It started early this morning…
She woke up first, and decided to give him a very personalized wake up call. As quietly and gently as she could she removed herself from the crook of his arm, sliding down under the covers. She loved morning wood, it was always thick and strong without being rock hard… yet. She giggled to herself and had that impish mischievous grin. Since he was sleeping on his back it made it easier to accomplish her mission… she reached out and lifted his cock off of his body and in one swift move swallowed his cock into her mouth until it hit the back of her throat. His eyes flew open in surprise, but he dared not move for fear of ending this pleasant wake up call. So he laid there enjoying every movement of her warm wet mouth gliding up and down slowly, deliberately, and thoroughly coaxing his manhood into full erect position hard as a rock.
She is sooooo talented licking the the full underside of his cock from his balls to the tip and swirling her tongue around the bulbous head of his cock before fully wrapping her beautiful lips around the shaft and lowering herself all the way down. She enjoys feeling the texture of his cock in her mouth, every vein, ridge, and the shape of him. She uses her hand to cradle his balls and rubbing the area between his balls and his anus. He loves when she grazes her fingers under there and then up the creases of his legs around his cock. She is making it hard for him to not fuck her mouth by lifting his hips to her, but he resists to enjoy her manipulations of his tool. So he lays there and enjoys the ride.
She comes back up and let’s his cock release from her lips, he moans in pleasure. She licks along the shaft from the tip all that way down to his balls… his freshly shaved balls. “Full Shave Fridays” is what he calls it, when he shaves his cock and balls every Friday. Keeps him smooth and clean for the weekends. This Saturday morning is turning into a delightful surprise. She loves freshly shaved balls, and she is lifts his sack up to press her tongue fully flat on the underside letting the tip of her tongue dance along the underside. “Ooooohhh”, he moans. Damn! He grabs a fistful of sheets to keep from grabbing her hair. She hears him and smiles broadly pleased to be rewarded with his audible sound of pleasure. She sucks one of his balls into her mouth and let’s it go, then she sucks the other one into her mouth… he can’t stand being so passive any longer, and reaches down grab her ass. “Mmmmmmm,” she hums with a mouth full of balls. Her humming causes him to raise his hips in response, and she lets the ball slips from her lips. “Aaah!” he expresses.
She wiggles her ass for him, as he continues to grope her ass with a full firm handful. He lets a finger or two slip down and between her legs to slide along her slit. She is soaking wet. He slips a finger inside her pussy and she rocks her hips to adjust and give him optimal access to her honey pot… his honey pot. She is still adjusting to her way of thinking that she belongs to him and he belongs to her. Her body is his to do with as he pleases. His body is hers to explore and enjoy. She loves him, his leadership, his body, his cock, and his hands. He is so damn good with his hands. He can make her soak her panties with the smallest touch in the just the right way. She loves how he gets her, every bit of her.
He loved the way she responds to him. For so long they have restricted themselves and their touches, now there was freedom. Freedom to explore, freedom to enjoy, freedom to just be… he was relishing in it. He loved her deeply, beyond any love for anyone he has ever known, and it rocked his world (and his cock) to know she felt the same about him. And right now, he was doing his damnedest to please her and allow her to please him. It is a beautiful thing to find another who wants to give as much as the other is willing to give, so in turn both get one hundred percent. Her pussy was soaking wet, and his two fingers were diving deep. Her tongue is a wickedly gifted muscle showing him just how flexible and strong it can be around his cock and balls. He tweaked her clit and “mmmMMMMMmmm” she hummed around his cock. He didn’t think he was going last much longer. And then she slid all the way off his cock letting the wet flesh slap on his his body just below his stomach. “Aaaahhh,” he sighed in a satisfied pleasurable way. He pulled his fingers out of her as she moved around to poke her head out from under the covers, just in time to see him finishing licking his fingers clean. “Good morning, honey!” She purred in his ear. “Good morning, sweetheart,” he grinned back at her, and pulling her in for a strong morning kiss with lingering taste of herself on his tongue.
She snuggled in under his arm and ran her free hand over his hairy chest. She liked his chest. Not a wooly mammoth of hair, just the right manly amount . “Ow!” he jolted, as she pinched one of his nipples. “Ow!” She yelped as he slapped her naked ass hard enough to feel the sting in his own hand. “Brat!,” he teased. She liked it when he was feisty, and he loved when she was bratty… most of the time. And this, was one of those times.
She wiggles out from under his arm, and saddled a leg over him pushing herself up to straddle him. His cock laying between them in full solid erection. He sits all the way up putting a hand on his chest to steady herself. He looks up at this goddess of a woman enthroned atop of his mountain and smiles broadly in delight that she has chosen him and gives herself to him fully. He feels her begin to rock her hips letting the long shaft of his cock slide up and down the soaking wet slit of her pussy. They moan together in ecstasy at the feeling of fleshly heat building in their rightful places.
He has his hands resting on her legs, cupping her bent thighs near the knee. He runs his hands up and down her thighs, occasionally dragging his nails across her flesh to provide a more primal sensation. She is working in a good slow rhythm now, just gliding back and forth. She reaches down to play with her clit and he watches in amazement at the wondrous view above him. He runs his hands up her hips and grabs two handfuls of ass and spreads her cheeks, which actually spreads the lips of her pussy a bit too. “Ah!” she breaths. She is getting so close, and he hasn’t even entered her yet. She closed her eyes focusing on the sensation of his gorgeous cock gliding along her slit. She grinds down to get more pressure on her clit. He moans with each grind as she applies pressure to the underside of the mushroom tip of his cock at just the right spot, the most sensitive spot, that electrifies him and hardens his cock.
“Aaaaarrrrrgggghhhhh,” she wailed, as he grabbed her wrist to stop her from playing with her clit. Why?! Every damn time! She gets worked up, gets close, gets a good rhythm, and he snatches it away from her! If her eyes could shoot daggers she’d pierce his eyes out right now. “Ugh! Babe, why’d you..” she whined. “You didn’t ask for permission, sweetheart.” he said matter of factly. “Grrrrrr…. really?! Now?! Even though I start…” her voice raising… “OOOOOOOWWWW!!!” she yelled, as he reached up with both hands and grabbed a solid hold of her nipples and pinched them harder than he ever had before… it made her whole body spasm, legs trying to snap together, and her pussy flood his cock in a new wave of honey… made him think of the song lyrics “pour some sugar on me!” He grinned wickedly to himself… and she saw it.
“Ow ow ow ow ooooooowww,” she cried as she tried to pull away and he squeezed harder and pulled her nipples away from her body toward him. She relented before he ripped her nipples right off her body, and bent forward toward him. He still maintained the same pressure, but at least she was getting to keep her nipples as she grinned down at him as her face got closer to his. Just as they got nose to nose, where they really couldn’t focus on each other, she purred in his ear, “ I’m sorry, Sir, may I please cum all over you rock hard cock.” He released her nipples, “aaah!” She sighed. And he reached around her back to hold her close to him. He could feel those little erasers of her nipples grazing across his chest. Her arms moved under his and then cup around his shoulder from underneath each armpit. They were so intwined with each other
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“OUCH!” She cried!
“What was that for?!” She whined as she tried to move and his arm squeezed her close and tight. She loves his tight squeezes where she can feel the his powerful arms all around her. She feels protected, loved, safe, and settled like she has belonged there her whole life.
“Bad girl!” he quipped.
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“Ooooowwweeee!” She cried into his shoulder, not fighting to move away, since she knew he was right. She had been a bad girl and he was swift to correct that, even in the heat of the moment.
She felt his strong hands rubbing across her back and rubbing the inflamed ass she suddenly had. She loved his strong hands, she loved his strength in many ways: his control, his power, his physical strength, his authority, his confidence, his leadership, and his love. He loved stronger and deeper than anyone else she had ever met, even though he tried to hide it from others, it was one of the first things she had learned about him that intrigued her so much. She was glad now to know, the depths of his love for her fully, completely.
“Mmmmmm…” she hummed into his ear when she felt him grab a fistful of hair and his cock harden between her legs. “What do you want, baby?” He breathed huskily in ear and then sucked her earlobe into his mouth and continued kissing down her neck. “I wanna ride your big beautiful cock, sir,” she cooed in his ear. “Daaaammnn, I love that we think so much alike,” he growled.
And he planted a strong demanding kiss on her lips, and forced his tongue to own its territory as she parted her lips to receive him. She felt him adjust his hips and felt the tip of his cock at her awaiting entrance. He sheathed his sword deep inside her in one swift move. “MMMMMM!!!!” They both moaned into each other’s mouths. He held her against himself as he began to pump his hips and fuck her hard! She was bouncing on top of him like riding a bull at the rodeo, she giggled to herself hoping he would last longer than 8 seconds. He released his hold on her and stopped the banging her, and rested as she sprang upright and leaned just a bit back to reach a hand back to steady herself on his thigh and one hand on his chest. His arms were resting on the tops of her thighs and his hands resting on her hips. Not controlling just holding, feeling how her hips rocked and swirled. Hot Damn! He loved when she swirled her hips around on him like that. She was getting into a groove… movin and groovin. “Touch yourself!” He ordered. She glided her hands up her thighs and along her ribs up to her breasts. She cupped her breasts as he laid back to watch the show. She was looking into his eyes the whole time. She loved to watch his face when she rides him like this… all the twitches around his mouth and crinkles around his eyes indicating all the pleasure he was feeling with every little thing she did. He loved watching her body move so seductively and the way she gets focused on the finish line that nothing else matters when she gets “in the zone” as he calls it. She was getting close.
She closed her eyes to focus on the every sensation she could, the raging cock inside of her as she rocked up and down and around on it, the moments he would flex his cock and she could feel it pulse inside of her as if it got a little large with each throb. She could feel the muscles in his thighs, oh how she loved those muscular thighs.
She’s loved it when he makes her ride his thigh when there outside the bedroom, usually while he is sitting at the kitchen table after dinner and kids have left to go play or whatever. She will sneak a quick makeout session with him, when she gets up to act like she going to clear the table and he scoots just far enough back to where she can slide right between him and the table. She’ll straddle one of his thighs, look down at him and tuck one side of her hair behind her ear. He loves that look on her when she does that, it gets him every time. Then he’ll reach around and grab two handfuls of her ass, and force to run up his thigh and she’ll rock herself back. While planting some heavy tongue fucking kisses (not tonsil hockey), just the “desperate, I haven’t seen you in a long time, last kiss” type of kissing. The kind of kiss you see in movies right before they clear the table or desk in big swoop sending everything crashing to the floor because the couple is only focused on themselves at the very moment type of kiss. Sometimes the kids have come back into the kitchen and said “eewww!” which eggs him and her on more. They make the point clear with their actions, “go away and give mommy and daddy a few minutes alone!” They don’t stop to answer or even acknowledge the kids. She tried once, sighed and said just give me a minute, and went to get up and deal with a needy child as she always has before. He grabbed her hips and slammed back down on his thigh and kept kissing her. He won her focus over and the child survived the next 10 minutes or so without her. Now she was learning a new focus and new pattern, and it’s become a fun game they play.
She was “in the zone” and getting very close… she could feel the internal build up and growing need for release. “Pinch and pull your nipples,” he ordered. She loved his orders, this one in particular since it reckoned back to that first intense night of text commands while he edged her for 2 fucking hours. He pushed her over the edge but she did not break, and he was so proud of her for that. She obeyed, rolling her already sore nipples between her thumb and forefinger on each hand. “Harder!” He barked! “Aaaahhh!” She groaned as she squeezed harder, now her sore nipples were aching as they were deepening into a darker shade of purple from the torment they were taking this morning. She could feel the sweat beading on the back of her neck as the heat in her body was rising, and it trickles down her spine… she was getting sooooo close. Her pussy was twitching and starting to milk his glorious cock. She was closer… her skin was becoming tingly as every nerve in her body was firing in rapid fire all over. “Do not cum!” He ordered looking directly at her. Her eyes were still closed trying to focus on every touch her body was experiencing, but she could feel his eyes on her, which made her tremble just a bit. She kept rocking and rolling and…
“Sweetheart, did you hear me?” he asked. “Mmmhhmmm,” she hummed, licking her lips and nibbling on her lower lip as she was grinding away on his rod of flesh… getting closer. “Babe!” He called out to her. Her eyes opened but were glazed over and fully dilated revealing her level do arousal and focus on finishing. “Whaaaaat?!” she whined exasperated. “Do. Not. Cum,” he said articulating every syllable for effect and clarity. “Uuuughh!” She sighed and began to slow her roll. “What are you doing, Little One?” He asked teasingly, knowing full well what she was doing. “Not cumming, Sir!” she snipped. Slowing down to pace herself so she would follow orders and not cum, that’s what the fuck she was doing!
Oh SHIT!!!
He gabbed her by the hips and rammed inside of her. He started bucking like a fucking wild bull trying to throw her off the bed. “PLEEASE, BABE, STOP! you’re going to make me cum!” She pleaded. Damn straight he wasn’t going to let her off that easy. He could feel her pussy convulsing inside of her, and creaming all over his cock. She was soooo fucking good with her lips, both sets. She could feel herself trying to grip his manhood to control the assault on her pussy. She was purring inside and scratching his chest, gripping hands fulls of chest hair trying to hold on to ride this out.
“Mmmmmmppphh!” She was moaning trying to hold of the bursting dam brimming inside of her… She has a love/hate for his orgasm control games. She loves the reward if she’s a good girl, she has yet to experience the punishment for being a bad girl, and she has been given another chance when she was a demanding bratty girl. But damn him for his twisted mind and mind blowing cock breaking down her resolve to hold out… right now! “Hold on, Sweetheart!” He says, with a wicked grin across his face. “P…pleeeaasaasseee, Sir, I’m trying to be a good gIRL!!!” She squealed as he propped his right knee up and deftly flipped her over with him rolling on top of her. She forgot about him being a wrestler in high school, she’s glad to see he still had it. He grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the bed, and latched his mouth on her abused nipple gripping it between his teeth and started to pound her pussy with reckless abandon! She was trying to think of anything she could to keep her orgasm at bay: pets, old people, kids, ANYTHING to distract the impending need to cum…. “PLEASE… PLEASE…. BABY…. STOOOOP…. I’m so close!” She begged, pleaded, her will to resist his onslaught was waning. “NOOOOOO!!!!!” She wailed as he pulled out. She didn’t want to cum to follow his orders, but she sure as hell didn’t want him to leave her empty without finishing!
He looked down at her, just hovering out of reach since she was pinned down. She as trying to wiggle free, wrapping her feet around his hips trying to bring him in to her again. She resisted with that damn smirk he gets when he is torturing her. She’d slap that smirk off his face if she could get a hand free! “Uuuuughhhh! Babe, please!… don’t… I need to cum… I need to finish… I need you inside me… I’ve been good…. I’ve been a good girl for you… baby please” she begged, cried, pleaded, she could feel her emotions overflowing for through her tears forming in her eyes and running down the side of her cheeks as she tried to coax him to let her finish, help her finish, hell even force her to finish. She NEEDED him right now, and not leave her empty.
He leaned down to lick her tears away and kiss her each eye. “You are so fucking sexy when you beg,” he whispered in her ear. She could feel his hot breath float inside her ear and the goosebumps rise on her neck. He kissed her ear, down her neck, along her jawline and over her mouth. Her lips parted to Welcome him home where he belonged… inside of her. Their tongues danced with need for one another, while their bodies remained parted by his hovering. She arched her back so her tits would make contact with his chest, and he pulled away. “Uuuughhh!” She cried, and flopped back down frustrated. She was becoming irritated with him now. And not willing to play this fucking game anymore if he didn’t do something to change her mind soon.
“Brat!” He called her seeing the lines wrinkle her forehead in frustration and the pouty lips she gets when she gets… well, pouty. He grinned wickedly, leaned down and began to kiss down her neck, using his tongue and a little sucking, but not enough to leave a hickey, he worked his way down to her collarbone… “oooohh” she moaned. He kissed her across her chest, working his to her breasts. She has such wonderful succulent breasts. Her nipples have been abused all morning so he uses his tongue to circle the areola seeing the skin tighten and nipples harden. He breathes his hot breath right over her nipple never descending and covering it fully his his warm hot mouth, sucking the nipple gently, and catching it between his teeth. “Aaaaahhh!” She mews, “Baby, please… please I…” she pleads. “Ssshhhh” he soothes, “patience sweetheart, I’m getting there.”
He takes his time alternating between each breast with his mouth and the other in his hand. He kiss down the valley of her breasts and down her stomach. His kisses are so light down her stomach that he is using his warm breath, his nose, and ever so lightly his tongue that he can see her stomach muscles twitch and hear her fighting the giggles. He releases her wrists and uses his tongue to circle her navel. Working lower to her mound, her freshly shaved mound and pussy. She decided to join him on full shave Fridays. He enjoys watching her take detail care of herself, knowing it was for him. He wonders if she enjoys watching him shave? Maybe one day they might trust each other enough to hand the razor over to the other and make shaving a very intimate and trusting moment.
He lays the flat of his tongue on her mound and tastes the freshly exposed bare skin. He loves her body. Her loves the way her skin reacts to his touch, the smoothness of her skin, and he loves the way she tastes. He could get drunk of her alone, she is so intoxicating. She opens her legs as wide as they will go. He moves down her mound and then to the side of her blooming flower. So fragrant her flower is dripping with nectar, and she his is begging him to drink her deeply, as he moves down her right thigh. “Uuuughhh!” She whines in frustration, she grabs his hair and tries to maneuver his head back to her honey pot. He keeps kissing down her thigh to her knee. With her knees bent so that her legs are wide open, he catches that tickle spot on the back her knee with his tongue, and she jerks her legs and catches him in the face. They both giggle, “sorry, babe,” she says. He grins And he resumes kissing down her calf. Damn he loves her calf, it was the first place he ever touched her. She has strong, toned calves. He kissed her down to her feet and when he lifted her foot just a bit to kiss the underside she tried to scoot away from him because her feet were so sensitive. He moves to her left foot and began the slow kissing back up her left leg, calf to knee, knee to thigh, and thigh to apex.
By the time he reached the top of her thigh she was mewing over and over, “please… please… please…” desperately begging softly, as she ran her hands through his hair. “OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!” Her hips shot up off the bed as he delved into her hot cunt driving his tongue aggressively deep into her trying to drinking all the cream she had to give. He took advantage of her raised hips to slide his arm under her legs, along her sides and up to clasp her breasts. She about ripped the hair out of his head when she bucked so hard. He was not wasting time any longer, she has been such a wonderfully good girl and he was working toward a reward. He licked up her slit like a dog lapping up water with deep, strong strokes of his tongue. She was rocking her hips and trying to grind on his face. She was holding his head down with all she had trying him deeper. He sucked each pussy lip into his mouth like he would do when making out with her. He was making out with her pussy. She loved it, and was loving it right now. He dive his tongue as deep as he could and her clit was flicked by his nose. “Oooohhhh…. aaahhh!” She let out a low guttural moan encouraging him to keep doing whatever he was doing and do not fucking stop. He worked his tongue down to the bottom of her pussy kicking and drinking from every part. He loves the way she tastes, warm, musky, sweet nectar. She keeps moaning, he can tell she is getting close…. so fucking close. He licks he slit in one large slow deliberate swipe up and curls his tongue under her clit cooking it out of its hiding hole, and sucks it into his lips. She is breathing rapidly , he can feel her stomach muscles twitching with every breath. His hands on her breasts find her erect nipples and begins to roll them in between his thumb and forefingers. She is just about there… and he bites!
“IIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…..OOOOOOOHHHHH…. FUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!” She SCREAMED in ecstasy as her body explodes cumming in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her abused nipples are so raw and pinching them hard jerks her chest up as she arches her back and grabs fistfuls of hair and her legs snapped together when he bit her clit… she creamed his face like an exploding beehive and honey gushing out everywhere… he was licking and kicking and sucking and nibbling her pussy as she rode his face to the end… collapsing back in the bed opening up her legs and releasing the vice grip on his head. “Ooo…. oooo… oooo…”she just kept moaning exhausted from all the tension he has built up in her, all the damn tormenting finally being released, all fighting to be a good girl finally being rewarded. He just keeps licking more lightly now, she settles down from exploding episode. She runs her fingers through his hair and pulls him up. She wants to kiss this deviously delicious devil of a man.
He crawled up her body allowing his body to slide along hers all the way up until their lips met in a hungry needy fully satisfied kiss. Neither of them believe sex should be transactional, but they both believe in lovingly rewarded the other with their affection. And she wanted to say thank you in a very sensual way. Their kiss wasn’t sloppy wet, but deep and sensual. She could taste herself lingering on his tongue. That evidence of his love for her and lovemaking to her, as twisted and infuriating as it may be in the heat of the moment, is gratefully satisfying in the end… he knows her soooo well. He knows how to push her to the edge, pick her up and dangle her over the edge, pull her back kicking and screaming, before a grabs hold of her and runs full speed to jump off the edge taking her sky high. She always remembers it better than she actually experiences it. She loves every moment of it… afterwards. She loves every way he moves, the tiniest touches he makes to enhance or torment her in a particular moment, always creating heat, passion, tantalizing torture of her body and her mind. FUUCK! How she loves the way he fucks her mind and her body… but he NEVER fucks with her heart. She knows she gets emotional when it comes to him, all aspects of him, but he has never been dishonest with her. It gets crazy in her heart with all he does to her and for her, but he always loves her.
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