I look at you. You're lying on the bed, still fully clothed, (undressing you comes later), arms stacked behind your head.
"Don't move," I say. "Not until I tell you."
Right now I am your only focus. Already I'm wet with just the thought of what is going to happen. Which is no surprise really. I get turned on just being around you. And I know you are too; I can see the outline of your erection through your jeans, and I haven't even touched you. Not yet.
I lean close to you my mouth just a whisper away from yours. Lightly, slowly, I run my tongue between your lips, taking just a taste.
Now I move and take your earlobe between my teeth, and bite down. This is not done lightly. I want to mark you, to put my mark on you. I want you to remember to whom it is you belong. Who owns you.
You moan, and it sends a jolt straight to my cunt.
I kiss you again, sliding my tongue into your mouth and biting your bottom lip. Your breathing begins to quicken so I stop.
I leave you on the bed waiting for my return. I take my clothes off. Shirt and bra; jeans and thong. I take my time though when removing my thong. Sliding it down slowly, slowly over my hips and thighs. Facing away from you, so you can stare at the perfect globes of my ass, the wet slit of my hairless cunt as I bend over to step out of it.
Holding my thong on my hand, I carry it to you.
"Open your mouth," I tell you.
I place the crotch of my thong soaked with my juices on your tongue, but only for a second.
"You love how that tastes, don't you?" I purr.
I place a finger in my pussy. "I'm so wet right now," I tell you. "Do you want a taste?"
I rub my moistened finger over my nipples. "Suck on my nipples." I first place one in your mouth, then the other, loving the feel of your tongue against my flesh. You haven't shaved for a few days, and your stubble rubs against my breasts.
"That feels so good. Now I want you to bite them, if you do a good job I might let you eat my pussy." I feel your teeth sink into my skin none too gently. You know what I like.
I moan.
But I'm not going to reward you yet. You're going to have to work for it. I kneel over your face. I can feel your anticipation in the air around you, read it in your body language that you're dying to bury your tongue in my sweet little pussy.
"You're going to eat my ass. Now." I order. "Put your hands at your sides, and don't move them until I say." I place my hands on your wrists, holding them down. If you really wanted to move you could, but I know you won't. This is what gets you off. You love it when I treat you this way. Using you as my own personal fuck toy. This is what you crave more than anything. You need someone else to be in charge, controlling you. Pleasing me, and only me is what you live for.
I feel your eager tongue work my ass. I allow you to do it for a few more minutes before I decide to give you a treat.
"Close your mouth." Moving my hips in circles I grind my wet hole all over your mouth, painting it with my juices.