As sweet as sin, that is.
I go for it once more, my eyelids closing as I wrap my lips tightly around her clit. I suck on it, pressing down with my tongue at the same time; her fingers curl around my hair more harshly, and I can already feel her breathing becoming more ragged. That just makes me suck on her even more eagerly, her flavor inundating my mind and making me lose all sense of self.
Opening my mouth as wide as I can, I press it against her folds, jabbing my tongue past her inner lips as I place one arm over her waist, my hand reaching for her clit. I find it with two fingers and I immediately start rubbing her soft sweet spot. A tenuous moan leaves her lips, her hands running back and forth over my hair; then, with her fingers acting like hooks on my hair, she pulls on my head as she thrusts with her hips. I go insane, her scent climbing all the way up to my brain like a bullet. I’m no longer eating her out - I’m devouring her, my tongue and fingers working her with a hunger only Megan can tame.
I keep on sucking and licking until I feel her close to the verge of ecstasy. Then I keep going, her moan turning into a loud sigh as she arches her back against the wall, her body becoming as tense as a coiled spring.
Thrusting hard against my mouth, she comes hard, holding my head in place as I feel sweet little spasms taking over the muscles in her thighs. Only when the pressure in her fingers eases up do I pull back, slowly opening my eyes and looking up at her. Her eyes are still closed, her head against the wall as she tries to catch her breath. I put the leg she has over my shoulder down on the floor and stand up, her towel falling down over her waist and covering her. I almost reach for it, anxious to simply rip it off and shred it to pieces - but saner thoughts prevail and, somehow, I manage to control my urges.
“You taste amazing,” I whisper against her ear, my cock tenting my boxer briefs and pants. “I love how your pussy tastes, Megan.”
With a smile on her lips, she opens her eyes slowly and purrs, her words driving me completely insane.
“Let me taste it then,” she says, and I’m leaning forward toward her before I have even understood her words. Before our lips touch, she runs her tongue from my chin to my mouth, taking in her own fluids; then, with our mouths pressed tight against each other, we both part our lips and let our tongues wrestle against one another, my hands all over her perfect body.
“I want that tight mouth of yours,” I find myself saying, a grin dawning on my lips. “I want to feel your lips around my cock, and I want to fuck that sweet mouth,” I continue, brushing my thumb over her perfect full lips.
She grins back at me, a flicker of defiance in her eyes.
“Or what?” She defies me, the air around us crackling with possibilities. I say nothing - I just place one hand inside the pocket of my pants and fish out a tie I had placed there before coming to her bedroom.
Don’t look at me like that - I had a feeling that things could get interesting, and I decided that maybe I could spice things up a little.
And guess what? I was right.
“There’s no ‘or what’,” I tell her, letting her know that things are going to happen exactly like I told her. Raising my arms up, I run my fingers over the length of the tie and then place it over her eyes, tying it behind her head. She remains still as I do it, allowing me to blind her momentarily.
“See? It’s so much easier when you obey,” I chuckle softly, my fingers on the nape of her nape. Holding my breath, I let my fingers wander down and then I hook them on her towel, right above her breasts. With a quick tug, I unwrap the towel and it falls at her feet, revealing her perfect silhouette.
I start breathing again, sighing heavily as I take in her delicious figure. Her rosy nipples are already hard, and I can almost feel them calling for me. Then, I let my eyes fall down to her pussy and I smile to myself as I realize how wet she is, her folds glistening from her juices and my saliva. I bring my gaze up to her face and, looking at her parted lips, I feel that urge once more, the urge that makes me want to take over her mouth.
“On your knees,” I tell her then, the tone of my voice leaving no room for a challenge. She goes down on her knees at once, her hands sliding down my chest until she has her fingers hooked on my belt. With her index finger she traces the contour of my cock, using her touch as a replacement for her sight. As she starts to unbuckle my belt my cock pushes harder against my pants, pulsing with raw uncontrollable desire. Oh, I need this.
My belt taken care of, she starts to unbutton my pants, my cock pushing out against the fabric of my boxer briefs. I can’t help but close my eyes and sigh sharply as she presses the palm of her hand against my erection, massaging my shaft with slow cautious movements. Then, no warning at all, her fingers curl around the hem of my boxer briefs and she tugs them down; my cock jumps free immediately, slapping the palm of her hand hard.
I open my eyes, looking down at Megan as she grabs my cock with her small delicate hand. I usually don’t brag about how big I am, but right now, watching her petite fingers struggling to wrap themselves around my shaft… Well, I can’t help but see myself as a very big guy. And do you know what a big guy like me enjoys? A tight pussy - one just like Megan’s.
As Megan starts to stroke me, her hand moving back and forth over my shaft, I place both my hands on top of her head and run my fingers through her silky hair. Her head sways gently as I move my hands, her mouth dangerously close my cock; her lips are slightly parted, as if she’s readying herself.
“You want it as much as I do, don’t you?” I ask her, slightly moving my hips forward so that the tip of my cock is just an inch away from her delicious lips. She nods obediently, a smile taking over her lips.
“I do,” she whispers, her sweet breath on my cock sending a shiver up my spine. She runs her tongue between her lips, almost as if she’s preparing herself for what’s going to happen next. “I want it.”
“Open your mouth,” I tell her, her lips parting immediately. I take one hand off of her head and, placing my hand over hers, I grab my cock, pushing it down and aiming it straight at her mouth. I brush its tip over the gap between her lips, slowly moving my cock left and
right. “I can’t get enough of this,” I tell her, gently moving my hips forward and pushing my tip inside her mouth. With both hands again on her head, I keep it in place as I push my cock deeper in, sliding it over her tongue until I can almost feel the back of her throat. “Show me what you can do, Megan,” I continue, and she wraps her lips hard around my shaft, almost as if my words were sending ripples of anticipation through her mind.
Fighting back against the hold I have on her, she pushes her lips down my shaft until they meet the skin at the base. She pushes further down and I can’t help but look down and marvel at the sight, my whole length inside of her mouth. Once again, I’m not exactly a small guy - and it takes one hell of a woman to do what she’s doing right now. A talented woman. As her lips meet the base of my cock she looks up and, even though she has my tie wrapped around her head, I instinctively smile down at her as she slowly rolls her mouth back over my shaft.
“That’s good,” I tell her with a grin. “Fuck, Megan, you’re a talented woman.” As a response, she goes back down again, her movements so precise and seductive that I feel my brain melting inside my skull. I breathe out deeply, trying to keep myself together as she starts to caress my balls with one hand. If this continues for too long I’m going to cum in her mouth pretty soon.
Wanting to take control again, I grab her head harshly, forcing her to stop moving altogether. The moment she’s still, I start to thrust, fucking her mouth just like I promised her I would do. I look down, my heart beating fast as I watch my shaft flying in and out of her mouth. I go fast, as fast as I can, and close my eyes as I feel my insides clenching.
I force myself to slow down until I stop, my cock spasming inside her mouth as I take a deep breath, stopping myself from coming. And let me tell you, that’s not an easy task - right now I want nothing more than to fill her warm mouth with my cum and see it drip down her chin to between her breasts. I can already imagine myself scooping whatever spilled out of her mouth with my tongue - yeah, Megan makes me this insane. And hell, I just love it. I never had a woman making me feel like this, each time she touches me just another step closer toward losing control.
“Come here,” I say, taking my cock out of her mouth and grabbing her by the hand. I pull her up to her feet and then, bending over, I pick her up from the floor and carry in her my arms toward the bed. I drop her over the mattress and then kick off my shoes; she lays back, and I can tell that she’s waiting for me to follow after her. Not wanting to make her wait, I step out of my pants and boxer briefs, and then take off my shirt in a hurry, my heart kicking against my chest in desperation.
I place one knee up on the mattress but then, remembering something, I pick my pants off the floor and rummage through my pockets. You see, I came prepared and brought more than just one tie. And now, holding the second tie in my hands, I finally climb up on the bed.