"Let's go to the karaoke, baby! Come on!"
I dragged you towards to my favorite karaoke spot. We went to the the empty karaoke private room as we rented it for an hour.
I love singing. In fact, I was a part-time singer in the bar where we met and started our relationship. You always admire whenever I sing. It makes me feel special because you're always on my side.
As you sat on the couch, I sat on your lap, my back facing you. I love sitting on your lap whenever the chance that I get. You don't mind it anyway.
"Shall we start with an upbeat song? This one is trending these days." I searched the song through the tablet then plays it.
We're able to harmonize well as the song progresses. Matching our voices to the song. You always said that you can't sing yet here you are, blending well along with me.
After the song. I proceed to search for another one. I felt your lips gently kissed my neck. I gasped softly. I also felt your erection poking at my butt.
"Hey.... your junior is poking my butt." I chuckled. Grinding my butt teasingly at your erection.
"You cheeky little..." You gently bit my earlobe, that made me squeal.
"Hey! That's not fair!" I pouted.
"Whatever... Anyway, I have a challenge for you, baby. Wanna hear it?"
"Challenge you say? Come on, spill it then!"
"You sing the next song but this time, I'll fingering your pussy. If you're able to get 100 score, We will fuck right here, right now. If you fail, then we will leave here without it."
I grinned mischievously at your challenge, my fingers already starting to toy with the hem of my skirt. The thrill of the game sent a shiver down my spine.
I leaned in close to whisper in your ear. "Oh, I like the way you think, baby. Let's see if your fingers can beat my voice."
With a sultry smile, I reached for the microphone and cleared my throat. I chose a song then I began to belt out a hauntingly beautiful ballad, my voice soaring through the karaoke room. The lyrics seemed to drip from my lips, painting a vivid picture of forbidden love and desperate longing.
As my sultry voice filled the room, your fingers deftly slipped beneath my skirt, finding the damp heat of my pussy. You stroked my sensitive folds, teasing it's entrance before circling my clit with deliberate slowness.
The rhythm of your touch mirrored the melody of the song, each note harmonizing with the pressure of your fingertips.
Lost in the haze of arousal, My focus to song the song never left. My voice is steady despite the overwhelming feeling of lust. With each passing verse, My body responded more fervently to your skilled touch, juices slickening your digits. The air was heavy with the scent of my arousal, mingling with the sweet notes of the song.
As the bridge part approached, my voice cracked with almost moaning, my climax building rapidly under your expert ministrations. I could hardly believe how close I was to win the challenge. To claiming this moment of raw, unbridled passion with the man I craved.
My breath hitched, my hips instinctively rolling against your hand as pleasure coiled within me. I poured every ounce of desire into my performance, my voice trembling with barely restrained need.
As the last chorus goes on, You thrust two fingers deep inside my quivering channel, pumping them in time with my ragged breaths. My pussy clenched greedily around the intrusion, milking your digits as waves of ecstasy crashed over me.
With a last, searing note, I threw back my head, surrendering to the overwhelming tide of pleasure. The 100 score flashed on the screen, a declaration of my victory.
"That's it, baby," You purred, your thumb rubbing firm circles over my throbbing clit. "You won. Now let me make good on my promise."
With a swift motion, you spin me around facing each other then your mouth capturing mine in a searing kiss. We we're both hungry for each other. Our hands are busy roaming each other bodies.