You walk into the living room, fresh out of the shower, wearing nothing but dark jeans. Arousal takes over my body without warning. The mind resists, but that fresh smell, those seductive body lines, your playfully messy hair and warm, moist skin…
Your muted smile shows that the plan worked. You know I won’t resist, that all you have to do is raise an eyebrow and I’ll put everything on pause to escape from work for a moment and immerse myself in our bright world of bliss. I save the document and slowly remove my glasses without taking my eyes off you. You don’t even move from your place – you are waiting for me to come myself.
When I’m an inch away from you, I slip one leg between yours and, stretching a little, cling to your neck and take a breath to dive in a breathtaking kiss. I can never have enough of you. Our kisses, like perfectly matched notes, vibrate through the whole body and awaken every nerve ending. You are a great kisser as always and our caresses are slowly gaining momentum. Your fingers are in my hair and your lips only open when we run out of air.
Your hot breath warms my sensitive skin. I press into you with my whole body and feel how, as my pelvis rubs against yours, you get an erection. Catching my gaze, you grab my butt and pull me even closer. Our lips and hands move tirelessly, as if we are studying each other, as if we are trying to capture every inch of our bodies to rediscover each other.
Tongues intertwined again and again. I gently bite your bottom lip and pull away. You look at me questioningly, and I grab your hand, lick your index finger, then suck it lightly, running my tongue around the tip of it… Yes, you know perfectly well what I want to do, but I want you to tell me that.
– Tell me what to do… – I whisper quietly, looking into your eyes.
– Kneel down, – the words sound firmly and clearly on your moist lips.
Oh, I like that… You are always understanding and caring, but it is clear that you like to dominate. Now your voice is lower, harsher and still very confident. That alone sends thrilling shivers through my body. I follow your instructions. I kneel humbly, sit comfortably so that your penis, swollen in your pants, is at my eye level.
– And now? – I raise my eyebrows and purse my lips.
– Take it in your mouth, – I hear a firm answer.
I unbutton your jeans with slightly trembling fingers of excitement, unzip them, pull them down. I grab your penis with one hand. I look up at you again and lick the tip greedily. Your eyes narrow in pleasure, you want me, you want me to go one step further. I raise my eyebrows questioningly again and you continue playing.
– Suck it! – I hear your next order.
I grab it with both hands, my mouth moves closer so you can feel my warm breath on your wet skin, and you thrust your hips forward impatiently, as if to rush me, as if to remind me how much you want it. But now is my moment. As I am all yours, you are mine and I enjoy every moment of your impatience.
I move even closer and wrap the tip of my tongue around the small slit at the top of your cock, then around the entire head. You wait quietly and even hold your breath until I finally let you in between my soft lips. You let out a loud moan as the heat and wetness envelopes your thing. Lust and thirst are reflected in your face, which heats me up even more and penetrates to the epicenter of my feelings. Oh, how I love it… Boiling pleasure flows through my veins when I know that you are happy, that I am the one who excites you, who satisfies you.
I concentrate and take your thing as deep as I can. You surrender to all my intricate tongue movements, moving your hips gently, using everything my mouth has to offer. My breathing quickens as the pace of stimulation increases and you withdraw your penis without warning, though my mouth would still obediently form a small ‘o’. You sigh, your lips tremble, but I know you’re close…
– I want to continue… – I offer, not understanding your plan.
– Get up and undress, – your low voice tells me.
I stand up and slowly undress, swaying my hips. Soft music plays in the background and I watch your erection shake as I reveal more and more of my body. I take off the light, loose blouse and throw it on the ground. As if showing what I’m doing, I turn my back and glance over my shoulder to slowly unbutton my bra. I turn back and, holding on to the bra with one hand, slide the straps off my shoulders one by one. Then it also falls next to the blouse. Crossing my hands over my chest, I slide my hands down to the waistband of my jean shorts. I slowly unbutton them, pull back the zipper and, turning my side towards you, slide them even more slowly down my tanned legs. You keep your eyes on me and I love it.
After getting rid of the shorts, I caress my round bum and slowly slide off my panties, which show shameless wet spot. Finally, I stand naked in front of you. You pull me closer again and press me to you with your whole body. Your hands travel down my body and stop on my chest. My nipples harden from your gentle caresses and you begin to suck them. One after another. As the tongue circles one, the fingers travel around the other. You know the space between my legs is throbbing with the heat of hell. I want you!
– Please… I want you. Take me, – I whisper in your ear, panting hotly from your caresses.
Not getting an answer, I pull away from your hot body and lean over the back of the couch, twisting my bottom. I know very well what you see: wet reflections on my sensitive skin, red with blood, swollen with excitement. I know you won’t be against it, and you know what is waiting for you there. I hear soft footsteps on the wooden floor of the living room, excruciatingly slow, and I feel you gently run your hand over my bottom and slap it playfully.
– Bad girl! – you justify the slap.
You slap me again and you know from my moans how much it turns me on.
– Are you a bad girl?
– Yes…- I pant, thrusting my hips back to meet your painfully hard penis between my cheeks.
– What do bad girls deserve? – you ask again, like such a strict teacher.
At the same time, you begin to stimulate my clit with your fingertips, feeling me getting wetter and wetter. First one, then two of your fingers slide easily into me. You feel the muscles of my vagina contract around the intruders. Gradually your hand starts to move faster and faster and it seems to me that every time you go back in, you hit an even more sensitive spot than before.
I can’t answer, all I can think about is that your fingers are irritating my hottest spot, so you answer yourself.
– Bad girls are punished, and I think you are a very bad girl.
You pull your fingers out and I feel something much bigger pushing inside. Oh yes…
– I want to be inside you. What do you want me to do? – now you are waiting for instructions.
– Take me. Strong. Just fuck me!
And to my surprise, you start very slowly, barely picking up speed. Let me get used to it, getting deeper and deeper and I’m slowly getting closer to climax. Slowly and precisely, each time deeper and deeper, into my hot, wet, tight vagina, but not all the way until I am literally begging, calling out your name for you to give me everything.
The orgasm I’ve been waiting for so patiently hits full force as soon as I feel you plunge all the way into me. I moan as shivers run through my stiff body and you continue to drill me. Literally.
You grip my hips tightly and start fucking me with all your might until the sound of our rhythmic body beats echoes in the room. You start slapping my ass again. Slowly at first, then faster, matching each thrust with the slap. The speed increases and I can’t take it anymore as the same hand wraps around me and begins to roughly stimulate my clit. It’s too much. An even stronger orgasm shoots through my body and I feel what’s happening to you, still rhythmically thrusting your thing into me. You want me to feel that you are still deep inside me. I let out another desperate moan, and with it you release yourself from my dripping crotch.
– On your knees! – I hear your domineering and rude command.
I don’t linger because I know what’s coming next. I quickly kneel down and, seeing your reddened thing in your strong fist, obediently open my mouth. A few seconds pass and I feel your hot cum splashing on my face. Your low moans echo in the room as you stain my hair and face with impudent aim.
There’s one last order that means I have to clean it all up. With a look in my eyes full of lust, I run my fingers along my cheeks, collecting the splatters of sperm and sliding them into my mouth. You move closer, pushing your wet penis into my mouth, allowing me to taste it fully.
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