forward on the bed.
I was breathing deeply from the exertion. He stood at the foot of the bed
watching me. I rolled onto my back. My legs were spread and I looked at him
with my legs framing my view of his sexy body. He was leering at me. It turned
me on. I only wanted him to fuck me. Every other thought was gone. I was a cunt
for him.
I reached between my legs and
spread my pussy lips showing him everything. "You like my cunt?" I
pulled my ankles back towards my ass and lifted my ass off the bed. I aimed my
pussy at him. "You wanna fuck it? C'mon, fuck me!" My pussy was
creaming with desire. My lips were engorged and wide open.
He moved fast to the bed. He
grabbed me under my ass and lifted me higher, pressing his face hard to my
cunt. His tongue was everywhere, darting and pressing. He swung around and lay
on top of me. He straddled my body with his cock and balls at my face. He
buried his face in my crotch. His weight was supported by his knees which were
near my chest. I stretched upwards from the bed to get his cock in my mouth. I
took all I could. I grabbed his ass and pulled him downward. With his cock in
my mouth, I lowered back to the bed and pressed on the mattress. His cock
pressed deep into my throat. His balls dangled above my eyes.
He was eating my cunt, seeking
every crease. I reached to his ass and felt his wet sack, the hot wet ridge
behind his balls. I felt everywhere, including over his asshole. I let my
fingertip rest on his anus. I pressed. He was tight but my finger entered just
a bit. In another position, I would have sucked his balls, sucked behind them
and tasted his puckered hole. My wildness welled up from a deep burning well of
desire. It felt like times during my college years when sex was so good I'd
lose all control. Maybe the fantasies brought it out of me. His energy seemed
boundless. I sucked his cock and felt him harden and pulse.
He moved off me and rolled me to my
side but kept his face glued to my cunt. His cock popped from my mouth as I
raised one leg for him. He moved and licked my entire slit and went back to my
ass. He licked me there. His finger circled my asshole and entered. He pressed
deeper and harder. It felt painful, in a good way, as his finger pressed in.
I lay back moaning uncontrollably.
I came. I exploded. My body was wracked with spasms. His mouth remained glued
to my pussy. I was burning between my legs. His slick face was hard to my
dripping slit. I felt his tongue seeking every fold. His flicks across my clit
were too intense. I squeezed my legs and he moved off my pussy. Any more
stimulation would have made me faint. Slowly, he slipped his finger from my
ass. My spasms squeezed his finger as he withdrew. I felt my cunt and ass
contracting. I lay on my back, and he moved to lie by my side.
I brought his wet face to mine and
we kissed. Our wet mouths and tongues entwined. His kingdom owned mine. He
tasted mildly of tequila and my come. I looked into his face. The playful look
I had seen earlier when teasing him was now replaced by an intense look of
sexual hunger. "You're dangerous, my lord," I whispered. I traced his
nipple with my wet finger. His nipple was tight and hard. Little hard bumps
ringed it as I played.
"You're gonna make me do
things," I said jokingly, but I knew it was true. "I need to catch my
breath!"
He rolled to his back. His arms
were crossed behind his head and formed a crown. I held my fingers on his lips.
I traced over his wet chin and down to his chest. He had little body hair
except at his lower belly and cock. I kissed his nipple and teased it with my
tongue. I wondered if it excited him like it did me.
I laid my head on his chest. He
toyed with my tit and gently pinched my nipple.
"And what might you do?"
he asked.
"I'll let you know, I laughed.
"So, how do you want to come?"
"I have choices?"
"You are king. You know you
do."
He held my nipple in a loose pinch.
"Hmmm, a princess blow job would be nice." He squeezed my
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