She nods. “Got it.”
I take a minute to just look at her, my cock going so hard at the vision laid out before me. Shedding my clothes, I take my length in my fist, pumping up and down while she watches, her mouth a perfect round O.
“You like what you see?”
She nods. “I want another taste.”
Fuck. I grip my shaft harder. I want to feel that hot mouth again too. Almost as much as I want to feel her pussy wrapped around me.
Climbing back on the bed, I peel her jeans down, taking her panties with them, and then she’s completely naked. Her pussy glistens with her arousal, and I dip my finger in.
Cydney wiggles, her hips bucking as I add another finger, sliding in and out of her while I continue to stroke myself with my other hand.
She gasps in breathy little pants that are so fucking sexy I don’t know what to do with myself. I just want to hear that sound all night long.
Her eyes go dark, her wrists pulling against the scarves that bind her, and I can tell she loves it. Loves being at my mercy. I continue to pump into her, bringing her higher and higher, then just as she starts to tip over the edge, I withdraw my fingers.
She grunts in frustration. “What are you doing? I need to cum. So close.”
I shake my head. “You’ll cum when I tell you to.”
Her eyes widen in surprise, but she doesn’t argue. Doesn’t resist.
Perfect. She is totally perfect.
“How about that taste?” I ask, crawling up over her until I have a knee on either side of her ribcage, my cock bouncing over her tits.
She licks her lips and nods.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Making me crazy.
I grab her tits, shoving them together, then thrust my cock between them over and over, groaning at the ecstasy of it all. When I look down, her mouth is open, waiting. So I thrust harder, the head of my dick hitting her tongue as I continue to fuck her tits.
Moaning, hips bucking, she looks up at me. “Please,” she says. “Touch me.”
I take a hand behind me and stroke it over her pussy while she continues to lap at me. And she’s so close. So wet. So desperate to cum.
I move my hand away again, teasing her. She pulls at the scarves, frustrated. “I need to touch you,” she pants. “To touch myself.”
“Why?”
“I need to cum,” she begs.
I lean down, my words a whisper against her lips before I claim her mouth in a kiss. “When I’m finally inside you, you’re going to cum harder than you can possibly imagine.”
More moaning. I smile. She has no idea just how much this delayed gratification will be worth it. I continue to tease her, bringing her close over and over with my hands, my mouth, everything but my cock. I touch her everywhere, loving how she responds to me. As if her entire body is consumed with pleasure that I’m providing.
But when she looks at me again and whispers, “Need you inside me,” I can’t wait any longer. I grab a condom and roll it on before pressing another kiss to her swollen lips.
“I’m going to give you everything you need now, baby.” And I wonder if maybe this perfect girl is everything I’ve ever needed.
Cydney
I’m bound. Trapped. Tied up to his bed with zero control over what happens next.
Yet I feel totally free.
Exposed and spread before him, I’m totally at his mercy. And I know he’s going to take care of me. He’s going to give me everything I need.