When He took more than two steps into His home, I appeared, so I could suck His cock. Oh, so deeply into my mouth. I love when He deep-throats me. But last night, that wasn't the way He wanted me.
He pulled me away and tied me down. My wrists with restraints, my legs with His ropes. Spread-eagled, open, ready for anything. I did writhe against the restraints; I want Him in me again. Wherever He wanted me.
Instead, His mouth went to my clit. Licking, sucking, oh, God, fucking my clit, and laughing at me as I fought against the restraints to get to Him, and to try to protect myself from that kind of orgasm. He licked me over and over and over again until I came on Him. I came on His mouth. Once I've come, I giggle.
He looked at me again, and saw my face. I guess my expression wasn't enough to make Him stop. He went at me again, His mouth, His tongue, over my clit, again, again, and Oh, God, again. His hands now ran over my thighs, and up my body. One hand reached my nipple as I felt Him still on my clit. My chest bucked up, God, I wanted every bit of Him in me and on me. More and more He teased my nipple while sucking on my clit. I couldn't wait more; I came on Him again. Two orgasms happening that quickly brought tears to my eyes.
He didn't release me; He only asked if there was anything I needed. God, baby, God, I need your cock in me, now, please...I begged him. He put His mouth back down to my clit. Oh, not again, I don't think I can come again...He moved His mouth down to my cunt and began running his tongue up and down the opening of my cunt. I could finally relax and begin to enjoy His mouth on me. I would have pulled His head into my cunt had I been able to move my arms. Oh, oh, you should know how amazing it felt to have His tongue in me, exploring me, feeling me tighten against His tongue. I could move some; I began trying to fuck His mouth.
He pulled away from me, so I couldn't take Him in more.
(There's so much more...I cannot wait to tell you the rest...)
