Emilia Clarke - Lick It First

"Oh fuck, right there," she breathed, tipping her head back as her groans became deeper, more throaty and guttural as his tongue worked at her most intimate spot with a mixture of sucks from his soft lips. He attacked intensely by mixing the two, sucking her hard as he dispatched her hood with a swipe of his tongue and aggressively worked at her hard button, making her shudder hard and grab his head, rolling her hips into him with forceful, deliberate actions even as she could barely stand it. Her orgasm was close but she wasn't there yet, somehow he seemed to be able to read her so accurately that he backed off just enough if she seemed like she would boil over. She couldn't fathom how they had such a connection when they'd just met, figuring through her excited haze that he was just an excellent pussy licker and she was benefiting from his skill.

It wasn't wrong, he intended to bring her the utmost pleasure; he wanted to make sure she enjoyed herself and this seemed to be her thing, getting off on having dominance over men or something like that. For now he was happy to let her have her fun and worked his tongue, focusing solely on her clit now to bring her climax to fruition and make her come. She had a gorgeous pussy, the smooth lips just begging him to lick and play and he wanted to see what they felt like wrapped around his cock. His fingers closed tighter on her hips, feeling her shake and quiver beneath him as he focused solely on her clit and attacked with all his energy; his tongue worked hard in small, fast circles, just enough pressure to excite and overwhelm her without discomfort, circling back and forth as he again mixed in swipes this way and that across the surface of her nub to make her jolt and gasp.

"Ohh don't stop!" she gasped, breathing hard as she held his head to her body, grinding her hips into him to maximise the stimulation of her clitoris, her gasps becoming heavy and laboured, slower but more intense as her orgasm passed the point of no return and she had a final few seconds to enjoy the stimulation before she erupted. She held back for those final strained moments and then came hard with an almighty shudder, whole body bucking as her orgasm broke over her soul and she let out a cry of ecstasy. Dropping her head back, Emilia screwed her eyes shut and wailed her pleasure to the bedroom as her pelvis jolted and jerked, overtaken by her primal urges in her moments of pleasure, pressing him hard against her as his tongue continued to work her clit, just sustaining her peak further before she was suddenly overwhelmed, desperately sensitive and needing a break.

"Enough!" she gasped, a little more authoritatively than intended as she pulled his head away from her, skirt dropping back down to cover herself. She took deep lungfuls of air, looking down at him with a smile as she sucked in the oxygen to recover, legs still shaking in the wake of it as she felt unstable on her heels and leaned back onto the bed.

"Fuck that was great," she breathed, pushing her hair back over her ear.

"Now for something a little different," he said as he stood up, towering over her, Emilia looking up to him with wide eyes momentarily before he grabbed her shoulders and spun her round. She stumbled drunkenly on her high heels, her panties round her knees not making it any easier as she turned towards the bed, managing to stay on her feet only for him to shove her down over the end, bent over with her ass out.

"Hey watch it," she complained as she struggled for balance, bracing herself on the bed and pushing back up. His hand was immediately on her back, pushing back back down onto the bed, wanting her to present for him and do as he instructed.

"Do as you're told, Emilia. I'm in charge now," he said, his voice cool, deep and dominant. His use of her name somehow made it more complete and controlling...and it made her obey. She never had guys doing this to her, they always bent entirely to her will and let her be in charge which was both empowering and exhausting. Sometimes she just wanted to be treated, controlled and told what to do, not having to think about the direction everything was going and this was that moment. He was obviously running the show and it connected to her immediately in the most arousing manner, her whole body trembling as she submitted to him.

"Ok," she breathed, looking back at him briefly, just acknowledging she was his now as she put her head down and calmed herself. She was looking forward to it and looked out carefully under her cascading hair as he stepped round the side of the bed and reached out for her bondage strap at the headboard. Her pulse increased as he testingly pulled at it, seeming satisfied before he extended it to reach down to where she was, pulling it out and attaching it purposefully to her wrist. Tightening it a bit more, he walked to the other side of the bed and did the same with her other hand, Emilia obediently raising her arm for him to bind her, leaving her bent over the bed with her arms outstretched, bound and at his mercy.

"Now, we don't need this in the way," he said, walking back behind her and running his hands up her body, making her shiver at his touch, nerves flooding through her as his touch moved up her sides, pulling her skirt up a little again before letting it drop, teasing up her body and then over her smooth, bare shoulder blades. Her breaths were all that broke the air, hard, rapid gasps with an edge like a knife as his fingers played up her spine to the knot of her blade halter dress behind her neck. He brushed her long brown hair aside over her shoulders and attacked the knot, working his fingertips into it to loosen the fabric which yielded after a few seconds, his hands pulling the knot apart smoothly and letting it drop loose on her body, casting the dress down over her to drape onto the bed and leave her in just her strapless bra.

He drew his fingertips down her back, Emilia just silent beneath him as he stood right behind her, pressed almost into her ass in much the fashion she was hoping for, lacy panties still around her knees where he'd left them. His touch took her in again, the smoothness of her body, contours of her figure as he caressed her before moving his fingers back to the wide bra strap across her back. With an easy, practised pinch he released it, Emilia herself surprised he'd freed her from the tight bra so easily as it sprung from around her ribs and dropped onto the bed below her, freeing her gorgeous breasts to bounce naturally underneath her. He made her wait as he leaned over her, not touching her and instead taking the bra from under her and casting it aside, the lightly padded garment that had given her extra boost for the party thrown to her bedroom floor. As he stood back up his hands moved to her bare sides again, fingers stroking over the defined bra-mark on her body, fingertips tracing the lines on her body and following them round underneath her to finally squeeze her fantastic tits.

"Gorgeous," he murmured as he groped her, hands carefully yet firmly fondling her beautiful C-cup breasts, feeling their weight and firmness as they hung beneath her, impressed by her womanly figure. A joke came to her mind but she kept it to herself, not wanting to spoil the mood or break the moment with him as he took her in, working her through an intimate, meticulous process that was turning her on no end. His hands slid over her skin and he lightly pinched her hard nipples, making her gasp before his touch slid back down her body towards her hips, taking in the taper of her waist and taking hold of her dress again, what was left of it that hung on around her hips at least. With the gentlest pulls he worked it off her curvy his and let it drop, the sparkly black garment falling down her legs to her feet over the top of her high heels.

Kneeling down behind her, he drew his hands down over her ass, pausing to squeeze it firmly and just pull her cheeks apart a little for a private glance at her treasures before he spanked her playfully, making her gasp playfully as he hadn't put any real force on it, the action meaning far more than the actual effect of it. His hands smoothly brushed down her toned thighs to her panties, still caught at half-mast above her knees, hooking into the warm, soft waistband and drawing them easily down to her ankles. He urged her carefully to lift one foot, pulling the dress and her underwear off over her high heel before he let it back down and did the same with the other one, leaving her naked except for her party shoes as he threw the clothes aside. Kneeling behind her, he looked up at the stunning actress bent over and bound for him, almost completely naked bar the footwear as she bent over the bed, ready to be taken.

"Do you want me to take my shoes off?" Emilia asked, speaking up. After all he hadn't told her not to and she wanted to know if she should help him out even though it would leave her even shorter than before - her towering footwear had certainly helped bridge that gap up till now.

"I don't know Emilia, are these your fuck me shoes?" he asked coolly, slowly, letting the question sink in.

"I...well..." she stuttered, stumbling over her words, having not remotely expected it.

"Be honest," he directed, the measured dominance making her tingle.

"Yes, they are," she admitted; she loved the black silk high heels, they were tall and elegant, they made her feel so sexy and guys loved them too. She'd been fucked more than once whilst wearing them, or at least after a night out with them on.

"Then I think you'd better keep them on," he said with a smile she could hear in his voice, making her bite her lip.

"Yes sir," she murmured, immediately blushing and burying her head into the bed. She never said that to men, never, and to just blurt it out so suddenly sent blood rushing to her face in embarrassment. She was sure he loved it though, especially with her in the compromising position she was in, bent over before him ready to enjoy any way he saw fit. Without a word he slapped both his hands onto her ass, much harder this time to make her cry out in surprise and the sting of it, squeezing her firmly again and spreading her fully to expose her this time. Emilia had no time to think about it however as she let out a strained, gurgling gasp as he buried his face into her and drew his skilful tongue over her clit once again before sinking it into her hungry hole.

"Ohh god, fuck," she breathed, having expected him to stand up and simply bury his cock inside her now. Instead his skilful tongue sank inside her, delving into her soft vagina, her muscles instinctively clenching on him for a moment, only letting her feel the constrained, pulsing power of his muscle as it wriggled inside her. He thrust it rapidly in and out of her, making her groan deeply with pleasure as it tingled her nerves, driving exquisitely across every silky contour and fold of her before he pulled out and lapped down over her clit once more. Emilia shook as he slowly treated her clit again, licking over and around it before a long pull all the way up her, teasing her clit, into her folds...and over her tight asshole. She let out a shuddering moan and shivered, tensing up at the illicit, forbidden sensation and lifting her leg as she clenched up; nobody ever licked her ass and for him to just do it without being asked made her so hot, pussy tingling with the excitement as she pulled away from him, unable to stop her body. He immediately withdrew however, letting her go and standing up much to her disappointment.

"I think we need some more restraints, if you're not going to stay where you're placed," he commented, looking around for something suitable.

"Sorry, it just...I don't need any more, I'll stay still," she said, almost pleading him to come back and continue applying his tongue to her.

"No, I don't think you can be trusted," he said casually, swatting her on the ass and glancing around, Emilia looking under her hair at him to see him going into one of her cupboards. After a couple of looks he found what he was looking for, coming back out with two slender black leather belts in his hands. She watched until he went out of sight behind her once more where he playfully, menacingly tapped her ass with the black leather belts, hinting at what he could do to her.

"Assume the position," he commanded, looking down at her legs which were much closer than before. The actress immediately complied, stepping her lovely smooth pins wider out for him, digging her heels into the carpet as she steadied herself and presented herself for him where she thought he wanted her.

"Wider," he said firmly, commandingly as he abruptly kicked her feet out, a hit to the insides of her ankles with force but pressure rather than pain, her body jolting down as he spread her legs for her, Emilia gasping in shock as she just about avoided rolling her ankle, teetering on her fuck-me heels as he knelt down behind her. She'd definitely never been treated like this before, basically as a fuckdoll it seemed, but she couldn't deny how much it was turning her on and she had no intention of stopping him. Taking a belt, he pulled it around her leg; her feet were nowhere near the posts as the petite actress would never be able to reach them, but luckily the frame of her bed made it easy to restrain her.

He slipped the belt around her thigh, through the railing of the bed and then doubled it round again so the buckle would connect properly, securing her thigh with a double helping of leather as he deftly fed the belt through the buckle and pulled it tight around her leg with just enough pinch to make her feel it. Her excited breaths cut the air as he repeated the process on the other leg, leaving her completely bound and helpless - restrained in the face of whatever he wanted to do with her. He paused a moment to strip off his own clothes, making her wait in anticipation as he stripped down to match her nudity, swiftly disrobing to leave himself stood naked behind her, fully erect and ready for her. With her legs spread wide and bound that way he could do anything to her; she couldn't wait to find out what and shivered in pleasure when he spoke.

"So, this is what you wanted is it?" he said, sinking back to his knees behind her and grabbing her ass, groping her hard as he buried her face again and pulled his tongue straight over her asshole. Emilia let out an unabashed moan of pleasure, her body shuddering again as her legs pulled fruitlessly at the belts, locked in place as she strained and fought against it, hands pulling into the cuffs in front of her. Her moans and quaking body only confirmed that yes, it was definitely what she wanted and he wasted no time in attacking her with ferocity she hadn't experienced in years. A silent scream of ecstasy escaped her mouth as her eyes went wide, drowning under her tangled hair as his mouth went into overdrive. He gave long sweeps of his tongue from her clit to her asshole, tip of it swirling and assaulting her delicate button again but much harder this time, gliding up her folds and sinking inside her hot body and dragging over her tightest hole. But it wasn't just passing licks, his tongue delving into her anus rather than just gliding over, licking over and around it, pushing at it to test her tightness and make her clench on his tip.

She groaned desperately, sweat beading on her forehead as her body shook and surged with the sensations he drove through her that seemed to tremble all the way to her core. Her head was pressed to the mattress now, unable to think about much aside from the mixtures of touches and attention he was giving her body. From the intense, mind-focusing licks around her clit to the soft, stretching probes into her pussy and the naughty, forbidden teases of her asshole it was a licking like she'd never had. Bound as she was, she was helpless to control the direction of things, and so it was as she was really getting into it that he suddenly changed things up. He suddenly ceased and stood up, leaving her gasping as he pulled away and loomed over her, hand moving from her ass to her hip as his other grabbed his achingly hard cock.

Emilia cried out in pleasure and pain as he abruptly buried his rock hard erection deep inside her, his throbbing cock just gliding easily into her soaked pussy and stretching her tunnel as he ploughed so deep on his first thrust. She was hot and horny, absolutely dripping for him but she hadn't been penetrated so his slamming into her tested the walls of her vagina as he suddenly sunk inside. Despite the pain she didn't care, she wanted his cock so much right then that the pain was just another aspect of the stimulation, mixing with the immense pleasure of him sliding into her, his thick cock lighting up her nerve endings as he pressed deep and his hips pushed into her ass. She grunted heavily as his other hand grabbed her hip to lever himself balls deep with each thrust, shoving against her firm round booty as he buried himself inside her squeezing tunnel once more. His thrusts, like his whole manner, were controlled and measured, holding her hips tightly and working his own slowly but powerfully back and forth to thrust the whole length of his cock into her. He pulled back so her labia bulged with the crown of his head before energetically sinking it back inside her, thrusting down into the petite but curvy actress to embed every last millimetre of his throbbing cock inside her.

"Mm Emilia," he groaned, loving how tight, hot and wet she was, feeling exquisite around him as he penetrated her, the actress having got past her initial, tough grunts of mixed sensations to now merely moan and groan in utter satisfaction as he worked his length into her. It had been far, far too long since she was fucked and to be screwed like this, bound up and under his control only made it more intense for her. She longed to push back onto him, to encourage and spur him to fuck her harder, faster, deeper if he could because right then all she wanted was his cock. The strokes of his cock over her G-spot were frustratingly light but her orgasm was already there, having been building since he'd eaten her ass minutes before and now he was only building it as he pumped on her with firm, precise motions.

His hands seemed to ripple on her hips, affirming his grip on her body to push his hands forward a little and hook his fingers into her waist, holding her to put more pressure on her as he stepped up his pace. Emilia moaned gratefully in pleasure as he thrust his hips powerfully into her, jamming against her round ass to bury himself completely inside her, a crescendo to her sound of pleasure as he did. He leaned over her more now, pushing down onto her and thrusting himself harder, driving the bulging head of his cock down at an angle into her hot tunnel and more directly over her G-spot. She shivered in sensation as he continued to use the whole length of himself despite his increased pace, holding her dominantly as he fucked her harder yet still going tip to balls in her sweet pussy so she could feel every ridge and contour of his rock hard manhood as he buried it inside her.

"Don't stop, don't stop," she gasped, clenching and squeezing her pussy hard on him, gripping at his shaft as best she could as she pulled hungrily at her restraints. She wished she could shove her ass back into him to maximise the moments but she was tightly strapped to the bed, leaving him in complete control and only making it hotter. Her pussy was dripping wet, so slick and easy for him to bury his cock into even as she squeezed him. He was loving it, the feel of her unprotected pussy wrapped around him, clenching and begging him for more as she gasped her utter ecstasy under him. It only spurred him to finish her off, loving that he had her like this as his grip tightened on her and he buried himself really deep with a hard shove that made her cry out as he drove into her cervix hard, head jamming against it.