdomen, and a bigger shiver ran up my spine. "I don't think so. But it feels good."

Master murmured again, shifting until I was drawn flush against him. "What have we managed so far..." His hands moved as he thought out loud. "Your nipples..." He circled my tips slowly, making me squirm in his hold. "My mouth on you here..." His fingers tickled my ear and then lowered between my legs. "...And here...." Master ran his thumb over my clit and I gasped. "Your toy back here works well..." he noted as he ran his hand lower, tapping against my back entrance. I blushed deeply but nodded. "Where else...."

I moaned as he moved back up, his fingers tracing my pussy lips ever so lightly. "When you're inside me," I offered, watching his fingers dance over me. Master chuckled and nibbled on my ear, making me squirm harder.

"Here?" Two fingers dipped inside, and I groaned instantly. "What specifically in here?" He withdrew slightly, then pushed back in, moving deeper. My head fell against his shoulder and I moaned again.

"Your fingers." He nodded, as if taking note. "Your tongue, and your cock..." The man pushed forward again, rubbing inside me faster. "Those all make me come." He kept playing with my ear as he worked below, and I felt that soft pressure rise quickly.

Master gave one last nibble and spoke quietly. "Lay down." I slid out of his hold the moment his fingers pulled away and moved further down the mattress, flipping over quickly. He was on me just as fast, pulling my legs over his shoulders. In one quick move he was inside, and I cried out.

"Oh!" As Master drove deeper, he moved his fingers to my mouth, letting me taste myself from his earlier teasing. I sucked softly, cleaning him off. He rammed into me, driving me to the edge in no time. With my legs over him I could feel his cock dive deeper with every stroke, hitting bottom easily.

I urged him on, desperate for release. Master delivered, and soon I was writhing under him, squeezing him tightly. My head was spinning so fast from my climax that I barely registered him pulling out. "M-Master?"

The man lowered my legs and slid off the bed, pulling me up. I let him guide me as I wobbled across the room, my whole body tingling. We only moved about six feet, but soon we were standing in front of the large counter, our mirror images staring back at us.

Master bent me over the cool counter and sheathed himself back in my soaked pussy. I whimpered, arching my back slightly. He responded by grabbing a fistful of my messy hair and pulling back, lifting my head. "Watch yourself," he ordered, and I blinked away my ecstasy-filled visions.

I had to admit, it was a great sight. My lithe body was arched beautifully against him, my breasts quivering with every deep thrust from his hips. My cheeks were pink from our joint effort and from his light stubble, and my eyes were bright. I moaned again as Master pushed against me, watching my double copy me. The gorgeous man behind me seemed to move effortlessly, and I met his gaze in the mirror.

With a groan Master kept pumping, his mouth fixed on my shoulder with an almost feral growl. I felt his free hand slide from my hip to the apex of my legs, rubbing against my clit fiercely. "Ooh yeees!" I cried, pushing my hips back against him. "Right there!" I caught his wrist and kept his hand in place, feeling that rapturous rise begin again.

"Master!" I shuddered in his hold, nearly bucking away from him. My mind was in overdrive, and I felt my legs nearly give out as my energy drained away. Again, I felt my lover pull away, his hold on my hair loosening. In a quick move he whirled me away from the counter and lifted me into his arms, backing me up until I was pressed between him and the wall.

Carefully, Master balanced me and reached below, lining himself up with my still trembling pussy. He plunged upward, and I gasped at the new feeling. I wrapped my arms around his neck and shoulders and met his mouth for a fierce kiss. Between thrusts I could feel his strong arms under my legs and his muscles flexing with each movement.

My head spun blissfully, and I tightened my hold around him. "There...I'm going to come!" He picked up the pace, pounding into my nearly comatose form as I moaned. "Please...you..." I was rambling, but I knew I wanted him there with me. "I need...please!"