She stood before me, her legs slightly parted, her black pvc trousers pulled down to the top of her thigh high boots. As she wrapped her belt around her hand to give her a firmer grip, I sensed it tighten around my neck as she drew me in towards her crotch, her shiny g-string at mouth level. She parted her legs further, her stiletto heels now either side of my thighs as I knelt before her.
She bent towards me slightly, smiling. ‘Make me shine with you tongue, lick my g-string until I am totally satisfied with your performance.’ With that she straightened up and arched her back slightly, forcing her pelvis forward making herself accessible for me. At the same time, she pulled again on my makeshift leash. I intuitively tried to pull back, knowing this to be wrong. I placed a hand on each of her hips in order to try and keep a distance from her and as I did so, I felt her flesh tighten as though by a reflex action.
It was wrong. My job was to protect and nature her, to support and keep her fulfilled. My mind said one thing, my hands, feeling the tightness of the skin on her hips, and my nose filling with the scent of the pvc she wore, and her womanhood told me something different. She pulled roughly on my lead. ‘Do it, now!’ she ordered, making the tiniest movement towards me as if in an attempt to encourage me.
My nose and mouth were now against the black pvc -triangle covering her modesty. I was overwhelmed by the feel, the texture and the smell. Gripping her hips tighter, I pulled her towards me, convincing myself that this was supporting her, nurturing her, giving her all she wanted (and that tomorrow it would probably never be spoken of again).
‘That’s it, that so good.’ She drew out the sounding of the word ‘so’, as my tongue slid over the first patch of her g-string, wetting the surface as I drew it from side to side until it came into contact with flesh at which point, I returned to the middle of the little patch and kissed and licked my way up and down. I became more eager, lapping faster, fervently at her covered pussy.
‘That’s it, make my pussy shine, make your face glisten.’ She pushed herself onto me. ‘I want to feel your tongue trying to fuck me through the material: harder.’
I tried harder, I tried to push up through the wet, slimy material, sensing and feeling her pussy lips beneath the tightness caused by the pressure of my tongue as it tried to grip the material to allow for greater depth.
Her breathing had quickened, her head was tossed back, before returning to look down upon me, like an audience to my efforts. I could taste her juice mingling with my saliva and that spurred me on to please her to a greater degree, my hands now on her ass, as I pulled her closer, wanting her to give me greater access. I was aware of her mouth opening , a slight moan, very breathy, escaping.
As I continued, my tongue now feeling tired, almost swollen, I felt her hand by my mouth. She eased the string aside, and my tongue slipped into the warmth of her soaking pussy, tasting the full glory of her warm, silky wetness as she pushed the back of my head harder against her, feeling my tongue go deeper. ‘Fuck me with your tongue- use it as though it is a snake flicking against my clit. I need to come in your mouth.’
With that, she stepped back slightly, pushed me to the floor, my lower legs trapped beneath me. Turning her back to me she positioned herself above me, and with great care placed the heels of her boots over each wrist, pinioning my arms to the floor between heel and sole. As she lowered herself onto me, she spoke. ‘I am going to make you mine. You are going to learn that I will fuck you when and how I like. You will fuck me only as I wish; you will fuck to order and as ordered.’ As she lowered herself onto me, cutting off my ability to breathe, she writhed back and forth on my mouth, grinding herself against me. Her hands traced down my thighs: she used this pressure to push against my mouth. Just as my head began to rock from side to side in a vain attempt to get air, her fingers wrapped around my shaft, rubbing, caressing the length as I began to throb to her touch.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mh70e3/my_step_daughter_takes_controlpart_3_mf_light
Absolutely wonderful. Can’t wait for more!