the gift of control

part four.

Feraye looked up and saw Ateş loom above her like the dark lord of the underworld who had laid claim to his wife of the light. He looked like a conqueror of war, a man who was about to get his just rewards for fighting endlessly in torment for years upon years.

He hooked his hands at the backs of her knees and pulled her legs further apart–her silken covered pussy on full display for him. She didn't even get a moment of insecurity as he placed his hands on the bed beside her hips and bent towards her center, lowering himself onto the bed until his face was directly above her. Ateş' arms held himself up as he gazed upon her in disarray.

"Your cunt is soaked, wife," Ateş lowered his head and brought his nose directly onto her pussy and sniffed...hard. "Fuck yes, your scent.." he moaned into her. Feraye felt his sounds vibrate into her pussy.

"Oh God..." Feraye realized she wasn't going to survive the real thing. Dream Ateş was a pale comparison to the very real and raw man before her.

Ateş looked up and caught her gaze, pausing as if waiting for something. Feraye realized he was waiting for her to consent. She loosened her grip on the bedsheets and brought her hands to the back of his head and gave him a nod as she pushed his face deeper into her wet center.

*****

He groaned as she smothered him in her most vulnerable part of her.

Ateş tongued her through the sodden silk, familiarizing himself with all things Feraye. He flicked his tongue left to right on her budding clit, he tasted her, but he wanted to drink her, consume her.

He grabbed the right side of her panties and pulled and pulled until it ripped right off of her. Ateş raised his head and let his eyes roam on her wet cunt. Her folds were plump and weeping in arousal and begging to be devoured. He lowered his chest on the bed completely and grabbed either side of her hips, pulling her closer. He reached over on both sides of her until his fingers rested on her lips and he pulled them apart.

"Your pussy is so wet, wife, is this all for me?" Ateş looked up and saw Feraye bite her lip, but didn't answer.

"This won't do," he tutted. He maneuvered his hand so that his thumb and index finger held her open for him and brought his other hand down on her pussy in a swift slap.

She screamed so loudly. He feared his whole family could hear her cries of ecstasy. "Answer me, wife. You're wet for me? You're aching for my fingers, my tongue and my cock aren't you?" She still didn't answer, but her hole was clenching and unclenching, releasing more of her arousal.

His wife was a dirty little slut.

Ateş smiled, oh, this was going to be so much fun.

He spanked her pussy again and then once more. He loved seeing her flesh turn more red under his attention, he loved to see her leak all over them as she chased her pleasure.

"Yes! All for you, Ateş. I ache for-for–oh god!" he moved his hand away and dove in for his first true taste. Ateş lapped up her sweet juices, kissing and sucking his way to her clit where he flicked his tongue back and forth, this time, without any material hindering him. "Yes, Ateş, yes, just like that..."

He was a man starved–he devoured her so thoroughly, trying to sate this intense hunger for her within him, but this just made him yearn for her more.

He grabbed her ankle and lifted her leg to rest on top of his shoulder. This opened her up more for him, he saw her little hole seep more honey for him to suckle. "Fuck, Feraye, I can see your pussy fluttering for me, you're so aroused!"

Feraye brought her hands to his head once more and pushed his face deeper into her. He loved when she did this, he loved when she forgot all else but wanting to come. He brought one of his hands around to the top of her cunt and lifted the hood of her clit so that he could suck on it harder–her body jolted.