I’m moaning now, arching my back as my body burns with anticipation. I need him to—fuck! He slides his finger inside my pussy with one sudden movement, driving it straight to my G-spot. He leaves it for a few seconds, and then slides one more finger inside of me. Still lapping at my clit with his tongue, he starts fingering, his rhythm a feverish one right from the start. I want to grab his hair, to force his head down and thrust my pussy against his mouth; but my hands are tied, and that quite literally. It’s frustrating as hell but, on the other hand, it’s also exhilarating. He’s in control right now, and all I can do is submit.
Still, he knows what I need when I need it. And so, wasting no time, he opens his mouth wide and starts sucking and licking while he fingers me, destroying me with his fingers and his mouth. He does it mercilessly; licking my fluids and hitting my G-spot each time he buries his fingers deep inside of me.
It doesn’t take more than a minute; my body tenses up, a pleasant warmness climbing from my pussy to my brain, and I just explode. I grind my teeth so harshly I might break my jaw, breathing hard as spasms of utter ecstasy take over every single muscle in my body.
He keeps on licking and fingering me while I come, and he does it until another orgasm starts showing up on the crest of the first one. I explode again, two orgasms raging inside of me at the same time. Yeah, hun, multiple orgasms are a thing. I’m one of these women that thought they were a myth, but here’s the proof.
Sighing loudly, I open my eyes as Chase slides his fingers out of me, lifting his head at the same time. I look into his eyes as he goes up to his knees, my fluids glistening on the skin around his mouth.
He swings his legs out of the bed and, going up to his feet, grins.
“Come here, Carla,” he orders me, and I somehow manage to roll out of the bed. I’m standing up when he places his hands on my shoulders. “No, on your knees.” The sound of his voice acts like a spell, and that’s all it takes for my knees to buckle. They touch the ground quickly, and I just kneel there, looking up at him while my heart pounds against my ribcage.
Mischievousness all over his face, he undoes the top button on his pants, and then pulls his zipper down. My heart tightens up as I see that huge shape straining against his boxers briefs, and I even forget to keep breathing as he pushes his boxers down his legs. He step out of his clothes and, standing there, towers over me like some kind of naked god. His body is so perfect that he seems like a marble statue, one carved by one of these masters of the Renaissance. If Da Vinci was alive, Chase would be his model.
He doesn’t need to tell me what he wants me to do, and that's because I want the same thing. I lean toward him with slightly parted lips, and all he does is angle his cock down, its tip pointed straight at my mouth. I stop one inch away from it, and just reach for the tip with my tongue, running it in circles and feeling his salty flavor inundate me.
Instead of taking him in my mouth, I tilt my head sideways and slide my tongue down his shaft. I only stop when I’m close to his balls and, lost in a whirlwind of lust, I open my mouth as wide as I can and suck one of his balls in. I flick my tongue at it, feeling its weight in my mouth, and only then do I pull back.
Going back up his shaft, this time I wrap my lips around the tip of his cock. I lower myself over his huge member, allowing his length to roll over my mouth until its tip is pressed tight against the back of my throat. I open my eyes just to realize that, even though the tip of his cock is touching the back of my throat, there are still at least two inches of his cock outside my mouth. I make one extra effort and push myself down, somehow fitting all of his length inside of me, my lips brushing against the skin at the base of his cock.
“Fuck, that’s good,” he breaths out, and that’s when I slide back out. Bobbing my head back and forth, I start ravaging his monstrous cock as hard as I can. It pains me that, with my hands tied behind my back, I can’t grab it, but that just makes me suck him even more fiercely.
I go so fast the muscles in my neck start to hurt, but I don’t let that stop him. I use the pain as fuel to go even harder, the wet sound of my lips going up and down his shaft filling my whole bedroom.
Then, suddenly, Chase grabs me and forces me to stop. I turn my eyes up to him, and the lustful smile on his face makes my insides clench. Holding my head in place, both his hands in my hair, he starts to thrust. Sliding his cock in and out of me at a furious pace, there’s no other way to describe what he’s doing; he’s fucking my mouth as if he were fucking my pussy and, by God, it feels amazing.
He ravages my mouth for God knows how long, and only stops when a violent spasm takes over his cock. Groaning, he grits his teeth and then pulls back, sliding his cock out of my mouth.
“Fuck, I love how tight your mouth is…” he tells me, and his deep voice makes my pussy flare up with a burning need. I need him inside of me, and I need it now.
“My pussy is tighter,” I tease him, my words like an open invitation.
“I know,” he whispers quietly, going down to his knees right in front of me. Grabbing me by the shoulders, he forces me to turn around and then pushes my head down; still on my knees, I lay my face down on the mattress while he grabs the tie around my wrists. Closing in on me, he keeps me bent over while he guides his cock to the wet spot between my thighs.
Instead of thrusting right away, he just brushes the tip of his cock up and down the length of my pussy, teasing me. He still isn’t thrusting but I’m already moaning, electric anticipation making me feel lightheaded.
“Fuck me... I need your cock,” I tell him, turning my head to the side so that the mattress doesn’t muffle my words. “Please,” I then add, and that does it. My moans turn into a wild scream as he thrusts, his cock flying deep inside my pussy until all of his twelve inches are in me.
“You’re right… It’s so much tighter,” he says, thrusting at a hard pace and making my body burn with pleasure. His thighs slap my ass cheeks rhythmically, and I let the sound lull me into a trance.
Still grabbing the tie, he rides me hard, doing it like a true cowboy. That thought makes me smile, but my smile only lasts for a fraction of a second; one hard thrust of his and I open my mouth wide, gasping as the tip of his cock hits my G-spot. He does it over and over again and, like a ticking bomb, my body starts the short countdown to a mind-bending orgasm.
I don’t how many mores thrusts it takes; all I know is that when the orgasm hits, it hits in full force. Thunder and lightning rage under my skin, a storm of ecstasy lashing at my rational mind and choking it down. I don’t even know if I’m moaning or screaming, although I can feel my vocal chords stretched to the limit, my throat growing raw with each passing second.
Instead of stopping, Chase just keeps on fucking me through my orgasm, pistoning into me like the perfect piece of manly engineering he is. His cock goes back and forth like clockwork, and it doesn’t take long for my insides to start flaring up once again. I come once more, and this in a matter of seconds. Seriously, how does he even do it? He can’t be a regular human being; I’m almost sure that he came down from Cowboy Planet, his purpose to bring pleasure to women.
I’m breathing so hard that my lungs might collapse any second now. Somehow, though, that doesn’t happen, and that’s good, since I want to keep going. I simply can’t grow tired of his cock.
“Now let’s set you free,” he whispers, undoing the knot on his tie and taking it out. With my hands finally free, I go up to my feet and turn on my heels, looking down at Chase. I place one foot on his ch
est and I push him down onto the floor; he goes down willingly and, before he can do a thing, I’m on him. I straddle him like a wild cat, clawing at his hard pectorals with my fingernails, and he grabs my ass.
“Now I’m the one doing the fucking,” I tell him with a chuckle, grabbing his cock by the root and pointing it up. I raise myself slightly, just enough to place the tip of his cock against my pussy, and then I start lowering my body over his wild python. I groan as, very slowly, I allow him to slide inside of me. When his mast is halfway inside my pussy, I just lower myself in one sudden movement and scream.
Wasting no time, I rock my hips back and forth, working his cock with a fury I didn’t even know I was capable of. I go so fast that, in a matter of a few seconds, large beads of sweat start making their way down my forehead and into my face, going over my lips and inundating me with the saltiness of my effort.
“Fuck, that’s good,” he exhales, reaching for my tits and squeezing them eagerly. He pinches both of my nipples at the same time, and that just makes me go even harder. Needing an extra edge, I stop for a few seconds, just to plant my feet by the side of his thighs. Squatting over his cock, I start jumping up and down so fast that, if I miscalculate my movements, I might just end up breaking his cock in half. That or he’ll split me in two.