He moved his mouth to the opening of her ear and paused; she could feel the warmth...
"Use the dildo and make my pussy purr." Sophia was frozen; she's never done this for a man; for anyone. The tip of his tongue touched the inner ridge of her ear and it sent a flood of adrenaline through her body. Her hand found the end of the dildo and she stroked her kitten; deep, slow. The softness of his tongue as it penetrated her ear was exquisite and she could hear it slide in, fill her. His finger found her clit and the sensation was overwhelming.
"I'm going to cum Sir; may I please?" Her voice was subdued, her head down and she was flushed and peaking. His deliberate actions and scripted directions filled her need to please and brought her to the pinnacle. She was stroking her kitten hard now and the sound was distinctive and delicious. His tongue penetrated her ear in rhythm with the cadence of her strokes and the combinations of the sounds, the feeling of his finger on her clit, the smooth dildo in her; she begged. "Sir, please..."
Pleasure for him was savored, enjoyed and always released after he permitted. "Come for me baby girl; please me with your release. Make my pussy smile." Her breath was shallow, quick and she bore down as the wash of fury flooded her loins. It started in the base of her ass and exploded through her body. It shook her and she locked down as the intensity elevated. His focus on her clit and her ear traversed the sensations randomly throughout her temple. Her legs continue to shake with each tremor; the dildo slipped from her wet pussy and dropped to the floor.
As she stood with her panties at her knees, drained from her orgasm, he smiled; "Pull your panties up and come with me. We have some sightseeing to do." He opened the balcony door and the cool evening breeze cradled her heated body. Looking over the beach, she could see the couples down at the pool; he retreated inside.
Within moments he returned with the cuffs; "Bend over the rail and raise the back of your dress, slowly." She leaned over the rail; her hands grabbed her dress and started to pull it up. He reached for her wrists, moved them to the small of her back. "Look over your shoulder at me while you Use your fingers; slowly walk your dress up over your ass." She looked at him while she the material inched up, slow and purposeful; she enjoyed him watching, smiling.
Sir moved to her side; looped the cuffs around the rail and put them on her wrist. He step behind her, slid his hands up her dress and worked her panties to her ankles. With a firm grip he held her hips and pulled her back from the rail. She was bent over, her dress draped on the small of her back and her panties were at her ankles. Her arms were extended fully and her wrists were secured to the rail in front of her. Exposed and vulnerable, he spoke, softly; "spread you legs Sophia."
Her bad girl was pleasing him; bare bottom, wrists bound and outside, she parted her legs until her panties were stretched tight. He used his cock to delicately spank her clit from underneath. He placed the flat part of his thumb between her pussy and her ass; she could feel him massage her firmly. While holding the base of his cock, he parted her lips; sliding the head in, he asked softly. "Do you like watching me fill my pussy?" His thumb moved upward to her opening and her muscles tightened.
"Yes Sir, may I watch, please?" Her pussy was engorged with blood and she wanted his cock deep. He kept teasing her opening; she could feel the head pushing against the swollen inner opening. She tried to push back and slide him in but her arms were at full length and still bound to the railing.
The massage he was doing on her asshole was working and his thumb started to push in. She could feel him mirroring the movements with his cock and every time his thumb dipped further, so did his cock. She watched as he admired her bum, his smile delighted her. "I love when you watch me but I'm not convinced this is what you want? Should I wait?"
