Intimate

I am, as I may have mentioned, home from uni for a few weeks. So is Bear. So I'm staying at my parents.
And like the naughty teenagers we're not, we fucked on my parents couch!
I have no idea why, I just always wanted to. It's brown leather and I can't look at a chair without thinking about the possibilities of how to have sex on it.
Bear was in a sort of distant mood when he first arrived, but sitting at his feet I asked could I suck on him. He had quite the erection.
I convinced him to move to the other couch, stripped to my bra and straddled him. We fucked with the curtains open, I was able to bounce better, grip the back of the couch and drag my tits over his face as I rode him.
I'm more comfortable fucking in a bra-I have small tits but a bra pushes them together and gives a lot more support ;]
When I was tired I pulled him onto me and held him deep inside me with my legs. Soon he said he was going to come. I begged him not to, but like he was going to listen!
What was really lovely was we stayed with him lying over me for a few moments, me holding him inside me, stroking his hair and face and just smiling at each other. Really cute.
Later we fucked with me bent over the sofas arm-I may have mentioned it more than twice but I LOVE getting it from behind. And Bear just gets better, knowing where in my cunt to hit.
Then of course he made me crawl around the living room floor naked for a while, occasionally spanking me before he'd allow me to get dressed.
I always feel a little pathetic before I get my period (I should soon) so clambering onto his lap I said 'Do you mind being my Master?'
'No, I enjoy it.'
'I know you only do some stuff because I ask though, I feel guilty..'
'Don't, you do stuff for me. And no-one's been interested in what turns me on before, anyway.'
'I don't really know what turns you on, I don't know if I'm pleasing you.'
'Just blowjobs whenever I want, anything we do as long as I'm having fun.'
Then he confided he likes the idea of drowning without being able to do anything about it, and I suggested I could cuff him and dunk his head in the bath, or something. But he backtracked and said it was stupid. I was disappointed, because he clearly closed the subject.
Later, he remembered he'd brought the new cock ring, which he dislikes. It IS a very bad design, skin and hair get caught in it. He put it on, adjusted it and told me to get to work. I sucked, and after a while he was hard-his veins pratically glowing, and his erection very red. It was a bit worrying. And it started going down. We decided the cockring was basically bad. Disappointing.
He did something very un-Bear..He fucked me very slowly and gently..Deep, but slow and gentle. He put his massive hand over my mouth and nose when I whined (my parents were downstairs at the time) and fighting for breath made me come harder. Despite me hating anything lovemaking-shaped, it was lovely being able to stroke his hair and look at him..God I LOVE watching him come, his face is so beautiful, like he can't believe it..
Then again I got all pathetic..'Do you want to be with me for a long time? Are you serious about me?'
We asked each other intimate questions, it made me feel very bonded. He slept next to me though he's not really supposed to here (house rules.)
This morning I awoke his sleepy cock with a rub and he told me to bend over. It was AMAZING, stopped himself from coming over and over until I'd came so many times it was hurting and I was a whiny, pathetic trembling wreck on the bed. Made me feel very controlled. Allowed me to grind back on his cock.
After a shower, because he hadn't come, I pulled him on top of me. He announced he was going to come on me, amused that he was going to mess up my cleanliness. Pushed back my knees so I could see his cock slide in and out of me, and as I was roaring in orgasm, pulled out and came all over my body..A big spurt actually landed in my mouth! ;]