Submission (18+) - Chapter 43: Chapter 43

Once again, David had her pegged exactly. "It kind of depends on how deep their song book is," Vivian said. "But yeah, my sister and I went through a phase in college where we did it almost every weekend. It'll be so much fun to let loose with her like that again."
David smiled wider. "Does this mean I'll get to meet her tonight too?"
"Yep! Nicole said there'll probably end up being twelve or thirteen people."
"You must really like me if you're already introducing me to the family," David teased, squeezing her in a tight hug.
"Meeting Susan is nothing," Vivian teased him back. "If you survive meeting my father, that'll be a real milestone."
She looked back down at the drawing, once again marveling at how well he'd captured her. She'd been amazed when they'd first met and he'd talked having dabbled in knitting, but it turned out he hadn't been kidding about trying a bit of everything when it came to art and anything creative. His apartment was a mess of half-finished projects of every kind, which Vivian was in the process of trying to organize for him. Still, his basic drawings were what he returned to most often, and they always turned out vividly lifelike.
"David, this is really amazing. I love it. Can I keep it? Please?"
"Of course! It's for you."
"Thanks." Vivian carefully packed it into her bag, biting her lip slightly as she thought about how to confess what else had been going on with that smile he'd drawn. "Um -- David? You know how you got assertive and confident handling me before? I really liked that." She paused for a second, shoving down the impulse to feel embarrassed, then made sure he understood. "It felt like you were being dominant with me, and that made me feel submissive. It turned me on."
She fidgeted nervously with her bag. This was the first time her tastes had come up since she'd told him about being submissive the week before. Finally, she glanced up to find David looking thoughtfully back at her.
"Interesting," he said, looking deeply into her as if he were seeing her soul. "I'll bear that in mind. Honestly, that's easy for me. I guess I always assumed that being dominant had to involve leather and whips and stuff like that."
Little fireworks of excitement went off in Vivian's mind. If that was easy for him, this was going to be perfect! "It doesn't have to mean anything specific," Vivian quickly said. "That's kind of a common myth. Leather and whips and stuff can be part of it, sure, but in reality, it's just what feels fun to us. It's more like a feeling. I just like feeling like you're in control of me, however that manifests."
Vivian watched David's expression as she lay herself even more bare to him. First her body, now this part of her inner self. His smile took on a decidedly more charged feel. What did that mean? Did he understand?
Slowly, he closed the distance between them. Wordlessly, using the same firm, assured pressure as before, he guided her arms over her head. "So, what you're saying..." He held her arms up with one hand and teased around her waist with the other. "Is that, if I'd decided the picture would have been better with your boobs in it..." He slowly raised her shirt up and off of her. "And I'd just taken hold of you and stripped you like this..." He smoothly unhooked her bra and slipped it up over her still raised hands. "That would have turned you on?"
Vivian's heartbeat had jumped into overdrive, and she was nearly hyperventilating. She tried to speak, but the fireworks exploding in her head made thinking impossible. He had it! David had the dominant instinct! He could press her submissive buttons and turn her to goo! So, instead of forming words, she just let her feverishly aroused panting speak for her, and nodded fervently.
"That's good," David said, appreciatively smiling at her breasts, which Vivian felt instantly heat as if his eyes were the sun. "Because your boobs are far too hot not to model." But, to her dismay, he didn't touch them. Instead, he handed her clothes back to her. "I hope you're still in this mood when we get back tonight, because I've been dreaming all week about that blowjob you gave me."
No! He'd been doing so well! Was he really going to wind her up like this and just leave her hanging! "We don't have to leave yet!" Vivian protested, ignoring her shirt and pressing her chest out hopefully.
"We really should, it's at least an hour to Brooklyn on the subway and it's already—"
Acting mostly on instinct, Vivian quickly dropped to her knees in front of David. It was easy to justify it to herself as educational, training David to associate dominant behavior with orgasmic pleasure. Still, the intensifying throbbing in her core and telltale stiffening of her nipples as she looked up at him made it hard to deny she loved it too. The change in perspective triggered her submissiveness into overdrive, and she shivered slightly feeling lust course through her. Any inhibitions or embarrassment she might have felt stood no chance against the urge to make David feel as hot and horny as she was now.
Looking up into his eyes, Vivian tilted her head and bit her lip in what she hoped was a seductive way. "You know, another part of being a submissive is making sure I'm always sexually available for you." She licked her lips, keeping eye contact while leaning forward slightly to brush her cheek against the front of his pants. "Whenever my boyfriend wants a blowjob, my boyfriend gets a blowjob."
If the hard bulge she felt from the contact with his pants hadn't made it obvious, the fire burning in his eyes told her all she needed to know. In seconds, he had his pants off and his thick, hard cock right where it belonged.
Vivian moaned slightly as her lips and tongue slid over him, loving his heat and the feeling of hardness filling her up. Last time, she'd tried to be rough on herself, and he'd said he'd loved that. Still, after he'd made her cum and he'd had his turn to cum in her pussy, David had chosen a very slow rhythm, easing his full length into and out of her from the very tip of his head to the root.
Time to see if that's what he really preferred.
Vivian settled her lips around the head of his cock, taking her time and licking up over his sensitive underside in the way that made David groan delightfully. Slowly, deliberately, she inched down his shaft. One slow lick at a time, keeping her lips locked tight around him, she gave him the same slow and intense penetration experience he'd chosen to fuck her with.
She paused for a second when he hit her throat, loving the way his cock's throbs seemed to reverberate through her head and send shocks of pleasure directly to her clit. She could fall in love with this penis. Bracing herself, she clenched her fists, took a big gulp of air in through her nose, and pushed forward. It took effort to keep the slow pace, her instinct was to either take him all at once or let him go back out, but she managed it. Slowly, she eased the bulging head of his cock past her gag reflex, and steadily took the last of him.
David let out a low, pleasure filled groan that would have brought a triumphant smile to Vivian's lips if they hadn't been crushed against his balls and pelvis. Unconsciously, Vivian flipped her skirt up, slipped a hand into her panties and started on herself. The first contact with her clit sent a surge of pleasure through her, making her moan and her throat vibrate around his cock. It felt like heat was coming at her from both directions, her sopping pussy radiating with it and his cock throbbing it all through her head.
Vivian kept the pace, trying to make each stroke in and out of her mouth last for a full count of five. It was hard. Trying not to get lost in the sensations coursing through her while keeping herself steady blowing him made it difficult to remember to do things like breathing. It was so tempting to speed up. Her hand was flying over her clit now, feeling better and better the faster and harder she pressed. But every time David's head passed into her throat, it was like a reaction was ripped out of him. Like he lost control of his body for a spit second, and he spasmed and shook and made sounds that filled Vivian with delight.
That had to mean she was doing something right!
Vivian's pussy clenched hard, and her clit throbbing against her fingers, warning that she was about to cum. Surprisingly, backing off was easy. She didn't want to cum yet. She wanted to cum with David, and she'd been trying to time it so they would get there together. With how much he was shaking and groaning, it was a little surprising it hadn't happened already.
"I want you to do something for me," David said between pants above her. He seemed to be waiting for a response from her, and he gave a second's laugh when he realized Vivian's occupied mouth made that impossible. "When I tell you to, I want you to stand up and pull your panties down a little. I want to cum all over your pussy."
Vivian's mind melted. Dreams of twin simultaneous eruptions vanished, instantly replaced by visions of hot pearly white cum covering her. More than bathing her clit in cum, though, Vivian was thrilled that David was getting into it! He wanted to use her to make this fantasy of his real!
It didn't take much longer. Vivian fumbled blindly with her skirt zipper, getting ready to drop it out of the way as she felt his body tense and his cock expanding, the telltale salty taste of precum flowing freely over her tongue. With a sudden groan, he hit the edge and pulled free from her mouth.
Suppressing her body's sudden urge the gulp down air and massage her throat, Vivian quickly jumped to her feet, her skirt falling to the floor, pulling the waistband of her panties down with one hand and grabbing his cock with the other. He was completely slick with her spit and drool, and her hand flew as she stroked him, trying her best to keep him aimed correctly while pleasuring him.
It worked best when she nestled the head of his cock between her lips right up against her clit. She could really stroke his shaft firmly without worrying about aim, while pleasuring his head by rocking her hips. David's breath caught and he wrapped his arms around her neck. "I'm really close!" He gasped.
David pulled her in tighter, forcing their foreheads against each other. Vivian could feel the muscles in his arms tense and see the pleasure written across his face. Best of all were his eyes. David stared down at their joined genitals with a look somewhere between ecstasy and awe. Up close like this, she could see the way his pupils dilated and feel his labored breathing against her cheek.
It felt good grinding her clit on him like this, but it wasn't quite enough stimulation to tip her over the edge. That didn't matter. The orgasm she'd been close to had slipped to the back of her mind, and all of Vivian's attention was focused on David and giving him even more pleasure. She wanted to make him squeeze her even tighter, feel his cock throb even harder, hear his breathing get even harsher and feel him unleash all his pent up cum all over her pussy.
She got her wish.
It was immediately very hot and very wet, and the way she could feel it squirting directly against her clit hit Vivian's mind like a ton of bricks. It was so lewd -- so much like something out of porn, it completely satisfied Vivian's inner slut. It made her feel so sexy, so desired and hot, she loved it and drank in the sensation of every throbbing pulse of cum.
It took them a few minutes to come down from their sexual high. They both stood motionless, leaning against each other, catching their breath until David finally spoke. "I -- uh -- thanks. I always wanted to try that. Sorry if it was kind of sudden."
He sounded kind of self-conscious. Like now that he'd cum, he'd regained some inhibitions. "Don't be sorry! It was really hot." Vivian said, wanting to dispel any negativity he might be feeling. "David, thanks so much for letting me be a part of something you wanted. Fulfilling your sexual desires is exactly what gets me going." She very lightly ran her fingertips over her pussy. There was a massive amount of cum there, stuck between her labia, dripping from her clit and coating her panties underneath where she was still holding them down. "And judging from all this, I'd say you liked it too," she said with a wide smile.
"Of course I did! Sorry, I didn't mean to sound negative, I just — I don't know — I guess I worried you wouldn't like me making a mess out of you. It's all new to me. I feel kind of like I've found a genie who's giving me unlimited wishes. I've never been with anybody who's told me to do whatever I want with her before."
"How does that make you feel?" Vivian asked, suddenly worried that she was overloading him.
David smiled, a bit of the edge he'd had before coming back. "Honestly? Half of me worries that I'll do something wrong and mess it up for you. But the other half feels like he's having a complete joy ride! There's so many things I've imagined all my life, it's like I'm a kid and you've handed me a hundred bucks to go crazy in a candy store." He watched Vivian toying with his cum, the smile getting wider. "Would you like to hear the second half of that particular fantasy?"
"Wait. I mean, yes I do, but wait a second." It was more difficult to think and have a conversation while playing with cum on her pussy than Vivian would have thought. "About that first part. I really don't want to pressure you into being something you're not comfortable with."
David chuckled, "then I guess we're both worrying about stepping on the other's toes."
"Maybe a little," Vivian returned the laugh. "But, if you'd like it and you're comfortable with it, I can ask some dominant friends of mine if they could share some of their experiences with you? Maybe that would help? I've never really thought about it before, but the internet is full of stories and guides and things about how to be the perfect submissive. I have no idea how Doms are meant to learn their role."
Vivian would have probably had a panic attack if her partner had suggested she talk to some of his friends about learning to be better in bed. She'd almost held off suggesting it because of that. David, however, looked relieved. "Yeah, that would help a lot," he said. Vivian smiled, almost afraid to believe how lucky she was. He really wanted to get this right, to be with her and follow her along this path, so much so that he was willing to go that far outside his comfort zone without any hesitation. Except, this was David, the disarmingly charming guy who'd swept her off her feet approaching her in the park. Normal shyness didn't seem to apply to him.
"All right then, I'll ask Malcolm and Sam tonight." The hard part now decided, Vivian let herself slip back to enjoying the warm wetness engulfing her vagina. "Now, what were you going to say about me making the second half of this fantasy of yours come true?"
David's face did a thing that Vivian could only think of as glowing. "Oh, that's simple. It's perfect because we really should head out now. It just involves you pulling your panties up, getting dressed, and leaving on a nice date with me while you're wearing my cum all over you." Vivian felt her eyes get wider and her body rush directly back into full on sex mode. "Oh, too much?" David asked, noticing.
"No, not that. Um... it's just that I think you're going to have to make me cum first or I might explode."
David laughed. "You're a very interesting person, Vivian." He replaced her hand between her legs with his own and went to work on her. "And I think I've figured out why you're always late to everything."
Vivian: Hey
Vivian: So, I dont want to impose or put you guys in a spot youre uncomfortable with
Vivian: But I could use some help explaining Dom stuff to David and I was really hoping both you Doms might be willing to talk to him?
Vivian: I wouldnt ask but I have no idea how to teach him about this kind of stuff other than just telling him what I like
Malcolm and Sam were both included in the group text, so I assumed that's who Vivian meant her request for. Sam was already playing on her phone while we waited for our table, so I passed mine across to Malcolm to read.
"Interesting," he muttered, quickly scanning the screen.
"She wants me to have a kink talk with this guy I've never even met?" Sam sounded incredulous.
Sam can be a bit prickly at times, especially when it involves men she doesn't know or especially like. Unfortunately, I kind of had to admit her reaction had some merit this time. Wanting to head off that line of thought, I jumped in to defend Vivian. "She's only asking because she's really comfortable with you two. Trust me, I know she means it about not wanting to impose on you. If she's asking for help anyway, it means she really can't think of a better alternative. She really likes this guy." I added the last bit almost pleadingly.
Sam sighed and composed herself. "I know. He sounds like a nice guy from what she's said -- what's his name again?"
"David."
"Right, David. I get that it's important to her, and it sounds like he really makes her happy. Still, having that kind of talk with somebody I've never even met?"
"I won't pretend I'm thrilled by the idea either," Malcolm put in. "Still, imagine how he's probably feeling. It's probably even more awkward for him than it will be for us. At least we know what to expect, he's probably feeling like he's going in blind."
Sam sighed again, but didn't disagree. In her language, that was pretty much a yes.
"Don't be so gloomy!" Nicole put in brightly. "It's the perfect first introduction for us to laugh about months from now."
"Not all of us are addicted to cringe humor sitcoms like you," Malcolm observed, and Nicole stuck her tongue out at him.
"We've actually met him already," I admitted.
"Yeah, he's really cool, really easy to talk to, too," Malcolm added. "Trust me, this won't be nearly as awkward as it could be."
Nicole feigned outrage, "What! When did you meet the new boytoy? What other secrets have you been keeping from me?"
"I have not been keeping secrets! You made me skip over everything else in the story to the part where Malcolm was being all corny trying to be romantic asking me to move in with him."
Nicole gave me a smirk and turned to Malcolm. "She never said it was corny when she told me about it. She said she really liked it."
Malcolm and Sam laughed while I blustered about Nicole being a traitor.
We stood in Insa's entryway. Insa seemed to have a wood theme going, the walls and main dining area was mostly bare pine, making it look more like a ski lodge than a restaurant. Alluring smells of cooking meat wafted over us from nearby tables, making my mouth water in anticipation. While we were talking, the rest of the group Nicole had invited turned up. They were all people both she and I knew, which meant they all from the same group of kinksters that was the intersection of our social circles.
Thomas and Julie were the newest additions to our clique of youngins inside the larger munch crowd. They were the deceptive type who looked like they would be perfectly at home thumping bibles at Sunday mass, but the two had some of the dirtiest minds I'd ever encountered. Madison and Kate, Sam and Nicole's playmates from the Valmont's party, arrived one after the other. They both dressed like they were trying to make summer last a little bit longer, despite the quickly lowering temperatures of autumn. The way they enthusiastically greeted Sam and Nicole, with tight hugs and lingering touches, showed they clearly had more on their minds than just dinner out with friends.
Malcolm and I backed away to give them some space while I Instinctually braced myself for the wave of jealousy that always hit me whenever I saw somebody being familiar with one of my past lovers.