Page 66 of Letters to the Lost

Bringing my mouth to the tip of his cock, I run my tongue over the now angry-looking tip from how hard he is.

His whimpers fuelling my arousal, I take him into my mouth unable to hold back anymore wanting to taste him.

Groaning around his shaft, I stretch my mouth as wide as possible as I take him further down my throat.

“C-can I please touch you ma-am?” he whimpers out, his fingers still white-knuckling the bed cover.

Popping his cock from my mouth with an audible pop, I smirk as I take in his flushed face, his eyes blown with lust and just how needy he looks right now.

I can feel the wetness between my thighs, the control I have over him right now making me feel empowered and strong.

“I’m going to ride your needy cock while you play with my nipples. I want you to suck on them until I explode around you,” I tell him, whilst straddling him, my pussy resting just above his cock.

My wetness coating his cock I gently rock against him when he doesn’t answer me, the whimper that slips from his mouth making my core clench with need.

“Do you want that, Tobias? Do you want to slip your needy little cock into my pussy until I tell you that you can come?”

“Please,” he whines again, his hips flexing forward, his cock twitching against my clitoris.

“Give me your hand,” I tell him, my hand outstretched, waiting patiently.

Leading his hand to my core, I place his fingers against my clitoris, “I want you to play with this, rub in circles gently while I ride you.”

I lift myself slightly, slipping his cock into me, the burn from the stretch a welcome feeling.

Slowly inching down, I rock gently until he’s fully sheathed inside of me.

His fingers start to move against my clitoris, as I grind on his cock.

“Fuck,” he whispers, his tongue snaking out and licking over my pebbled nipple before he sucks it into his mouth, making me moan my head tilting back.

“Fuck, you feel so good. You are doing so well,” I praise him. His fingers move faster against my clit the more I praise him, his cock twitching inside of me making my walls flutter around him.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to last much longer,” Tobias whimpers, his hands clawing frantically at my ass as he tries to slow my movements.

“Did I say you could cum?”

“No,” he whimpers again, his head thrashing side to side as he tries to hold his orgasm back.

Slowing my movements, I gently rock my hips, torturing him and myself further. I’m so close to the edge, that I can feel it.

“Do you want to come for me like a good boy? Fill my pussy with your seed?”

“Please,” he begs, his eyes shining up at me with need.

Picking up my speed, I plant my hands on his pecs as I ride him faster. Tobias’s nails dig into the flesh on my thighs, the little bite of pain the very thing I need to get over the edge. My hips stutter as I feel my walls clenching around his shaft.

“Come for me like a good boy,” I growl out, as I ride his thick cock as fast as I can. Leaning forward I capture his lips with my own, swallowing his moans and whimpers as jets of hot cum fill my pussy, my orgasm taking over.

Panting, I lay on his chest, his cock still inside of me.

“Thank you,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to my hair.

Raising my head to look at him, I smile, “You don’t need to thank me, I enjoyed it. I love you, Tobias, so much.”

“I love you too Babygirl…” he pauses, “You really enjoyed it?”

“I loved it. W-was it good for you?”

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