Page 51 of Sinful Skulls
She tries to wiggle away, but she’s strapped in securely. My knees press against the inside of hers, spreading her open a littlemore. Her legs tremble against mine, and she begins to become more vocal. It’s fucking music to my ears.
“Brody, please,” she pleads after number five.
I have to remember she’s new to this, so I shut it off. But it’s not the reprieve she thinks it is. It will only make it more intense when I turn it back on.
She needs something to distract her from her pussy, so I stand, unbuttoning my pants. I stare down at her. “I’m going to push your limits,” I warn, placing my leg against her hand and then patting it. “Remember, two taps and it all stops.”
I flip the switch to low, and then yank on the leash, pulling her head toward me. “Tongue out.”
She obeys, temporarily forgetting about the hum between her legs.
I tap my dick on her tongue a few times before shoving in. I’m big, so I know she can only take so much, but that doesn’t mean we aren’t going to go as far as we can. I grab her under her jaw. “Relax, baby.”
She gags when I hit the back of her throat.
“Fuck, your mouth is heaven.”
My praise is enough to send her over the edge. She comes, moaning around my cock.
“That’s it. Take it like a good girl.”
I fuck her mouth slow at first, giving her time to get used to me being in control of what she takes. She comes a few more times, and I pull out of her mouth to amp up the vibrator. I bend over so we’re eye to eye.
“Two taps,” I say again.
She looks worried.
“You won’t disappoint me,” I assure her, palming the side of her face.
When I click the button, she immediately starts to protest. I know she has to be sensitive as fuck by now.
“Oh. God. Oh. God.”
Yes. Yes, I am.
I yank on the leash, bringing her focus back to me. She opens her mouth obediently.
“Such a good, good, girl.”
She gags as I fuck her mouth with a little more gusto. I grab her jaw again, pushing it down. “I know you can take more. Wider. Wider. That’s it, baby.”
Her nails dig into my thigh, but she doesn’t tap out.
Her muffled screams around my cock each time she comes makes me harder than I’ve ever fucking been. She’s crying now, spit running down her breasts … god, she’s a beautiful fucking mess.
She’s trying desperately to shift her hips away from the tortuous device delivering orgasm after orgasm. When I sense it’s getting to be too much for her, and she hasn’t tapped out, I decide to wrap it up.
I pull out of her mouth. “I’m going to come all over your beautiful fucking tits, but we come together.”
“I hate you right now,” she jokes, thrashing like a crazy person against her binds, but she obeys. Her head falls back and her muscles tense. She begins to buck in the chair as my cum coats her chest.
Holy fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I come so hard, I see spots.
As soon as I finish, I turn off the vibrator and then drop to the chair. We stare into each other’s eyes as we each struggle to catch our breath.
Her legs are still trembling when I unstrap her. She falls forward, limp in my arms as soon as she’s free. I pull her to my lap, holding her tight.
“I’m going to carry you downstairs so we can clean up.”
