brief mix of senses

brief mix of senses

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kinkyminx:

He stood in the middle of the room, without a shirt, wearing just a pair of dark jeans, belted and resting on his hips. He caught her gaze and…. smirked. She groaned softly, her knees weakening at the sight. She knew exactly what he wanted and lick her lips in reply.
Without hesitation she walked to him and dropped to her knees. Her mouth and tongue tracing lines along his abs, along his hips, along the fuck me lines she adored. Her cheek brushed against his cock, hard and throbbing faithfully. Instinctively she turned her head, lips parting, anxious to take him in. She brushed her lips against the tip, letting the precum coat them like gloss. Just as she moved to wrap her lips around his head, he stopped her. With his hands in her hair, he pulled her away from the cock pulsing in front of her.
Not yet.
She whimpered. She both hated and loved this game.
Lay on your back, put your hands between your thighs. I want to see your fingers inside of you.
She did as she was told. Her hands sliding along the skin of her abdomen, tracing the lines of her hips towards her inner thighs. Her fingers found her swelling clit and circled it. She pushed them downward, slipping between the folds and dipping into the wetness of her cunt. She thrust, wiggled, sunk them deep and pressed upwards against her gspot. She let the pressure build, her hips rocking up to meet her palm, looking for release. She pulled her dripping digits out, dragging wetness up towards her clit. Circling it, rubbing it, slapping it.
That’s right. I want you to come. But I want you to ask first.
She nodded her agreement, quickening her movements, anxious to get her release.
Do you know why I want you to ask first?
Because you want to tell me no.
Not today, baby girl. Today I want you to come hard. I want you to soak your slutty little fingers in it. But you will ask first because you are going to come with my cock in your throat.
She gasped and writhed on the floor, barely able to keep the orgasm at bay. Her fingers worked harder, her eyes searching out his, her thighs shaking as the pressure built.
Please. I want to, now.
You want what? You can ask better than that.
I want to come. Please. Please let me come.
Do you want to come or do you just want my cock in your mouth? I think I need to see just how wet you are, just how bad you want it.
With that he moved between her legs, grasping the backs of her knees and pushing her legs upwards. There was no teasing, no delay. He simply pushed into her in, filling her cunt in one stroke. What were quiet whimpers and gasps from her lips quickly became moans as his hands slid down to grab hold of her ass, his cock thrusting too slowly to be anything but a tease.
Remember, you still don’t have permission.
Oh god. Please. Please just make me come.
I told you how you would come. Don’t stop rubbing your clit, baby girl.
She growled and tightened her cunt muscles around him.
I’m begging, please. Please let me come. Please come fuck my mouth and let me come.
Now that’s my good girl.
He pulled out, quickly moving to kneel above her head. His hand pushed through her hair, cradling her head and pulling her closer. He stopped, holding her back just as her open lips reached for him.
Good girls beg to have cock dripping with their own wetness between their lips. You, baby girl, are my good girl.
With that he thrust forcefully into her mouth, the head pushing against the back of her throat. He groaned and tightened the grip on her hair, pushing and pulling, forcing her mouth to move along his shaft.
Now fucking come for me.

kinkyminx:

He stood in the middle of the room, without a shirt, wearing just a pair of dark jeans, belted and resting on his hips. He caught her gaze and…. smirked. She groaned softly, her knees weakening at the sight. She knew exactly what he wanted and lick her lips in reply.
Without hesitation she walked to him and dropped to her knees. Her mouth and tongue tracing lines along his abs, along his hips, along the fuck me lines she adored. Her cheek brushed against his cock, hard and throbbing faithfully. Instinctively she turned her head, lips parting, anxious to take him in. She brushed her lips against the tip, letting the precum coat them like gloss. Just as she moved to wrap her lips around his head, he stopped her. With his hands in her hair, he pulled her away from the cock pulsing in front of her.
Not yet.
She whimpered. She both hated and loved this game.
Lay on your back, put your hands between your thighs. I want to see your fingers inside of you.
She did as she was told. Her hands sliding along the skin of her abdomen, tracing the lines of her hips towards her inner thighs. Her fingers found her swelling clit and circled it. She pushed them downward, slipping between the folds and dipping into the wetness of her cunt. She thrust, wiggled, sunk them deep and pressed upwards against her gspot. She let the pressure build, her hips rocking up to meet her palm, looking for release. She pulled her dripping digits out, dragging wetness up towards her clit. Circling it, rubbing it, slapping it.
That’s right. I want you to come. But I want you to ask first.
She nodded her agreement, quickening her movements, anxious to get her release.
Do you know why I want you to ask first?
Because you want to tell me no.
Not today, baby girl. Today I want you to come hard. I want you to soak your slutty little fingers in it. But you will ask first because you are going to come with my cock in your throat.
She gasped and writhed on the floor, barely able to keep the orgasm at bay. Her fingers worked harder, her eyes searching out his, her thighs shaking as the pressure built.
Please. I want to, now.
You want what? You can ask better than that.
I want to come. Please. Please let me come.
Do you want to come or do you just want my cock in your mouth? I think I need to see just how wet you are, just how bad you want it.
With that he moved between her legs, grasping the backs of her knees and pushing her legs upwards. There was no teasing, no delay. He simply pushed into her in, filling her cunt in one stroke. What were quiet whimpers and gasps from her lips quickly became moans as his hands slid down to grab hold of her ass, his cock thrusting too slowly to be anything but a tease.
Remember, you still don’t have permission.
Oh god. Please. Please just make me come.
I told you how you would come. Don’t stop rubbing your clit, baby girl.
She growled and tightened her cunt muscles around him.
I’m begging, please. Please let me come. Please come fuck my mouth and let me come.
Now that’s my good girl.
He pulled out, quickly moving to kneel above her head. His hand pushed through her hair, cradling her head and pulling her closer. He stopped, holding her back just as her open lips reached for him.
Good girls beg to have cock dripping with their own wetness between their lips. You, baby girl, are my good girl.
With that he thrust forcefully into her mouth, the head pushing against the back of her throat. He groaned and tightened the grip on her hair, pushing and pulling, forcing her mouth to move along his shaft.
Now fucking come for me.

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