Mike And His Horny Mistress Bitch In Heat
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The feel of his tongue is sublime and I gasp in shock at his skill as he licks my clit. It’s sensitive after just cumming, but I do not stop him, it’s too damn good.
I’m unsteady, so I have to cling onto his hair to keep from falling over, closing my eyes and tipping back my head so nothing distracts me from this; nothing at all.
Is this really happening? Did I knock myself out at some point? Am I losing it?
Needing a second of clarity, “Are you really here?" I ask.
He looks up at me, that delicious face of his covered in pussy juice and good enough to eat. "Yes Mistress."
My pussy contracts as he mewls the word, it purrs off his tongue as he buries his head between my thighs again, his tongue delivering long slow licks, before he sucks my clit into his mouth.
Grabbing his hair with renewed vigor. “Sweet Jesus," I mutter.
Whoa! He is amazing.
With a wicked glint in his eyes, flicking my clit hard with the tip of his tongue. "Does Mistress like?" he asks.
I nod. "Mistress loves"
The way he calls me Mistress has my insides melting. His voice, his face, his body, everything about him is so sexy. My hearts pounding, my legs are shaking, and my breaths heaving; I am so turned on I think I might ignite.
"Mistress has a beautiful pussy," he growls sexily.
Oh, god! “Keep calling me Mistress, it’s so fucking hot, I’m going to melt any second.” I gasp.
His releases his grip from around my legs, tracing his fingers up the inside of my thigh until he reaches my pussy, looking up at me and smiling as he pushes a finger inside, and then another.
His fingers are huge, they fit snug inside. He practically lifts me off the floor as he fucks me with his fingers, his lips and tongue seeking my clit hungrily, much harder and faster than before, and so good it’s almost painful. With his free hand he reaches up to tweak a nipple.
I cannot even make a sound as he delivers such sweet pleasure; it’s almost torture. My whole body tenses and then releases, tenses and then releases, my head swimming and unable to comprehend what he’s doing exactly, but its amazing.
I have such a deep yearning inside of me; it completely takes over everything else. I want this man inside me.
Shocking him and myself, "I need your cock!" I shout.
He blinks as he emerges from between my thighs. "Mistress is not enjoying that?"
I am incredulous as I answer him. "Are you kidding me? Of course I am, but I NEED your cock in my mouth - RIGHT NOW!"
He stands, but seems reluctant.
"Didn’t you hear me, bitch? I want to suck it, don’t disappoint me."
He unzips and pulls out his cock, and I feel my insides contract with excitement like a kid at Christmas.
He whispers, "Yes Mistress."
Oh, it’s so fine and my God, it is HUGE! I fall to my knees, running my hands up his thighs and across his arse as I eye his cock.
"Mistress should not be on her knees"
I grin as I lean in and lick my lips. "Oh yes she should."
His heads dripping with pre-cum and I lap at it gently, swirling my tongue over the tip, before sucking his cock into my mouth. He tastes so good my mouth waters and dribbles onto his cock, I pull out and lick down the shaft, inhaling the salty musk of his balls before I suck them into my mouth one by one, tugging the skin and digging my nails into his arse.
He sighs, running his fingers through my hair. "Oh, Mistress"
I want to devour this man, every single inch of him. Fuck! He is driving me crazy.
I am so fucking horny I cannot contain my grin as I work on his head again, swirling my tongue, lapping the tip, sucking him into my mouth. It’s not easy to fit his shaft in, my lips feel like they are going to split and I get lockjaw almost immediately - but like I care.
I shake my head from side to side to gently allow him further down my throat, and he groans as he grabs the back of my head and starts to fuck my mouth. I gag with every stroke, my eyes streaming, but he’s so delicious I just want to do it for him, I don’t even care that it hurts.
His eyes are closed, his face full on concentration, his balls contracting as I reach up to rake my nails over them, but he stops suddenly, pulling away and falling to his knees in front of me.
"Mistress I’m so sorry I don’t know what came over me, please forgive me."
I’m confused. "Forgive you for what?"
He doesn’t answer.
"For what bitch? You may speak."
"For fucking Mistress’ mouth. That was unacceptable and without permission."
I stand and his huge eyes follow me up, staring at me with a look I recognize, it’s a look I would give. I really do have the power here. He really does want to submit to me. I grab his chin, pulling his head towards me, savoring my pussy on his lips as we kiss, soft at first, but then deep and hard, our tongues in perfect synchrony.
I realize I’m sighing with need as we kiss again. I’m shocked with myself when I pull away and slap him hard across the face, shouting,
"That’s for fucking my throat. You get a one-time pass, but so help you you’d better not do it again."
I slap him again. He doesn’t even flinch, despite the fact it leaves a red stain across his cheek.
"And that’s just because I wanted to slap you. You like that bitch?"
"Yes Mistress."
"You like being my slutty little whore?"
"Mm mm,yes Mistress."
Oh, fuck that makes me so wet.
"Then show me your appreciation. Fuck me."
I squeal as he scoops me up off the floor as if I’m a feather. Stumbling as he crosses the floor and slams me up against the wall, and I feel his cock against my pussy lips.
“Wait," I gasp
"In my wallet Mistress,"
He signals to his jeans pocket and I lean down to reach in, pulling out his wallet and feeling around. I find the condom stuffed in the back, and toss the wallet on the floor as I tear the packet open with my teeth.
I wank his cock, pulling back the foreskin fully, before sliding the condom over the tip and unrolling it down his cock. He sighs.
"Such a shame to cover you big guy," I whisper, "But until I know for sure"
He doesn’t let me finish, his tongue searching out the corners of my mouth as he fingers my hair.
I feel his cock at the entrance to my pussy, and I feel myself twitch with anticipation. He looks down at me for just a few seconds, but it feels like eternity. I can hear his breath and feel his heart beating in his chest as I place my hand over it, and we just stare at each other forever.
I’m not sure I’ve ever been so excited in my life as right now, those few fleeting seconds before I feel his cock sliding into me, the muscles of his body pressing up against mine, his arms holding me tight, and his breath on my ear as he whispers, "Thank you, Mistress."
Oh, hell no, thank you, I think to myself.
He leans down so we can kiss as we fuck, and I close my eyes. It’s not frantic, even though it could be. Fuck I’d let him pound the shit out of me right now, but somehow this feels right, just to have him slowly sliding his cock into me, every stroke like heaven.
I feel every inch of his cock as he stretches me, fucking me completely, so very completely. His lips tight on mine, his tongue in my mouth, his cock so deep inside until it feels it belongs there.
Slowly we fuck against the wall. It’s freezing against my shoulders, but his arms protect the rest of my back. I grip around him with my thighs, stretching up so I can wrap my arms around his neck as we kiss harder, all the while slowly fucking. I cannot believe how good it feels.
He pushes up a little harder now, I pull away from his mouth and gasp, and he’s watching me with those beautiful eyes, bending his knees so he can push up harder, his jeans still around his ankles. It makes me smile and he smiles back when I bite my lip and curl my head into his chest. He moves his hand to my neck, cradling me to him, and I realise he must be holding me with one arm now. Fuck, he’s strong.
His cocks so delicious as it slides in and out, the biggest I’ve ever had, the movement unbalancing us, but causing his body to bang against my clit.
"There," I yell, "Oh fuck me there, oh sweet..."
He smiles again as I look up at him and my pussy contracts so hard I cum without any warning. I blink frantically as the sensations consume my whole body, making me shiver. I have never cum from a slow fuck before, but that was something else.
He might be my bitch, but every single bit of me belongs to him right now.
My mouth falls open in a long sigh. My pussy contracting around his cock, probably the only signal he has had, that I have just had the most amazing orgasm ever. I feel my eyes well up in tears as he pushes up hard, crushing my body to his as he cums too. What I would not give to feel his spunk in me, but even with the condom on, I could feel his cock pulsing in my pussy, which is clamping down like a vice and we both keep still until our breath slows.
Were both grinning as I push my hand up his t-shirt, feeling his tight body for the first time.I gulp. I could stay there all day, just looking into his eyes, but I do not resist as he lifts me off him and lowers me to the floor. How I am standing, I have no idea.
I am like the cat that has had the cream as he removes the condom and chucks it in the bin, before pulling up his jeans and tucking his cock away, glancing at me all the time and grinning back.
He whispers to me as he brushes hair out of my face, holding out my coat and helping me into it.
"I’m sorry Mistress,"
"What on earth for?"
"You never gave me permission to cum."
I giggle, "Then you’ll just have to make it up to me next time."
"Yes Ma’am."…
I’m unsteady, so I have to cling onto his hair to keep from falling over, closing my eyes and tipping back my head so nothing distracts me from this; nothing at all.
Is this really happening? Did I knock myself out at some point? Am I losing it?
Needing a second of clarity, “Are you really here?" I ask.
He looks up at me, that delicious face of his covered in pussy juice and good enough to eat. "Yes Mistress."
My pussy contracts as he mewls the word, it purrs off his tongue as he buries his head between my thighs again, his tongue delivering long slow licks, before he sucks my clit into his mouth.
Grabbing his hair with renewed vigor. “Sweet Jesus," I mutter.
Whoa! He is amazing.
With a wicked glint in his eyes, flicking my clit hard with the tip of his tongue. "Does Mistress like?" he asks.
I nod. "Mistress loves"
The way he calls me Mistress has my insides melting. His voice, his face, his body, everything about him is so sexy. My hearts pounding, my legs are shaking, and my breaths heaving; I am so turned on I think I might ignite.
"Mistress has a beautiful pussy," he growls sexily.
Oh, god! “Keep calling me Mistress, it’s so fucking hot, I’m going to melt any second.” I gasp.
His releases his grip from around my legs, tracing his fingers up the inside of my thigh until he reaches my pussy, looking up at me and smiling as he pushes a finger inside, and then another.
His fingers are huge, they fit snug inside. He practically lifts me off the floor as he fucks me with his fingers, his lips and tongue seeking my clit hungrily, much harder and faster than before, and so good it’s almost painful. With his free hand he reaches up to tweak a nipple.
I cannot even make a sound as he delivers such sweet pleasure; it’s almost torture. My whole body tenses and then releases, tenses and then releases, my head swimming and unable to comprehend what he’s doing exactly, but its amazing.
I have such a deep yearning inside of me; it completely takes over everything else. I want this man inside me.
Shocking him and myself, "I need your cock!" I shout.
He blinks as he emerges from between my thighs. "Mistress is not enjoying that?"
I am incredulous as I answer him. "Are you kidding me? Of course I am, but I NEED your cock in my mouth - RIGHT NOW!"
He stands, but seems reluctant.
"Didn’t you hear me, bitch? I want to suck it, don’t disappoint me."
He unzips and pulls out his cock, and I feel my insides contract with excitement like a kid at Christmas.
He whispers, "Yes Mistress."
Oh, it’s so fine and my God, it is HUGE! I fall to my knees, running my hands up his thighs and across his arse as I eye his cock.
"Mistress should not be on her knees"
I grin as I lean in and lick my lips. "Oh yes she should."
His heads dripping with pre-cum and I lap at it gently, swirling my tongue over the tip, before sucking his cock into my mouth. He tastes so good my mouth waters and dribbles onto his cock, I pull out and lick down the shaft, inhaling the salty musk of his balls before I suck them into my mouth one by one, tugging the skin and digging my nails into his arse.
He sighs, running his fingers through my hair. "Oh, Mistress"
I want to devour this man, every single inch of him. Fuck! He is driving me crazy.
I am so fucking horny I cannot contain my grin as I work on his head again, swirling my tongue, lapping the tip, sucking him into my mouth. It’s not easy to fit his shaft in, my lips feel like they are going to split and I get lockjaw almost immediately - but like I care.
I shake my head from side to side to gently allow him further down my throat, and he groans as he grabs the back of my head and starts to fuck my mouth. I gag with every stroke, my eyes streaming, but he’s so delicious I just want to do it for him, I don’t even care that it hurts.
His eyes are closed, his face full on concentration, his balls contracting as I reach up to rake my nails over them, but he stops suddenly, pulling away and falling to his knees in front of me.
"Mistress I’m so sorry I don’t know what came over me, please forgive me."
I’m confused. "Forgive you for what?"
He doesn’t answer.
"For what bitch? You may speak."
"For fucking Mistress’ mouth. That was unacceptable and without permission."
I stand and his huge eyes follow me up, staring at me with a look I recognize, it’s a look I would give. I really do have the power here. He really does want to submit to me. I grab his chin, pulling his head towards me, savoring my pussy on his lips as we kiss, soft at first, but then deep and hard, our tongues in perfect synchrony.
I realize I’m sighing with need as we kiss again. I’m shocked with myself when I pull away and slap him hard across the face, shouting,
"That’s for fucking my throat. You get a one-time pass, but so help you you’d better not do it again."
I slap him again. He doesn’t even flinch, despite the fact it leaves a red stain across his cheek.
"And that’s just because I wanted to slap you. You like that bitch?"
"Yes Mistress."
"You like being my slutty little whore?"
"Mm mm,yes Mistress."
Oh, fuck that makes me so wet.
"Then show me your appreciation. Fuck me."
I squeal as he scoops me up off the floor as if I’m a feather. Stumbling as he crosses the floor and slams me up against the wall, and I feel his cock against my pussy lips.
“Wait," I gasp
"In my wallet Mistress,"
He signals to his jeans pocket and I lean down to reach in, pulling out his wallet and feeling around. I find the condom stuffed in the back, and toss the wallet on the floor as I tear the packet open with my teeth.
I wank his cock, pulling back the foreskin fully, before sliding the condom over the tip and unrolling it down his cock. He sighs.
"Such a shame to cover you big guy," I whisper, "But until I know for sure"
He doesn’t let me finish, his tongue searching out the corners of my mouth as he fingers my hair.
I feel his cock at the entrance to my pussy, and I feel myself twitch with anticipation. He looks down at me for just a few seconds, but it feels like eternity. I can hear his breath and feel his heart beating in his chest as I place my hand over it, and we just stare at each other forever.
I’m not sure I’ve ever been so excited in my life as right now, those few fleeting seconds before I feel his cock sliding into me, the muscles of his body pressing up against mine, his arms holding me tight, and his breath on my ear as he whispers, "Thank you, Mistress."
Oh, hell no, thank you, I think to myself.
He leans down so we can kiss as we fuck, and I close my eyes. It’s not frantic, even though it could be. Fuck I’d let him pound the shit out of me right now, but somehow this feels right, just to have him slowly sliding his cock into me, every stroke like heaven.
I feel every inch of his cock as he stretches me, fucking me completely, so very completely. His lips tight on mine, his tongue in my mouth, his cock so deep inside until it feels it belongs there.
Slowly we fuck against the wall. It’s freezing against my shoulders, but his arms protect the rest of my back. I grip around him with my thighs, stretching up so I can wrap my arms around his neck as we kiss harder, all the while slowly fucking. I cannot believe how good it feels.
He pushes up a little harder now, I pull away from his mouth and gasp, and he’s watching me with those beautiful eyes, bending his knees so he can push up harder, his jeans still around his ankles. It makes me smile and he smiles back when I bite my lip and curl my head into his chest. He moves his hand to my neck, cradling me to him, and I realise he must be holding me with one arm now. Fuck, he’s strong.
His cocks so delicious as it slides in and out, the biggest I’ve ever had, the movement unbalancing us, but causing his body to bang against my clit.
"There," I yell, "Oh fuck me there, oh sweet..."
He smiles again as I look up at him and my pussy contracts so hard I cum without any warning. I blink frantically as the sensations consume my whole body, making me shiver. I have never cum from a slow fuck before, but that was something else.
He might be my bitch, but every single bit of me belongs to him right now.
My mouth falls open in a long sigh. My pussy contracting around his cock, probably the only signal he has had, that I have just had the most amazing orgasm ever. I feel my eyes well up in tears as he pushes up hard, crushing my body to his as he cums too. What I would not give to feel his spunk in me, but even with the condom on, I could feel his cock pulsing in my pussy, which is clamping down like a vice and we both keep still until our breath slows.
Were both grinning as I push my hand up his t-shirt, feeling his tight body for the first time.I gulp. I could stay there all day, just looking into his eyes, but I do not resist as he lifts me off him and lowers me to the floor. How I am standing, I have no idea.
I am like the cat that has had the cream as he removes the condom and chucks it in the bin, before pulling up his jeans and tucking his cock away, glancing at me all the time and grinning back.
He whispers to me as he brushes hair out of my face, holding out my coat and helping me into it.
"I’m sorry Mistress,"
"What on earth for?"
"You never gave me permission to cum."
I giggle, "Then you’ll just have to make it up to me next time."
"Yes Ma’am."…
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