You grip my hair at the nape of my neck and jerk my head back. I look at you with hooded eyes, the lust shining through brightly. You growl into my ear "Hello, my dirty girl," making me shiver in delight. I open my mouth to answer but before I can you put a finger to my lips, silencing me. "Oh no babygirl, dirty sluts dont get to talk tonight."
You run your fingertips down my neck and onto my collarbones, feathering my sensitive skin. I am shivering in anticipation, as your fingers trail down to my breasts, making circles around my nipples, not touching them, not yet. I whimper, and you slap my breast. "Dirty sluts should be silent" you admonish me, as I stifle my yelp as quick pain flashes on my skin, warming it.
Your fingers start trailing over my belly, sweeping from side to side, making me clench. The slight tickling as you draw lazy circles on my skin, before sliding your palms over my stomach, down towards my pussy before veering off and rubbing my thighs, up and down, alternating between your palm and your fingertips. I squirm, trying to get your hand to my pussy but you quickly slap my thighs. "Stop." you order, and I stop moving immediately.
You slowly, slowly run your fingers over the very edge of my pussy lips. "Just look at you babygirl, your pussy is so wet. Is this all for me?" I nod my head quickly, and you smile. You grip my hair again and pull my head back, before lowering your mouth to mine and kissing me deeply, sucking on my lip and slowly probing my mouth with your tongue. I kiss you back, reaching my hands to your head to pull you closer. As soon as my hands touch you however, you lift your head and smack me. "Put your hands down" you growl, sending shivers down my spine.
Your hands brush lightly over my nipples before you start rolling them between your thumb and forefinger, pinching, rolling, tugging. I arch my back and thrust my breasts out further, but you just chuckle and continue with the delicious torture, my nipples sending jolts of pleasure straight to my throbbing clit. I am breathing heavily, so overcome by lust that I can barely stay still. My mind is screaming out "FUCK ME!!! HURRY UP AND FUCK ME!!!"
But I don't scream out, because I know if I make noise, it will stop, and I am desperate for release, your fingers trail back down my belly, and i feel you move, before your hands grip my thighs and push them apart, opening and displaying my pussy to you. You lower your head and breathe in the scent of my wetness. You slowly run your fingers over my pussy lips, before slowly pulling my pussy open.