Goddess and the Hound

Power surged through my core, I was really fucking him now. My strap was deep inside him now and my hips were working back and forth with my strap inserting in and out of him. He had desperately wanted this the second he had met me. This man of mine was moaning, panting and losing his words, within my own body I was realizing how incredibly hot it is to claim him, to be the one making him mine by penetrating him and my god, my heart was racing and a smirk on my face making me look just like the devil himself, I think the devil would be proud of my position and my smirk as if I was his daughter claiming my rite of passage and that passage was this man I was claiming. The passage is his holes and I would make them all mine like a proud owner that I was.

"Yes, Goddess!!"

He was squealing over and over as I pushed myself more and more into his now relaxed hole, he was loving this and melting at each and every thrust I gave, like he was thankful for this and thanking me-- a goddess in his room making every wish and desire come true. This man was already madly in love with me and I could tell by the soft look in his eyes, that all these moments crashed down on him causing him to surrender more and more into this deep and erotic love that I would share with him. And with my love I kept fucking him till he came...

Earlier that day, well when we decided to finally wake up. We slowly woke up taking in each other with soft kisses, gentle touching, it was like fire setting my skin ablaze, it felt near impossible to focus on anything other than wanting to jump on top of this beautiful man and let him drain his balls deep inside my hot cunt.

But he wasn't allowed, I had to be strong and deny him. I loved denying him but my goodness it was a challenge, no matter how much I wanted my cunt to be filled to the brim and to have my legs open making him stare at the cream leaking out of me, asking him dirty and erotic questions about it, before letting him devour me and taste us mixed together. I held strong and rode him slowly without letting him come.

My god, I loved seeing his eyes go wide every time he felt me slide onto his cock. I knew exactly how to ride him and tease him, I loved nothing more than edging him with my pussy because I knew going right up to the tip and squeezing slowly back down rocking my hips. When I want to be really bad to the point of torturing this man with pleasure I would sit right back so I would have to use my arms to support me and as I would ride him my tits would bounce and without fail that man always had to grab my hips to say.

"Stop, or I'll come.. I know you don't want that mommy."

And so I would stop. Stopping didn't mean anything for us, it just meant now he had to make me cum.

As I slide off his cock and curl up next to him, he started kissing me, groping me, smelling me, wanting me and I was in heaven. His fingers already going between my legs because he knew how wet and turned on I was, here I was anticipating his touch and that's when I felt his fingers touch my wet cunt. I love when he would touch me like that and the sound he would make after touching me from realizing how wet I am for him. Moaning into his mouth as his tongue played with mine, I could hardly breathe at the same time I was breathing just fine. I never wanted any of this to stop, I couldn't help but feel like I was floating and drowning at the same time into this bliss. I loved this man with my soul & he drove me crazy with passion, love, desire and I was addicted.

Blissfully enjoying our moments in bed and making me cum over and over again we finally showered and made it to breakfast, well it was lunch time by now but that was stereotypical for us, big homebodies who could spend all day in bed. These dates were my favorite anytime spent with him was always a great time and getting a little tipsy at lunch was never a complaint, though I am sure he liked giving me endless mimosas because of how spicy I get after a few drinks and he loved stirring the beast inside me. And that's what happened, lunch was delicious and so was the food. We got so lost in each other that the place had just us there, staff were changing over for dinner and I could tell the afternoon was still so young.

Yes, we could have went straight home and fucked. I couldn't help but want to spend more time looking at him and listening to him before getting lost in the bedroom where no one exists besides us. So we went to another bar to enjoy more of each others company and obviously some more tasty cocktails. Our dynamic had always been fun and playful even when I would suggest we pretend to not know each other at the bar or gripping his thigh while I whisper nasty things. Or when I sneak off to the restroom to take off my wet panties to give to him, either to wear to keep on his wrist to smell and lick whenever I command. As we got lost again in each other, enjoying our drinks and sneaking kisses between even though we are both wanting and hoping each other would just get each other on the bar to claim it was hard not to think of my naked body against his.

More drinks were had but it was time to be home. A sloppy entrance to get inside and upstairs, distracted by some gentle kisses and making out as we snacked in the kitchen, looking at each other said it all. We wanted and desired each other, if people were around they would look at us and be uncomfortable by how intimate and close we wanted to be. A switch flipped and we were kissing passionately, our tongues danced and played making my mouth hot and wet. It wasn't the only thing hot and wet, that's when his hands slipped under my dress and between my legs. A smile on his lips as we both seem to remember that my panties were now being worn by him. That definitely increased our arousal as he kept touching me, his fingers now plunging deep into me and in a rhythm that was making my legs shake. Thank god no one was home because I was moaning and losing all control, I wanted to cum. I wanted to climax. I wanted to scream out in pleasure. So I did, I was coming. More than that I was squirting. The sound of my wetness dripping onto the floor drove us wild, he plunged deeper and faster, making me leak more and more. I could feel all the wetness between my legs and dripping down them as I was climaxing.

He held me up as I came, legs shaking and my breathless voice finally spoke.

"Next time, I am making you lick that all up off the floor and clean my legs and cunt."

He blushed as I looked into his eyes knowing I stated a promise, especially a promise that will be fulfilled many times over. Before I let him speak I said.

"Let's go upstairs, I want to fuck you."

Grabbing his hands and dragging him upstairs to his bedroom. How could I not love this man, my favorite blanket covering the end of his bed making me feel like I am always there and a part of him. I could swoon all day and night over this beautiful man but my god, I needed to hear him moan my name, squeal in pleasure and pain. To be my fuck toy. That I own.

Rolling onto the bed and wrapping ourselves around one another, I couldn't help thinking about the future, marrying this beautiful man and making him my devoted slave, my submissive pet and my bitch. Our clothes coming off in such a mess feeling the desperation in the air of wanting and needing to be naked and raw against each other. I always have a habit of stopping abruptly in our heated moments but I wanted MORE. I asked him to put the new collar on that said bitch and a mask, my favorite shirt that I loved the most on him, couldn't help it. I've had countless sex dreams of him in that sexy shirt. I then announced.

"I am going to peg you."

His face turning red and hot, I know he wants this and I will give it to him. Awkwardly putting the strap on even though he would tell me how sexy I looked putting it on, how turned on it made him and without fail I still giggled internally little.

The tension in the room changed, it was intense and erotic it was almost addicting not to just savor the moment of all this but I needed to be inside him and hear his desperate cries of pleasure. Finally dressed with my strap on, crop top and thigh high socks. It was late and I wanted to be cute comfy for this I was going to rail the fuck out of this bitch of mine. I asked him to bend over but it wasn't enough, I pushed his head into the pillow while I whispered in his ear.

"Like this you stupid whore."

He groaned at my words, I knew how much he loved being degraded like a slut. I was strapped and ready, and as I was gently lubing up my cock I was so ready to be inside him, pushing myself in and out made my skin shiver with pleasure.

"Are you ready, my puppy?"

I asked as I teased his hole waiting for an answer.

"Yes, Goddess"

He said almost too quietly for me to hear, luckily it was only us home and I was ready to make him scream.

I slowly pushed my cock inside him, noticing how tight his hole is even with lube. I needed to help my sweet boy relax so he could really take my cock. I asked him

"how do you like to be fucked? HARD and fast? Or slow and deep?"

Before I could even finish the sentence he was begging.

"SLOW AND DEEP GODDESS, PLEASE MY GOD SLOW AND DEEP!!"

And that's exactly how I fucked him. My body was quivering with power and feeling my core surge with my inner power that was dancing with glee. I was making love to this man. I was deep inside him and I was claiming him. I could tell he was enjoying himself now and my cock was now really fucking him, his relaxed hole was taking my cock and his squealing was causing me such delight I couldn't wipe the smirk off my face. Going in deeper just like he begged for it, and his sweet and sexy moans were driving me inside, so insane I could feel myself getting wet and turned on more and more.

I was finally making his fantasy come true. I knew he had been thinking about me pegging him long before we even fell in love, even before we met, this man fantasized endlessly about me pegging him and right now it was happening and sending him over the edge of bliss. At this point of me pounding and enjoying how he groans every time I pushed deeper trying to hit his prostate, him saying my name was killing me in the best way.

"I am gonna let you come, I am going to really give it to you and you're gonna be so loud for mommy right now and come, come so hard and so loud for me baby. Mommy needs it."

"Yes, MOMMY!!! Yes, MOMMY!!"

Over and over he squealed, so I started claiming him and making love to his hole. I was going to make this sexy man cum from me penetrating him. God, this was so hot. Gripping his hips I knew he had to be close. I could tell by the sound of his breath and the racing pulse under his skin. I was so ready for him to cum and make such a mess between his legs. And that when he said it "I'm coming mommy, omg, I'm coming.." I pound harder and deeper so he could blissfully enjoy every thrust I gave him with my cock and feel every inch of pleasure I was causing. He came loud and hard. I couldn't stop smiling, the biggest and most proudest smirk was across my face, like a princess who was just crowned a queen. I am sure my smile glowed the brightest that day....