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Whipped

A little snack. Redbud and I will hopefully be posting more substantial fare in the coming days.X

He lay quite still as I worked my way down his belly.

I was not giving him butterfly kisses. I sucked as I kissed, leaving the pink ghost of my mouth on his pale skin. I licked the salt of his sweat and breathed him in as I lowered his boxers. He lifted his hips so obligingly I giggled.

His dick was hard, the purple head already covered in the thin layer of sticky sweetness I loved to lick and tease off before taking him fully into my mouth.

I threw his underwear off the bed and settled between his legs. His muscular thighs, warm and fuzzy, felt good pressing against my shoulders. My mouth was so full of saliva I nearly choked on it but I couldn’t go straight for him…not yet. His chest rose and fell quickly, and his big hands were tangled in my hair. His touch was gentle, and he didn’t try to guide me toward his cock. I rubbed my lips against the bare silky skin at the top of his thigh.

His skin was so damn soft it sometimes made me feel self-conscious when I didn’t moisturize. It was maddening. I licked over where his femoral pulsed, strong and fast. His balls were soft against my cheek but I didn’t touch them, didn’t lick because if I did I wouldn’t stop until my mouth was filled with his come and my copious saliva.

Every time, I salivated. Even after he’d given me what I was after, there’d still be far more saliva than semen dripping down my chin.

He caressed my face and sighed, not moving a muscle. I teased the insides of his thighs very lightly with my fingernails until the hairs stood on end, watching his body. He thrust his hips forward and his cock nudged his belly button, leaving a pearly stripe of precum that I licked off. By now I could barely think and my skin was burning. My belly felt emptier and emptier with every caress, but I didn’t want to capitulate just yet.

I lay on him and my nipples were so hard I was sure he could feel them rubbing against the skin of his belly.

“You’re so beautiful…” I rubbed my cheeks against the flaxen hair on his chest. He arched underneath me. I kissed around his nipples, blowing on the tiny pink bud until it flushed and hardened. He began to move his hips slowly against my belly, rubbing his cock against me. I wanted to stop him, but I didn’t have the heart. If he came on me instead of in me, so be it.

I laced my fingers through his and flicked my tongue on his nipple, savoring the way the tender flesh puckered. His groan vibrated through me and made me tense with arousal. I got on my knees and my ass wiggled with eagerness, my slowly throbbing pussy so wet it dripped and left dime sized spots on the sheets.

He gave so sweetly…but was it right? I stopped licking.

“Baby, do you, er, mind my taking over like this?” My quick breaths felt too hot against my lips.

He opened his eyes slowly and tried to focus on my face. “Hmm?”

I kissed the crook of his neck and nuzzled him. “I don’t want you to feel like…I don’t know…like you’re not all man to me.” I straddled one of his thighs and he groaned at my wet heat.

“What?” He sounded groggy.

“You know the, ‘me Tarzan you Jane I’m the man so I’m gonna do the fuckin’ and you’re gonna do the layin’ there it’s women that like foreplay men don’t need it’ thing.’ I don’t want you to feel emasculated by the way I like to fuck you.”

He did a picture-perfect facepalm that made my cheeks burn even hotter.

“Only you’d use a big word like ’emasculated’ when there’s hardly any blood left in your brain,” he said. He squeezed my ass and I began to rub against him. My clit was already so sensitive I moaned softly into his ear. “Is this your way of asking me whether I feel whipped?”

“Mmmhmm.” I played with his pubic hairs, pulling very softly until his cock twitched.

“You kiss every inch of my body like you can’t get enough of me, until I’m beyond thought. You helped me find at least five sweet spots I would’ve never imagined I had-” I bit gently into the inside of his wrist and his voice dried up. I giggled. “Woman…”

“Does that mean you’re okay with just laying back and letting me enjoy you as much as you so skillfully enjoy me?” I licked at the fading indentations of my teeth on his skin of his wrist and straddled him. My pussy lips parted on the root of his cock and I rubbed against the underside slowly. I had no plans of letting him inside me until I’d come for the first time, just rubbing myself on him. He squeezed my breasts and pulled on my hard nipples, knowing I’d feel each tug in my clit.

“You can do whatever you like, just as long as you don’t stop.” He groaned into my mouth when I bent to kiss him.

About ximenawrites

I undulate in your vision A strange beauty in a world of plastic, collagen and steel The endearing oddball the living, breathing Picasso that you want to figure out but too afraid to venture into my penumbra you cower at the gate, fingering the knob on the door to my most secret place wishing you could find the courage to walk with me love me, just as I am

2 comments on “Whipped

  1. paul1510
    February 6, 2012

    Ximena,
    very nice indeed, I’ve always enjoyed foreplay both to and from, it adds a necessary dimension.
    Warm hugs,
    Paul.

  2. oldwyseguy
    February 6, 2012

    Ximena,
    That is such a well written erotic and sensual story. I can easily imagine it was me.
    Very nice!
    JT

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