Ass back up in the air, I administer several more smacks and then stop to admire the pink tint next to the purple lace. I bend down to pull the plug out and fuck it back in a few times. This time your hips are fully tilted, taking every shallow plunge.
“Mmm…good boy. Let’s see if your asshole looks ready for me.” I remove the plug and examine your opening, pushing a finger inside.
“Oh god…” I insert another finger, this time saying, “fuck back on them like a bitch in heat.”
You slowly roll your hips, fucking my fingers. Your movements are sexy and cat-like and I’m struck by the change in you such a small piece of clothing makes.
“God you’re beautiful like this,” I say, needing you to know you can let go of any pretence with me and embrace this side of yourself. And you do, more confidently now, picking up your pace, you arch your back and fuck my fingers with wild abandon.
“That’s it slut…work yourself open for my cock.”
“Please…” the tone of your voice tells me your cock is hard and leaking trapped in your lace panties.
“Please what,” I parry back, feeling the moisture grow between my legs at the sight of you.
“Please fuck me…”
“Please fuck your what?” My hand travels down to your balls to squeeze hard enough to make you cry out.
“Please fuck my cunt!!”
At that I walk around to the front of you and bend down to grab up your chin and bring us eye to eye. “Let’s get one thing straight darling, I have a cunt. Bitch boys have a pussy.”
Your eyes widen at my tone.
“Are we clear?” I ask.
You nod, flushed with arousal and a tinge of embarrassment.
“Good,” I straighten and release your jaw. “I’ll ask again…please fuck your what?”
“Please…please fuck my pussy!”
I smile in approval and walk behind you, pulling your fingers from your hole and grabbing up the lube. “All that’s missing is to make it a wet pussy.”
Popping the cap I dribble a bunch on the pink wrinkly skin and work some over my cock. You moan when I rub it against your opening and smack it against your hole.
“Be a good boy and hold your pussy open for me.”
Your hands reach back and you lean your face and against the floor to balance yourself as you hold your checks apart for me. My cock is there giving you what you want, pressing into the tight ring and working it open around the purple head. You allow yourself to make soft, needy sounds, a far cry from the deep masculine grunts I’ve heard from you.
“That’s it…open that slutty pussy and take my cock.” I give a few pumps of my hips, watching for your body to relax around me. I reach beneath you and free your hard cock, hooking the panties down under your balls. “Stroke yourself in time with my cock,”I encourage, knowing how intense the pressure can be.
You do and we work you through the initial burn. I can tell the moment you find your footing and encourage you back up on your hands and knees. “Work yourself on my dick…show me what you’ve got, baby.”
Needing no further encouragement you begin fucking back on me. My hands are on your hips but you’re doing the work. I reach beneath you and find your cock, grabbing up the semi hard length and working it expertly in my hand. My hips join in the mix and we pick up our pace, skin slapping skin as we lose ourself in the rhythm and mounting pleasure. I grab up a handful of the lace thong and use it to pull you back on me.
“Such a hot little bitch when you take what you need!”
You release a groan from deep inside and I know you’re getting close.
“I want your pussy to cum hard on my cock,” I groan out, seconds away from my own orgasm.
“Ahhhh…fucckkkk!!”
Warm wetness fills my hand and I stroke you through your release. A couple hard fucks into you and my clit explodes with intense pleasure, radiating through my cunt. My hand releases your thong and slides up your back to pull you to me.
You reach for my hand and free it from your wet cock, pulling it up to your mouth and licking it clean.
I moan next to your ear and you turn your face towards me, giving me access to your lips. I capture them in a beautiful kiss and taste your cum, holding you close as we come down from our high.