Shame Me Not

“Such a perfect little slut letting me use your body for my own pleasure, and liking it. I don’t even have to touch you and I can see your sweet cream building in your cunt. Even if you didn’t want this, I could force you. I would. I would tie you down and take what I wanted. I don’t need your permission.” His words taunted me, not needing a response. “Maybe I should’ve invited some friends over. Let them enjoy the view.”

I jerked at that comment, not liking the idea of being seen by anyone but Kevin. But his words continued to arouse me more and more no matter how much the thought of it disturbed me. Because it disturbed me.

“You don’t like that? Well, that’s too bad. I own that cunt, and you would do as I said whether you liked it or not. Because you’re a good little slut and want to please me. Right?”

I didn’t want to answer, but when he asked again, I begrudgingly whispered, “Yes.”

“Good girl.”

The chair squeaked again, and soft footsteps on the carpet let me know Kevin was coming closer. He moved right in front of me with his dick in hand and pointed it at my lips. “Suck me.”

And I did. After hearing him touch himself for the previous ten minutes, I greedily opened my mouth and took him in as far as I could go. He thrust into my mouth over and over, pushing so far that my gag reflex kicked in. Through it all, he distracted me by leaning over my body and landing hard blows to each cheek and down the backs of my thighs, even taking time to slap at my exposed pussy, ensuring to hit my clit.

Over and over he rained down random blows, I never knew where they would hit. As his hips picked up pace, I tried to focus on sucking harder and using my tongue to twist around his head. He thrust faster and leaned back, dragging his short nails up my back, digging in hard as he pushed all the way to the back of my throat and came, groaning my name.

He may have shot his seed inside me and used me like a toy, but hearing his pleasure empowered me. I was a beautiful woman who could please such a strong, dominant man, and that made me feel the most powerful in my submission. Swallowing the last of his release, I focused on the stinging pain along my back, squeezing my cunt tight, so close to the edge.

“Stop,” Kevin commanded in a deep voice. “You will come when I give you pleasure. Not on your own. Is that understood?”

“Yes,” I answered, embarrassed that he caught me.

“Good.” He lifted me to my knees and then lay back on the bed, resting his head on the pillows. “Now come sit on my face.”

“What?” My eyes widened. I’d never done that before and while I wanted Kevin’s tongue on me, I didn’t want to have so much control over it.

“I said, sit on my face. Put each of those delicious thighs on each side of my head and ride my mouth.”

“Kevin . . .” He cocked an eyebrow, but didn’t respond. Swallowing my nerves, I crawled up to his head, held on to the headboard and lifted my leg. He caught it mid-air with one hand and held me in place.

“Such a perfect pussy. And all mine,” he added, dragging a finger from my clit to my opening. He shifted me, letting my leg fall to the mattress and I sat there with my eyes closed, unsure of what to do next. I didn’t have to worry, he dug his fingers into the tops of my thighs and pulled me down to his awaiting mouth.

Unintelligible moans poured from my lips when his tongue thrust up inside my opening. He pushed in and out, taking time to shift his head and bite at my thighs, suck on the skin there as he pushed three thick fingers inside me.

It was too much, the painful pinch testing my strength to remain upright. Then he zeroed in on my bundle of nerves, and swirled his tongue around it before flicking at it hard and fast. He switched repeatedly, sometimes pumping his fingers into me roughly and then leaving them still.

It lasted forever and not long enough. I became lost in the pleasure, because even with me on top of him, shamefully rubbing my cunt all over his mouth, he had complete control of me and I loved it. When he kept up his pace, it became too much. Fire shot through my body and my pussy spasmed so hard, I fought to push his fingers from my opening. My thighs shook on either side of his head, trembling with the pleasure and pain of how big the orgasm was that wracked my body. My head fell back and I groaned my release to the ceiling, unable to hold in any cries.