She’s standing in front of the mirror putting in her earrings when he appears behind her.
His body pressing up against hers, whispering in her ear “Don’t move.”
Their eyes are locked when he moves away her dark hair, exposing her neck. Trailing a finger from below her ear towards her collar bone. Goosebumps emerge all over her skin.
He takes a deep inhale while his hand trails up. “You know that perfume drives me crazy…” Closing his fingers gently around her throat. A smile forms across her lips.
“Turn around.” he commands “And kneel for me.”
She looks into his eyes while getting on the floor. Her tongue licking her bottom lip, knowing it turns him on even more.
He unbuckles his pants, his erection struggling to be freed. She takes over, stroking him through his boxers. Pulling the elastic band down so his cock bobs up and down infront of her face.
She takes his shaft into her hand, trailing his head across her lips. His hand gathers her hair into his fist, ready to control the motion.
His cock slides over her tongue all the way to the back of her throat. A deep moan escapes him, grabbing her hair tighter. “I fucking love how you take my cock.” Moving his hips back and forth, letting his cock slip up and down her tongue, increasing the speed.
“You’re going to make me come baby, but we don’t want that right know do we?” Pushing all the way in, holding her head in place, while catching his breath.
“Get on all fours in front of the mirror.” He pushes her damp panties aside, exposing her swollen, wet lips. “I see you’re wearing the plug like I asked you… Good girl.”
“Now look at me as I push into you…” the head of his cock is pressed against her entrance, he pushes in slowly, she’s tighter as usual because of the plug.
The sensation makes her want to grab onto something, but there is nothing within reach, no sheets or matras to clench onto. So she channels her feeling elsewhere and begins to moan loudly.
“Look at me babygirl, eyes up.” But she struggles to obey his command. He spanks her, making her eyes snap back toward the mirror, looking into his eyes. “Good girl…”
He’s finally all the way in and begins to thrust into her, one hand digging into her hip, the other one placed on the plug. “Fuck, you feel so tight…”
He’s pounding now, unable to control himself. “Moan for me… Let me feel you come all over my cock.”
She usually needs to rub her clit to orgasm, but the sensation caused by the plug and his cock makes her feel like she’s about to explode. He thrusts a few more times before her arms give out and she climaxes hard, her pussy contracting around his cock, making him shoot his cum into her throbbing pussy.
When she finally reaches the bathroom, still unsteady on her feet, she notices that her parfum bottle is almost empty. Making a mental note to order a new one… Immediately.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qybe90/her_parfume_fm