"I need you to come here, closer to me. I need you to come and sit on top of me." I looked at his face, and saw that he meant what he said. I got up and moved closer, grabbing his shoulders for balance and sitting on top of him. Lowering my body onto his lap, and guiding my body to align with his, staring at him while I adjusted myself.
He nodded. He leaned forward and reached around to wrap my legs around his waist, and his other hand grabbed my arms to wrap them around his neck. Once positioned how he wanted me, he put his arms around my waist and pulled me even closer against him. I could feel my wetness flowing and dripping down my inner thighs. I wonder if he can feel how wet I was.
I could feel him pressing into my hips, causing my pussy to grind against his hardening dick. His hands aggressively pulled onto my body, gliding over my skin and gripping me tightly. Leaning against him as his hands navigated all over my soft skin, I felt my body relax and sink against him.
A moan escaped my lips, causing him to turn his head towards the sound I made, his eyes staring into mine, and his mouth covering my mouth before another moan escaped. His hands moved up from my waist, to softly grasp my neck, and my face to pull me in for a kiss.
"Give me my kisses. Give me your tongue. Stick it out." He said in a hushed tone. Being a good girl, I stuck my tongue out so he could suck on it. One of his intense ways of dominating me at any moment, and my god - my body reacted to him like I've never felt. My clit was swelling against the friction against his dick, and my pussy was creating an ocean.
He took one hand and reached down to feel between my legs, not separating from sucking my tongue. I moaned instantly at the feeling of his fingertips touching my wetness, and one finger slipped inside. I gasped. He stopped sucking my tongue to stare at me struggling to keep my eyes on him, while he played in my wetness. Sliding another finger inside of me, I melted against his body and felt the pleasure already building. "Not yet, princess."
He grabbed my hips and lifted me off him, then gripped the side of my neck and pulled my face to his waist - his dick inches from my face. "Open your mouth" he said. Staring up at him, I did as I was told and spit dripped over my tongue onto the bed. The smile that appeared on his face told me he was very pleased. Gripping my throat and the base of his dick, he pushed the tip inside my mouth.
Feeling his hardness move against my warm, wet tongue only turned him on even more. He let out a moan and a sharp exhale, which told me how much he had been thinking about this moment all day. He liked how hard he gets in my mouth and how deep he can go in my throat, before he makes me gag. The primal noises and the sounds of the wetness filled the room, from both my mouth and his fingers slowly slipping inside of me. So intense to feel both my mouth and my pussy filled by him at the same time.
I could feel the pressure building inside of my pussy as he stroked my g-spot over and over. My pussy started contracting against the movements, and his fingers. "That's my good girl. Let me play with that little pussy, give you what you need," he said. I couldn't reply, as he grasped the back of my head and shoved his dick deeper into my mouth. Doing this made me gag, and my pussy contracted against him - making me wetter than I already was.
His dick stifled the moan I was struggling to let out, as he worked his fingers in and out of me. I knew he was working to get me to cum before he fucked me, and I was so close to the edge that I could feel my body ready to let go entirely. "Almost there princess. I can feel it. Just... there. That's it? That's the spot for you."
A mix of a low moan and a soft purr escaped my lips when I moved his dick from my mouth and said "Yes, daddy - right... fuck... there." I barely got that sentence out when I felt my body release, and I heard the fluids from my body splash all over his hand and the bed.
"Good fucking girl. That's it - let go. Let me play with that pussy. I know what you needed. Daddy always knows what you need." He kept playing with me, bringing me to orgasm again, and again. I felt his free hand move to my throat and he gripped it tight, pinning me against the bed as he continued playing with me. His thumb finding my already sensitive clit, and his fingers working inside me.
"Don't cum. Hold it." he said quietly. My hands reached out to grasp the bed, the sheets, anything and to just hold on to something. I couldn't take holding it in any longer.
"Please. Please... let me cum" I barely got out, his hand grasping my throat still. I was in agony, my body writhing as I tried to keep my body compliant and following his desires. The smirk on his face told me he enjoyed this far more than he let on. In an instant he moved his hand from my throat, I gasped for air and in the same breath, his dick was back in my mouth.
