My legs were below his body so I couldn't move them not even enough to provide friction to tame my heat.
His hands were moving all over my upper body, massaging, grazing, pinching, smothering my skin, my mounds, my arms, my waist. God, the control he was inflicting on me was absolutely insane.
His mouth in the meantime was sucking on my stomach, licking the bellybutton, biting it, pulling it up, stretching it out with his thumbs and digging his tongue in it.
I had released my legs from under him and I had wrapped them around his torso. My legs were squeezing hard on him and my feet would occasionally hit his arse whenever his teasing would hit my spot. The fact that he had his jeans on bothered me. So I tried to pull down his jeans with my feet as I had already unbuttoned them while I was riding on his crotch.
He realised what I was up to and slid up on me, his index finger fixed in my bellybutton, and pulled at my ear whispering to me, "You will have to drink that white thick liquid straight from the source today."
He gets up and sits placing his knees on the joint of my thigh and torso and slides down his jeans just to his knees. He gets off of me and unties my hands from the table lamp freeing my hands, next he pulls me down on the sofa, my legs hanging in the air from the knees as they were placed on the armrest. He adjusts himself near my head, his body towering above my head, I notice a streak of sweat falling down from his temple down to his chin and the drop falls right on the tip of my nose. He maintains the eye contact and says in a controlled husky voice, "This is how you get dirty today!"
And he opens my mouth with his thumb slick with saliva and guides his shaft inside my parched mouth. He bends forward and rests his body on me, instead of his head resting on my crotch it rests on my stomach.
He starts to move his hips in rocking formation, the rhythm varied on his intentions, deep, slow and hard or short, quick and teasing. I had guided my hands to caress his head in hopes to take control of his head and to guide it to my crotch but all was in vain.
Instead he guided my hand to my opening and damn I was flooded down there. He moved my fingers around my slick mounds and then brought the fingers close to his face resting on my stomach and sniffed them intensely.
Then he got up placing his hand on my crotch and pushing down with great strength, the pain was excruciating so I crossed my legs to hold his hand and arm in place.
We stayed in that position and he started to hump in my mouth aggressively and moaning deeply. His thrusts were getting weak and in the last thrust he went all the way in my mouth and started to release his cum. To my surprise he had got his shaft out of my mouth spilling only a little inside it and spraying the rest on my face and chest. He was panting hard above my head. My legs had loosened so his hand was free.
As I was about to get up and go away to clean with tears already leaving my eyes he pins me on the sofa again. Now our bodies aligned, his head near my head, chest on chest, crotch on crotch. I was not looking at him, my hands were too stiff to get that cum off of me.
He starts to lick off his cum from my jawline and whispering in small voice "I wanted to do the forbidden to you today, to make you realise how deeply controlled I am by you. I couldn't cum inside your lovely small mouth. I wanted to but couldn't. And the kiss before, it was culmination of all the pent up energy from all the restraints you had put on me all these days." He was talking and yapping like a dog on the cum spilled on me, cleaning me with his licks.
My tears were flowing down and he had taken my face in his hands and now he was showering me with small wet kisses. I burst out but my voice was weak, "Your dick tasted awful you dickhead. And you could have gotten a blowjob from anyone in the club, why me?"
"Because I only want you to taste every bit of me!"
