What you do
What I wouldn't give to feel you grip me from behind, gently, a hand tracing my collar bone, the other sliding down my stomach, slipping under the waist band of my shorts and panties until you're cupping my pussy in your hand. At which point I'm so wet you can feel my pussy lips almost drool. I'm biting my lip and a soft, anguished moan escapes. You move in close putting your mouth next to my ear. Asking me in a low tone, just short of a growl almost, " why are you stopping yourself? Those moans are mine. So stop biting you lip like that and let me have what belongs to me." Your hot breathe dancing across my skin like a wildfire,
"Yyyy-yes sir." I quiver as I force the words out. I feel your finger slip between my lips going straight for my clit, I moan. This time un stifled, the air escaping my lungs, slowly, sweetly, my head tilts back to rest into you. Yes, fuck yes that feels good my brain screams out silently, but you always know.
Whatever task I was attempting to complete is long forgotten, as by now I find myself attempting to brace myself against the wall, as you slip in 1 and then 2 fingers, and begin to pump rhythmically inside me. My hands , flat to the wall. Palms start to sweat and my nails attempt to dig into the drywall to latch on to any kind of support I can before my soul is completely taken from my body in thr most violently delicious way possible, leaving me totally unhinged. "Fuuucccckkkk," I softly say as by now your thumb has permanently placed itself atop my pulsing clit , panties soaked , you turn me to face you, hand in the small of my back and you pull your other hand from my shorts, I snatch your fingers to taste myself on you, and grin back...
" that was for me, " you growl.
" oops. I'm not sorry," I taunt with fire dancing in my eyes.
I hear a frustrated groan come from you.... I start to giggle, and suddenly you rip the shorts off my body in one, clean, and clearly frustrated move.
Fuck. I'm fucked.
Me and my mouth....
The surprise on my face is well taken. Your satisfaction is known. A devilish grin slowly slips onto your face.
"Whats wrong"
your voice sends shivers through me,
"you still 'not sorry'? "
My mind races and my stubbornness steps up to the plate, great,
"Pft, am I sorry? Absolutely not. Good. Fucking. Luck. Getting an apology out of me for taking back what was mine to begin with...... Sir."
My over confidence drips from my mouth like venom I've just bitten myself with, I look up at you and see an explosion in your eyes and I know. Fuck. I know.
Here we fucking go.
"Is that fucking so? You think you can talk to me like that? You little fucking brat," you seeth back, nose to nose with me. I can feel your rage pulsing through you body and one hand slowly closes around my throat....
My eyes flutter, my pride in question, your other hand separates my legs that were clenched together with such ease it's almost obnoxious. And in one swift move, your mouth locks into my pussy and hips feel like they're encased in stone. I can't move. Panic races and then suddenly, lightning strikes and panic turns to pleasure.
I look down and your eyes meet mine and the look of a warrior victorious is already filling them, I give in and moan. Your tongue laps away at my pink pussy. It calls your mouth home at times. The king of the castle. The queen on her throne.
Oh God yes. I feel my body turn from defiance to putty, mold me to what you want. I'm yours. Unconditionally. I moan, begging for you to continue, my eyes begging for more,
"OH fuck yes," I moan
I see your soul grin and eyes flash fire as you dig in more, as if that's even possible.
Your fingertips holding my hips in place. I inadvertently start to grind slowly. Your mouth matches my moves, you moan, I gush. The peak is visible at this point. I swear you can smell it coming. My hand on your head, gently, but a soft reminder that I want you right there... my back aches with anticipation, I settle into the moment and feel everything. My soul drenched in pleasure, my body weak. It's a slow, sweet ride, I slowly grind into your mouth. One hand finally releases only to dancing along my body, my tits, it's play ground, to twist and pinch and toy with as you see fit, I love it. Your tongue making me yours with every single flick. My breathing is my biggest traitor, so simple and subtle. Just a tiny hitch in my breathe alerts you to my impending doom and once again you lock me into your strongest embrace. Like a rider preparing for the shoot to open and the 8 second timer begins. I look down and see your gaze fixed on me. It's fierce, and captivating, God that look. Stops me dead in my tracks. It's the look of a man determined and on a mission. The only acceptable result, is whatever you want it to be and I'm at your mercy. The tension, "oh fuck" I moan softly, it's building now... you feel every bit of me start to become rigid. I swear I can feel you grin as you position your tongue on that sweet spot and change the rhythm to meet my inevitable demise. Such a tragically, beautiful demise. "Fuck, oh fuck fuck fuck'" my breath goes shallow and ragged. My body is demanding a price be paid to ease this torture. You. The God it's owed to. And I. The oracle in a temple built for you, must be the one to pay it. With my soul at the alter, my back arches. My legs tense and I hear you growl low and deep. My eyes start to roll, I beg " please. Oh please please don't fucking stop," my hips grinding hard into you, my hands hold your head in place and give me balance for another 5, 4, 3, 2,..... "OH MY GOD YES" my moans turn to pleasure screams and cries. My whole body looks like it's levitating and you're the only thing holding me to this earth. I Gasp. Deeply and come crashing back down and again I go tense and buck against you. You brace me in harder. Just a few seconds more. Electricity is coursing through my veins now. My soul escapes and you snatch it away. I'm yours. Completely. It begins to subside and I feel everything on a level deeper than anyone can comprehend. This is the stuff the cosmos was born from. This explosion for the universe. And it's yours. You slow. And finally release the death grip on me as you rise and I slip slowly, only to be stopped by your embrace. You reach down. Lifting my chin to look deep into my eyes. They're betraying me. You see everything I am. Every fear. Every love , everything.
