I feel that some parts of me get neglected from time to time and I want to not let that happen again. With this in mind, I have a game that I want to play with my worthless slave today, even since I woke up and was all moody. I have no reason for this pissed-off mood, but hey, do I really need one? I just have to wait a bit for my means of bursting to enter through that door…
Here he is, with no idea about what’s going to happen. I took the liberty to have nothing other than a silk bath robe on me. It’s somewhat transparent and tight, outlining my appetizing shapes and making his eyes grow big. What can I say, I wouldn’t kick myself out of bed… actually, I would keep myself in there forever. It’s the same thought that runs through his head also, judging by the greedy look he gives me.
“I have a game for you slave… this will be fun.”
I put him on his back on my bed, smile at him giving nothing away. Let him think this is for him… I stand up with my legs over his head, letting him see my nakedness. Short moves from left to right and back, make him more aroused and I bet he wishes that he had a zoom lens on his eyes right now. No need, I’m just getting closer to his face while my middle spreads harder. I can see his heart beats, I can almost hear them… I turn around, facing my back to his eyes and slowly pushing my ass on it. When I feel his lips on my pussy I know… I have to get lower. I want to cover his mouth with my ass.
“Pull your tongue out slave, I want to have it between my ass cheeks, caressing my tight hole!”
He does as he’s told, always obedient and never refusing anything I throw on him. Sometimes I find this almost dull but I immediately think to a new way of pushing the limits.
His wet tongue is now on my hole, giving me a pleasant tickle. I start rubbing my ass on it and pushing a bit harder, trying to get it inside. My nipples are already really hard, my pussy is all wet and I feel the need for more action down there.
“Count to 100 with your tongue out slave!” – now this should be interesting. His nostrils are caught between my butt cheeks, not much air is going through them at this point. He’s trying to count while getting air, making those lips flap on me and increasing the pleasure. The movement of his mouth makes his tongue go around and over my hole, sometimes even pushing a bit in. I close my eyes and take all this pleasure, pushing harder and moving around to cover more. I look at his crotch and see the swallow, I grab it and tighten the grip as it’s throbbing more in my hand. Supporting myself with one hand on his crotch, I start playing with myself using the other.
“Count faster and louder slave!” This makes his tongue get out more and slip inside me a bit, with every number that barely goes out of his mouth. My playing hand keeps the tandem and brings the same movement as his tongue. Oh, this feels so good. But I need more…
I pull down his pants just to see that his manhood is hard as wood. I grab his balls with an unforgiving squeeze and start slapping that junk while I push my ass harder on his face.
“I want you to sing me the alphabet song slave. If you don’t know it, just say the alphabet, harder, louder… and make that tongue work more”
He grabs me from my waist and pulls me towards his face, like he wants to get in there with all his head. Letter after letter caresses my hole and with each one, a slap gets stuck on his manhood. He pushes his tongue straight inside, continuing with the alphabet but spinning it on the inside edges while his lips are wetting the exterior. I almost start jumping on it, the pleasure rises me and gets me down again. I can’t hold it anymore, a relief moaning comes out of me and splashes his chin with my juice, just as I feel something warm dripping on my hand. Uh… so this is the way he wants to play…
I take his cum with my fingers and spread it between my legs, right on the spot where his tongue was before. I took all of it and put it there… He must think that this is his reward.
“Now… let’s try that alphabet again slave…”
By Savvy Femina