​PART 2

We descended the stairs side by side, our bare feet padding softly against the wood. The late afternoon light slanted through the windows, painting golden stripes across Toyah's skin. She moved with a new looseness in her limbs, a woman who seemed at ease with her nakedness, and no sign of embarrassment at being naked, or at what we had just done.

IT had been a warm afternoon, and we had had some welcome exercise, so in the kitchen, I poured us both glasses of water from the large American fridge. She leaned against the counter, unselfconscious in her nakedness now, and drank deeply. When she lowered the glass, she was watching me with those dark eyes.  There was no danger of spilling anything on her clothes this time, but the dress was still on the counter as a reminder

"That was certainly an afternoon to remember, and dare I say an afternoon that needs to be repeated" She paused, noticing the stained dress on the counter.” Though next time I will try not to spill my coffee before getting you to tear my clothes off!”. She was searching for words to carry on and then blurted out. "I've never let anyone do that to me before."

"Take control?" I asked, trying to work out her meaning

"More than that." She set the glass down and licked her lips, deep in thought to find the right phrase “I've never wanted to give it up. I've always been the one calling the shots in all parts of my life. In work, in the house, in relationships, in the bedroom, in everything. But with you something flipped and I could not help myself." She trailed off, her fingers tracing patterns on the countertop, moving her dress around again. "I didn't want to think. I just wanted to feel. I wanted you to decide my fate and what direction we were heading in."

I moved closer, my hand finding the curve of her hip. "And how did it feel?"

"Like I could finally breathe." Her voice was soft, almost wondering. "Like I'd been holding my breath for years and didn't even know it. I hadn’t planned it which was the biggest shock.  Yes, I have always wondered what would happen if we were to get together, but always in a direction I was controlling. And then something went ping, and it all went out the window along with my inhibitions"

I pulled her against me, feeling the warmth of her body, the rapid beat of her heart. "Well, you're not done breathing yet. The day is not done, and neither are we I think"

She tilted her head back, a smile playing at her lips. "Not finished with me yet then?"

"Not even close." I kissed her slowly, tasting the water on her tongue, feeling her melt into me. When I pulled back, her eyes were heavy-lidded with renewed desire, and her nipple were betraying her aroused state of mind. "The question is whether you're ready for more now."

"I asked you upstairs if you were brave enough to handle me." Her fingers traced down my chest, twirling the hairs between her fingers. "I'm still waiting for your answer."

I caught her wrist, holding it firmly. "I’m not going to answer that question with words, Toyah. I will answer with actions. Actions that will speak louder than words, actions that will shout the answer into your body"

"That sounds like what I need. I am yours to command Sir. So where will you take me this time?"

I released her wrist and took her hand instead, lacing our fingers together. "Come with me."

I led her through the kitchen toward the back door. She followed without hesitation, though I felt a slight tremor run through her when I reached for the handle.

"Outside?" Her voice held a note of uncertainty. "Andy, it's still light out and we’re both undressed."

"The sun's setting. And we're a very long way from the nearest house." I opened the door, letting the cool evening air wash over us. "Look, no one can see us. No one can hear us. No matter how loud you get or how naked I want us to be. It's just you and me and the falling nigh, and a lot of fun waiting for us to discover."

The garden stretched out before us—a wide expanse of lawn bordered by hedges and the old stone walls that formed the raised flower beds, and that marked the property boundaries. The sky was deepening from blue to violet, the first stars beginning to appear. A breeze stirred the grass and the flowers, carrying the scent of earth and growing things to us both. In the distance, the final calls of birdsong were slowly fading away

Toyah stepped out onto the patio, her skin prickling with goosebumps. The contrast between the warm house and the cooling air made her gasp softly. I watched her take it in and allow her mind to become attuned to being naked under the sky, enjoying the feelings, the openness, the exposure, the wildness of being naked in the great outdoors.

"It's beautiful," she whispered.

"So are you." I moved behind her, my hands sliding around her waist, pulling her back against me. "And I want to see you on your knees in my garden."

She turned her head, meeting my eyes. "Here?"

"Right here." I guided her forward onto the grass. The lawn was soft beneath our feet, slightly damp with evening dew. When we reached the centre of the lawn, I stopped, and guided her to stand in front of me, looking into my eyes. "Kneel."

Toyah sank down slowly, the grass cool against her knees. She looked up at me, her dark hair falling around her shoulders, her lips parted. In the fading light, she looked like some pagan offering waiting to worship her leader. She was beautiful, she was willing and she was all mine to do what I would with.

"You know what I want," I said, my voice soft and gentle. “And I think you want it too.”

"Oh indeed I do Andy, yes I very much do. I will be very happy to please you." She reached for me, her fingers wrapping around my cock. I was already half-hard again, and her touch sent blood rushing south to meet her fingers. She stroked me slowly, watching my face, learning what actions made my breath catch. It did not take long for me to be fully erect, and when I was, she leaned forward and took me slowly and gently into her mouth.

The sensation was exquisite. Her lips sealed around my hard pink cock, her tongue fluttering against the underside of my hard shaft as she sucked me deeper. She kept her eyes on mine the whole time, and the sight of her, vulnerable in her nakedness, and kneeling in the grass, her mouth full of me, her gaze worshipful, her nipples erect was a sight that would move the emotions of any man.

"That's it," I murmured, my hands both grabbing handfuls of her hair, twisting and gripping it in my excitement. "Take it all." She hollowed her cheeks, sucking harder, and I felt the head of my cock against the back of her throat. She gagged slightly but didn't pull away. Instead, she relaxed her jaw and took me deeper still, her nose nearly touching my pelvis as she managed to deep throat me, every hard pink inch of me.

"Fuck, Toyah." My grip tightened in her hair. "You're perfect."

She hummed around me, the vibration sending sparks up my spine. Her hands moved to my thighs, steadying herself as she began to bob her head, setting a rhythm that had my toes curling in the grass. The wet sounds of her mouth, the sight of her lips stretched around me, the feel of her tongue, the slight drool of saliva as my length caused her to gag and drool ever so slightly —it was almost too much.

But I wasn't ready to finish yet. Not like this.

I pulled back, my cock slipping from her mouth with a wet pop. She looked up at me, confused, her lips swollen and glistening.

"Stand up," I commanded.

She rose gracefully. I kissed her hard, my left hand closing over her breast, her nipple trapped between my fingers. Her hand was holding my rock-hard shaft, keeping my blood flowing to all the very right places. I broke the kiss and and I took her hand, leading her toward the old stone wall forming a flower bed at the edge of the patio. It was waist-high, the stones rough and cool to the touch. When we reached it, I turned her around and bent her forward over it.

"Hands on the wall," I said. "Don't worry, but just keep in that position."

Toyah braced herself, her palms flat against the stone. The position left her completely exposed—her ass raised, her thighs slightly parted. I ran my hand over the curve of her backside, feeling her shiver. I bent to place a kiss on the small of her back, and ran my hand up the warm crack of her arse

"You've been very good," I said. "But I think you need a reminder of who's in charge here." Before she could respond, I brought my hand down on her ass with a sharp crack. She yelped, her body jerking forward.

"Count them," I ordered.

"One," she gasped.

I spanked her again, harder this time, watching the pale skin turn pink. "Count again, and make it louder this time. Remember there are no neighbours and you need to let out that sting."

"Two!"

I carried on, spacing them out for greater effect.  Each strike left a handprint, each one drew a cry from her lips. By the time I reached ten, she was trembling, her breath coming in ragged gasps. But when I slid my hand between her thighs, I found her soaking wet.

"You like this," I said, my fingers circling her clit. "You like being punished."

"Yes," she moaned. "God, yes."

I worked her clit with one hand while the other explored higher, my thumb pressing against her anus. She tensed at first, but I didn't push—just applied steady pressure, letting her body adjust to the sensation.

"Relax," I murmured. "Go with the flow and let me in."

Slowly, she did. My thumb breached the tight ring of muscle, and she cried out—not in pain, but in shocked pleasure. I kept my movements gentle, working both her clit and her ass in tandem, building her toward another climax.

"Please," she begged. "Please, Andy, I need to cum."

"What do you need first?"

"You. Inside me. I need you inside me."

With that my fingers opened her labia, and I rested my cock at the entrance, before pushing gently inside.  A few deep thrusts got her moaning and let me know how wet she was. But this was just to warm her up, so I could feel the spanking heat against my abdomen as I reached full depth. But this was not the position that I wanted here and now. I pulled slowly out.  She groaned,

“Come back in – I want to be fucked”

“Then you need to do some work and earn it” I said. I withdrew my hands and stepped back.

“I want it so much, come back in me.”

 "What are you waiting for then. Come here."

I lay down on the grass, the cool blades tickling my back. Toyah took her hands off the wall and turned to face me, her eyes dark with need, she stepped forward and straddled me. Standing over me, feet either side of my waist, she slowly lowered herself, holding her cunt open. She positioned herself over my cock, her hand guiding me to her entrance, and then she sank down. All the way down, taking me full depth in her first thrust. We both groaned as I filled her. She was impossibly tight, her inner walls still fluttering from the stimulation I had already given her. For a moment, she just sat there, adjusting to the fullness, her head thrown back and her breasts rising and falling with each breath.

Then she began to move.

She rode me slowly at first, rolling her hips in a way that made my vision blur. Her breasts bounced with each movement, and I reached up to cup them, my thumbs brushing over her nipples. She gasped, her pace quickening.

"That's it," I encouraged. "Take what you need. Leave nothing behind,"

She leaned forward, bracing her hands on my chest, and began to ride me harder. The new angle let me go deeper, and she moaned with each downward thrust. I slid one hand down to where we were joined, my fingers finding her clit again.

"Oh God," she whimpered. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."

I didn't. I worked her clit in tight circles while she rode me, her movements growing more frantic. Her nails dug into my chest, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I could feel her tightening around me, could see the tension building in her body.

"Come for me," I commanded. "Come on my cock."

She shattered the evening air with a scream, her orgasm ripping through her. Her inner walls clenched around me, milking me, and I felt my own climax building. I thrust up into her, matching her rhythm, chasing my own orgasm.

"Together," I growled. "We're going to come together."

Toyah's eyes locked onto mine, and I saw in that exact moment the desire to match our peaks. She bore down harder, her movements becoming desperate, and I felt the pressure at the base of my spine reach its breaking point.

We came together in a rush of heat and sensation. I buried myself deep inside her, my cock pulsing as I emptied myself into her. She collapsed forward onto my chest, both of us shaking, both of us gasping for air.

For a long moment, we just lay there in the grass, our bodies still joined, the evening settling around us like a blanket. The stars were fully visible now, scattered across the darkening sky. Somewhere in the distance, an owl hooted.

Finally, Toyah stirred. She lifted herself off me, and I felt the loss of her warmth immediately. But before I could protest, she was moving down my body, her mouth closing around my softening cock.

I hissed at the sensitivity, but she was gentle, cleaning me with her tongue, tasting our combined juices. When she was satisfied, she crawled back up and settled beside me, her head on my chest.

"So," she said after a moment, her voice lazy with satisfaction. "Is there more to come tonight?"

I looked down at her, at the satisfied smile playing on her lips, at the challenge still glinting in her eyes. Even now, even after everything, she was testing me. Pushing to see how far I would go.

I smiled and pulled her closer. "Toyah, we're just getting started."

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