It all starts innocently enough, with kissing of course. On the mouth, on the ears, on the cheeks and the eyelids. Gentle nibbles and licks of her tongue and lips. Meanwhile, the hands are roaming, caressing and fondling: shoulders and arms, hips and breasts. You let me undress you as this commences, so those kisses slowly move down from lips to chin to neck and then cleavage. Access to breasts should be next, gently lapping at hardening nipples, then a little faster and more forcefully, maybe even a playful bite, but certainly sucking between the lips. While the mouth is at play with the breasts, the hands are working south, hips and belly, caressing and fondling. Fingers gently glide over panties (milky white, I assume), seeking moisture and warmth. Fingernails graze puffy panty-clad lips while tongue continues to bathe nipples, big swirls, little laps.
My hand explores the damp darkness and yet comes back up to the belly only to reposition and dive under the waist-band, to seize the flesh. A single finger finds its way between the folds, feels the moisture, and then lubes the lips. It's time now, you tell me; time for a taste.
Moving down rapidly, to kiss the belly, two hands tug off the panties, over the hips. You raise your ass so I can get these out of the way. Oh, so lovely looking! My soul, my sin, my desire. I kneel beside the bed and position your butt at the edge of the mattress, spreading your legs, and then with big strong-but-gentle fingers, split your lips apart and lower my mouth over you. A first lick and the succulent, pungent flower...
I'm kneeling in front of you, orally worshiping you pussy. Your fingers are in my hair as I insert my tongue deep inside you, bumping your clit with my nose. Then taking long laps from your butt to your clit, stopping at the end to suck on it, graze it with my teeth.
I could lick like this for hours. My tongue dances across you clit, up and down, then side to side, all around. You're so hot and so wet. The moisture is rolling down my chin and onto my chest as you're fucking my face. I could lick like this for hours, but you want more. Enough of the "soft touch;" it's time for you to take control.
We change positions. You pull me up onto the bed and place my head on the pillows, instructing me to grab the headboard. I hadn't noticed the silk scarves you'd pre-positioned there, so I'm a little surprised but excited when you bind my wrists with them. Satisfied, you tug on my erection, squeezing out a drop of pre-cum, which you lick off your finger tauntingly. Then you mount the bed, swinging one leg over my chest, facing me. You look into my eyes and say, "I'm going to rape your mouth," as you grab the headboard and slide your drooling pussy over my chin and onto my mouth. My tongue goes out to you, into you, sucking deeply at your wetness. You begin to rock your hips back and forth controlling the location of my tongue in your pussy. You let me suck your clit, you let me lick the bud of your ass. My cock is straining but you ignore it. This is your time, your pleasure. I'm your pussy-slave. You fuck my face, hard and fast, your orgasm is building and we both can feel it. My tongue is straining to probe you deeper. I'm awash in the mixture of my saliva and your pussy juice. You're pounding into me now, rocking hard, hardly even feeling my tongue, using my whole face for your pleasure. "Eat me, eat me," you call out as you hips wildly thrash about my open mouth.
You freeze, and a flood of juice cascades over me as your orgasm washes over you. But again you begin to rock you sweet pussy across my face, forcing me to lick and suck you to another orgasm and another. And when you're through, you slide your dripping pussy down my body, over my chest and belly until you're positioned just above my straining cock. You hesitate. I hope to god you're going to fuck me. You know I want to be inside you again, so badly. But you might not, just tease me and taunt me, and show me who's in charge.
Oh yes, you would straddle my straining cock, just close enough that the very tip is touching your wet pussy. You know I want you, you know that I need to feel me. You slowly rock over me, while holding my cock, letting it graze between your full lips but no closer. Do I like this? Do I want to fuck you? You want to see it in my eyes. You want to hear me beg for it. You want me to whimper, to lose all control. You slide down you, my cock sitting stiffly between my pussy lips, wrapped in that wetness. With one hand, you hold it tightly against yourself, slowly rubbing your pussy against it. With the other, you rub that area just under my balls, working very near my asshole. "Beg me, Frank," you say. "Beg me to fuck you. Show me how much you want it."
Yes, yes. "Fuck me, please, Mistress. Let me fill you, please. Ride my cock, Mistress, I'm begging." You squeeze out more pre-cum and wipe it over your clit. I'm just a toy to you, my cock a dildo with breath. Yes, yes.
"Please, Mistress, please fuck me. Please milk the come from my cock. Please, Mistress, engulf me; I'm begging."
"That's it baby, that's the way," you say. "Is your cock straining, aching?" You slowly raise up and slip the head of it inside you. "What about now? Do you like that?" you move slowly, only fucking a little of it and lean back, slipping a finger into my ass. You move just a little faster, fucking the first couple of inches into me, you're finger fucking me. "Do you like that Frank?" You raise up, until I almost slip out of you. And then down, hard, fast, taking my entire cock into your pussy. You ride me. You fuck me. You slam your pussy down over me. Harder, harder: raping my ass with your fingers.
Yeah, insult me a little, tease me a lot. Ride my cock hard until you come again, then squeeze my balls to make me spurt into you. You know you want it. You want to feel the hot jets of semen fill your pussy. Then you can have me lick you clean again and taste myself from your snatch.
You're so slutty and commanding, making me debase myself that way. But you're not finished. Oh no, you're only just getting warmed up.
