Highest Bidder

I wanted him to see. I wanted him to be shocked. The need had been building for years.

I gave my clit another hard smack, and my back arched off the chair as a trickle of pure lust oozed down from my opening. Almost incoherent with excitement, I saw Brent jump out of his chair and in moments, he was on me. Flinging my hand aside, he covered my cleft with his mouth in a brutal suck.

My cry was wild, torn from somewhere deep inside me, as waves of pleasure locked my body into a stiff arc. As though he expected me to fight him off, he threw a hand across my stomach to keep me in place. With a hard lick, he lapped up the juices pouring out of me. From the base to the top, and back to the base. Then he sucked on my swollen clit like a starving beast. It was like nothing I could have imagined.

“Brent,” I cried, my whole body shivering violently. I had touched myself countless times, but never once had it felt like this. I was seizing, my vision and mind losing coherence. Nothing existed beyond the ecstasy ramming through me.

His tongue dug into me and my hands clawed ferociously into his thick hair. Swinging my legs off the arms of the chair, I locked them against the sides of his head, entrapping him.

Undaunted, he dug even further into my sex, his hands grabbing my hips to hold me in place.

“Fuck … fuck. Fuck.” I crumbled, my entire frame twisting with sensation. Another climax was on its way. With both of my legs on the floor, I pushed us both forwards and we collapsed on the ground, my pussy on his face.

Shamelessly, I began to ride his mouth, wetting his flesh with the drenched lips of my sex. He caught up in a heartbeat, and I could have sworn I heard a feral chuckle from him, but I was too far gone to properly register anything other than the ephemeral pleasure I was chasing.

With my hands on the ground for balance, I rode his tongue, like an unthinking beast, and when his teeth bit down on my clit without warning, I exploded on him.

“F-uuuc-kkkkk,” I screamed, my entire body jutting forward and landing on the rug. I felt my fingers grabbing the fur of the rug as my eyes rolled back into my head. Even then, I couldn’t stop writhing my hips against him, wringing every ounce of pleasure I could out of his sarcastic aristocratic lips.

As the moments ticked by, I tried to contain the sweet tremors that were still rocking through me. I regained some semblance of reality and my heart found its way back to a semi-normal rhythm. As my brain restarted functionality, I realized that my ass was jutting out and completely exposed to his gaze. I started to rise but once again, Brent’s hand came for me. Locking my hips in place with an iron grip, he spread me further apart and began to lick me clean. It was all too much too soon. I found myself struggling once again to breathe.

“Brent,” I gasped, but he was relentless as he lapped up every trace of my explosion up my thighs and between the crevices of my sex, even my ass. It was beyond invasive and I almost couldn’t believe what was happening.

I could feel myself start responding to him again, so I tried to scramble away from him, but his strong grip wouldn’t let me move even an inch away. I had no choice but to submit to his tongue. Only when he was finished and I was once again utterly turned on, did he move his way upwards. When he was aligned with my body, he lifted me off the floor and put me on top of his body.

I was a tangled mess of naked limbs, but before I could even manage to find some sort of balance, his mouth and hands were on my breasts, kneading the swollen mounds and sucking my engorged nipples.

His suction tightened every single muscle inside of me until I was almost painfully taut and dripping all over again. All I could do to ease the insatiable ache was to ride my sex against the hard ridges of his torso.

“You’re driving me out of my fucking mind,” he rasped.

For some crazy reason, my heart swelled with intense emotion at his words, but I didn’t allow the primitive elation to show on my face. His hands moved away from my breasts and began to unbuckle his belt. I could feel the hardened swell of his cock, straining against the material.

His lips stretched out into a wolfish grin, the pearly perfect whites stealing my breath away. He was so damned handsome. I felt enraptured by his beauty as I stared down at him, my eyes inspecting the curve of his brows, the rise of his strong nose and the sensuous swell of his soft lips. I could hardly believe that just a moment ago they were eating me out. I’d have given anything to slip my tongue into his mouth.

“Why won’t you kiss me?” I asked, almost angry at the deprivation.

Instead of replying, he stared back at me, quietly as though he was trying to see something. He slipped his hand into his pocket breaking the moment between us and brought out a condom. He put it on the ground and roughly pushed his pants and underwear down his hips just enough to set his dick free.

I felt it spring free against my back, rock hard, thick, strong and vital. He tore open the condom packet and expertly rolled it on to his massive cock. Of course, I’d seen a man’s cock in porn movies, but seeing it in the flesh, one as huge as his thrilled me.

I wanted my mouth on him, so I lowered my lips to his neck. Placing hard almost brutal kisses on his skin, I nipped and sucked my way up his heated flesh and along the line of his jaw. I moved to his face, and we both knew what I was going for. He allowed me, but as soon as my mouth reached the corners of his, he caught my bottom lip between his teeth.

“Ow.” I winced as I tried to drag the delicate flesh away. He smacked me hard on my bare ass once, then again, the spanks shooting pain as well as a sweet tinge of pleasure through my body. He did it again and again until my ass felt like it was on fire and I couldn’t take it anymore.