"So my cunt is available to you whenever you want it." I loved that rule. And hated that rule. I loved when he would make me sit next to him on the bed with my legs wide while watching a movie and I would have to sit there (not so) patiently anticipating when he would touch me. I hated when he would make me spread my legs in public, next to him on a booth or at the movies, he would whisper and tell me to spread my legs, if anyone happened to glance down or back they would see everything I had to offer...and how wet it made me.
"Yes, that's exactly why." He ran a finger through my soaked slit and brought said finger to my mouth making me suck it clean, I moaned as I did so, I'd always liked the way my sex, well sex in general really, smelled—raw, sensual, hot—but he had taught me to enjoy the taste of it as well...and not just his. He came to my front again leaving me panting for more of his touch. "Kneel." He said. I removed my hands from my head and immediately went to my knees in front of him. The second command I learned. Arms behind my back clasping the opposite elbow, knees spread and me sitting up, eyes up looking at him with anticipation. He slowly, gods he loved to tease me, undid his belt and jeans, lowered the zipper and moments later his cock was in my face, a drip of precum seeping from his slit, I opened my mouth and put my tongue out. He guided his cock into my mouth slowly at first. "Suck." And I did, I finally was allowed to let loose some of my pent up tension and I wrapped my lips around his cock and started to bob up and down, taking as much of his cock down my throat as possible. His hands fisted into my hair and took control; he fucked my face like that for a moment before moving one hand below my chin and down to the top of my throat where he squeezed just enough to make breathing more than a little difficult. My eyes watered but he didn't care, this was for his pleasure not mine. He pulled my mouth down on his cock and held me there as I gagged, for a moment he pulled me off allowed me to catch half a breath, and slammed his cock down my throat again, the next time he pulled me off he pulled me up by my hair and to my feet. "Strip." All I wanted to do was rip my clothes off but I knew that wasn't what he wanted.
I kept my eyes locked on his while he slowly stroked his hard dick. My fingers went to the hem of my tank top and slowly lifted it up and over, dropping it to the floor. My hands went to the back of my bra and unclasped it. For a moment longer than he probably liked I held it there, allowing the straps to slide down my arms, and then the cups followed suit seconds later. My breasts weren't huge but they were pale perky globes with large, dark areolas, and stiff pink nipples. I licked my lips seductively as I turned, undid the button and zipper on my skirt, bent over and slid it down my legs. Raye growled behind me and before I could straighten back up his hand was back in my hair and he held me in that position. "God your ass is perfect." He said as much as his free hand landed smartly on my right cheek. I gasped as the smack sent electricity to my clit. He evened it out with a smack on my left cheek. I moaned, "Fuck Raye." He repeated the process four times for each cheek until I was gasping and my ass felt like it was on fire. He pulled me up and spun me into his chest, both hands groping my body as his mouth possessed mine again. I pressed myself into him, and ran my nails down his back and ass pulling him closer to me. His cock pressed into my stomach as he moved his lips down my neck and then bit into where my neck and shoulder joined, I cried out, desperate for him to finally touch me. "Please Raye." I begged.
"Please what slut?"
"I need you-," I wasn't able to finish the words before he lifted me up and placed me on the bed. I thought he would immediately start fucking me but I was way wrong. He spread my legs, brought my arms to my sides, pinned them there with his hands, while he started attacking my pussy with his mouth. Almost immediately I had to hold off an orgasm. He must have known too because he slowed down considerably. He slowed licked from my opening to my clit where his tongue swirled around and around and then flicked it, teasing me, keeping me on edge and then he was licking and sucking his way back down, fucking my pussy with his tongue, I was writhing under his ministrations but his hands held a firm grip on my wrists, which just heightened the experience all the more. I was spread open for him to feast upon until he had enough. There was no begging or pleading with him when he was eating my pussy. He loved doing it. He was starting to pick the pace back up again and I was getting ready to lose control when all of the sudden he stopped. I groaned, loudly, and immediately started pleading with him not to leave me like this. "Shut up slut, before I gag you." I quieted down to a whimper. "I am going to let one of your wrists go, do not move it. You understand?"
"Yes sir."
He let go of my wrist and started sucking my clit immediately and then pushed one finger into my dripping cunt and I growled my pleasure. He flicked my clit that he lightly held between his teeth and finger fucked me first slowly then he began to pound my pussy and suck and nibble on my clit.
"Please can I cum sir?" No answer. "Please...fuck...shit...pleeeeaseeee...holy fucking fuck...god..Raye!"
