You have displeased me and must be punished…
I undress you, lay you down on the bed, tie your hands to the headboard.
I kiss your neck, nibble on you nipples, suck them hard- a little bite. They are so tall and hard I could smoke them. I twirl my tongue around them knowing how that makes your pussy tingle and ache.
I kiss your inner thigh, breath on your pussy. Hot air, so close.
I lick the outside of your vulva, avoiding your labia, massaging your breasts. You expect the wet tongue upon you, but it never comes.
You are wet, I can smell your desire. I resist the urge to taste you.
I get up, leave you there undressed. Sit down and watch you squirm while I sip my whiskey, slowly deliberately contemplating my options. Your eyes lock on my hard cock. I grab it with a strong fist just to exhibit its girth, length and hardness. You want it, I can tell by the look in your eyes and by the way you inadvertently lick your lips. I get up, kiss you deeply, pinch your nipples because they are so gorgeously tall and sensitive.
I feed you the tip of my cock for a quick taste and let my hands roam over your body. You mouth feels warm and wet, soo good, so hungry, so accommodating and willing.
I sit down in my lounge chair and sip some more whiskey, taking you in, studying your sexy curves, noticing the glistening wetness between your legs.
I move to you, lower my face to your pussy, flick my tongue over your clit.
You raise your hips to my mouth but I move away and spank you lightly, a warning.
I let you taste my precum before licking your folds. I tell you to be still or I’ll stop. I cover you pussy with my mouth. You move, I pull away and sit down to sip my whiskey giving you an amused, stern look as you beg me to come back.
This time you lay still as I eat your pussy and slide my tongue inside you. You taste good mixed with whiskey.
I slide two fingers inside you and search for your g-spot, find it and massage it until you buck and grind below me. “You can cum now” I say as I take your clit in my mouth, suck it, and massage your g-spot hard, lifting you off the bed by your pussy. You explode with a guttural scream.
I pour another drink and watch you glow. You beg me for more with your eyes.
I get in bed, spread your legs wide, and rub your slit with the length of my hard cock. You beg me to fuck you.
I place the head of my swollen member at your tight opening, knowing full well that you want me to enter in one long hard thrust. Instead, I enter slowly, giving you only my swollen thick head before pulling out. Again I enter just the head. You try to push toward me for more, I pull out and spank your tight left ass cheek., harder this time. It stings just right to make you quiver.
I crawl up and let you taste my precum mixed with your juices.
And then I start all over. Coating the tip of my cock with your sweet juices and feeding it to you. I do it again and again until you are delirious with need and beg me to please fuck you. Still the routine goes on. You suck hard on my cock each time I bring it to your mouth in an effort to remove my control. I don’t relent.
When you least expect it, I ram my cock balls deep into you. You scream, you moan and gasp. “Yes, yes yes.” Finally I fill you completely. Your sugarwalls freneticcally clamp around my invading girth, squeezing my cock as if you never want me to leave.
I bend your knees to my shoulders and fuck you in slow long forceful stokes.
Slowly, I turn more powerful, moving faster and harder until I am slamming my cock into you, my taut balls slapping your ass again and again. You scream and cum, juices squriting all over me. I don’t stop but fuck you throughout your climax and keep going, fucking you like rag doll. You are slammed by my hard thrusts again and again. Your large breasts bounce uncontrollably from the force of my repeated forceful entry into your willing cunt. I nibble on your nipples and suck them hard until finally, I groan and unload my cum deep inside you in strong convulsing pulses that rock us both to our core.
I kiss you, withdraw my still hard cock and go back to my whiskey chair. I watch you and contemplate my next move as you lay there, sexy, sated, exposed to my hungry gaze, unsure but secretly anticipating whatever else may be in store. To be continued…