His hand is twisted in her hair, and
the flex in his arm is forcing a rather strikingly beautiful arch
into her delicate back. Her ass – high and round and perfect –
is presented to him, and the excruciatingly needy look on her face
merely reflects the arousal every inch of her naked body presents.
Her skin radiates a faint sheen of sweat. He smiles past her ,
gazing into the mirror in front of them with a crooked, roguish grin
on his lips.
“You want my cock?” he asks, his
voice low. His words are spoken slowly, each syllable resonant in
the otherwise quiet space. The only response he gets is a little
squeak and a gasp, her body writhing and straining as she pushes her
rump back towards his still-clothed groin. It’s not like she can
make words, anyway – he’s securely gagged her with a thick strip
of satin – but he likes to see her try.
“Do you want it?” he asks again,
leaning forward and tugging her head back by the thick rope of
brunette curls he’s wrapped around his fist. She squeals, trying
to nod but only managing to strain against his grip. The tendons in
her throat are so lovely – so stark and vulnerable. Her tits, bare
and free, jiggle and sway with her anxious respiration. He pulls up
harder, forcing her up from all-fours into a kneeling position, then
scoots up closer behind her and presses his lips against her ear.
He can feel her back expanding with
deep breaths, and he can hear the air being torn through her nose and
into her lungs. She positively writhes… sinuous and desperate in
his grasp, her beautiful tits pale in the lamplight, her nipples taut
and puckered. With his free hand, he reaches around her and slaps
the right one, immediately drawing up a pink splotch on the otherwise
blemishless skin. She squeaks, eyes widening. Her pupils are
dilated with desire, and she pleads silently with his reflection.
He knows she’s wet, but he reaches down between her legs anyway,
slipping two digits into her folds before sinking them in as far as
they’ll go. Casually, he finger-fucks her oozing little cunt for a
few moments, making her produce the very best little squealing
sounds. He smiles.
“Good girl.” His words are
brushed against the back of her neck, and she lets her eyes fall
closed as she feels that warm breath caress her spine. He takes this
opportunity to release her hair and shove her forward.
She lands hard, the soft carpet
cushioning her fall despite the abrupt treatment. Her cheek presses
against the floor, and he unfastens his jeans, pulling his heavy cock
free while watching his reflection do so. His cock is heavy, hard,
and already oozing a little bit. He smiles again, then seizes both
of her luscious hips in his hands and pulls that needy pussy onto him
without further ado.
He sinks in, hard and fast. He can
feel her stretching around him – so tight despite the copious
lubrication her lust provides. She’s hot, oh so perfectly hot, and
as he bottoms out and feels his balls smack her clit, she whimpers
and spasms, the orgasm he’s been nursing breaking through in a
harsh cascade of shivers. He pushes in even further, bottoming out
entirely, then withdraws enough to make her moan needfully. While
she’s still seizing and cumming on his cock, he begins to fuck her
in earnest – pumping in and out of that precious little hole…
bruising and pounding it relentlessly. Without any further concern
for her pleasure, he merely uses her pussy… fucks her like the
little cock socket she loves to be. He can hear the sounds of their
bodies slurping and smacking together, smell their fuck on the air…
and the mixture of all these sensations drives him forcefully towards
his own release.
He can feel his cock swelling,
twitching. She can sense his imminent release, too – because she
reaches between her own legs and squeezes his dick as it fucks in and
out of her – adding a new level of intensity.
“Fuck…” he hisses, grunting as
he digs his fingers harder into her hips and begins to drive into her
in long, firm strokes. “Gonna cum.”
She responds with a mumbled sound of
assent, and when he looks at her bent form in the mirror, he smacks
her ass hard and does so. The first couple of jolts are shot deep
into her body, but then he pulls free of the dripping snatch and lets
the last two volleys splatter her upturned, reddened asscheek. He
strokes himself for a few seconds even after he knows there’s
nothing left, then smiles as he watches her reach back and smear his
mess into her skin.
“You’re such a
good girl…” he assures her, getting to his feet and pulling his
pants back into place. He fastens them and buckles his belt, then
gives her one last look before heading towards the door. “I’ll
see you next week.”
He drops a few
folded bills on the table near the door, not giving his pretty little
whore another glance as he prepares to head home to his wife. Maybe
she’ll give him a blowjob. She loves tasting Mara’s pussy on his
dick.
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