“Then stop. I’ll let you do whatever you want with my body... You just can't come,” she says, grinning at me.
“How did you come up with this punishment?” I ask her.
“It’s not a punishment, Cody. Just a challenge,” she says. “If you’re really going to try hard to be a better man, what better way than starting with some impulse control?”
Well, fuck. I've never been into that fucking tantric sex kind of bullshit, but today's a good day as any to start. If she thinks I can't do it, she's in for a big fucking surprise.
“Alright, ’sis... I'm in If that’s what you want, that’s what you get.”
“We’ll see,” she smiles, chomping on her lower lip as if she's already trying to picture my cock inside of her.
Fuck, all this theoretical conversation is making me go fucking crazy; I'm going to pin her against the wall and fuck the living daylights out of her. So she doesn't want me to fucking cum, right? Then I hope she can endure a twelve hour long session of physical punishment.
But before I can do a fucking thing about it, she goes to her knees, her hands sliding down my leg and settling on my thighs. Looking up at me with a grin, she grasps my cock by the base and starts to stroke it with a soft coming and going motion.
Fuck, I'm fighting against the urge to just push my cock against her lips and fill her little mouth with my raging erection. I thrust my hips just a little, but she moves her head back, grinning all the way. She's already learning something about the art of driving a man utter and completely mad.
She parts her lips and reaches with her tongue for me, flicking it against my cock as her hand keeps on stroking me at a steady pace. Leaning forwards just one inch, she starts tracing teasing circles around my tip, her lips dangerously close to my flesh.
My unconscious mind is almost getting the best of me, and I have to fucking grit my teeth so that I don't succumb to this dark desire pulsing inside me; I'm on the verge of grabbing her hair and forcing my cock inside her mouth, but I'm doing my very best to resist it. I should get a fucking medal for this.
Lapping her tongue at me, her eyes never leave mine – I can see in her grin that she's loving the torture she's inflicting upon me. Lucky for her, I don't mind being tortured by these sweet lips of hers.
“Fuck,” I say out loud the moment she leans into me and allows my cock to slide over her tongue and deep inside her mouth. Before I even know what I'm doing, my hands are on her head, following her motion as she starts to bob her head up and down; I start thrusting my hips, my length going in and out of her at a furious pace. There's no other way to describe what I'm doing: I'm fucking her mouth and, damn, she can take it more than anyone I've ever been with before.
Fuck, I need to be inside of her.
I pull my cock out of her mouth and, grabbing her wrist, I take her hand and make her get up. Grabbing her hair, I start kissing her again, anxious to devour and fuck her again.
“Don't you ever get tired?” she asks me, opening her eyes and smiling at me.
“What do you think?” I say immediately. “Never.”
I’m pressing hard on her clit and making her pant. “I’ll show you something you won't forget anytime soon, Kim.” I say. “I’ll show you how strong of a man I can be.”
“Do your best,” she grins, her hands on my chest. “Or your worst.”
She doesn't know what's about to happen to her. I let go of her clit and slide my finger over her folds, gently parting them with just my fingertip as I rub it up and down. Without any warning, I slide my finger inside of her as if it were a hook, doing it fast and harshly; as I do it, she lets her head rest against to my chest, closing her eyes again and moaning hard.
I push my finger in, going as deep as I can in an upwards motion; looking at her, I search with the tip of my finger until the lines on her face become creases of pure delight. I rub my fingertip in that spot inside of her, seeing her expression deepen.
“Close your eyes,” I whisper at her. “Let me take you to paradise,” I press with my finger inside of her, “And I’m going to make you fucking cum your brains out.”
She doesn't have a smart comeback this time. All she can do is surrender to my touch, all the muscles in her body twitching as I gently move my finger inside of her. She probably thinks I'm going to finger her into oblivion – and she isn't wrong about it-, but I want to do much more than that.
With my finger buried deep inside of her, I slowly turn my wrist so that I can place my thumb over her clit. She's thrusting her thighs already, clenching her ass cheeks as I drive her crazy by pressing on both her G-spot and clitoris at the same time. I start doing it faster, moans cascading out of her parted lips in an endless torrent.
I take my free hand to the nape of her neck and, grabbing a handful of her wet hair, pull her head back and let my mouth fall on her neck. I nibble at the tender flesh there, pulling and kissing as I feel the finger I have inside of her being squeezed tight by her inner walls.
Turning my wrist again, I make it so that I can lay one more finger over her pussy, slowly sliding it inside along the one already pressed on her G-spot. I curl it upwards, applying the right amount of pressure to have her moaning just slightly louder. It amazes me to no end how most women don't even know their own bodies... There's nothing better than using my fingers to awaken them to the potential hiding deep their insides.
Still grabbing her by the hair, I hold her head in place and press my mouth against hers, gently brushing my tongue along the sweet crevice between her lips. She opens her mouth then, gasping as I start rubbing my fingers harder and harder, showing her no mercy. She wanted to learn something, didn't she? Well, this lesson is about to make her come fucking hard.
Suddenly, I'm assaulted by an intense desire to feel my lips wrapped tight against her pussy: it's my turn to go down on my knees. Still with my fingers inside of her, I lean forwards and allow my tongue to lap against her clit. Soon enough, my lips are pressing hard on her wet mound, sucking there as if it was the most delicious thing in the whole fucking world. And, fuck, it really is – not the most delicious thing in the world, but in all the fucking universe.
I close my eyes and start to get lost in her taste, savoring her as the whole world fades around me. With my tongue I trace the full outline of her pussy, sucking on her inner lips and not leaving a single inch of her vagina unexplored. I've fucked a lot of women – and when I say a lot, I really mean an ungodly amount -, but all those past memories pale in comparison to the way her pussy feels against my hungry mouth.
I keep going faster until her moans turn into loud screams; her inner walls clench around my fingers, but I don't ease up on the pressure. I keep going until she throws her head back, her pussy spasming violently.