Page 219 of S is for SEX

“Watch me,” I said as I leaned forward and grabbed her by the arms.

After lifting her from the bed, I tucked my shoulder under her chest and stood. Now with her over my shoulder, I walked naked to the master bathroom and lowered her to the floor.

“What are you doing, Fucker? I wasn’t done. I want you to cum in my mouth,” she said.

“Watch me,” I said as I reached for the bottom of her ribbed tank.

I lifted her top over her head, and immediately reached for the waist of her pajamas. After pulling them to mid-thigh, I pointed down at the frustrating wad of flannel and shook my index finger.

“Get them off,” I demanded.

“Aye aye, Captain,” she said as she saluted me.

She bent down, removed her pajamas, and instead of standing, engulfed my cock in her mouth. As she aggressively began to force her mouth down the shaft repeatedly, I reached down and pulled her to her feet.

“Play time is over,” I said. “Watch me.”

The master bath was massive, and included a long marble topped dressing and makeup area which was fitted with his and hers sinks. The space between the sinks was approximately twelve feet long, and the wall behind it was mirrored to the ceiling.

“Hands on the mirror,” I said as I placed my hands under her armpits and lifted her to the countertop.

Without hesitation or complaint, but while facing me, she slapped her hands against the mirror at waist height. I shook my head, jumped onto the countertop, and gripped her shoulders.

“Facing the mirror, you sex pussy,” I said.

“I love it when you talk dirty to me,” she said as she turned around.

Now facing the mirror with her hands at shoulder height, it was apparent I wouldn’t be able to stand behind her and fuck her, due to the narrow width of the countertop. Unwilling to look like a novice or make it seem as if I had no idea of what I was doing, I positioned myself beside her, reached between her legs, and brushed the tips of my fingers against her wetness.

“You’re soaked,” I said.

“I don’t suck your cock as punishment. I do it ‘cause I love it. It turns me on,” she said over her shoulder.

I positioned my middle and ring fingers together and slowly slid them into her pussy. Forcing myself as deeply as humanly possible, I curled the tips of my fingers as I continued to shove them in and out of her rapidly. She closed her eyes, groaned in pleasure, and tilted her head back.

With my free hand, I reached for her hair, gathered it in my hand, and pulled it tightly. I pressed my jaw against her neck, clenched her earlobe in my teeth, and breathed heavily into her ear.

“Open your eyes and watch me, you pussy,” I growled.

She opened her eyes and gazed down at the mirror. I pulled her hair to the side, and forced her to turn sideways and pressed against the side of her ass with my thigh. Now bent over slightly with my fingers still deep inside her, her pussy was facing the mirror.

“Watch,” I said as I began to finger fuck her with all my might.

“Oh God…” she whimpered.

“Watch!” I demanded.

She turned her head to the side and lowered her eyes toward the reflection of my hand slapping against her ass. With the inside of my foot, I swept her leg to the side, widening her stance slightly. Now with her pussy in full view and my two fingers working in and out rapidly, she stared for a moment and eventually bit her lower lip. As I watched her relax and close her eyes, I reminded her of our half-assed agreement.

I pressed my lips to her ear.

“Watch me,” I whispered.

She opened her eyes focused on the mirror, and after a moment, closed them and began to moan.

I pulled my fingers from inside of her, pulled her hair tight against my chest, and shook my head.

“Fucking pussy,” I said. “Move…”

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