The wild ones

The Proceeding

He walked around her slowly and took off her blindfolds.

She looked at him, at his white shirt with only one button undone, and at his pants still intact with the round bulge clearly visible.

'Undress.' The word came out of her mouth, not pleading anymore but as a command that he understood very clearly.

He nodded.

He unbuttoned, taking time with it as her stare followed his unbuttoning fingers and every inch of his skin that was being presented to her thirsty eyes.

Her tongue rolled over her lips involuntarily when he finally took off his shirt. He watched it, at her wet lips and her hungry stare on her beautiful face, and his desires overcame him, he climbed on the bed, rolled on top of her, and kissed her, wildly. His tongue came out to meet her, his hands grabbed onto her tits, and then as if a fire was just set loose in his heart, he took off his pants with speed of a lightning and pressed his hard cock against the wet lips of her pussy.

She waited, waited to feel his hard dick push against the walls of her pussy and light up her world, but the sensation never came. The feeling of his dick filling her up and lighting up her desires with the desperate burning fire never came. She opened her eyes, stared down, and saw him just leaning there with his eyes closed and with his chest heaving fast.

'No.' His word came out to meet her and she pulled hard against her cuffed hands to grab him and pull him inside of her. Not letting him go away this time.

'No,' He said, as she continued to struggle, and felt her hips rise to meet his hard dick in the air, 'No, not yet.'

He walked around her, as she struggled to be freed and glared at him for not giving her what she wanted so desperately, and came to stop beside her pillow.

'Watch.' He ordered her, as his hand held and stroked his cock rhythmically, with the hard veins visible clearly.

'Do you want it?' He asked, teasing her and making her crave him ever more.

'Yes.' She pleaded, fighting to reach out to him, and ending her torment she found him approaching closer. He lowered his hips at the level of her mouth and brought himself closer to her.

Her tongue was the first thing that greeted him, rolling, licking and making him feel loved and heated at all the right places. Later came her lips, grabbing tightly onto his hard cock and sucking it with all the burning desires.

He reached out, held onto the bed, moaned, as she kept sucking him wildly.
'Why are you so good at this.' He groaned, as she licked the head of his dick and sucked driving him crazy.

She let him deeper her mouth, sucked him again, rolled her tongue on his tip, and felt how huge his dick was. She remembered their first night together as he pulled her hair and let his dick move even deeper. Even when she had had sex before their first time with different lovers, the hugeness of him had pushed inside her pussy like a virgin being made love to and had made her bleed.

She felt her hands being released, felt his dick pull out, and watched as he walked away slightly. The next moment with her hands freed, she jumped onto him, grabbed his hair, and sucked his tongue and his lips.

He caught her, squeezed her ass, and pulled her closer. She wrapped her legs around his waist, felt the presence of his hard dick between her legs, and pulled him towards the walls.

To be continued....

-Jayesh Bhaware
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