MY ULTIMATE CHALLENGE

Ever since then I have taken great delight in licking and teasing her, with countless variations. Men, boys, women, girls, combinations of men, boys, women, girls, watching watching me lick and tease her. My ultimate challenge is to lick and tease her to her ideal of sexual perfection.

Though I still don’t know exactly what her idea of sexual perfection is. When I ask her what her idea of sexual perfection is she invariably replies, “You will be the first to know, hopefully while you share it with me.”

The last time I asked her how we can both measure her ideal of sexual perfection she smiled and licked her lips when she told me, “An exemplification of supreme sexual excellence or an unsurpassable degree of sexual excellence.” Or perhaps I might watch another person lick and tease her to her sexual perfection?

I do enjoy the challenge of licking and teasing her, trying be part of her sexual perfection. Understanding and sharing her turn ons and sexual foibles. Well hung men and boys. Bisexual women and girls. Watching men and boys masturbate for her, both at the same time on occasion, talking to them and teasing them as they masturbate for her and for us. Sometimes exciting combinations of those.

A favourite for both of us, Dallas watching a man or a teenage boy give me a head job while a teenage girl gives her cunnilingus, fucking her with her tongue. Talking all the while to me, to her girl and my boy.

This Sunday afternoon I have decided to pursue my ultimate challenge, to lick and endeavour to tease Dallas to her sexual perfection. To stretch her sexual boundaries and mine by combining some of her sexual fetishes and preferences.

Just before two-thirty when I was expecting two men to arrive for our joint sexual pleasure, I told Dallas I wanted her to enjoy what I had organised for her, for us, without being specific. Telling her I wanted her to make an entrance, not just merely arrive, after she sized up the situation I wanted to create for her.

The other two men were most attractive, bi-sexual boys in their early twenties, twenty-years younger than Dallas and me, both of them fully aware of Dallas’s reputation and mine. I had briefed them a few days earlier on my goals for that afternoon, hoping to sexually pleasure Dallas in her endless quest for her sexual perfection.

My bi-sexual side was looking forward to entertaining the two boys when they arrived. Greeting them topless, my back and torso smeared with the oil I had asked Dallas to smear over my naked body ten-minutes earlier. She was already sensing what I had organised for her sexual pleasure, though she chose not to ask, part of our subtle foreplay and joint turn on.

“Dallas will make her entrance soon.