I lay drifting in half wakefulness, conscious only of the pillowy softness of the bed. Waking more, I turn to where you were sleeping, only to realize you are gone. I hear sounds in the bathroom, and know I must have woken when you got out of bed. The light coming in through the blinds shows it's very, very early. You come back into the bedroom, climb quickly under the covers and I slide over next to you, my body soft and warm next to your cooler skin. You gather me close and kiss me, murmuring, "Happy Mother's Day," then kiss me more. I can feel myself getting liquid hot between my legs and squirm a little against you, wanting your hot dick to just slide in there, but you continue to take your time, kissing me, caressing my sleepy body.
I pull away and mumble self consciously, "Let me go brush my teeth."
You hold on to me. "Don't you go anywhere, you soft, warm slut."
I squirm a little more in your grasp. "I need to pee."
"Save it for me," you murmur in my ear, tickling me.
"Kinky guy." I twist out of your reach and dive under the covers, taking your cock in my mouth just as your hands are grabbing on to me again. Your hands fall away as I suck you wetly, my soft moans of pleasure almost indistinguishable from the sounds you're making. I love sucking you in the morning... love the feeling of your less-than- hard cock growing in my mouth...starting when I can take the whole thing in the silky wetness of my mouth, just tonguing it, mouthing it as it swells. Sucking you like this always makes me insanely horny, and I can feel the wetness creeping out of my pussy, wetting my thighs.
You know this about me as well and I feel one of your hands find its way between my legs, your big fingers running through the wet folds of my cunt, circling my hot clit, around and around as I suck you harder. I'm on my hands and knees, legs apart, my mouth a wet, dripping mess as I suck you hungrily, moaning like crazy as you manhandle me. This is perfect and for a few head-spinning moments I don't want anything else... just this...your dick in my hungry mouth, your fingers in my hungry cunt. My cunt is so wet and open, I think crazily I want you to put your whole hand inside me and my legs spread further apart with that thought. Your hand is soaking wet and everywhere on me, circling and rubbing my fiery clit, running back to tease my asshole, moving forward, three big fingers plunging into my sloppy hole.
My mouth is off your cock as I'm moaning, trying to catch my breath. I'm holding onto your legs for dear life, rubbing my face against you, lapping breathlessly at your balls, taking your cock back into my mouth as if in a dream. It's heaven, but I'm holding back, knowing if I cum, I'll pee as well. You know it too and are exploiting it, driving me closer and closer to the edge, urging me on. "God, you're such a hot cunt... such an easy slut. Nasty bitch, just let go... you know you want to...need to..." And I do... I need it. But... I know what I want more is to make you my fuck slut, my bitch.
I manage somehow to drag my body away from that amazing, talented hand. My head is still spinning as I clamber over your body, taking your hand as it reaches for me again and pinning it above your head as I lean down to kiss you. I can feel the blood pounding in my clit as I regain my composure. My tits are dangling in your face as I reach above your head, making you pause, as I can feel you about to move, to take charge of my body again. "It's Mother's Day," I say, out of breath.
"I know. I had a present for you." I can hear the laughter in your voice. Your teeth grab onto a nipple and hang on, biting down until I'm gasping, whispering, "Fuck." I've got your right hand pinned down as I rummage around the headboard, and your left hand finds my cunt and I'm not sure I can withstand your remarkable fingers again and then finally, finally, I find what I'm looking for and handcuff your right arm to the headboard.
"Hey!"
I'm dragging the other handcuff over from where I've located it, dangling down behind the bed where guests wouldn't be able to see it. You resist instinctively for a second and then relax and I cuff your left arm to the bed. "Mother's Day is my day," I say by way of breathless explanation. "I get what I want."
"And what do you want?" You're watching me somewhat warily. You're used to my resistance melting away when I get that close to an orgasm.
I smile and look at you pinned to the bed on your back. "A new toy."
I return to your cock. It's still hard, but not too hard, so I rummage around in the bedside table and pull out a small strap affair. Handling you sweetly, I cinch it tight around your cock and balls. I have plans for your beautiful dick and don't want you cumming too soon. "Too tight?" I ask at one point. You shake your head no, and I lean down and suck you gently, then tighten it in another place. "How's that?"
"Fine." The color is high in your face and I can see you gritting your teeth. The sight of you like this drives me crazy. I move up and kiss your mouth softly, and whisper in your ear as my hands caress your body, "I love having you at my mercy like this...love how turned on you get...love to control your pleasure. I wish I had a whole coterie of sexual deviants to take my pleasure with as you watched...girls to lick, men to fuck, shemales, midgets, dogs...I'd do them all until you were practically unconscious with sexual frustration. Oh well...no others today. I'll just have to think of some other way to torment you."
Your cock looks so obscene, red and hard, the balls swelling from the collar. I suck it harder, no longer distracted by your merciless fingers in my pussy. I enjoy playing you like an instrument, getting you to where you're panting, your voice agonized, then pulling my mouth away completely... leaving you hanging...my mouth kissing lightly across your thighs or belly. Once, I settle my pussy on your foot, letting your toes inside my still steamy cunt and lean in to suck you again, sliding down to suck my juices off your toes when I leave your cock that time. I suck all of your toes lovingly, feeling the blood pounding in my cunt still, as I feel your body jerking, drawing tight with sexual frustration.
As much as I want to draw out your sexual torment, I know I can't go long without cumming...you've gotten me too turned on to ignore my cunt for long. I slide up your body and straddle you. "I need to cum, Tommy," I tell you. "Not you though."
"Cunt." Your teeth are clenched. I have your cock between the lips of my pussy and am rubbing against it and it feels so good, your rigid rod sliding through the wet flesh.
