A new beginning

I can feel the roots of your hair still damp from dancing at the club as my fingers glide up the back of your neck to pull your hair into a knot. This way, I can can control you. Your head turning where I want. Moving forward or back as I please. Bringing your lips to mine. Halting just short of the kiss you desire. Your pulse pounding. I can see the beat echoed on the veins in your neck as you look up expectantly. Searching my face for the permission to push forward for your reward. The taste of my lips on yours.

I look into your eyes, seeing your need, your hunger. It grows. Taking on a life of its own. A soft whimper in the dimness your only sign of weakness. Given the choice you'd be on your knees. Questing forward to engulf me in your wet mouth. Your hands clench and unclench at your sides. You yearn to touch me. To pull yourself to me and reveal your rising ache. To force me to touch you.

Your nipples ache. Hard and full with blood. They strain through the thin cotton of your shirt. Hard points on your soft inviting mounds. You lick your lips in nervous energy. A misstep you realize as soon as your tongue is visible. Too late. I've seen you. I pull you further back further from your desire. I lightly turn you and fling you toward the bed.

"Strip slut. Show me what you have kept hidden from the others." Suddenly self conscious at what is happening to you you hesitate. "Now, did you not give yourself to me? You offered yourself. Now, strip."

The buttons slip in nervous fingers and you pull the garment. Popping buttons to click and clack on the floor. Your skirt flutters down beside them. You hesitate only a moment with your panties and then you are naked. Vulnerable before my gaze. I move around you as though a buyer examining goods. Searching for flaws on your smooth skin, your supple, lithe form.

A new awakening in your pussy startles you. A heat spreading from your core. You can feel your lips slip against each other as you move. Wet with your desire to be fucked. Your hand creeps toward your lips to sample the juice. You stop with an effort. It was in the rules we discussed. No touching yourself without permission. "Good girl." I smile as I move toward you.

I push my cock between your lips. Thrusting deep. You almost gag, then relax as I fill your throat with my fat cock. My scent fills your nostrils and you breath deep as I withdraw. The thought of your mouth taking all my cock makes you surge forward to take me inside you. I fuck your face with deep strokes. Your lips and cheeks bulge as my flesh fills you. My soft groan is all you need to push you over to climax. Orgasm rips through you as you deep throat my cock.

"Play with your pussy. Show me how bad you want it." Permission granted your fingers fly to your clit. Rubbing little circles as your hips grind forward to maximize the pressure. Your head bobbing on my hard cock as you bring yourself closer to another climax. As you breath quickens my need to cum becomes too much. As another orgasm pulses through your body I pull my cock out of your mouth and spray my hot cum over your lips, tongue and cheeks. My cream bathing your skin. My hot cock rubbing it in. Slipping over your skin as I rub it back and forth over your cheeks and lips and down your chin. "That's a good slut. Lick it up. Show me how much you love it."