Thoughts on an ever-evolving life

The WORD – part 2

She quickly raised her arms and skillfully unbuckled his belt. Her small but nimble fingers made quick time of his button and zipper. In one fluid motion, she rose higher on her knees, smoothly slipped her hand inside the waistband of his underwear, releasing his straining cock and plunged it deep into her open and salivating mouth, causing him to let out a carnal groan while giving a violent tug to her hair.

She had often been complimented on her exceptional oral skills. She took great pride in delivering great pleasure to the men she served. This time was no exception, so she set to pleasing him. Her mouth salivated the perfect quality and quantity of natural lubrication. Her lips glided up and down the full length of his pulsing, ridged cock, making sure to circle the tip with her luxurious tongue before plunging it down deep into back of her relaxed and accepting throat. Long, slow strokes were peppered intermittently with rapid, dripping and manic sucking. All the while she adjusted to his hip thrusting, hair pulling and guttural groaning responses.

Suddenly, he yanked her head back, pulling his cock from her mouth. As she knelt there, lips dripping, eyes begging for more, he commanded, “Get naked and position yourself on your hands and knees on the ottoman in the living room. Now Bitch, GO!”

She jumped up and began stripping. She shed her shirt first. Next came the bra. She skillfully dropped her pants and panties while in mid-stride. She assumed his requested position on the ottoman, making sure to leave her ass and mouth prominently presented. She was ready and anxiously awaiting further instruction.

He couldn’t help but slightly raise the corner of his mouth in a smirking smile, as he surveyed the trail of clothes that he followed into the living room. The smile became a serious, determined look of wanting when he saw her positioned there, waiting for him. As he walked around her, he glided his hand down her back, across her ass, along her side, brushing the edge of her tit, over her shoulder, up her neck, along her jawbone, stopping to raise her chin to face him. “I am going to take you now, using you in any way I want. I will pleasure myself using your body, your tight pussy, and your talented little mouth. When I am done, you will thank me. Do you understand?” His stare, piercing her core, through his dark eyes.

“Yes, Sir,” were the only words able to drift from her lips as her head wandered and drifted into glorious subspace.

to be continued……

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