Promises Kept

 

I was going to give her what she asked for. For months now my sweet little friend, Shayne had been throwing an invitation my way. She pretended she was playing but I could see the hungry look in her eyes when she said it. It had started out playfully enough. We were at the park throwing the ball for the dog when Shay beamed herself in the head. So naturally I cracked up. She whipped around and said it.

 

“Eat me!”

 

I was stunned for a minute. Then I retorted, “Hell naw!” We both laughed but the words hung in the air like a thick cloud.

 

Ever since then whenever we play argued, Shayne would repeat it. “Eat me!” became one of her favorite phrases. I always responded with “Hell Naw!” Soon she added, “Suck me!” to which I would say, “No thanks!” and “Fuck me!” and I would answer, “In your dreams!”. Basically it was becoming a ritual.

 

However, one day I shocked her. We were watching a movie at my place and Shayne got up to head to the kitchen. She tripped over her own feet and practically landed with her face in my lap. After making sure she was alright I playfully patted her cheek and told her she was a klutz. She looked up at me with that same aroused expression. “Eat me, biotch!”

 

I smirked; I had hoped the invitation would come up tonight. “Anytime. Any place, Lil Girl. Anywhere. How about now? Here. In my home.”

 

I began calling Shayne Lil Girl because she is ten years younger than me and quite the wild child. The first time I called her that she had gotten very offended! But now she is so used to it that she responds to it as much as Shay or Shayne! Not that she is jailbait! She has been legal for many years now! She was a cute lil baby butch with a softly rounded body – I have not been attracted to those stick figured women with ribs showing! Shayne was full of butch bravo and cocky to boot! She had the “I can fuck the world and the world loves it!” attitude.

 

However even as she knelt there beside me, Shayne’s eyes were suddenly so very shy. I still saw the flash of desire in those beautiful eyes. “Huh?” she stammered. Her lower lip was trembling slightly and I saw the flash of silver from her tongue ring as she licked her lips to moisten them slightly.

 

I took Shayne’s face in my hands and slowly lowered my lips towards hers. I spoke in a very low whisper, knowing that she would be straining everything she had to hear what I was saying. “You offered. I accepted.”

 

“I was playin’!” Shayne exclaimed. I could feel her trembling as I held her face. Yet she was unconscientiously moving closer to me.

 

“You’ve been offering for a long time now, Shayne,” I continued to whisper in that low soft drawl. As I expected, she crawled a little closer to me. She was now kneeling between my thighs. My palms cupped her face. Hers rested on my knees.

 

“I was only…” Shayne’s voice trailed off as my lips neared hers. My thumbs caressed her amazingly soft skin.

 

“Only what, Lil Girl,” I held my lips only a fraction of an inch from hers. That’s when I heard it; Shayne’s soft sigh of surrender; desire; longing. It was a sound that hit me to the very core. I grabbed her and kissed her hard. Our mouths were open and hungry. Her tongue sought out mine and I felt my first kiss from someone with a tongue ring. The touch of metal within the softness of our mouths was an erotic contrast.

 

My hands cupped the back of Shayne’s head and I deepened our kiss. Her fingers dug into my thighs. Our tongues dueled for control. Mine slid into her mouth, tracing her lips and teeth before curling my tongue around hers. The duel continued as her tongue chased mine back to my mouth. I shocked her by sucking on it. She moaned, which excited me even more. I pulled her to her feet and, still sucking her tongue, led her backwards to my bedroom. To my bed.

 

She followed willingly, her fingers laced through mine as I fell backwards to my bed. I pulled her over my body. Shayne’s thighs straddled my own, her hips grinding down to meet my own squirming hips. Shayne broke off our kiss and rose up on her palms and looked down into my eyes. Her own were smoky with desire. She reached out a trembling hand and caressed my cheek. “Gawd, I have wanted you for so fucking long!” With a gasp that seamed to some from deep within her, Shayne pulled her tee-shirt off as she sat up on my hips. That shy expression was back on her face and it aroused me beyond belief.

 

My pussy throbbed with need. Hers was just inches from my hard extended clit and my pussy knew it! I put my hands behind my head and watched her. Her hands were trembling as they went to her front hook bra. There is where she stopped. We stared at each other for a few long minutes. We both knew we had reached the line. Once we crossed it, we were at the point of no return. Her eyes were questioning. Mine were demanding.

 

“Take it off, Shay,” I whispered the command but it hit us both as if I had shouted. Her eyes cleared and became hot and smoldering. Her hands cupped her breasts slight weight and she pinched the nipples hard.

 

“Mmmm,” Shayne moaned.

 

“Shayne!” My voice was low and husky. I wanted to see those dark pink nipples. I had seen them once before. It was just a quick glance, about a year ago when we were changing to go swimming. I knew that Shayne had gotten both nipple pierced since then and I was desperate to see that. I wanted to taste each swollen tip, nurse it like a starving baby. “Shayne! Let me see!”

 

She gave in. She freed those perfect globes to my gaze. Her nipples were proudly stiffened and the sexy little barbells shone in the sunlight. She tweaked them and pulled them, her hips grinding against me.

 

I didn’t ask if I could, I simply did. I cupped them with both hands and rubbed the pads of my thumbs over their swollen pink tips. Shayne arched her back and moaned. Her voice shot through me like a red hot poker. I sat up wrapping my arms around her waist while hers surrounded my shoulders and her fingers curled into my hair.

 

I lowered my mouth to her right nipple and I drew it into my mouth. The barbell clicked against my teeth erotically. I closed my lips around it, sucking, nibbling, flicking the tip of my tongue over and over her nipple and allowed my tongue to play with the balls at the sides of the nipple.

 

Shayne’s moans were becoming faster and her fingers held my face against her breast. I could feel the heat and wetness spilling from her pussy as she straddled my lap and her hips ground against me. She whimpered my name over and over again.

 

I let her nipple escape from my mouth with a slight “pop” and gave my attention to the left breast. Shayne’s moan became a growl and her hips ground faster. I could stand it no longer. I wanted to smell her… to taste her! I wanted to make her mine. I could smell a hint of her arousal but it wasn’t enough. I wanted it all.

 

I laid back and rolled her on to her back. I kissed my way down her belly. I paused at her belly button, my tongue dipping and tasting the small hole. I gave her a small hint of what was to come when I finally gave her what she wanted. When I gave in to her demand and I “ate” her. The tip of my tongue played around the edges, dipping and swirling and nipping playfully. I grabbed her jeans and pulled them off; her boxers were tangled in them as I pulled them down. I liked that! Boxers on butches were sexy as hell.

 

Shayne arched her back, pleading without words. I continued my kissing down her belly. Shayne’s scent was drugging my senses; calling to me. I moaned hungrily and had to draw in deep breaths; inhaling her arousal. Her arousal was for me. I loved that. I blew my hot breath across Shayne’s ultra wet pussy, making her cry out. I paused to look at her.

 

Her folds were sweet. She was completely shaved except for a small curly patch at the top. She was so damn beautiful. She smelled so damn good, sweet with a hint of spice. Her lips were puffy and parting just enough to show me a hint of her already swollen clit. My eyes drank in her shiny pussy.

 

I used the pads of my thumb to open her lower lips. Her pussy was soaked with her creamy juices, which were flowing freely from her. She was drenched and hot. I blew my hot breath across her wetness again, causing her to gasp. I loved that sound. It excited me beyond control.

 

I pressed my nose against her. She was so hot and wet! She arched up to meet my face. “No! You must be still!” I commanded her in a firm voice.

 

She whimpered but obeyed, which increased my arousal. Her eyes closed as she gave herself over to pleasure. She was so fucking beautiful.

 

I slid my tongue all over her lips; just her lips. I teasingly brought the tip of my tongue to the edge of her clit just once. But I didn’t allow it to actually touch her. Not yet. I loved to hear the soft cry of need that came from her throat.

 

I knew I couldn’t resist much longer. She smelled so good. She tasted sinful. I knelt on the edge of the bed and told her to scoot down for me and lay against the pillows. I crawled up, following her scent.

 

Shayne settled comfortably against the pillows, smirking as she pulled on her nipples. “Eat me!” she coyly demanded. “Suck me! Fuck me!” Her eyes were cloudy with desire and longing. “Please, Kylah,” her voice softened. “I have wanted this with you for so long!”

 

I stripped quickly, enjoying the look in her eyes as she watched. She reached for me but I commanded her to put her hands back behind her head. Since she asked so nicely and was so very sexy, I stretched out on my stomach, resting between her spread thighs. The roundness; the softness was so erotic to me. I planted soft kisses along her legs, starting at the ankles, moving to the calves, flicking my tongue behind her knees in the erogenous zone right there. I made long nibbling suck marking kisses on her thighs as I made my way up.

 

Shayne moaned and panted, her pleading getting louder as I repeated the processes on her other leg. I was beyond arousal. My own pussy was on fire, swollen, and dripping with my juices. I opened her wide, forcing the foreskin away from her swollen clit. The pink little head was so cute and hard. I couldn’t resist giving it a quick little kiss. She shrieked with need when I pulled back. She reached for me but I wouldn’t let her touch me. I even threatened her with being tied to the iron bars of my headboard if she didn’t behave. Her eyes widened but she obeyed; much to my disappointment.

 

Creamy juices were spilling from Shayne’s hot little pussy and I dipped my finger in them and sucked the sweetness as if I were lapping up honey. She watched my every move. I brought my fingers to her pussy repeatedly, scooping up a little more of her juices each time; letting my fingers slide in a little deeper each time I did.

 

She tasted like heaven to me. I brought my fingers to her lips and let her taste her own arousal. She sucked on my fingers and let her tongue play with the tips. I liked that! The ball of her tongue ring teased and I had to pull my fingers away with a moan.

 

I slid back down her body and gave her tight pussy my complete attention. I opened her lips up and slid one slow finger inside. Shayne moaned and I felt the walls of her pussy clamp down and try to hold my finger.

 

“Mmmmm, Shay, you are so fucking tight!” I explored inside her for a moment before I pulled out. Soon a second finger joined the first stretching her a little more. My thumb played with her little clit, brushing across the tip very, very lightly. Her hips were writhing with each thrust of my fingers inside of her, with each stroke of my thumb across her clit.

 

A low pitched moan escaped her lips. I wanted to bring her to the brink but not allow her to cum until I wanted her to cum. And I told her so.

 

“Don’t cum. Don’t cum less you ask. Don’t cum until I say to cum. And when you do cum, you will cum for me. Only me.”

 

Shayne moaned at that. I thrust a third finger inside of her very tight pussy. I caught her clit between my lips and sucked. The first taste was divine. Shayne threw her head back and growled as the first waves of pleasure washed over her.

 

I clasped my lips over her and worked the tip of my tongue rapidly over her clit. It made her writhe against my tongue. I loved it. She was so responsive to me. I watched her face as I flicked my tongue and fucked her pussy with my fingers. Her head was thrown back and her lips were parted as the growls came from her.

 

I released her clit long enough to warn her again not to cum. Then I began to lick that little button of a clit again hard and fast. “Don’t cum! Don’t cum!” I kept repeating as I lapped at the clit with my tongue flattened.

 

“Please, Kylah! Please!” Shay was pleading for real now. My pussy clenched when she said my name like that. “Gawd! Please! Kylah! Let! Me! Cum!” Her voice was raw from straining.

 

I lifted my head, but continued to pound inside of her. Her pussy was so tight around my fingers. I loved it! “Do you wanna cum, Lil Girl?” I whispered.

 

“Yes!” She arched her back desperately. The cream was spilling from her; all over my fingers; pooling into my palm.

 

“Fight it.” I said, simply. I could tell she could take a little more. Her pussy wasn’t there yet. “Do NOT cum, Shayne.”

 

“Ohhhhh!” Shayne was moaning, her face was sweating and red from straining. Her eyes were squeezed shut. “Pleasepleaseplease!” She said it so quickly that it sounded like one word.

 

“Fight it!” I repeated, my words muffled from her pussy slamming up to my tongue. “Just a few more minutes,” I told myself silently.

 

“P – P – Pl - Please!” She half sat up and her hands clenched the sheets.

 

Ahhh, that was what I had been waiting for. The stuttering to start. I lifted my head and let my thumb replace my tongue for a few minutes. “Look at me!” Shayne opened her eyes, passion and arousal glowed back at me from the depth of her eyes. “Do you want to cum?” My voice was barely over a whisper.

 

“Yesssss!” Shayne sounded as aroused. My pussy throbbed some more.

 

“Do you want to cum for ME?” My hand moved faster inside her. My thumb circled her clit harder.

 

“Y – y – yes! Only you!” She was wailing now. It was time. The juices were flowing faster.

 

“Cum! Lil Girl! Cum for me!” I demanded as my mouth clamped over her clit once more. I could feel her orgasm; strong and powerful, rushing to the surface.

 

Shayne arched, her hips rocking my face. Her release was amazing, sweet juices spilled from her. My tongue lapped them up eagerly. As her shuttering eased, I crawled up her body and lay beside her. I pulled her into my arms and pressed soft kisses to her sweaty forehead until she caught her breath.

 

I cradled Shayne to my breast and stroked her head and neck. I told her how beautiful she was and how wonderful making love to her was. I whispered softly to her until she calmed and looked up at me. Her eyes were heavy and she looked so sleepy. She smiled widely and lifted her lips to mine for a soft kiss, which quickly became savage. She moaned as she tasted herself on my lips.

 

Her kisses shot right down to my clit. I groaned as Shayne began to kiss her way down my body but I stopped her. “Wait, Lil Girl,” I whispered. “I wanna rest for a minute. Let me hold you.:

 

“Mmmm,” Shayne sighed. “Sounds heavenly.” She laid her head on my breast and smiled. “I’ve wanted to lay on these ‘Tig Ole Bitties’ for months now!”

 

“These what?!?!” I cuddled her closer and laughed.

 

“Your ‘Tig Ole Bitties’,” Shayne laughed. “Your big ole titties!”

 

I shook my head and laid back. I stroked her head as she drifted off to sleep. Her head was resting on my left breast and her hand was absently squeezing my right one. Within moments, I joined her in sleep.

 

I woke to the feeling of my nipples being sucked. Hard!. She was not being gentle at all. I loved it. I grabbed her head and arched my back. Shayne looked up, my nipple clamped in her teeth.

 

“Hi!” Her voice was muffled. “I’m in heaven!”

 

“Mmmm, Lil Girl! Suck that tit!” Shayne straddled my thigh and went to town. She licked and sucked my nipples. She flicked the ball of her tongue ring over my nipples, pressing them together and flicking her tongue from one side to the other; making me cry out and making Shayne grin. She thought she was in control. I allowed her to keep thinking that for a little while. I loved it. She brought so much pleasure to me with her hot little tongue!

 

She continually ground her pussy against my knee. Her clit was swollen again and her wetness smeared my skin. I enjoyed every bit of it. I wanted to be soaked in her cream. Her other hand worked my nipples, pinching and twisting them. I could feel my juices freely flowing. Her knee ground against my hot wet pussy. She didn’t even seem to realize where her knee was. She was concentrating on my tits and on the heat between her thighs.

 

I caught her head between my palms and made her meet my eyes. “I want you.”

 

“I want you too, Big Momma,” Shayne grinned as she used the nickname she used when I’d begun calling her Lil Girl.

 

“Now, Lil Girl.” I used my upper body strength to flip our positions. She laid on her back and grinned up at me. I slid from the bed and reached inside the bedside table. I pulled out the white silk stockings that I had threatened her with earlier. Her eyes widened and smoldered.

 

“Lay on your belly.” I demanded in a low tone. Shayne obeyed and my body convulsed with arousal. I took the stockings and lightly tied her wrists to the headboard. I made the knots just so that if she relaxed they would be just fine, but if she pulled they would tighten. It was kind of like a Chinese jigsaw puzzle.

 

Shayne looked sexy laying there on her belly, her white ass gleaming in the moonlight. I blindfolded her. She protested but I could tell from her tone she loved it. I knelt behind her on the bed. My thighs were slick with my juices.

 

“Up on your knees, Lil Girl!” I slapped her playfully the ass. She used her elbows to balance herself as she got obediently up on her knees. “Spread your legs!” She spread them with a sigh of pleasure.

 

I scooted up on my knees until they were between her knees. Then I began to caress her soft ass. Shayne’s ass was one of her very best assets! It was round and squeezably soft! I rubbed and squeezed with both hands. Parting her cheeks to see her tight little asshole, I squeezed the cheeks.

 

Then I did the unexpected. I brought my hand down with a hard sting. She jumped with a startled cry. I admired the red palm on the creamy white skin of Shayne’s ass.

 

“What was that for?!” Shayne squirmed.

 

“Because I can.” I responded by spanking her on the other cheek. I rubbed the red spot. Her ass tensed but relaxed when she realized that I wasn’t spanking her. This time. Her ass had two very nice handprints on it. But two isn’t enough. I wanted that ass nice and hot and pink just for me. I smiled.

 

I brought my hand down in a quick succession. Right; left; right; left… Shayne squealed and squirmed as I rubbed the spots for a fraction of a second before I spanked again. Shayne couldn’t close her legs because mine were there. She couldn’t escape my hands because she was tied to the bed. She couldn’t hide her arousal because my fingers continued to seek the wetness that was flowing from her; betraying just how hot she was from my spanking. The juices were dripping down her thighs.

 

I pulled back from her and began to kiss the handprints on her ass. She groaned into the pillow I slid my tongue along the groove of her ass. She cried out, but I knew that it was not an offended cry. I let my fingers slide inside of her wet, slick pussy… Three fingers; swirling and twisting inside of her.

 

My tongue touched her most intimate place. She groaned. I circled her asshole slowly, allowing her to get used to me being there. My tongue dipped and swirled. My fingers moved deeper inside. Shayne growled. She whispered something into the pillow I couldn’t hear. I asked her to repeat it.

 

“More!” I heard it, but barely. I made her repeat it. “More! Please, Ky!”

 

“More what, Lil Girl?”

 

“More fingers, p p please!” She sounded like her teeth were chattering but I knew she wasn’t cold. She was anything but cold.

 

I couldn’t deny her. I slid in the pinkie and pressed my hand inside passed the knuckles. Shayne squealed again. Juices leaked from her pussy and I could hear the splashing sound as I pressed deeper. My tongue flicked over her asshole. She began moving back to meet my hand and my tongue. I grinned. I knew she was ready. I was going to put her senses into overload.

 

I laid on my back carefully keeping my fingers inside her pussy. I settled between her legs and captured her clit in my mouth. I was quickly becoming addicted to her sweet taste. I swirled my fingertip in her juices and slid that soaked tip against her asshole. I teased her there. I wanted her to beg for it. I knew she would.

 

My mouth suckled her hard extended clit. My fingers twisted inside of her. Still I knew what my little girl craved; what she needed. She needed her body to become electric. She needed to lose herself over to the pleasure. She needed to lose control.

 

As my finger teased her asshole, Shayne moaned and moved her ass up, trying to get me inside. I waited. Just circled that soft little area, waiting for her to give it up. She was meeting my hand, riding my tongue, and she was crying out desperately. “Please! Kylah! Please!”

 

I let go of her clit long enough to say in a very calm voice, “What, sweetheart, what do you need?”

 

Shayne groaned. “Pleassssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeee!”

 

“Tell me!” I wasn’t giving in. I needed to hear her say the words.

 

“Ohhhh!” Shayne’s voice was full of tears and need. “Please, suck me! Fuck me! Lick me! Fuck my ass! Please! I can’t take it anymore!”

 

And it was obvious. She was stuttering all over now. The cream was flowing faster. I soaked my finger once again and gave in. I slid inside her sweet asshole, one slow finger first. Then I stopped. I let her show me the pace she needed. Her ass squeezed my finger as did her pussy. I loved it. She bounced her body on my tongue, her need growing as my hands stroked the thin skin between her pussy and her ass. My mouth sucked her clit, I was going crazy myself. She writhed against me so much that I was glad I tied her hands to the bed or she would have flown off the bed!

 

My hands pounded her hard, just as she needed it. My mouth drank up all the juices that spilled over my hand on to my face. My hand twisted inside her. The splashing song increased and Shayne threw back her head and begged, without me telling her to, begged, “Please, can I cum for you!?

 

Gawd, she was a good girl and so fucking hot! I released her clit just long enough to tell her, “Yes, Lil Girl, cum for me! Cum all over me! NOW!” I grabbed her clit once again and sucked until she was screaming and trembling for me.

 

I drank every drop that she gave me. My own body exploded in release along with her. Shayne’s orgasm stimulated mine without me even being touched at all. That had never happened to me before!

 

I scooted out from under her and untied Shayne’s hands. It took a minute because she had indeed pulled the knots tight and my hands were trembling. I managed though and pulled her blindfold and smiled. “Feel better, Lil Girl?” My voice was soft, husky, and shaky.

 

Shayne pushed herself up on trembling arms and looked at me. Her eyes were dark and predatory. “Come mere, Big Momma…” She reached for me as I melted into a puddle…