Let me taste you," She said as she tugged at my belt. Her choice of words surprised me more than the action. We had been kissing and groping for several hours fully clothed. I was almost sore from pressing against the underside of my zipper. Sensitive and tickly from all the times she had traced the shape through the denim.
I couldn't say no to her, she was sliding off the couch onto her knees pushing my legs apart with her body. She tugged my best this way and that, I was no longer watching, my eyes already drawn to her shoulders and the hair which tumbled, dance and played around them. She unfastened my zipper and pulled me out. Using first one hand and the other she arranged my pants and underwear out of the way, gently letting her hands touch, rub.
"Ahh!" she sounded so excited as she looked down and saw my tip glistening with moisture. Her whole face lit up in a beautiful smile before she lowered her mouth. Closing her eyes and just tasting gently with her tongue. She surrounded me with all her fingertips lightly touching and moved them all around making me twitch and jump. I tried to hold out but I'm so weak when she's in control. I moved my hips a little and panted, begged her with my eyes to take me fully. The thought of her hot wetness over the full length beckoned me and her light insistent touch was driving me mad. She teased with her eyes and her smile, looking up at me daring me to complain or ask for more. She knows I will not, I always let the torture go on until she is too tired. Maybe tonight is the night she will outlast me, make me cave in and beg.
She nibbles and pulls gently with her teeth at different parts of me. This slows the rising tide the sharp little pains pulling me back from too far, causing more to leak from my tip. She swirls her tongue like a paintbrush not letting a drop roll of without her touch rolling it around. She takes just the end holds it firmly against my weak thrust, not letting me get the sensitive underside into her mouth. She begins to suck hard against me, pulling me against her teeth, and it hurts. It hurts so bad I almost grab her to pull her off before I can stop myself but I do. She pulls harder and harder with her mouth. I have tears in my eyes and she slaps lightly at my balls, sharp pains like cramps roll through my lower stomach, her eyes seem like ice now and I wonder if she will stop this time before I bleed, Her taps turn harder and I'm on the edge of making her stop when suddenly there is a great surge through me, from deep inside. My scrotum pulls tight and I must have screamed, my back arched and I exploded with a sharp jagged feeling. No pleasure like I expect with such release, I am pumping out lava. Burning through the passages of my bruised cock. She takes it all without stopping her painful work. She looks up at me in surprise for just a second then her eyes narrow and she pulls hard once more with her mouth. I slump back onto the sofa as she releases me, but I'm not softening at all. My heart is pounding like mad as she leans forward and likes a wide tongue across my stomach leaving a trail of red and cream. I hope that it's not from me but I don't check. She pushes her self up, staring at the blood on me in fascination and fumblingly she pulls off her jeans and panties kicking them behind her. She jerks my pants down, I'm still in shock and can't move. I'm still throbbing and pulsing and I think I'm getting harder the tip is all dark and swollen, larger than it's ever been. She straddles me and feverishly pushes herself onto me, bucking herself wildly for a few seconds before I start to move. She orgasms almost instantly it seems bouncing herself aross my legs, shivering and I can feel her moisture start to leak out and over my lap and legs. I start to get excited again and as I feel the pressure building it hurts so bad I groan "oh god that hurts"
She moans at my words thrusting onto me harder, pulling me into her. We flipped over and she stretches out grabbing above her head, digging her hand under the pillows to grab the frame of the bed.
She looks at me her face flushed sweat dampening the curls on the sides of her forehead and she curses at me, drives me with her words. "Don't you fucking stop, don't fucking stop. Harder! Oh damn harder! You don't fucking stop Oh damn!" She jerks her hips against me as I thrust into her and I can feel another orgasm rising. My cock swells as I slam into her trying to force the pain I'm feeling into action. My body is so excited the sharp pains throbbing in me spur me on each an almost electric shocks, She can feel the throbbing her eyes widen in surprise and pleasure as she topples over the edge into another orgasm her legs clamping around my hips as her back arches and her head and neck twitch and her hands convulse on the arm of the sofa. I thrust one more time feeling like I'm going to split open from the pressure. My stomach muscles actually ripple as I cum shooting what feels like and endless stream deep inside her, she grunts with every spurt, every little jerk of my hips. Finally I still and droop my head, out of breath and dripping sweat. She shudders lightly a half smile on her lips as she coasts on the gentling waves of her orgasm.
I'm finally getting soft and I can feel myself slipping from inside her where her muscles seemed clamped so much tighter than ever before, setting off a fresh shudder in us both at the sensitivity. I lean forward my head against her thigh looking up at her. She smiles at me, her lovers smile, a little wry a little unrepentant and reaches down to touch my hair. I shake my head gently, marveling at the violence such a loving face is capable of. Giving myself a shiver as I think about what just happened. I close my eyes just enjoying the gentle touch of her fingertips tracing pathways through my hair.