They push back from the small, circular table in front of the window looking out on their backyard.
Their dishes hold only scant remains of a dinner well-enjoyed.
He grabs his whiskey glass and takes a final sip.
As he finishes, she is next to him. Now on her knees.
She unbuckles his thick leather belt as he watches her. Her small hands unzip his khaki pants.
She rubs her hand over the stretchy cotton that holds his growing member.
She pulls him out, admires his thickness, holds him in both hands.
Her tongue teases his bulging head and he lets out a low moan.
With her tongue, he traces the thick vein running from under the head of his cock all the way down to his body.
Then all the way back up, taking his head in her mouth, swirling her tongue, her lips providing perfect suction.
She takes all of him...all the way down to the base. Back up. Then down. Her hand cupping his balls.
He simply watches her, lets go...relishes the pure pleasure, the moment of bliss.
She looks up at him and their eyes lock.
He places his hands on her head, guides her, slowly... up and down. A bit faster, he's taking her mouth, taking what he wants.
She feels him pulse, feels his energy.
His head grows harder, harder and throbbing and he explodes with a thick coat of semen down her throat, in her mouth. His taste sour, salty, warm.
She looks up at him, his softening cock still in her mouth.
He pulls her up, kisses her.
He takes her hand and leads her to their bedroom.
Tuesday, November 13, 2018
Monday, November 12, 2018
Like This
She woke up like this.
Her wrists tied together and tied to the metal bed frame over her head. A red silk tie tightly knotted, holding her there.
Completely naked, her ass sore with the sting of his hand.
A single candle burned on the nightstand, and she noticed drips of wax that had hardened around her ankles.
She could still feel every single place his cum had been. Still marinating inside her fragrant pussy. A long streak of it dried on her thigh. In a line down her back to her asshole.
She remembered him fucking her between her breasts... cumming all over her face. She licked the corner of her lips and relished the salty taste of him.
He had cum so much. So much in one night.
And of course, once she had started, she hadn't really stopped.
He'd tied her there after removing her clothes and bending her over the bed. He'd spanked her with his hand and with a thick, leather belt.
Once she was tied up, his mouth found the red marks where his hand and belt had been, licked, and sucked, and bit and seared in the sting... she nearly came before his breath even hit her clit.
He'd had her on her knees, his mouth devouring her ass, fingers probing her eager pussy. He'd turned her over, opened her, his tongue with precise pressure on her angry clit, she wanted badly to place her hands on his head, to hold him... but she couldn't.
Her feet were on his back, her thighs pushing him in to her. Exquisite suction made her squirm madly, and he would not let up. She felt the first wave, felt her pussy tighten, and he kept on going. He wouldn't stop. His hair was moist with her ample juices and his sweat, but he kept going. He felt her explode in ecstasy and pulled her closer to him, took his fingers from her pussy and pressed two into her tight ass as his mouth sucked relentlessly.
She came a second time quickly, showering him in her cum.
She wanted rest, but he wanted her... he straddled her body, placed his rock hard cock at her lips, pushed it into her mouth. The taste of him lit a fire in her, and she took him in. All of him, her tongue all the way down his shaft, tasting the skin of his balls.
He'd gotten off of her face... then teased her clit with the head of his cock until she begged him to penetrate her.
He eventually complied, filling her up and fucking her hard. Then pulling out, letting her taste him.
That's when he couldn't stand it, and he fucked her breasts, came on her face and finally relaxed a bit.
They'd fuck like this again and again.
Now, she was remembering each touch, each kiss, the way his eyes looked into hers the last time he came, the time he came deep inside her cum hungry pussy.
She heard his voice. Turned and saw him at the end of the bed, completely naked, his cock harder than it had been the night before. Insatiable, she thought. How is this possible.
He crawled into the bed, eased behind her, and held her close. She felt his pulsing cock against her ass. His breath on her ear.
His hands around her waist, he told her he just wanted to be with her. To be there. Together. Aroused.
She knew what would happen. But only he knew when.
Her wrists tied together and tied to the metal bed frame over her head. A red silk tie tightly knotted, holding her there.
Completely naked, her ass sore with the sting of his hand.
A single candle burned on the nightstand, and she noticed drips of wax that had hardened around her ankles.
She could still feel every single place his cum had been. Still marinating inside her fragrant pussy. A long streak of it dried on her thigh. In a line down her back to her asshole.
She remembered him fucking her between her breasts... cumming all over her face. She licked the corner of her lips and relished the salty taste of him.
He had cum so much. So much in one night.
And of course, once she had started, she hadn't really stopped.
He'd tied her there after removing her clothes and bending her over the bed. He'd spanked her with his hand and with a thick, leather belt.
Once she was tied up, his mouth found the red marks where his hand and belt had been, licked, and sucked, and bit and seared in the sting... she nearly came before his breath even hit her clit.
He'd had her on her knees, his mouth devouring her ass, fingers probing her eager pussy. He'd turned her over, opened her, his tongue with precise pressure on her angry clit, she wanted badly to place her hands on his head, to hold him... but she couldn't.
Her feet were on his back, her thighs pushing him in to her. Exquisite suction made her squirm madly, and he would not let up. She felt the first wave, felt her pussy tighten, and he kept on going. He wouldn't stop. His hair was moist with her ample juices and his sweat, but he kept going. He felt her explode in ecstasy and pulled her closer to him, took his fingers from her pussy and pressed two into her tight ass as his mouth sucked relentlessly.
She came a second time quickly, showering him in her cum.
She wanted rest, but he wanted her... he straddled her body, placed his rock hard cock at her lips, pushed it into her mouth. The taste of him lit a fire in her, and she took him in. All of him, her tongue all the way down his shaft, tasting the skin of his balls.
He'd gotten off of her face... then teased her clit with the head of his cock until she begged him to penetrate her.
He eventually complied, filling her up and fucking her hard. Then pulling out, letting her taste him.
That's when he couldn't stand it, and he fucked her breasts, came on her face and finally relaxed a bit.
They'd fuck like this again and again.
Now, she was remembering each touch, each kiss, the way his eyes looked into hers the last time he came, the time he came deep inside her cum hungry pussy.
She heard his voice. Turned and saw him at the end of the bed, completely naked, his cock harder than it had been the night before. Insatiable, she thought. How is this possible.
He crawled into the bed, eased behind her, and held her close. She felt his pulsing cock against her ass. His breath on her ear.
His hands around her waist, he told her he just wanted to be with her. To be there. Together. Aroused.
She knew what would happen. But only he knew when.
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