Page 17 of Idée Fixe
“It’s the handle of my knife baby, right in that tight little ass of yours. And one day, I’m going to fill it with my cock.”
Fucking her in that round, juicy ass will send me over the edge I just know it. Slowly removing the handle and throwing it to the floor, I snake my hand under her arm, wrapping it tightly around her neck and begin to choke her. Cutting off her air supply, I fuck her like a man possessed. I want to feel her break apart around me and then when she’s done, I’ll get mine.
Her first.
Always her first.
“Strangle my fucking cock, Cairo. Take every.”
Thrust.
“Fuckin.”
Thrust.
“Inch.”
Thrust.
“Of me.”
Our thighs slapping together, my balls hitting her pussy as I fuck her. I continue the assault on her cunt. The cunt that belongs to me. I know she’s probably gasping for air, but this will make it so much sweeter for her.
The moment I feel her abdominals tighten, her pussy clench and her nails dig into the skin on my wrist. I make two more deep pumps inside her.
“Come all over my cock, Cairo,” I whisper in her ear. Those words being her undoing as I release her throat. The most guttural scream emanates from her as I continue to fuck her through the most intense orgasm I’ve ever witnessed. Her thighs and body are shaking as she squeezes me so tight, she pushes me out of her. Her release splashing all over my combat boots.
I grab the back of her neck and immediately force her to her knees in front of me “Clean yourself off of me.” I point to myself, her cum coating my swollen shaft. I’ll give it to her though, as fucked as she is right now, she wraps her delicate hands around me and opens her mouth.
Flattening her tongue she begins licking her cum from every inch of me and not only does it feel fucking incredible having her on me like that, but she knows exactly what to fucking do with a cock.
Which makes me wonder how many times she’s done this. Doesn’t matter though as I will be the last man she does this to for the rest of her life. Just before she’s about to put me insideher mouth, I lean down and grab the underside of her jaw, bringing her lips to mine and shoving my tongue in her mouth. Tasting the sweet honey release of her and moaning deeply into her mouth.
Pulling away, I stare into her eyes. “I own you. I own your cunt, your asshole, this mouth, and throat. So you’re going to be a good little whore and suck the fucking cum out of me.”
She immediately nods and I stand up straight. In a split second she’s grabbing onto my hips and deep throating me. With each bob up and down I feel her nose brush against my pubic bone and I’m in fucking heaven.
“Fuck!” I shout, the sounds of her garbled choking causes me to look down at the sight below. Saliva pours from the corners of her mouth and drop down to her jaw. Pulling back, strings of it stay connected and she sucks it right back off spitting it onto the tip.
“Jesus Cairo, don’t stop.” Now I’m the one begging her. “Make me come down that-” I don’t get to finish before her saliva covered hand cups my balls and I feel that familiar ache in my chest. “That’s it, keep going baby, shit!” I grab the back of her head. “Hands behind your back, mouth open and fucking take it.” I demand, her reaction immediate and I rain down an aggressive assault that has her coughing and heaving.
My balls draw up against her chin and I squirt ropes of cum down the back of her throat with a loud grunt. Her hands fly to my legs, nails digging into the fabric of my thighs, no doubt creating marks on the skin below.
“That’s it, take it all. Fucking swallow every last drop, baby.”
I feel her heave one last time, but she takes everything. I instantly pull back, the piercings on the underside of my shaft clicking against her teeth. She falls forward, inhaling a deep and heavy breath. Both of us in the same space. My heart pounding against my chest so fast I fear it might burst.
Did I go too hard on her? Too rough?
Will she forgive me when she finds out who I am.
I can’t lose her again. That’s when I hear it, the sweet sound of her perfect laughter. Wiping the back of her hand over her mouth, she looks up at me with a bright smile and a tear-streaked face.
After a few moments of getting our bearings and our breathing getting back to normal. I help her up from the floor and sit her on the aircon unit. Pulling my balaclava back into position.
“Are you going to tell me who you are?” she chuckles. “I’d at least like to know who just gave me the best fuck of my life.”
“I don’t think right now is a good idea.” I tilt my head, brushing the hair from her face. I look on her wrist to see a hair tie, which is typical for women. They always have one handy. I pull her hair back into the neatest pony I can muster, gently removing the tie from her wrist and securing it in her hair.
