Page 24 of Blushing Bride

The sudden yearning to lean forward and lick that drop clean off took me by surprise.

I didn’t know where this part of me had come from. I was ashamed of how I was behaving, but not enough to make me want to stop. My shame simply turned me on that much more.

“Open your mouth and stick out your tongue,” he commanded.

Without thinking, I did exactly as he wanted. My eyes rounded, wide as saucers as he leaned forward, sliding the head of his cock against my tongue. Immediately, the musky taste of him washed over me, strong, sweet, and slightly bitter. A part of me told myself that I should hate it, but I didn’t.

I liked it.

Just like I enjoyed the fact that he was fucking my mouth right after he’d whipped my bottom with his belt.

I stiffened as he reached to the side and took that same belt in his fingers. He made no move to swing it, simply holding it by his side within my sights as he slowly thrust into my mouth. When his cock hit the back of my throat, I choked a bit, but that didn’t give him pause either.

“Keep your teeth back. Focus on swallowing my cock,” he dictated.

I swirled my tongue around his length as best as I could.

“Show me how you can be a good girl for me with that pretty mouth. If I’m not impressed, I’ll put you back over that couch and whip that beautiful bottom until you’re sobbing for me and I can enjoy the sight of those pretty tears before I come all over your face,” he demanded, and I glanced sideways at the belt in his hand, a sordid reminder that my bottom was still bare and already sore.

I swirled my tongue around his enormous cock, bobbing my head back and forth a little in an effort to take more of him in my mouth. His pelvis pumped forward a few times. I pulled back, not used to the feeling of it. I pressed my palms against his thighs. Immediately, he growled in warning, and I whimpered, the sounds muffled by the turgid length of his cock.

The hand not holding the belt grazed over the top of my head and at once, he tightened his grip and pumped into my mouth much harder. I choked on him for a brief second before he pulled out just enough for me to suck in a breath.

“You’re treading dangerously close to earning a very real punishment with my belt, little girl. Don’t make me tell you again,” he snarled.

My stomach flipped upside down.

At once, I slid my hands behind his thighs, using my arms instead to simply balance before him as I bobbed my head back and forth. I tried to take more of him. I suckled around the head of his cock, delighting in every delicious tremor of pleasure that made his thighs tremble. He groaned, the sound low and seductive and it took everything in me not to slide my own fingers between my thighs and come with his cock fucking my mouth.

I started when he let one side of the belt fall to the floor. I swallowed anxiously around his cock when he started swinging it back and forth. When he pulled his arm back, I half expected him to whip my back, but he didn’t. Instead, he caught the tapered end of the belt in his other hand. He drew the belt taut and I felt it begin to tighten around the back of my head.

I knew enough to grow nervous at the sudden change. I suckled him harder, trying to do everything in my power to pleasure his thick length. To either side of my head, his fists tightened around the thick black strap and before I realized what was happening, he thrust into my mouth as far as my throat allowed. I choked, strangled by his cock for the briefest of seconds before I remembered to swallow around him.

As soon as I did, it became easier. This time, he pulled out and immediately thrust back inside my mouth. In a panic, I looked up to see him staring down at me.

“Open your throat for me. That’ll make this next part much easier for you,” he grinned, his gaze darkening ominously.

I cried out around his cock, but I was soon quieted by the ruthless mouth fucking that followed. He thrust in and out of my mouth much more quickly and I did my best to take him because that’s what he expected of me. I suckled him until my lips grew sore. My cheeks ached. My tongue even began to burn as I swirled it around his length, again and again in an effort to please him.

Using the belt to hold me in place, he fucked my mouth. He thrust deep inside, pushing past the barrier of the back of my throat in the process. I choked on his cock several times. Soon enough, I learned to suck in a breath every time he pulled out. He wasn’t gentle and I hadn’t expected him to be.

I wasn’t sure how long this was going to last, but when my soreness continued to grow with no end in sight, my eyes started to water. Before long, a single tear dripped down my right cheek. Not a moment later, another followed on the left side.

“That’s a good girl. You’re taking your punishment so well. Spread your thighs and touch that needy little clit for me,” he demanded.

I swallowed around his cock as the belt pressed against the back of my scalp. He thrust into my mouth as I tentatively drew one hand back to drift against my thigh.

“You may come as many times as you like, but you will swallow every drop of my seed when the moment comes,” he instructed.

My whole world caught ablaze with fiery passion.

As soon as my fingertips glanced over my clit, my entire body trembled with desire. I didn’t even know how it was possible. I’d already come three times and I could feel another lying in wait. My touch was hesitant, but I tried to emulate his as I slid my fingers over my clit. Slowly, I increased the pressure as he fucked my face, glancing up to see him watching me do such a shameful thing.

I should have been embarrassed, but I was simply more aroused than ever. Growing bolder still, I increased the pressure on my clit and opened my throat as much as I dared.

His balls slapped my chin as he fucked my mouth and my thighs started to quake as his sounds deepened in intensity. I suckled him a bit harder and moved my fingers a bit faster. I danced over my clit, approaching the edge of orgasm faster than I thought possible. I feared its onslaught and wanted it all the same.

“I love the sounds you make when I punish you,” he growled.

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