Me and Maya sat at the edge of her bed. We were completely silent and waited for the door to close.
We were at her parents house and they were going to Azerbaijan for the week. Maya had not yet told her parents about me.
I knew it was because she was embarrassed about me. I was not the typical boyfriend and definitely not the kind of boyfriend a girl would like to introduce her parents to.
I understood that but it still hurt. Once I told her that I can behave and so I could meet them but she still refused.
I was not the bad boy in high school movies with black clothes and tattoos all over. Sure, I had two tattoos but they were not even visible (when I wore clothes.)
So than I was trapped in silence for Maya's sake. Her mom yelled out her, goodbyes and the door closed.
We waited a few more minutes to be sure they were gone. I leaned over to Maya and she looked at me with her deep brown eyes.
"I think they are gone," I smirked at her. The corners of her mouth lifted slightly.
I leaned in and gave her a peck on her cheek. She took my face in her hands and kissed my lips. I passionately kissed her back and my eyes drifted to the bag by her bed.
I took a hold of her waist and pulled her closer to me. She gasped into my mouth. I reached down to the hem of her shirt and pulled it off.
I held the fabric in my hands and started spinning it. It formed into a tight swirl.
"What are you doing?" Maya's voice was quite high-pitched. I hushed her and pushed slightly on her chest.
She laid down and made herself comfortable. I leaned over her and tied the shirt around her head. She giggled and the beautiful sound made my heart race.
"What is the theme today?" She asked.
"I was thinking," I leaned closer to her and allowed my lips to brush against her ear, "pain." She breathed in a sharp breath.
"How painful?" Her breathing was picking up speed.
"Depends," I took out a pair of handcuffs from my bag and placed them on her nightstand, "on how well you behave."
She pressed her lips together, "I will be a good girl."
"Sure you will, baby girl. Because if you misbehave I am going to punish you." I opened her jeans and slid them off.
"Alright, these are the rules." I pressed my thumb against her clit under the panties. She moaned a little.
"Rule number one, no moaning." She stopped immediately. I smiled.
"Rule number two, your safe word is maracas." She laughed at that and I smiled at the way her lips moved.
My fingers made their way into her panties and pulled them down. "Rule number three, you are only allowed to call me sir."
"So I have some kind of allowance then." She puffed out her lower lip. I let my tongue slide between her folds before I went back up to her face.
"You are allowed to do whatever you want, but it is going to have consequences." I kissed her with tongue to let her taste herself.
She sat up slightly and unbuckled her bra. She let the lace fabric fall to her stomach and her perky breasts shine in the late night sun.
I spread her legs with my right hand and immediately pushed two fingers into her. She gasped and opened her mouth.
I mimicked her and opened my mouth too. "Oh, where did those go?"
I pumped my fingers in and out of her. She tried her best not to make a sound. My thumb started to massage her clit and that did it for her, she let out a magnificent moan.
I pulled out my fingers and stopped touching her clitoris, "what were the rules again?"
"I don't know, just fuck me," she hummed. I clicked my tongue.
"I think I might have to punish you," I pushed out my lips and thought for a moment.
"Fucking hell," she sighed. I lost my patience and pulled down the shirt over her head to her mouth.
I leaned down to my bag again and retreated a horse whip. "Seems like you planned this," Maya muttered under the fabric. I ignored her and placed it beside her.
I stood up and started taking off my pants. "This is how we are going to do this, bitch." I could hear her gasp under the fabric.
"Because you missbehaved you have to cume four times." She looked at me with an annoyed look. I stared back at her. "And because you insist on giving me attitude, one of them has to be squirting."
Her eyes went wide and she bent her legs so that her feet were flat on the mattress. I didn't even know if she could squirt, we were about to find out.
I removed my pants and dropped them beside my bag. I pulled off my boxers and shirt and placed them on the pile that just formed.
I held my bodyweight right over her, careful not to touch her. I leaned down and pressed the tip of my rock hard cock against her clit. She squeezed her eyes shut.
"So, are you going to defy me again?" I pressed myself even harder against her throbbing clitoris.
"No, sir." She panted.
"Good fucking girl," I praised her. I continued to press myself to her while I reached out and took off the temporary blindfold and gag.
I stood up again and once again rummaged through my bag. I placed the little package between my teeth and grabbed the handcuffs.
I spun them on my finger before I cuffed her hands around the headboard. She looked up at me where she laid, vulnerable and beautiful.
I got back to the position on top of her and opened the little square with my teeth. I pulled out the slippery condom and rolled it on.
I looked in her eyes, asking for consent. "Please, sir," she panted.
It didn't take many seconds before I buried myself inside of her. I used as much force as I could bring out of me and pushed into her. She pressed her lips together.
Maya usually wanted a minute to adjust but tonight, I was in charge.
I immediately pounded her. She bounced up and down from my forceful movements.
I got all the way in every time and I could see that she was trying her best not to scream out my name.
It was usually not like this since I never had enough confidence. She would ride me most of the time but not tonight.
She was not used to take in all of me so it was especially hard for her not to make a sound.
I kept pounding her and thrusting as hard as I possibly could.
Sorry but I have to split this in two parts because it is sooooooo long. The next part is even better (in my opinion.) Please let me know if you like what I write :)
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