The sound of the band hit her ears before they had even pulled up to the house.
“Sounds like they’re about an hour deep already”.
“Does that surprise you?” she said to the driver, a grin on her face. “I can’t believe they started this late”.
The music had started at nine, and from the sound of it, the chaos ensuing would be shut down at about eleven. Best to act quickly.
Her girlfriend stepped out of the driver’s side; she followed not far behind her. The boots made it a little hard to walk, but she was finally beginning to get used to them. Having them on added a good three inches to her frame. She would tower over a good many females inside, no doubt. It would probably make her seem pretty intimidating.
Good.
Walking inside, it was painfully obvious her assumption was right. Eyes were on her as soon as she entered, and they stayed on her as she made her way through the crowd. She noticed the pair of eyes in the corner, attached to him. He was perched on the arm of a couch. She made sure to maintain eye contact, her face completely unreadable as she slowly peeled her black leather jacket off. It matched well with her leather mini skirt. Under the jacket was a low-cut white wife-beater. Her hair, curled into sexy distortion, spilled down her back.
The black stiletto boots reached just below her knees, and her thighs were covered in black fishnet thigh-highs. A thick black leather choker was wrapped around her neck. It looked like a collar from a distance. Her eyes were lined in black, making her eyes cat-like, predatory. She looked fresh out of an action movie. Pivoting to the left, she made her way slowly up the stairs, jacket slung over her shoulders.
You couldn’t have asked for a better entrance.
She made her way into an empty room, sat down at the edge of the bed, and waited.
Two minutes later, he appeared at the doorway. He leaned against it, taking in the sight of her sitting cross legged, hands on her thighs. He made his way into the room, shutting and locking the door behind him. He walked over, stopping in front of her. Neither one had said a word yet.
Suddenly, he grabbed her thighs, forced them apart, and jerked her forward, causing her to fall back onto the bed. He groaned loudly-she wasn’t wearing any panties. His mouth sucked in her clit, his fingers massaged her G-spot. Drenched already.
She cried out from the shock of him finally giving her what she wanted. Not bothering with asking, just taking. Her fingers buried themselves into his hair, and she wrenched his face from her pussy. He looked at her, his mouth as glazed as his eyes. He didn’t even have time to protest, because she had already managed to throw him onto his back. She grabbed an arm; in the dark he could hear the faint clinking of metal. One metal bracelet locked onto his wrist, and she raised it above his head.
“What are you-”
“Shut the fuck up and give me your other arm”, she hissed. He raised it above his head.
*Clink*
He felt her get off of the bed.
“You’re not leaving me are you?!”
“Of course not, you dumbass.”
The lights came on, and they both cringed. She pulled her wife-beater over her head, but kept her pink see-through lace bra.
She climbed back on the bed, and bent to unzip him. He was more rigid than she’d ever seen him. His pulse was beating in her palm. She smiled for the first time since she had arrived.
“I cannot believe how sexy he looks,” she thought. She got slightly dizzy at the sight of him.
Every single time she had seen him cuffed, tied up, blindfolded, she got wet. Part of her just wanted to look at him, force him to just watch her make herself cum first, but there he was.
Finally.
“If you think you have been desperate to touch me before”
Her voice trailed off as she swung her leg over to straddle him. She brushed the head of his cock gently over her clit, dragging it over the length of her shaved pussy lips.
“I’m going to teach you what it is to be desperate”.
“Teach me?”
“Yes, of course. I told you I would, remember?”
She let go so she could soak his shaft with her juices. When she felt that he was completely saturated, she jumped off to pull his jeans down. Keeping eye contact the entire time, she bent down and started licking him clean. When she had gotten everything off, she rose up and shoved her tongue between his lips. She kissed him passionately for a few minutes before breaking their lips apart.
She looked at him, her eyes bright with laughter.
“So……how do I taste?”
He could only groan. She felt her nipples get hard from feeling the stubble on his face against her own.
“You want to know what I want?” he heard her whisper, her mouth still hovering over his.
“Yes”.
“Oh, I’ve already told you what I want. If I don’t hear it in exactly three minutes”, a click went off out of nowhere, and he realized she was wearing a digital stopwatch on her wrist. “I’m going to leave you here exactly as you are, for all your little friends out there to see”.
She adjusted herself so that her mound was inches away from his face.
“You know I meant to tell you something-I don’t buy into that story you gave me about you trying to grow out your beard”.
“What are you talking about?” His eyes were wide, his pupils almost completely dilated. He was so worked up that his cock was actually twitching.
“That story you told me about how you thought it made you look like a civil war re-en actor. I think you grew it out because of how much you were looking forward to eating my pussy”.
She grinned at the sound of his breath hissing through his teeth after she said that. Whether he was aware of it or not, he was trying to move his mouth closer to her clit. She looked at her watch.
“Times almost up, Mr. Shit Talker. What’s it gonna be?”
At the last thirty seconds, she suddenly lifted up and moved herself around so that his tongue was just out of reach.
“Say it”.
“Please”.
“Louder”.
“Please“.
She grabbed his hair and grinding herself against his mouth, she felt him let out a groan at the same time he greedily sucked her clit into his mouth.
“Oh….fuck…”
It wasn’t supposed to happen that quickly, but her orgasm rushed out like a tidal wave, forcing her to brace herself on the headboard. She came so hard she could see stars in the inside of her eyelids, and collapsed beside him when she couldn’t take anymore.
Gasping for air, she brushed her hair out of her face, looked up, a sly smile breaking across her face.
“Good boy”.
Her breathing slowed back to normal. She looked up at him and saw that he was lying there with his eyes closed.
“It must be killing him that I got to cum and he didn’t” she mused.
Downstairs, Nine Inch Nails “Closer” started throbbing its way upstairs and into the bedroom they were in. She had a smile on her face like that of a satisfied fox having reaped the spoils of a hunt. There would be no fucking like animals tonight, despite the fact that the lyrics of the song clearly insist that there should be.
It was time he finally learned a lesson about how a woman such as herself gets off on using the likes of a charming young scamp such as him for her own amusement.
“Part of me wants to blindfold you so you’ll always remember how soft my skin is while I ride you,” she said softly, lying next to him on her stomach. “However, I think it will be a lot more fun getting to watch your entire face as the need to touch me becomes more intense”. He groaned softly as she wrapped her hand around the base of his dick, her thumb brushing against the tip where pre-cum was oozing out.
She got up and took her place on his lap, her pussy grazing his dick once more. Only this time, she let him inside her, little by little. Every time she pulled almost completely out, she let him come back in a little deeper. Finally, she was completely impaled on him, grinding her hips in a dance that caused her head to roll back and a small moan escape her lips. She smiled as she heard the sharp clinking of the handcuffs as he was already trying to break free of his restraints.
She leaned down, her hair scattering on either side of his head. She did that thing she knew he loves, where she teases his lips with hers, and for a few moments that was all she did. It wasn’t until she heard a faint whimper from him was when she grabbed at his hair and started grinding her hips faster and faster.
She clamped her mouth onto his and picked up speed, riding him until he broke their kiss and begged for her to let him cum.
She moaned his name and her orgasm made her pussy clench his dick like a fist.
“Yes, baby, cum for me now!”
She swallowed his shout, plunging her tongue in his mouth and kissing him savagely. He always loved it when she kissed him roughly and pulled his hair while he came.
For a few minutes all that could be heard was their heavy breathing.
“I’ve never felt you cum that hard before,” she told him before she let him loose of his restraints. After he shook the blood back into his hands, he grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over. He was still inside her.
“I can feel-”
“I know, you can feel me getting hard again. I warned you…”
He caught one of her nipples between his teeth and felt it harden in his mouth. He looked up at her, smiling while he moved his hips against her.
“I can keep going and going….”
He caught both her wrists and lifted them and kept them suspended over her head. With each kiss he dropped on her neck, he drove into her just a little harder than before. She closed her eyes, giving herself up to the moment completely.
Hot story, written well.