"Don't you dare come yet." She said.
"I wouldn't... dream... of it..." he said between gasps...
"Fucking liar." She said. "You'd cream."
"Shut your dirty mouth and sit on my face." He demanded.
She moved her hands down to take the rest of what she was wearing off.
"No, keep the skirt on. I want it to fall round my head while I eat you."
"What about my knickers."
"You aren't wearing any."
"Just checking to see if you were paying attention."
She slid a knee by each side of his head facing his body, leaning forwards ever so slightly. Everything went dark for him as the fabric of her tartan skirt waved around him and he went to work, allowing his tongue to dart upwards to taste her beautiful sex.
"MMM!!!!" She moaned out instantly, as his lips welcomed her to his mouth. She pressed her hands into his chest to support herself when her legs shook uneasily, and she rocked her body backwards and forwards to give his tongue access to her clit which he flicked and circled ardently, making lots of encouraging moans as he did. "Oh my god, so good!" she gasped.
He sucked her into his mouth, and her back straightened up, reacting to the feeling. She moved her hands back and forth on her chest, scratching him with his nails. She watched his cock flex as his body writhed below her. She was going to have it in her cunt soon. He was going to fuck her. But for now she couldn't hold that thought, her eyes pressed themselves shut, she was coming close to an orgasm already. The dirty talk had got her really wet, and the power struggle, she could never take it without getting really horny and now he was...... "Oh my god!!!" .....he had her clit between his teeth.... Her body lunged forwards, too sensitive! too good! She was.... "I'm coming!!!!" She fell forward onto him as she did, her face landing conveniently between his legs and she nuzzled into his crotch, rubbing her face against his hard dick as she came on his tongue and lips, screaming out, spasms flying through her body.
She gasped to regain her breath, kissing the shaft of his cock now and then as she did. He slid his body out from under her and pulled her face to him by the hair - kissed her, circling his tongue around her own in her mouth - then threw her limply back down where she was and slid his arms under her waist, lifting her buttocks in the air. He knew what he wanted. "Don't just lie there, get on all fours."
Tired and still gasping she pushed the front of her body up by the arms. He slid two fingers into her and she let out a moan, "ffffuckkkk..." but he took his time, driving them round in circles inside her. "I want your cock so bad!!"
"You want it in here?" he said pressing down hard with his fingers inside her, sending waves through her that possessed her body.
"Yes! It feels too good and I could almost come again if you put it in me." He made room for a third finger. "Unnnghhh! Want you so bad!"
"Beg."
"Please fuck me - I'm just your silly little blonde fuck toy. Please don't be cruel. I don't know anything about anything, I'm just your slut - I just know I need you to fuck me."
"Say more."
"Come on! It will feel so good. You know it will. Wouldn't you just love to have it inside my silky wet cunt? Feel how soft and warm I am on your fingers." His fingers responded with a sudden aggressive movement inside her and she moaned out as he removed them and held round her face with them, sliding those fingers into her mouth as he grabbed her hip with the other hand and maneuvered into her with his cock, letting out a long low moan of his own as he did.
She sucked his fingers as he fucked her, feeling him thrusting his hips and her waist back and forth... dragging his nails down her spine, sinking his fingers into the flesh between her shoulder and neck and massaging her hard. The sides of her hair were moist with sweat from her face, and he swept it aside so he could see better. "Turn your head to the side, I want to see your pretty face while I fuck you." She complied, moaning out. He gripped the hair pulling her head back towards her body, her neck craned back on itself with pleasure, a look of intensity took her face.
"Rub your clit." He said.
She struggled to remove the support of one arm and felt her face fall into the sheets.
"I said turn your head, I want to see your face." She did what she could, gasping for air while frantically circling her clit with her fingers. He slapped her ass hard, she moaned out feeling it smack, it made her skin so sensitive and turned her on the more. "More!" she cried, but she had no need, he continued to spank her again and again. "Too good!" she cried. "Coming soon..."
He spun his fingers round in rings through tuftfulls of her hair and pulled her body backwards towards his by the head. Her neck arched backwards as her body moved through the air to prop itself up against his chest where his lips would meet her skin, and as it did his free hand slid from her the underside of her body all the way up her abdomen, past her belly button, and onto her left tit which he squeezed the nipple of forcefully, sending a wave of feeling through her body that – together with the yanking of her hair, the strain in her neck, and her fingers on her clit – brought her forcefully to a second climax. He bit into the side of her neck.
Exhausted, she turned her face to meet his and kissed him. This time passionately, almost lovingly. She squeezed her pussy lips round his cock, grinding her bottom into him, almost sitting on it as it slid out of her. He caressed her chest, and she reached a hand behind her to grip it and started pulsing it up and down behind her. It was moist with him and her, and sensitive, and he began to inhale deeply, his warm breathe falling out of his mouth onto the nape of her neck, her shoulders, chest and collar bone. It felt warm on her skin but chilled on her sweat. Would he not stop her? Would he just let her make him come like this, all the way up her back?
No. When it got too good, he thrust her forwards back onto the bed and turned her over onto he back. She put her knees up in a zig-zag and pursed her thighs together, but he pried them open. "Noooo!" she protested "I'm done fucking!" She tried to reunite them. He pulled them apart again, "We're done! You can go home now." He could smell her wet cunt as her legs opened, and he pulled each leg over one of his shoulders to reentering her. "God you feel so good around my dick," he said, thrusting himself in and out forcefully.
"It feels too good for you. You won't be able to take the pleasure."
He just moved harder and faster.
"That's right" she moaned out, "Just fuck me harder! You can't take it! You want to come in me too bad. You're going to blow your load all inside me and my cunt is going to drink it. You're not man enough to pull out and come on a blonde bimbos face like a real man would. You're not man enough to use me like trash. Come on you animal, you have no restraint, come in me! Succumb to my blonde cunt. Then I'll make you lick it out of me like the little bitch you are. I'll make you my slave to eat my pussy every day and never let you come again anywhere near me except sometimes on my high-heeled shoes so I can watch you lick it off the latex. You fucking Punkass. You pussy. I want you to. I want to feel you come inside me. Let go! Let my cunt own you! You'd love to be my slave."
Her taunts almost did bring him to the edge - she knew what the fuck to say - but he knew how badly he wanted to act out all they had fantasied. Close to coming, he dragged it out of her and gripped a handful of her blonde hair, maneuvering to her face. "Yes!" She screamed! "Call me names!"
"You want it? You fucking blonde slut."
"Yes! I want it so bad."
"You want to take me all in your mouth and on your face like a tarty little whore?"
"Yes! I am a tarty little whore, look I've been rubbing my cunt under my skirt. Now I want you all to myself."
"Worship my cock."
She reached up one hand for his balls and squeezed them in her grip, massaging his perineum. Her other hand met the shaft and she grabbed it at the base, moving it up and down frantically as she licked the underside of his cock. She raised her head to him, "fill my mouth with your come!!" She tightened her grip and he gasped, throwing his head back, "Oh my godd!!!" His hips thrusted back and forwards all by themselves, and he yelled out as it started pulsing in waves within her hand, into her open mouth. Wave after wave pushed its way out of him. Her mouth overflowed and it ran out down her chin and over her neck.
"Don't dare swallow until I say you can! Keep it in your mouth!"
He continued to pulsate as she did, a jet ran up the side of her neck to her cheek. She winced, but not with displeasure. She never stopped moving her hand until the throbbing stopped and she pressed her fingers down at the base, running them all the way up to the tip of it to empty him out of the last series of drops which spilled out onto her chest. He rubbed them into her sensitive nipples and she arched her back with pleasure as he did, closing her mouth. Tasting him.
"Not yet!"
He took her by the hands and pulled her off the bed into a standing position, level to level. He looked into her blue eyes. She pouted.
"Show me." She opened her mouth and waved her tongue around to let him see it was all still in there, then closed it again. He pecked her on the lips, but it was not romantic. More like a farmer branding a sheep his own. "Now you may."
She closed her eyes then gulped. He watched. "Mmm." She opened her mouth again to show him that it was completely empty. He ran his hand round her cheek, chin and neck, and slid each finger into her mouth one by one so she could clean them off individually with their own little blow jobs.
A third time she gaped for him, like a stage magician assuring her audience she really had nothing up her sleeve. This time he grabbed her by the throat and kissed her aggressively, tasting molecules of his own remnants in her mouth, but more so the now intoxicatingly familiar style of her kiss. Unmistakable. She bit his bottom lip as the pair drew away from one another. She watched from the bed as he began collecting his clothes and pulling them back on one by one, starting with his jeans. She watched his body as he put it away.
"Well you aren't dumb." He said to her before he left, "But you sure as hell fuck like a blonde."
She lay there on her back for the rest of the afternoon with her head cradled in the pillows of her bed. Satiated. Satisfied. Still sticky with his come. She could taste him on the tips of her fingers when she wanted.
"I always get exactly what I want." She thought to herself with a smile.
