Friday, June 3, 2016

Fair play

You hear me crying out as you



unroll a fresh condom over my cock with your fingernails. I gasp your name and you lean next to me, stroking my cock with those nails asking if I want you to fuck me.

Yes. Yes please.

Do you want to fuck my pussy

God yes please.

You nibble on my neck and whisper in my ear, asking if I want you to slip your tight hot pussy around my cock and I moan yes yes yes

Then your nails run down my balls and you ask if I remember tormenting you with keeping you right on edge with my cock in you not moving and I get quiet and nod.

You bite my ear and whisper into it how you remember that too so your now going to scratch that itch with my cock as long as you want while I stay tied up and unable to cum.

Oh you glorious witch. You beautiful sultry cruel wonderful...And then you are over me, around me. Riding back and forth you push yourself over me one inch at a time until I'm buried in you again. Right where I was before but this time you're rocking back and forth, sometimes tiny movements but they build to fast bucking with all of me sliding in and out.

I'm reaching out, running my hands along he curve of your ass, up the sensitive spots in the small of your back and the sides of your waist, down along your thighs and then back up to your breasts.

I'm moaning, half blind from the straining pleasure in my cock and balls but the touch of my hands on you has restored some sense of control and I'm able to get one hand down between your thighs and the other on your ass to slow you down, hold you more or less in place. You feel my left hand caressing your ass, my cock buried in you, my balls pressed against the lower curve of your buttocks, the vibrating cock ring sending waves through your body, and my right hand between your thighs, gliding through the deep wetness of your folds to find and stroke your clit.

The long delayed climax is a thunderbolt. You rock back and forth madly, pleasuring yourself on my hand and thumb and balls and cock, every sensitive spot around your hips is getting attention (save that one forlorn ass cheek which we will satisfy later) and you take in everything I can possible give you.

When you fall off of me you turn off the cock ring and slide it off of me, careful not to let me climax. You gently unwrap my balls, blue and throbbing and aching and so full they could burst.
You get ready to finish me off in your mouth, preparing to take the cover off so you can taste me exploding, and I pull gently your hair to stop you.

What else could I possibly want...

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