Brat & Tamer 1
Brat & Tamer 1 [M/F] [oral] [orgasm control] [spanking] from eroticliterature
They lay together intertwined legs rubbing, kissing and bodies warming up again… she snakes a hand down between them to wrap her fingers around his shaft, she can feel it throbbing with heat. “Mmmmmm…” he moans into her mouth, and kisses her cheek, and her neck… “What are doing, sweetheart?” He coos in her ear. “What does it feel like I’m doing, honey?” She asks with that impish grin she gets when she is planning something deliciously decadent. She feels him growing in her hand, “Oh! Someone seems happy and ready for another round?” She snickers to him. “Uh huh… mmmm,” he growls in her ear as he grinds his cock along her slit and she grinds her clit against him right back… her juices already flowing again and coating the underside of his shaft.
He plants his knees on the bed, creating distance between his cock and her pussy. “Aw, baaaaaabe?” She whines questionably. He grinned wickedly… and then laid in his side beside her facing her. She turned to face him and cupped his face with her hand. He grabbed her hand and held it to his lips to kiss the large palm pad to her thumb with a little nibble then placed it back on his cheek. He loves her touch. He remembers the first time she just wanted to touch his face… asking permission… walking into his office solely focused on him, eyes never leaving his face as she placed both hands on his freshly shaven cheeks and jaw, running her fingers all around above and below his lips, but not touching his lips… it was one of the first moments of intimacy they had experienced, brief as it was. He fell in love with her touch, especially her hands on his face. So, while he wanted to move along to another passionate moment, he was completely content to let his face be held by this woman who has captivated his heart. He wrapped his free arm over and around her, running his hand along the full length of her side from her shoulder to her hips and down to cupping her ass. “Oh?! Find something you like , sir?” She teased, always teasing, but now she can follow through with pleasing. He chuckles, “Nah… just some piece of ass,” he joked in faux indifference. “Some piece of ass?!” She exclaimed in faux shock, slapping at his chest trying to push him away playfully.
He grinned… he loved it when she got playful and feisty… the sex they have when she gets that way turns up a notch to very enthusiastic in the “make up” sex kind of way. He rolled back to his back and pulled her with him. But instead of keeping her face to face with him. He pulled her across his lap perpendicular, and swatted her ass…
SMACK SMACK
SMACK SMACK
SMACK SMACK
“Ow! What was that for?!” She retorted losing the faux shock to moving to irritated disagreement for the spanking… rubbing her ass feeling the heat rising from her freshly pinked skin.
“Cause I wanted to, and my hands love your ass,” he said playfully, as he continued to turn by grabbing her thigh just above the knee and pulling her leg over his chest so that she was straddling his body facing his feet. Perfect!
SMACK SMACK
SMACK SMACK
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She glared at him over her shoulder…
She wiggled her ass in his face daring him to hit her again… just as he was about to swat her…
“Nnnngh…oooooohhhh,” he breathed out a low guttural moan that reverberated through his whole body, as she swallowed his cock whole. “Daaaamn girl, you’ve got a sweet mouth!” He said huskily, as his hips rocked up to pump his cock in rhythm with her bobbing head. She is an excellent cocksucker, it takes his breath away. She can taste the mixture of her juices that coated his cock and his muskyness. He is loving the feeling and the view…
Her sassy ass is hovering over his face, giving him a perfect view of her soaking pussy… he can see the nectar gathering on her nether lips and forming the tiniest droplet…mesmerized by the sight of it, he lifts his head and licks it away before it falls. “mmmMMMM” she hums around his cock, to which he thrusts his cock further into her throat in response. She gagged momentarily and then settled into a show deliberate rhythm taking him deeper. “Fuuuuuuuuck!” He breathed. Driving his tongue deeper into her trying to devour her pussy. “MMMMMMMPPPHHH” she hummed as her gouged her love canal with his tongue and swatted her ass at the same time. The combination of pleasure and pain vibrated though her and into her clit. She began to grind herself on his face matching every movement with her sucking his cock. She could taste his precum forming and beginning to drip from the tip of the bulbous head deep in her throat. He was beginning to pump stronger to go all the way in so that he bottomed out in her throat. He was getting sooo close to spewing his seed down her throat. In his excitement to flood her throat with his sweet hot lava, he reached up to rim her anus with his finger. “MMMMMMMMMM” she gunned stringer from the ads sensation. The idea of having all three of her holes filled by him was putting her efforts into overdrive and she rocking back and forth and in rhythm with deep throating his throbbing cock. He was bucking his hips trying to fuck her mouth to bring along the desired finish… lots of moaning, humming, and sloppy wet sex sounds filling the room with aroma of sex.
“AAAAARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!” He growled in frustration, when she released his pulsing manhood from her beautiful fucking mouth. He growled right into her overworked pussy, grabbing her ass hard and shoving his rimming finger right inside her anus, while lifting his hips trying to find the warm wet hole of her mouth. With the overstimulated sensation of her pussy and ass, she flooded his face with cream in a joyful orgasm! “Aaaaahhh!!” She purred and ride his face until she stopped shaking and her pussy quit spasming.
Her body went limp on top of his. Each with their head near the crotch of the other. Her head on his thigh looking at the raging hard cock in front of her knowing it was standing up angry for not getting any release… yet. She grinned like the cat who swallowed the canary. She was being devious. He deserved it… a little bit anyway for all of his twisted games he plays with her body. He laid on his back with a cream covered face with her pussy resting on his chest. He loved the way she tastes, he could eat her for breakfast every day if life would allow it. But alas, there is work and kids, so they enjoy these moments when they do come and they have no plans for the day. He was a bit perturbed that she didn’t let him finish in her mouth, and then let him watch her swallow it all down. That would have been fucking hot.
He was lightly touching her body tracing her thighs and ass with his fingertips trying to distract himself from the boner he was sporting. He was trying to just lay back wait and see what she would do next… he realized he has a habit of always taking control and torturing her body, so he figured turnabout was fair play… if there was a reward in sight. So, he kept tracing her body and watching the little goosebumps form where his fingers touched. He was mesmerized by her, her body, her love, her heart, and her soul. #someday had become today and he wanted to revel in the thankfulness he felt to be with her, never wanting to get over her or take her for granted.
“SSSSSSSSSSS” he took a sharp inhale as he felt a single sharp fingernail slide along the full length underside of his burning fire pole. The skin of his cock was so tight that it felt like her nail was going to slice him right open… and his cock stood stronger than it was a minute ago. “Damn! She better know what she’s doing?” he thought to himself, although he knew she knew exactly what she was doing, she was more experienced than he was sexually, and he loved her for that too. But, he sure hoped, for her ass’ sake that she saw him through to completion. As much teasing as he has done on her, he also finished her off twice already this morning, and he had yet he still hasn’t cum! So his cock swollen ready to burst. She giggled to herself seeing his cock twitch with the slightest touch. She knew he was needy and ready to cum, but she was enjoying toying with him a bit longer. She cradled his balls in her hand and squeezed… “aaaAAHHH!” He responded as she increased the pressure. And with one long slow lick from tip to sack she crawled down his body letting her clit slide along his hard abs for some pleasure for her leaving behind a small trail juice. She knelt up as her pussy got in line with his cock, and she pulled his cock up off his body so that is was pointing straight up in the air. She dry rubbed his pole with a few slow sensual strokes, before mounting it and slowly, deliberately, uncharacteristically of her, teasingly, tantalizing him with every micro inch she moved down he could feel her flesh parting and opening just for him. She could sense the veins in his cock were more ridged than ever since he was so hard and his love muscle was so full of bliss pumping to it. “Mmmmmmm,” he hummed.. “Aaaaaaaahhh,” she sighed in relief. He belonged inside her, always inside her. She worst feeling she ever is when he pulls out and leaves her empty. It does something good to her heart to be filled by this man, physically, emotionally, and mentally. His home is inside her heart, and inside her body.
Reverse cowgirl is one of her favorite positions. She is in control, and it gives him a full view of her ass, which she knows he likes. She begins to rock slightly, she going to work him up properly…she grinned wickedly. She also like this position because he can’t read her face as easily since she’s not facing him. She places her hands on his thighs and rocks her hips forward and back feeling his cock slide in and out of her. She revels in the control she has in this position.
She looked over her shoulder at him, and she saw the flash of hunger in his eyes. She smiled, pleased with herself for making him so hungry, and pleased with him for the hunger in her own heart being returned. She has struggled with insecurities and to see him look at her with the same level or more of the desire she has for him does her heart good, and opens a flood gate to her pussy. He feels the warm rush surround his cock and he smirks to himself. He loves that feeling, of the physical reaction when her pussy swallows his cock, and then she creams him. It’s that small detial and feeling like it’s only him that causes her body to react that way. It’s personal, private, and intimate… if he wasn’t in such desperate need to cum, he’d enjoy the ride a lot longer. Damn, that she devil… he grinned broadly.
She couldn’t see his face, but knew he was loving this moment as she felt him trying to rock his hips to thrust inside her…but she was in control. She felt his hands sliding up her hips and her back, and all of sudden around her ribs cupping her breasts. He had sat up while she was focusing on his cock, and… “AAAAAAHHH!!!” She gasped, as she was instantly looking up at the ceiling, with her knees bent and her feet under her. Her knees went wide to accommodate the position and he was beginning to trust into her splayed open pussy. She reached up to hold on to his arms wrapping around her so she could balance on his chest looking up at the ceiling and feeling him pound her from underneath!
“Aaaaah——“ she gasped as one of his hands snaked up her chest and grasped around her throat holding her in place on top of him. She felt trapped. She felt bound in place on him, to him, by him… she felt owned. He had taken control, or just reminded her of the illusion of control she had riding him. He allowed it, and now he was ramming her thrusting in and out of her like he owned her pussy… his pussy. She clutched his arms holding on for the ride and hoping for a full breath soon. She could breath, she was not suffocating, but she had to concentrate. Her pussy was quivering and she could feel herself about ready to spasm into a third orgasm, when he released her, and stopped everything. His hands fell to the bed. His heart was pounding into her back. Her lungs were on fire heaving from lack of oxygen. Her hands rested on her own stomach. Her pussy was trying to milk his cock. He was throbbing inside of her, but not moving. She was on edge, he was very very much on edge. “But he was damned sure he was not going to let her finish again before he cums, and he was going to make her work for it…” he thought to himself.
She felt his hands on the back of her shoulders pushing her up. She was reluctant still trying to catch her breath from the choking pouring she just received, but she worked herself up into a straddling position once again facing away from him with his cock planted solidly inside of her. “What do you want, baby?” She said breathlessly. “I want you to ride me” he said cooly, “and you’re not allowed to cum again until I do, understood?” he finished with authority. “Yes Sir,” she answered, clearly understanding his demand. She started to raise herself on him stock slide up and down his rod. “SSSSSSS” she seethed through her teeth since her thighs were on fire from the bending she just endured. She decided to lean forward to make it easier to ride him and give me a delectable view of her ass and her pussy watching his own cock slide in and out. He loved her adjustment and the view he now had. He could see and feel every inch of his cock being swallowed and the juices coating his shaft and running down his balls. While he was enjoying the view, her pace was a bit too slow to finish him.
SMACK!
“OW!” she cried, as the red hand print instantly appeared on her ass.
“Faster!” He barked
She picked up her pace and he loved what he could see and feel. The sloppy wet sound of sex and the musky aroma filling the room was intoxicating. She was getting in the zone and in good rhythm and he was getting closer to the finish.
SMACK!
“OW!” She cried, as another red hand print formed on the other ass check to create a matching set.
“Remember, sweetheart, I finish first this time!” he said huskily… “oooohhhh,” he moaned. She smiled to herself licking her lips and biting on her lower lip. He was so delicious when he was in charge, she liked his demanding nature and was especially willing to comply in this situation. She was continuing to ride him and she could feel him growing inside her. She liked yo the lace a bit more, her was working her kegel muscles squeezing him with every up stroke on his cock trying to milk him with her pussy. “Aaaaaahhhh….mmmmm…. that’s good, baby, just like that,” he groaned out loud, damn she was good, as he reached his hands up to grab hold of the small of her back. He loved the hourglass shape of her and the way the small of her back provided just the right place to hold so he could feel her every movement as she rode him. His cock was brimming like an active volcano twitching just before the “AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!” He exploded inside of her. He has never cum that hard in his life. His whole body spasmed and his thigh trembled, she felt his hot seed spewing deep inside her filling her. She was slowing her pace, giving his sensitive cock a cool down. She could feel his rapid breathing slowing and settling until he finally became still. His hands releasing the right grip he had on the small of her back, he did realize he had grabbed so hard when he erupted inside of her. And he let his hands relax and trail down her ass, he loved her ass, until his hands came to rest on her calves on either side of him. He was exhausted. He came, hard, and no was spent. He was in recovery mode, that place where he could easily curl up with her and drift off the sleep full satiated. He felt his breathing getting steady and his eyes getting heavy…
She recognized this moment… she had a choice to make. Either keep him with her or let him fade off to sleep… she wasn’t ready to lose him just yet. She grinned, pleased to knew that he was so satisfied by her, and with her. She knew sex wasn’t the only reason he loved her, it was a very nice bonus to find your sexual match, but she wanted more in this moment. She had crawled off of him and was kneeling beside him just lightly rubbing his thighs and abs with her fingertips. She saw the pleasant smile of contentment crease his face. Yep! He loved this, the afterglow, the light touching, the feeling of satisfaction of being with the woman he loved…
“ooooooo…” he moaned, barely audible since he was so exhausted, as he felt her mouth devouring and licking his sex coated cock. She was cleaning him up, the mixture of his cum and her juices covering his satisfied cock. She liked the taste of their juices mixed together, it was more of a mental appreciation for what the taste signifies than the actual taste of it. She loved the physical representation of the their lovemaking, the taste of their love. She ran her fingertips along his skin just touching as she licked him. He just laid there enjoying her enjoyment and caretaking of him. “Oooohhh,” he breathed as she cradled his balls. He opened his legs wider and bent his knees so that the bottoms of his feet were almost touching one another. He felt her fingers glide along his taint and then… “AAAAhhh,” he sighed pleasurably as he felt her finger rim his anus. “That feels exquisite, babe,” he sighed complimentary. He enjoyed anal play, but she has been the first to reciprocate the act. Their level of openness and trust with each other sexually created a freedom to talk and explore wants, desires, intrigues, any and every thing they could think of without judgment from the other. It was so encouraging to ask about trying something new or revisiting old favorites without the fear of ridicule or criticism from the other. They loved each other greatly for this, and it was a foundational element to their relationship from the very beginning, to be completely open and honest with each other about anything.
His cock twitched and was coming back to life. She loved to watch it grow from soft and pliable to hard and solid. She was dripping wet, well maybe it’s because some what was dripping was his cum oozing out of her. But she loved the feeling of being so wet and ready for him, and she wanted one more round. She scooted you his body to kiss him full on the mouth… she normally was the one being kissed but she wanted him… inside her…filling her… now… she drove her tongue into his mouth and he accepted. She was hungry, he could tell, and he was enjoying her assault of his body. He could feel her juices leaking out of her into his freshly cleaned cock. “You’re making a mess of me again,” he teased. “I know,” she whispered hungrily, “but I want you inside of me. How do you want me Babe?” “Scissors” he said easily… scissor position was one of his favorite lazy sex positions. It allowed both of them to relax and enjoy seeing one another, touching multiples areas of each other, and still being connected with him inside of her. Each could play the others chest, nipples, stomach, hips, legs, calves, feet, and he could reach her clit while inside of her for extra stimulation that she likes. “Okay, baby,” she cooed with a smile as she rolled off him to his left. She laid on her back. He turned toward and kissed her deeply, sensually, and sweetly. The only downside to scissor position is that they could kiss each other. Pulled away from her, and got his body perpendicular to her laying on his left side. She lifted her right leg and put it over his hips. He straddled her left leg, and lined his cock yo with her hungry, needy, dripping, pussy. “Aaaaahh,” they both moaned as he slid right inside her easily, fully, and as deeply as he could. She adjusted her hips just a bit to give him deeper access. She grabbed his thigh and calf to pull him into her, until he was all the way in. She was sooooo fucking wet and needy. Then he stopped, no rocking, thrusting or anything. He reached up and ran his right hand along her right leg from her toes toward her hips, slowly, so very slowly, torturing her with his slow, deliberate, taking this damn fucking time slowly… she hated it, and loved it. He knew how to get her all wound up… before releasing her and letting it spin out of control.
He ran his hand over her right hip, and up her stomach, which caused her stomach to twitch uncontrollably when he crazed over that nerve that causes that reaction. Her breathing was becoming more rapid as he got closer to her her breasts. His fingertips traced up her navel and through the valley of her cleavage, sending goosebumps across her chest as he turned his fingertips to touch along her collarbone, then across her shoulder and down her arm, where more goosebumps formed. He loved the feel of her skin in his hands. He felt the warm rush into her pussy coating his cock deep inside of her, as he was touching. She too was running fingertips across his calf and thigh with her left hand, since he was touching everywhere else with his right hand, with his body turned toward her. He took her right hand in his as he was finishing touching down her arm and intertwined his fingers with hers for a moment, then curled his under hers holding her fingers and lift the back of her hand to his lips for a kiss. Then he rested her hand on his chest. For all the teasing, torturing, and mind fucking they have done this morning he was now being sensual, intimate… reveling in just the touching of one another. He was in no hurry, and he was taking his time pleasing him and her with the simple enjoyment of touch.
“Mmmmmm…. Babe, I want you, I want you to make love to me,” she cooed while starting to rock her hips and encourage him to join her. He chuckled and smiled broadly, while he started to rock his hips with hers. “How is it that a guy like me ever ended up with a woman like you? I am a blessed man to have you in my life and to have you want me the way you do… and there are moments like this morning that I keep waiting for me to wake up and realize it was all a dream. I love you, sweetheart, now and always.” he said emotionally, as he felt a single tear trickle from his eye. He was moving smoothly in and out of her as he spoke those words. It wasn’t sexy, but it was the honest truth. They had caught lightning in a bottle, and he was afraid one day it would shatter and he would lose his whole world.
“Ooooooohhh,” she moaned as he picked up the pace with smooth strokes in and out. He had a hand manipulating her right nipple, and then grazing back down her stomach to her freshly shaved mound and then back to her nipple. Fuck! She wants him to touch her clit. She is soaking wet, and needy, oh so needy. She loved his tenderness, but Damn! He goes from sweet to heat like flipping a switch and keeps her on her toes. She knows that he knows how to turn her on and turn her up, and she loves it… mostly. Every time his hand reaches her mound she bucks her hips upward trying, achingly trying to make contact with his hand. But in this position, scissor position, he has a really good control of her hips because of the intertwined legs. His wrestling ability works well in this position to control her hips with his hips and thighs. Fuck! Fuck! Fuuuck! “Uuuugghh! Baby, pleeeeeassee, I need more” she pleads to him, as she grabs a handful of chest hair, trying to urge him to do more. Although it’s falling on deaf ears. He’s awake now and in control once again. He loves it when she gets needy… he grins to himself. He keeps thrusting in that smooth pace, not too slow, but not fast enough to ride her home to the finish.
“Hands together above your head,” he orders. She looks at him blankly… it becomes harder for her to concentrate when she gets this needy. The desire to cum overrides all her other senses and coherency. “Sweetheart?” Her glassy eyes focus on his and she smiles. “Hands together above your head, no more touching,” he orders cooly. He is always in control, or so he tries to be, and it amazes (and frustrates her) that he has that much control in moments like this in the throws of making love, sweet sweet lovemaking. She reluctantly removes her hands from his body drawing the final touches out as long as she can… “OUUUUCH!!!! FUCK! BABE!,” she squeals as she runs her right breast that just got slapped by his firm hand! “Move you hands,” he orders firmly. She glares at him in protest as she is still rubbing our the sting and reddening of her breast.
“OOOOWWW!” She cries after he slapped the tender flesh inside her thigh close to her pussy. Reaching down to rub the stinging flesh, and he smacks her hand like she was a naughty school girl. (There’s a fantasy worth exploring one day, she thought) “Hands together above your head!,” he barked. She jumped at his tone. He has that tone, she can’t name it, but it’s an authoritative and commanding without being disrespectful or degrading, its firm and sure in what it communicates, and it makes her jump when he uses it and she quickly follows orders. Hands clasped together and resting above her head. She could still feel her the heat radiating off her flesh where his hand had firmly landed. And her push was betraying her outrage or disgruntledness with him for each hit as she was soaking his cock and the bed as it was oozing out her pussy down her ass crack and onto the bed sheets creating the wet spot. Laying in the wet spot wasn’t her favorite, but if it’s for a sexcapade like today, it’s worth every drop, or drip.
He stretches out in his position, without pulling out of her, as reaches for his nightstand on his side of the bed. He pulls out long piece of fabric reaches up to lay it across her eyes and tucked it around her head. “Close your eyes,” he said. She did, and everything went dark. She could hear and feel him. But nothing else. He restricted her touch and her sight. Her skin became hypersensitive, and her pussy was working in overdrive feeling every vein in his swollen cock. She could feel every inch sliding in and out of her. “AAAAAHH,” she moaned when he slammed into her and returned to normal thrusting. The irregular slamming into every few strokes was having a tantalizing effect. It wasn’t a regular pattern, so she couldn’t anticipate it. She was just along for the delicious ride of his cock slamming into her soaking wet, needy, pussy every few strokes or so. She wanted more, desired more, lusted for more, needed more… she was becoming a mess with her body feeling every little touch, and the only thing he was touching was his cock inside her pussy. All her nerves were focused on that one place and feeling everything, and her ears were attuned to the sounds of sex, as they were the only sounds being made in the room. The slapping of sloppy wet flesh banging into each other coated in sexual juices. He picked up the pace. Thrusting deeper and stronger. “OOOOOHHH,” she moaned. He reached up and pinched her right nipple and she jerked. “AH!” She cried, as her breast filled his hand fully, while he rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb. Everything was more sensitive. And with the scissor position her right side was getting all the attention or abuse, depending on how you look at it. He released her nipple, and reached down to grab her right knee pulling toward him spreading her open wider, he kept pulling stretching her open, and never stopped thrusting in and out of her. The adjustment in position, gave her different sensation. She could feel the cool air wafting across her clit while his cock pounded her love tunnel. Juices flowed more freely with her being so open. He reached glided his hand up the inside of her thigh and right to her clit. “AAAAAHHH!!!” She moaned is lustful desire being released now that he was finally playing with her love button. He circled her clit slowly, feeling it grow under his manipulation. He sped up his circles, faster, faster, faster, her hips were bucking and riding the wave of assault to her clit, she was getting close… so close… her gasps snd moans were mixing with the sounds of sex and the smell of musk, sex, sweat, and warm flesh were filling her nostrils. She was humming, in the zone, and riding to the finish…
“Oh, oh, ah, ah, ssssss, oh, ah…” she continued to coo and moan, he clit was overly sensitive and his pointed attention to it was beginning to become uncomfortable… “Baby, please, please, I need to cum, Baby, please may I cum?” She pleaded as she tries to wiggle her hips to get a different sensation on her clit or see if he would finger her pussy. She was so damn close, just not enough to push her over the edge… yet. He didn’t answer her plea, instead he just kept pressing her button. She knew she didn’t have permission to cum, and she was getting very close to not being able to stop.
He pulled out. “NOOOOOOOOO!!!!” She wailed. She was so fucking close. She was so needy, and desperately needed to cum. He moved completely away from her. She kept her hands clasped above her head, just in case he was watching. She couldn’t feel him, her legs wide open and her pussy gaping open, empty, waiting to be filled. Her freshly abused clit was peeking out looking for contact anywhere! “HOOOONEEEEEY!! Honey, honey, please, please, please, I’m sorry, what did I do wrong? I’ve been a good girl, Babe! Please, are you there? Why won’t you answer me? Baby, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please forgive me, whatever I did, please, I need to cum, please don’t leave me, please don’t leave me alone, baby? Baby? Are you there?” She was crying. Her heart was aching, her body was frustrated, her mind was reeling trying to think of what she did to cause him to pull out of her and move completely away… her ears were straining to hear him, her nose was trying to smell him, her body was trying everything it could to find him in the room.
“SSSSSSSSS…OOOOOOOOWW!” She yelled and her pussy convulsed as he slapped her splayed open pussy and clit!!! He crawled up her body grabbing her hands above her head pinning her down and sliding his raging cock right into her soaking, sopping wet pussy. He was fucking her. His hips were thrusting into her, harder, stronger, and as deep as he can get. “MMMMM,” he moaned into her ear, he was wanting to finish strong. She was a bumbling mess, she was crying, her body was convulsing with the new assault of Jane senses and her swollen pussy was needing to release and finish. “Ssshhhhh” he breathed in her ear, as he continued to pound her. “Lock your legs” he commanded. She wrapped her legs around his locking her into him and pulling him into her deeper. He ramped up his thrusting. She moaned and started to match his thrusts with her hips bucking up. They were riding home. She desperately wanted to touch him… with her hands. And he still had her hands pinned down above her head. He was owning her body, taking her where he wanted and how he wanted. She was soaking his cock under his control. “Babe, May I cum, please, I need to cum, I’m soooo close Babe,” she pleaded. He kept pounding. “No,” he answered. “Baby, please, I’m so close,” she whimpered. “I said NO,” he spat, as he kept pounding and thrusting, and she kept fighting to hold off the orgasm building inside of her. With every thrust her body was jostled and her tits bounced. He loved the feeling of her hard nipples scraping his chest. And her would change the rhythm slightly every few thrusts just to see her tits bounce with him. He could see the bead of sweat wetting her hair as she was fighting to hold off the impending orgasm brimming between her legs ready to overflow.
“Ooooohhh…aaaaahh…oooo,” she moaned, “fuck me baby! Cum inside me baby, I need your cum deep inside me, please baby, use me, fuck me, make me yours,” she called out to him breathlessly mixed with moans. She wants him to finish inside her. She wanted to please him. She knew it was her role to serve him first. He gives her so much, especially starting this morning with her cumming first. That doesn’t happen often, but when it does, she revels in the joy he finds in her pleasure. She loves to serve him, and if he won’t allow her to cum again, she would live with that, like she has before; but now she wanted his cum to fill her, to claim her, to own her pussy… his pussy. “Cum for me baby, cum deep inside me,” she was coaxing him, while pulling him into her with her locked legs. The blindfold over her eyes was doing wonders to enhance her sense of touch and her body was in fire. She was sweating, her breathing was become more rapid and ragged trying to hold of the orgasm she did not have permission to have. She needed one of them to finish soon! Otherwise she would not be able to hold out. “AAAAAHHHH!!!” He moaned as their bodies we slapping together, both sweating, and he was grunting with his thrusts. He was close….. so close. He knew she was close too. “DO.. NOT… CUM!!” He said word with its own breath. He wanted to push her all the way. He was fucking her brains out, and he was so close to the finish. He could feel the geyser building and rumbling inside of him. He was so close to erupting inside of her. “Baby, please, please, please, I need your cum… mmmm… cum for me Baby,” she pleaded with him in that needy voice that gets him hard every time she uses it…. he picked up the pace. He wanted to finish…now! “OOOOHH….NOOOOO!!!…Baby, I need to cum, baby…..MMMMM… baby….I nee” she begged, “Do Not Cum, Sweetheart,” he cut her off, “NNNNNGH… Babe, please, I can’t,” she whined, “You CAN and you WILL,” he ordered ramming her pussy with each word for effect. He was so close….so fucking close… “Nooo… nooo… babe, pleeeeeeassassee, I need to cum, please, ma…ma…may I cuuuumm?” She begged, her body was literally shaking trying to hold off the massive orgasm that’s been building all morning long. “NO, hold on Babe, you can do it,” he said encouraging her beyond her self control, he’s only pushed one other time like this and he was in the room then touching her then… “Shit! Shit! Shit!…FUUUCK, Babe!” She cursed. She gets a potty mouth when she gets super needy, and incoherent. “Nnnnngggh…. mmmmm…. nnnoooooo…” she moans holding off. He slams her harder than he has all morning hammering her pussy….
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” He moans as he releases he semen deep inside of her erupting into her like he hasn’t all morning!
“NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” She cums squirting hard, harder than she has any other time they have been together. Her entire body shakes violently and she is held down by his strong hand holding her clasped wrists above her head. She cums so hard she is crying. His cock is soaking wet from her squirting all over him, and the bed. She is exhausted, twitching with every stroke as he continues to move in and out of her slowly riding out the orgasm she just had.
Slowly moving in and out, calming her body… her overly sensitive body. He reaches up to remove the blindfold, and light floods her eyes For the first time in several minutes. Her eyes are watery, and tears running down her cheeks. Her body is wrecked with emotions and tingling from the overstimulation. Her pussy is sore, her nipples are raw, her legs almost cramped. She just lays there open, satiated, satisfied, and terrified…she came… she didn’t hold out… she disobeyed… she let him down… He sees the scrunching of her forehead and the worried look on hem in her watery eyes… He kisses her, deeply, sensually and he lets her hands go and she reaches then up to wrap the Mmmmmm around his neck and to touch him. “Mmmmmm” she moans into his mouth. She forgot how long it has been since she kissed him, and how going without touching him had as effect on her. She crave his touch, yes; but she needed to touch him just as much as she needed him to touch her. She was feeling better, more like herself with him, that this was a fucking good morning with him… she smiled even as she kissed him she couldn’t help but smile. He felt her smile as they were kissing, “feeling better?” HS asked between kisses. “Mmmmhhhhmmm” she hummed while she kept kissing him. “Sweet (kiss) heart (kiss)?” He asked. “Hmm? (Kiss)” she hummed, not willing to stop kissing in this glorious afterglow.
“Did (kiss) you (kiss) have (kiss) permission?” He asked, she stopped kissing and wouldn’t make eye contact with him. He grinned wickedly, took his hand to cup one side of her face and force her to loo at him. She saw that wicked grin, she knew that wicked grin wouldn’t mean anything good for her ass, but she wasn’t actually sorry for one of the best damn orgasms she’s had with him so far… “what am I going to do with you?” He asked as he leaned down for another kiss. “Whatever the fuck you want, Sir,” she cooed confidently as she pulled him into that wanted kiss, with tongues licking and dancing with one another like a tongue tango. Yeah, she knew who she was, she was his…all his…her mind.. her heart… her body… all belonged to him and she was proud to be his woman, his muse, his inspiration, his love, his sweetheart… his goddess of a woman that allowed this man, and only this man, to do whatever the fuck he desired with her! She wouldn’t put it past him if he forced her orgasm without permission just to give her a funishment later… she grinned while they made out, holding on to him until he was done. Then they could go eat breakfast, she was starving!
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