Playing Their Parts

“I…I need your tongue inside me,” Cassie admitted softly. “God, Stone, please!”

“That’s good,” he rumbled. “I love it when you beg for it, Mistress. Love to hear you beg me to taste your pussy.”

And, leaning forward, he parted her pussy lips delicately with his thumbs and gave her a long, thorough lick that started at the entrance of her channel and ended at the top of her slit.

Cassie moaned frantically as she felt his hot tongue drag over the sensitive bump of her clit. God, her partner was good at this! He had only just started but she could already tell he was an expert at going down.

“Stone!” she gasped, twitching her hips. “Oh, God…”

Her partner looked up at her, hunger burning in his pale blue eyes.

“Deeper,” he growled. “Need to taste you deeper, Cassandra.”

“Yes.” Cassie nodded. “Yes, okay—do it. Please, Stone—do it!”

She had no shame left anymore, she thought—it had all been swallowed in need. And when the big Kindred took her left leg and put it over his broad shoulder, spreading her pussy even wider for his oral assault, she didn’t even complain. She just tilted her pelvis forward, offering him greater access, begging for his tongue inside her again.

It was an invitation Stone was happy to take her up on. Leaning forward, he lapped hungrily at her open pussy, bathing her throbbing clit with his tongue and then sucking it into his mouth to circle it over and over until Cassie thought she was going to die of pleasure.

But it wasn’t just her clit he wanted to taste. Her partner lapped every inch of her swollen cunt, thrusting his tongue deep into the well of her pussy to lick her juices and then came back up again to suck her aching clit some more.

Cassie couldn’t hold still—she had never been tasted with such enthusiasm and skill before. Her partner’s expert oral attentions had her writhing and gasping as he lapped and sucked and penetrated her with his tongue. His fangs were out too—long and sharp—but he never even scratched her with them once.

“Stone!” she gasped, pumping her hips helplessly as he lapped her open cunt. “Stone, so close! Just need…need something more to help me come.”

Her partner looked up at her, his eyes blazing.

“You need penetration, Mistress,” he growled softly. “You need something long and thick and hard to thrust deep in your soft little pussy—something your inner walls can clench around while you come.”

“Yes!” Cassie gasped.

Then his words sank in fully. Was he talking about making love? But that was going too far—if they did that, they’d never be able to go back to just being friends.

“Wait…Stone?” she asked, looking down at him. “You’re not going to…you can’t, er, do that! I’m your Mistress—you must not penetrate me!”

“Don’t worry, Mistress—I’m not going to fuck you with my shaft,” he growled. “But I don’t think my fingers are thick enough to do the job and give you what you need. What about this?”

Cassie gasped when she saw that he was holding up the smooth leather handle of the flogger. It was much thicker than his fingers—though not nearly as thick as his shaft. Also, it was rounded on the end.

“Stone,” she said, her eyes going wide. “I don’t know…”

“I do,” her partner growled. “Trust me, Mistress—this will give your soft little pussy something nice and thick to grip while I make you come for me.”

And without any more hesitation, he pressed the rounded end of the flogger handle into the mouth of her pussy and began sliding it inside her.

Cassie gasped at the sudden invasion but she tried not to tense up. After all, Stone had said the magic words—“trust me”—and she did trust her partner, implicitly.

So when he pushed the thick black leather handle deeper into her pussy, instead of trying to get away, she spread wider and opened for him, allowing him easier access to her body.

“That’s right, Mistress,” Stone growled softly, looking up at her. “That’s right—spread your soft little pussy for me and let me fill it up. Open wide and let me fuck you nice and deep while I suck your sweet little clit until you come for me.”

His dirty talk and the thick black handle stretching her inner walls, turned Cassie on like nothing else in her entire life ever had. She had dreamed of being with a man who could dominate her—had fantasized of someone who would take control and push her boundaries—and now Stone was fulfilling her dreams and making her fantasies come true.

It was almost too much—she was so hot she thought she might pass out.

Her heart was drumming a crazy pattern in her chest and she was right on the edge—so close to coming that just one more little touch would send her right over the edge…

Then Stone leaned forward and sucked her clit into his hot mouth once more. Lapping her tight little button, he began fucking in and out of her, pressing the thick black handle deep inside her until he touched the end of her channel and found the mouth of her womb.