Hi hi boys, it is your resident Kinktress Kenna. Today I thought I would talk to you about a little thing I like to call cock and ball tease. I recently had a phone sex session that started out with me and the guy having dinner together at a very upscale dining establishment. Knowing that I am into everything kink, he was curious about how I could recognize that trait in other people. He asked me to look around the room and tell him who else was there that shared my proclivities. I took my time scanning face after face, at all the tables around the room, and finally settled my gaze back on him. "Well, who is it?" he asked me. Under the table I slipped my black high heel shoe off of my stocking covered foot, and began to trail my toes up his leg and inner thigh. I whispered to him, " I am not going to tell you." "Why?" he asked. As I moved my toes over his fly I smiled at him and said, because he doesn't know it yet.
After dinner, we went back to my place, where we quickly began to undress each other where we began to make our way up the stairs to my bedroom. By the time he made it up the stairs, I was already lying naked on my canopy bed. I Knew he could see me through the smoky colored curtains that draped from my bed. As I heard him panting by me, I beckoned him to come hither and join me on the bed. While on his knees, in front of me, on the black satin sheets, I trailed my fingers down his biceps and forearms, until I reached his wrists. I slowly began to position his hands behind his back as I sucked on his earlobe. I whispered in his ear "Lock your fingers together, and whatever happens, don't let go." He nodded in agreement, and I pushed him down on the bed into the mattress. I rubbed my beautiful bare breasts up his naked chest as I teased his mouth with my tongue. Beside the bed, on the night stand, were several burning candles. I wrapped my fingers around the tall thick pillar of flame, and brought it to bear over top of his chest. I locked my eyes with his, and asked him "Are you afraid?" He smiled, and slowly shook his head, no.
I began to let the hot wax drizzle onto his bare chest. As I heard his sharp inhalation of breath, I watched a slow smile of pleasure spread across his face. I reached for the flagon of champagne beside me, and poured the cool champagne over the searing wax on his bear chest. I leaned over him, and began to trail my tongue after the droplets of champagne, slowly licking it off of his chest. He moaned in pleasure. I made my way up to his mouth, letting him taste the champagne on my lips, pulling away as he tried for a deeper kiss. I repeated the process, moving down his abdomen, and to the base of his cock and balls. He was now breathless with desire, and so was I. If you want to hear the rest of the story, or you would like us to share one of your own, call your Kinktress today.
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