At The Edge of: Lust

Chapter 10: The 'After' Dance

Halfway up the stairs he was spanking her ass which jiggled in front of his face as he practically chased her his desire as clear as day. "I can't wait to see that ass naked baby!"

"You are going to leave some bruises if you keep spanking me like that!" She complained with a playful giggle in her voice.

"You don't want me to stop huh?"

"Not on your life, put those big hands to good use baby!"

"You know I fucking will!"

"Ah fuck, you are making me so wet!". She said standing at the door with both of her buttocks been squeezed in his hands which were all over them and enjoying the feeling and weight of them. 

"Way more than a handful!"

"I think you are going to be a problem tonight, until you get your sweet release..."

"I need to get balls deep inside you baby!"

They were in spacious and nicely furnished bedroom, he lit one of those incense candles whilst she quickly freshened up in the bathroom, it was hard to have to wait this long but as soon as she was out of the bathroom she saw he was already naked from the waist down save for a pair of black socks, sitting at the edge of the bed where she met him by getting down on her knees on a cushion and kissing the cock which had been pressing into her the entire time on the dance floor.

The cushion saved her knees from unsightly bruises and, there in front of her was the prize that she had been yearning for the most, yes there had been other men on that disco floor, men that had looked at her with a real desire to be next to her, to offer their souls to her but she only had one person in her crosshairs and his cock was now mere inches away from her lips, throbbing with heat and lust. She licked away the bead of pre-cum at the tip, she smiled as she kissed it and he moaned, his hand reaching down to her head to gently guide her into sucking that cock, he couldn't take being teased he only wanted pleasure. She realised as he worked his cock in short smooth strokes in and out of her waiting jaw, the dress was hiking up her

The one that she had brought to life with the mere sight and scent of her body, with the hours spent dancing, with the anticipation of a great fuck after all the dancing was done. Her kisses and her body rubbing up against his on the dance floor had teased the living lust out of Tommy and she almost wondered if he would be too quick to come. Judging by its bouncy rigidity it was now ready to be put into places where it shouldn't go, she moaned as it brushed against her cheek, smooth skin radiating the heat of pure lust. 

She opened her mouth and felt him push in to her mouth with a grunt of satisfaction. Her tongue was so hot and slippery all over that appendage, tasting him, taking in the scent of him as she breathed through her nose. She moved her hands up the powerful thighs sculpted by countless squats up to the buttocks which were flexing as he face-fucked her and she returned the favour squeezing them and then moving one hand between his thighs so that she could tickle and hold those balls which had thought themselves safe. 

"Ah fuck baby, why are you doing this to me?" He asked her.

"You are the one who presented me with this beautiful slab of meat and now you wonder why I am sucking and drooling all over this beautiful thing?"

"Even the way you are talking about it is turning me on so much."

"You are being turned on? I am dripping for you baby..." She responded with a wicked smile. 

She was focused on providing as much pleasure as possible to her man and she saw one way presented right in front of her, glistening with her saliva, this penis was so perfect. So smooth and free of anything which would have irritated or turned her off, on the contrary, the smooth head of it alone was enough to make her moist but the shaft, the big balls underneath? It was all too much and she started playing with herself as she took him back into her mouth.