The kiss gets gentler, his tongue back in his mouth and our lips pressing together softly. When we both let each other go, we hold hands and look into each other’s eyes.
“I need to taste your pussy, baby girl,” Dominic says with a low growl in his throat. “Undress,” he says.
I step back, peeling off my clothes and watching him do the same. My skin prickles as I feel the fabric of my clothes brushing against my skin on the way down, and then there’s a growing wetness between my thighs as I unclasp my bra and pull its straps down my shoulders. Then, pursing my lips, I hook my thumbs on the side of my thong and send it flying down my legs, the cool air lapping at my wet pussy.
I watch him undress as I do it, my eyes roaming over his muscles as he unbuttons his shirt and then pushes his pants and boxer briefs down, his cock springing free like a mast from a ship. I will never get tired of looking at his perfect body. Every chiseled, defined, muscular, tanned part of his body makes me lick my lips and my throat gets a little drier.
“I can’t wait to feel your mouth on my pussy,” I say, my eyes never leaving him. I like this whole dirty talk thing. I love him, and he loves me, and we both love saying really filthy things to each other before we do even naughtier things. And that’s sweet, don’t you think?
Looking into his eyes, I’m almost afraid of the intensity I see there as he comes for me. The thrill of him coming after like a predator for his prey sends a jolt of heat to my clit, which he meets with how he lifts me up and pulls my pussy right to his face.
Holding me over the bed, my hair falls back and eventually my head touches the bedspread. He’s up on his knees and holding my pussy up to him. He’s licking, sucking, stroking my wet pussy folds.
I shudder and shiver in response, already so sensitive with the way he’s touching me. I can’t escape, of course. Dominic’s hands are cupping my ass and gripping me tight. My legs are dangling around him. He’s pulling my body up and down to his mouth and moving his mouth over my pussy, treating me like an object and worshiping me all at once. I’m already about to cum when his mouth closes over my clit. He lays me down on the bed and pulls my legs up high, licking up and down my pussy and then returning to my clit.
I’m sucking in huge breaths. Little cries escape my lips because I need his touch so fucking much. He’s bringing me so close already and I just want more. I roll my hips up, dragging my hands through his hair and pushing his face down on my pussy.
“I’m cumming!” I cry out, and I am. I hold his face against my pussy and quake against him, molten lust exploding from body by the second. His mouth and his tongue lap up all the cream and keep milking me for more.
Dominic’s face all over my pussy makes me dizzy with need, and he just keeps licking until I’m about to cum again.
When the next wave crawls through me and I grip him even tighter, he slides a finger into my pussy, and then another, pumping fast and making me groan hard.
I arch my back and rub my pussy all over his face. I can be his fuck toy, and right now, he can be mine. Dominic knows just how to make my pussy utterly his. My legs fall down over his shoulders and I press my heels into his back to get him even closer to my pussy.
Dominic’s tongue takes over my clit and his fingers pump into me.
I’m crying out, the pleasure overtaking me. He hasn’t even fucked me yet, just with his face, his fingers, and I’m so wet and I’ve cum so hard I feel like I might black out.
And now there’s more. There’s always more with Dominic. He curls his fingers inside of me and strokes my very sensitive G-spot. I practically jump out of my skin I’m so turned on, and I scream loud at the pressure building up within me when he keeps stroking me there.
“Fuuuuuuck,” I say in a low moan caught in my throat.
“You like that baby girl?” Dominic asks, eyes looking up at me with that self-satisfied look. Of course I like that, and he can tell because his face is all glazed from all the cum he tore from my body with every last bit of pleasure.
“Yes, please, yes,” I start moaning out the words after each shallow breath. My heart thunders at my breasts and I’m covered in a thick sheen of sweat. I need to be able to breathe, to cum, to move, to stay pinned. I’m so overwhelmed with need when I feel him roll his fingers inside of me in a wide, stretching circle. His tongue laps flat on my clit in slow, deliberate torture in direct opposite of how he’s fingering me. My brain is scrambled worse than powdered eggs right now and I can’t breathe or think. The orgasm that tears through me now makes a silent scream rip at my throat. Only my haggard breathing makes any real sound. My body is wracked with pleasure. I squeeze my eyes shut, wind my feet up into a ball and pull him tighter
with my legs, and when finally all the tension is released from my body I’m gasping a giant lungful of air.
Dominic lifts up and I see that he’s about to fuck me. And, of course, I want him to fuck me. But I need to give as good as I get.
“Let me suck your cock. I want to swallow your cum after I’ve sucked you so good you can’t help but cum hard,” I tell him, crooking my finger at him in a ‘come hither’ motion. I love tasting my cum on his cock, but right now I want to get to feast on his flesh pole the way he worships my pussy when he eats it. I want to suck his cock so good that he has no option but to explode, just like the way he eats my pussy.
Dominic grins widely. “Sure thing, baby girl,” he says, and he stands at the edge of the bed.
I get down on my stomach and press my ass up in the air. Grabbing his cock with both hands, I stroke the full length for just a few seconds to appreciate the sheer size and girth of his cock. It's so long and so wide that I’m still impressed every time that I see it that I’ve ever sucked him off, deep down my throat, much less taken that pounding in my pussy. But I want to savor the taste of him and let him come undone from a torrent of pleasure of his lover’s making.
I bring the head into my mouth, circling my tongue around it and feeling every sensitive ridge. These are all the places that feel so good when he’s fucking me, ribbed indeed for my pleasure. I like the salty, musky taste of him on my tongue. I bob my head up and down about half of his cock, stroking the rest, until I get lots of spit worked up there. Then I slide his cock all the way down my throat and suck him like my life depends on him. I suck him like a spy extracting information from that cock, because that’s how intensely I want to grip around him. Basically how my pussy clamps on him. His cock is all the way down my throat and I bring my hands to cup his balls.
“Fuck,” he groans, a violent spasm running over his cock.
Uhm, Dominic, yes.
I bob my head, swallow, and suck the load that he shoots off right down my throat. He cums so hard down my throat that the heat sears me. I feel my clit twitch at the intensity of his arousal and I just want more. I greedily suck every last drop of cum from the steel rock hard cock, and cup those balls while they unload. When he’s finally done, I suck hard and pull him out.
Then I take a play from his book and pull his cock out of me hard, fast, and then I climb over his body.
I watch the surprise play out on his eyes when I slide his cock up in my pussy, fast. I need to take every inch of him, now, and I know that he’s loving it.