The Devil's Debt

Control

His dick pulsates in my hand as I kiss him. He whimpers and moans deeply as I continue stroking him. He jerks his hips forward, moaning as he looks down at what I'm doing.

"You're gonna make me cum. Oh God, I'm gonna fucking cum." he moans.

"Where do you wanna cum?"

"Down your throat. Please, I'm begging you, baby."

"Awww, my sweet boy." I say, lying his head on my chest. "How bad do you want it?"

"Really bad." he whispers, his breaths shuddered against my chest as he looks up at me, kissing my chest.

"Yeah?"

"Yes."

He inhales sharply and opens his mouth to moan, but he throws his head back on a groan instead.

"Fuck.... oh my God, fuck!" he moans.

I climb off his lap, and I get between his legs. I let go of his dick and I look up at him as I flick his tip with my tongue. He moans out a curse and holds himself up on his hands as I suck on his tip.

I start to suck it and I go farther and farther down until I can't fit any more down my throat. I wrap my hand around the length that I can't fit and I stroke it as I suck him off, earning moans and curses from him in return.

I rise off him and I spit onto it, then I go back down to lick a trail up the vein on the underside of his dick, making him shudder and moan.

"Oh fuck!" he moans as quietly as he can, balling up his fists with the sheets in between them. "Please let me cum baby, please. I can't hold off anymore." he begs, whining and panting.

"Cum." I say before taking his dick all the way down my throat.

I can feel his cum shooting down my throat, the sweet yet bitter taste overwhelming my mouth. His moans die down, the only sound being heard is his groans and my heavy breathing.

I get up, wiping the corners of my mouth as I climb on top of him. I lift his shirt above his head, then I wipe my hands on it, throwing it to the floor. He looks at me with sweat coating his face, waiting on my next command.

I hold his face in my hands as I kiss him again, his mouth hot on mine as he claws at my bra.

"Take it off." he says, frustrated that it isn't already off.

"You wanna take it all off me?"

He looks up at me with desperate eyes and begins to unclip my bra and take it off me. He takes my panties off and gives a look of satisfaction, sighing in relief when he sees my naked body in front of him.

"I wanna suck them." he says, looking down at my breasts with a hungry look.

I bring his head forward, letting him latch onto one as he kneads my other nipple through his fingers. He cups it in his hand and squeezes it, drawing a moan from me as I rake my fingers through his hair.

"It's your turn." I say to him.

He looks up at me.

"What do you mean?"

"It's my turn to be your submissive." I say.

"Are you sure you want that?"

"Yeah, I'm sure."

After a moment of tension, he holds me up as he gets his pants and socks off, and I start to take my socks off until he stops me.

"It's a little cold. I don't want your feet to freeze. Besides, I think I like seeing you in socks."