Page 36 of Who's Loving You
I pull on the neatly tied bow and her robe falls open, exposing her nude body to me. Her breasts are round and perfect for sliding my dick between. Something I’ve done plenty of times.
“Take off your shoes,” I command and she quickly jumps into action, her robe hanging from her body. “And the robe.”
With her back to me, she slips her feet from her heels and lets the robe fall to the ground. Her apple ass is creamy and smooth with two dimples on her lower back. The dimples of Venus. Whoever decided to name them that was an illicit genius.
She stays frozen in her spot, not moving without my permission. With measured steps, I walk to her and finger those perfect indents. If they were deep enough you can bet I’d stick my dick into them. I’m a fucking deviant and want my dick in every hole it will fit. And that’s just what I’m about to do.
With gentle hands, I guide her around the room until we stand directly in front of the windows. I keep my face slightly down and hidden by the shadows, running from the light and chasing the dark.
“You like when they watch, don’t you?” I ask her and she nods. “Such a little slut.”
I leave her standing there and see the lights above the windows light up, one by one, letting me know that viewers are already tuned in. I grab the jumping bat and return to where she waits.
“Any limitations tonight?” She shakes her head, still not uttering a word. “Good.”
With the flick of my wrist, I smack the small flat paddle against her pale ass. She jolts then sags with release. It’s the reason why she’s my favorite. She longs for the pain, and I crave being the one to give it to her.
Another snap and I leave a matching mark on her other ass cheek. I slide the paddle between her legs and inspect it, her tangy juice coating it. I reach over her head, bringing the paddle in front of her face.
“Lick it.” My eyes zero in on her mouth.
She flattens her tongue and swipes it over the surface, cleaning it like a hungry little kitten. She moans with her eyes closed and I pull it away, throwing it down on the floor.
I leave her standing in the middle of the room while I retrieve a condom. She watches as I roll it over my throbbing head and down my stiff length. I toss a few more packets on the top of the nightstand, making it easier to get to later.
I advance and push on her back until she falls against the windows with a thud. If I was on the other side, I’m sure I’d see her wide eyes and big tits smashed on the cold surface.
I shove my boxer briefs down my legs and fling them off. My hand fists my hard dick and I slowly tug back and forth, the mushroom begging for release. Kicking her feet wider, I grip tightly onto her waist with one handand guide my dick with the other. It passes easily through her seam and my dick searches for her cunt.
Feeling the heat radiate from her I move slowly at first, just placing the head at her entrance, then roughly slam into her. It steals her breath away and she smacks her hands on the window. Lifting one leg by the crook of her knee, I feel her rise to her tiptoes on the other.
I thrust hard, then pull back with slow measured movements. Her body jolts with each push and pull, and she whines with want. The difference betweenmoreandstopis easy to decipher, and I’m an expert.
Her body continues to open for me and I slide in with ease. But I need more. I need to walk the fine line between cruel and just plain rough.
My dick comes free with a plop and I wrap my arm around her waist, spinning away from the windows and tossing her on the bed. She bounces and I watch the way her ass jiggles.
“On all fours,” I growl and she does just that.
Her head hangs between her shoulders and I work to unfasten the cuffs that are anchored to the headboard. She sees what I’m doing and stretches her arm for me to shackle. With precision I cuff one and then the other.
Her wrists are bound to the metal frame, while her chest is pressed flat to the mattress, her ass high in the air and her knees pressing into the satin sheets. I step back and admire my work, pleased with how she kneels for me, waiting for what I have in store next. And what I have in store makes my dick twitch.
I take the silver anal plug in my hands, my finger gliding over the dull tip. I touch it to her puckered hole and she flinches.
“You like this. Don’t pretend that you’re scared.”
She relaxes and I begin easing the cold plug into her,a little at a time to get her used to the feel. She’s done this plenty of times with me in the short months I’ve been coming here, but I know it takes a few minutes to fully accept the foreign object.
I twist and push, giving her more each time until it’s seated fully. Her back heaves as she breathes deep and I see a bead of sweat drip down her back. I can almost taste the saltiness on my tongue.
With an inhale and exhale, I crawl my fingers up in the inside of her thigh then slip two fingers into her stretched cunt. She takes me easily and I finger in and out before inserting a third finger. She moans with each plunge and pushes back, begging for more and soon, my entire fist is pumping in and out of her.
“Fffuck,” she cries out, but I don’t punish her for speaking.
I’d say the same if someone had their whole goddamn hand shoved inside of me. Let’s not forget the plug that stretches her ass, priming it for me.
The sound of her pussy goingslurp slurpis drowned out by the music so that only the two of us can hear. I know the people behind the glass are dying to hear the sweet sounds of crudeness, but I’m too enthralled to stop and give them what they want.