There was something about the way he touched his beard that sent her wild. His fingers brushing through that hair the way that she wanted to. She sat in at the corner of the bar, in the darkness. Her black dress helping her camouflage into the darkness. It rode up at the side where her legs were crossed. Her breasts sat high and were adorned with a black inverted cross. She watched and sipped on her wine; she was always watching. Her eye had been on a couple of men tonight but none more than this one. He had a darkness to him that spoke to her own. He moved his body in a way that sent electricity through her vein. He turned and started headed towards the bar. She watched as he leant forward to speak to the bartender and willed him to turn his head, he did. Their eyes met in the darkness and she licked her lips while looking directly into his eyes. He looked down and back up a little unsure that it was him she was looking at.
He let his eyes look all the way down to her boots that laced to her knees. When he made it back to her face, she was looking right at him. The bartender handed him his drink, before he paid, he pointed in her direction. The four steps he took in her direction were so sexy it was foreplay. Drink in one hand he ran his fingers back through his long hair as he walked. His black suede pants hung around his cock in a way that was just revealing enough to feed her imagination. He gestured to the bar stool next to her and she nodded.
“King.” He said holding out his hand. She smiled with just her lips before taking his hand.
“Queen.” She said raising her eyebrows. The bartender appeared and set down another glass of wine in front of her.
“Hope you don’t mind.” He said, sliding it towards her. “I thought lubrication would be necessary as we got to know each other.” She leaned in towards him until she was centimetres from his face.
“What makes you think I want to get to know you?” She asked. He looked a little shocked but intrigued. She took a sip of her drink as she leant back. He took a sip of his drink as he continued to look at her.
“Queen of Mystery.” He flirtatiously said as he looked in her eyes.
“What brings you out tonight?” She asked him.
“We’re playing a gig here tomorrow night, thought I’d check it out tonight, get accustomed to the patrons. Which I now see are mysterious and distracting. And you? What brings you here tonight?”
“I’m looking for something.” She slightly parted her legs as she spoke, and her eyes asked him if that something was him.
“What are you looking for? Maybe I can help you.” He spoke seductively as he caressed the glass he was holding.
“A Queen needs a throne don’t you think?” She put her drink to her lips and slowly sipped it watching him, waiting for him to understand. She parted her legs a little more to help him understand. His lips turned upwards in a grin when he twigged to what she meant.
“I have one upstairs if you’d like to take a look.” She didn’t answer him, she continued to sip her wine until it was empty and then she stood up. He took her lead and stood too.
“This way Your Majesty.” He signalled to a staircase near the back of the bar, it led to the rooms upstairs. He stayed behind her as she walked up them.
“To the left. Number thirteen.” He directed her.
She waited at his door, leaning back with one leg bent up resting on it. He stood close to her and their noses almost touched.
“What makes you think this throne of yours is ready for royalty?” She whispered.
“I guess I’m just hoping it is. Would you like to test it first?” She nodded. He brought his hand up to the side of her face and put his lips on hers. She welcomed them, parting her lips and sliding her tongue into his mouth. His lips were warm and soft, and his tongue flicked into her mouth demonstrating its skillset. She ran her hand up the side of his body as they kissed, her vulva was swelling with lust as his pheromones called to her.
He pulled away from the kiss and opened the door. She reached for his face again and continued kissing him. She walked backwards pulling him with her. He kicked the door closed once they were inside. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him towards the bed. He fell into a sitting position as his calves hit the end of it. She climbed onto his lap and continued to kiss him. Her body wanted all of him, she pressed her breasts and her hips into his body as he ran his hands down underneath her. Her fingers ran through his hair as she found herself almost grinding onto him to satisfy her needy clit. She put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him backwards, leaning down to kiss him. She could feel his hardness beneath his zip, and she rubbed herself on it.
“The Queen will take her seat now.” She breathed into his ear before crawling up his body and sitting on his face. She pulled her underwear to the side, pulled her lips open and pushed herself down onto him. The hair above his lip poked into her clit as she gyrated on his face. His hands came up to hold onto her thighs as he pushed his tongue inside.
“I need you to lick my arsehole now.” She said, turning around and sitting back on his face. Her voluptuous cheeks covered his eyes, nose and mouth.
“Lick it.” She ordered him, bouncing a little on his face. He slipped his tongue out and teased her with it. She put her hands on his body and used it to bounce harder.
“I’m going to make you lick it until you can’t breathe.” His cock hardened as the Queen made her demands which he obeyed. She put her hands to her clit as he licked her and worked it fast. She murmured to herself as her body begged her for release. She turned back around and allowed him to take a breath.
“What should I do now?” He asked her as she climbed back onto his face, pushing her clit down into his mouth.
“Shhh.” She said, silencing him with her body. The hairs of his face were like tiny pin pricks stimulating her clit from the top as his soft tongue rolled from the bottom. She pushed down hard into him forcing him to open his mouth wider. He squeezed her thighs as she rode him, his tongue working as quickly as her thrusts. She started to moan and softly squeak as she neared her release. Her hips moving faster forcing his head into the mattress underneath. She squeezed her vaginal muscles to stimulate herself from inside and that was the final touch she needed.
“Yes! Good Boy. Keep going.” She said as she rode his face with ecstasy, holding onto her orgasm as best she could. She slowed her pace a little as the pleasure faded a little but kept her pressure on him. She swayed her hips forward as she squeezed herself up and down on him. She was close to cumming again and started to speed up, his hands moved down to her arse and squeezed it, pulling it open and rousing the fire within her. She came again and wildly gyrated through it. The vibration from the bouncing was just another level of pleasure for her. She turned around once more and forced her arsehole back to his mouth. He licked and sucked at it until she leant down and opened his pants. His cock sprung out and she crawled down to sit on it. He sat up and pushed himself inside of her. She was facing away from him, her feet on the floor helping her pound up and down on him. He slipped his hand down and tapped on her clit, his other hand moved up and around her throat pulling her head back. He thrust up into her as she came down on him hard until she was crying out with bliss. She spun and dropped to her knees, licking his cock from base to tip. She put her hand to it and held it upright, pulling his foreskin all the way down. Her tongue worked him slowly, teasing his sensitivity. She kept it slow, holding back his orgasm for as long as she could. One slow lick after another until her couldn’t take it any longer and his serpent started spitting its joy all over her hand. She held it tightly until it stopped pulsing in her hand. He reached down and brought her face to his. As he pressed his lips to her, she could feel and taste herself on him. She climbed up to straddle him, pushing his cock into his body with her vulva. She rocked into him a little as their tongues danced, thanking the other for their efforts.
“How did you find your throne Your Majesty?” He asked pulling out of the kiss.
“It was pleasurable.” She smiled and kissed him again. “You do good work.” She stood up and turned away. He playfully slapped her on her naked arse.
“Happy to be of assistance to a Queen so mighty.” She disappeared into his bathroom as he fell back onto the bed, breathing deeply and still tasting her on his lips.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hljzee/sexify_july_day_5_queening