His hips rocked as his warm cock traced up and down along her sensitive lips. She hadn't been touched like this in a couple months, so she was quite sensitive to his gentle rubbing. She couldn't resist her body's natural reaction, and she didn't want to. She felt herself slowly becoming wet. While this hadn't been what she expected when she went to bed that night, she had to admit that she found it surprisingly erotic. He softly groaned in pleasure. "Fuck..."
Jessie's heart was beating quickly. She felt so exposed with her wrists bound and her legs splayed out before him. If she closed her eyes, she could imagine him doing whatever dirty things he wanted. He could descend upon her and lick every inch of her body, invading her most private areas. He could fuck her all night and squirt his semen all over her milky skin. She squirmed, longing to touch herself for her much-needed release.
She let out a soft whimper as he pulled down her bra to expose her perky C-cup breasts, licking his lips and leaning down to take one of the nipples into his mouth. She could feel his tongue circling, then flicking. Circling, then flicking again. Her nipples became erect, giving him more to tease. Why was she becoming aroused by him so easily? His tongue left a trail of saliva as it traveled to her other breast. In the dim light, she could see her nipple slick with his spit. In his excitement, a little bit of liquid leaked between his mouth and the breast currently being ravished. The saliva dribbled down the side of her voluptuous breast and dripped down onto her silk sheets.
He straightened up and sighed. It seemed that he was done playing with her breasts, as he started to crawl toward her face. After a few moments, he knelt before her, his fully erect cock begging to be in her mouth. "T-treat me like your plaything," she mumbled, embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" he said, surprised.
"Fuck. Don't make me repeat myself. I said treat me like your plaything-shove your cock inside me until you're satisfied." She couldn't look him in the eyes. She had never been good at dirty-talk because it always flustered her.
After a moment of silence, he pressed the tip of his cock against her lips, which she then opened, preparing to envelope him. Unexpectedly, he shoved his cock into her mouth. "Oh God, Jessie, your mouth feels so good. Your tongue is so soft." She felt his penis slide back and forth across her tongue, she could taste the saltiness of it and feel the ridge where the head of his penis was.