Thirsty

Now it was time to quench his thirst. He trailed his finger along the outside of one of her lips at the crease of her thigh. Slowly he dragged it up the crack of her ass up to her tailbone and then back down again, to trail along the opposite side. He could feel her heat, heard her moans, watched her body ripple, and smelled her desire. All that was left was to taste.

He leaned forward in the chair, his hands on the backs of her thighs. He extended his tongue reaching all the way to her mons, his nose pressed tight against her skin, and pushed through her lips. He curled his tongue and dragged it across her slit, over her engorged clit, pushed deep into her silky folds and gathered the abundant nectar on his tongue. She tasted every bit as sweet as he thought she would.

Her moans blended with his as he dove into her sweetness. He heard her third scream of the night as he speared his tongue into her. It only served to fuel his desire for more. She would quench his thirst tonight. He pulled, sucked and drank her honey. He reached forward and flicked her clit with his tongue, and was rewarded with her pressing against his face. He knew his slut wanted more, he knew his slut would give him more.

He covered her entire pussy with his mouth; he sucked and slurped her juices, his tongue hungrily devouring her silky flesh. Her juices flowed, he knew she was on the brink of losing all control, she needed release. Her legs trembled, she was so close. He was proud that she held back as long as she had. Now, he would bring her even closer. He pulled his mouth off of her, giving her a brief respite.

"Do not cum pet. Not until you are told you can. Do you understand?" he inquired, as he ran his finger along her swollen soaked lips.

"Yes Sir, I understand." she managed to croak back at him through bated breath.

He leaned over her and bit her ass cheek hard, sucking on the flesh. He watched as her head flew up and back off the desk as she cried out. He sucked harder, and reached up with his hand to grab a handful of hair. It was not the scream he hoped for; he knew how to get one. He dipped his face lower and sucked hard on her nub, pulled her head further back, and drove two fingers deep in her pussy.

She nearly let go of her ass, as he yanked her head back. She thrust forward using her chest to hold herself upright. She screamed as his fingers push deep in her heat. He sucked hard on her clit. Oh god, she thought, I'm going to cum. What am I going to do? She knew he was pushing her, to see if she could control herself. She started thinking about what would happen if she did. She fought the urge, but felt herself losing the battle as he began to drill his fingers in and out of her. His tongue flicked her clit. She screamed again, pleading for her release.

Her pleas grew louder as he finger-fucked her harder. Each time he pulled his fingers back, she felt more and more of her juices flow with him. His tongue sought her juice and he lapped at her. He didn't stop there; his fingers drilled her harder and faster. He felt her pussy spasm as she slowly lost control. He knew she couldn't hold back much longer; she begged him now.

He pulled his mouth away, but kept his fingers digging deeper, curling them while deep inside her. He watched as her nectar dripped from her- coating his fingers. He noticed her entire body quake as she fought to hold back. He pulled his fingers out quickly and watched her pussy clench against nothing. He watched her teeter on the edge. He let go of her hair and pushed the chair back away. He listened to her softly beg over and over for him to let her cum. She obediently held her arse cheeks wide for him. He couldn't resist and thrust his fingers back into her, pushing as deep as they would go. He closed his eyes and grinned as her pussy clamped tight on his fingers. He pulled them out quickly again, waited a few moments then shoved them deep again. He repeated this each time leaving her empty for a little longer than before. His hand grew damp from her juices.

"Let go of your ass pet. Grip the edge of the desk." he commanded. "Oh God...yes Sir...oh please Sir...please let your pet cum for you" she pleaded huskily. "Soon pet, soon."

She grasped the edge of the desk, but did not lift her body upright. He was pleased that she did as instructed, but no more. He pressed his fingers in deep once more, he twisted and turned them. He pulled her to the brink, and brought his hand solidly down on her ass. He listened to her howl, watched her back arch, and felt her flood his fingers with more juice. He pulled his fingers from her, and slid one back inside her pussy; with the other, he spread her honey around her anus. He pushed against her tight puckered hole, not to gain entrance, but to let her know that if he wanted to he would. He pulled his fingers once again from her and covered her pussy with his mouth again, brought her once more to the brink, drank her juice, then pulled away. He then knelt between her legs, and nudged them even further apart.

The resulting effect spread her lips further apart and brought her luscious pussy right down to his face. From this angle he could watch her quiver, see her lips swell, and from here he would bring her over the edge. He reached up behind her, grabbed her ass firm in his hands and dug his fingertips into her flesh. He pulled her cheeks wide and heard her gasp. He ran his tongue along the outside of her lips, as if he had just begun to tease her. He slid his hands down lower, to that tender place where her thighs give way to the gentle curve of her ass. From there he could reach over and rim both her holes with a finger or two- when he chose to. "You may cum when ready, pet"

Somewhere in her head, she heard his words, somewhere between the endless pleadings for her release. Ready? She thought. Finally! She felt his hands low on her ass as he pulled her cheeks wide again. The cool air was an instant relief to her overheated dripping sex. She felt his tongue sweeping along her lips and slit. He flicked her clit lightly and sent a tremor of excitement up her spine. He let one cheek go, and pushed his two fingers slowly into her tight opening.

She let her mind and body go, gave in to the sensations his mouth and fingers on and in her pussy. Her hips rocked against his fingers; back and forth she slowly fucked them. She heard him moan, felt him shift beneath her as he locked his lips on her clit and sucked. Briefly she hovered on the brink, and fleetingly wondered whether he would stop again, and make her suffer even longer. He scraped her clit with his teeth, nibbled, and then pulled back with her clit locked between his teeth.

She screamed aloud, pushed her hips to his face as the floodgates opened. The room exploded in a flash of light as the first wave hit, and hit strong. She bucked wildly against his mouth and fingers. His hand that held her ass wrapped around her holding her tight against his teeth and tongue. Spasm after spasm ripped through her, her knuckles white from her death grip on the desk. Her screams continued to echo throughout the room as he pistoned his fingers faster, and pulled her higher, prolonging her orgasm. Her head whipped back and fell forward as she was caught in the vortex of wanting to come down, but needing to fly. One orgasm blended into another until she felt like her body was going to give out on her. She gasped and panted, her body completely out of her control, but she no longer cared, she let go- she gave.

He felt her body tremble and tense right before she came. Her walls clenched tight against his fingers before he felt her convulse and flood his mouth with her sweet nectar. His tongue went wild as he slurped her juices from her. She fed his hunger, and he wanted to take more. His fingers drove into her relentlessly, he wanted to pull her higher keep her riding wave after wave. He held her tight to his mouth, not giving her the opportunity to descend. He kept her soaring, heard her scream, moan, growl, and whimper over and over. He also felt the second she let go and gave him the reins. The subtle change in her body, the way she relaxed and sank onto his face. Without words she said take me- and take her he would.

He felt her juices drip down on his chin, heard the wonderful wet sounds her pussy made as he finger fucked her hard. He knew she was nearing nirvana, lost in the hurricane of desire. As her pussy continued to convulse and spasm, he pulled his fingers from her and fucked her with his tongue. He sucked her flowing honey directly from her as she began to ride his tongue. He circled his drenched finger around her anus, and slowly pushed. She immediately tightened around his finger and tongue, he continued pushing deeper until his finger was completely rooted. He finger fucked her ass, slowly increasing his thrusts pushing her further into the abyss. He heard more screams and felt more tremors spiral throughout her body. He pulled his finger halfway out of her ass and rotated his hand in a circle, stretching her rosebud. He then slipped in his second honey coated finger and sucked her pussy harder. She exploded in his mouth, a waterfall of her sweetness descended upon his lips. He drank from her well, she sated his thirst, but fueled his hunger for more.

He sucked hard on her pussy until he felt her body collapse against him. He eased up on her, gently lapping at her quivering lips, slowly bringing her back down. He pulled his mouth from her, and slowly drew his fingers out of her ass. He moved away and stood over her, caressed her slender form as the aftershocks rippled through her. Her head fell back to the desk, her chest heaved. He watched her try to regain some semblance of herself.

"You've pleased me pet." he leaned down to whisper in her ear and walked away.

She whimpered at the loss of his touch, even though she knew he was still close. She could feel him, his strength, his virility, his presence. She heard him walk to the computer and shut the music off. She could see him at the computer, just within her line of sight. She moaned softly as she watched him move, blushing when he turned to look at her. She knew he must have heard her, and wondered what caused her to moan. Her eyes sought his, and in that moment time stopped. She couldn't describe that feeling if someone asked, but in that moment everything just...was.

She looked into his eyes, dark with passion, yet kind. Slowly she smiled at him, seeing the warmth of his eyes. His smile, almost a smirk, sent a shiver down her spine. She began to gnaw on her lower lip as she watched him approach her. Her eyes quickly darted to his groin, his arousal evident in the bulge, and back up to meet his eyes once again. The smile on his face faded when he saw her eyes dart to his cock. She tensed again, sensing she may have displeased him in some way. He strode to her in three strides, locking his hand in her hair again, pulled her upright, and crushed her against him. His mouth devoured hers, his tongue probed, sought, and demanded. Hers matched his in hunger, desire, and need. She heard a growl, felt it race through him from deep within, reverberating through them both. She brushed her pelvis against his, enticing him. She needed to feel him inside her. She moaned against his lips, and pressed herself tighter against his chest

He pulled back from the kiss, and for a moment they just stared at each other. Her eyes wide and searching- his confident and knowing. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips, grabbed her ass and pulled her hard against his groin.

"You've made me hungry my pet, very hungry." He murmured. "Are you hungry as well?"

"Oh, yes Sir, I am very hungry." she whispered huskily while her hands crawled up his back.

With another low growl, he squeezed her ass cheeks hard. Her head fell back as she arched against him- a moan escaped through her lips. His fingers dug deeper, pulled her tighter to him, she groaned and writhed.

She felt his hands tug on her hips, nudging her. She briefly resisted until after a moment she realized what he wanted. She brought her head upright to look into his eyes. She ran her tongue along her lips as she brought her hands to his front, splaying her fingers out over his broad chest. Her pupils dilated making her eyes even darker as they filled with lust. A slow smile crossed her face as her hands moved lower, down his stomach. He stood very still, but she had felt how hard his heart beat.

He looked down at her throat when her head fell back. Her flesh begged to be kissed, licked, nibbled, and bitten. He could and would devour her, but first things first he decided quickly. He nudged her hips and watched her head snap back up to look him in the eye. He watched as the realization of what he wanted reached her eyes. It pleased him to see the lust, the desire, and evidence of her eagerness to please him. He felt her hands on his chest, slowly sliding down his stomach. Her touch soft but firm, gentle while cruel.

She was not going to turn the tables; she was not going to tease. He nudged her harder, pushed her hips. Slowly she sank to her knees, her eyes never leaving his as she unbuckled his belt, released the button, and lowered his zipper. He buried his hand in her hair and pulled her head back, as her hand reached inside to pull his cock free. He watched the need creep into her face, from her parted lips, to the flush of her cheeks. He knew she wanted his cock.

"Put your hands behind your back pet, clasp your fingers. Do not move them. Do you understand?" He uttered.

Quickly, she complied, "Yes Sir, I understand." she offered.

With her fingers clasped behind her back, her chest was thrust forward. He took his member in hand and brushed it across her flesh, over her chest, her neck. He bent slightly at the knees and rubbed the head of his cock over her nipples, coating each with drops of his precum. The metal of her nipple rings felt like ice on his enflamed skin. He rubbed his shaft along her jaw. He observed the change in her, watched her chest heave, her hips rock, the slight shifting from one knee to another. Her eyes bore into his and his into her. He knew at that moment, she would give until there was nothing more to give, and he would take until he knew she had no more to take from. He would hear her whimper, listen for her to plead, and wait for her to beg. He would not do it to be cruel, he knew it was what she wanted, what she needed from him. He knew she would please him many times over. He also knew it would not be enough. He watched her face as he moved his cock closer to her lips; her tongue darted out in attempts to taste him. He watched the frustration grow as he purposely kept his cock away from her eager waiting lips.

He noticed her attempts to turn her head as his shaft caressed each cheek, how her eyes instinctively closed, as she absorbed the feel of his skin. He noted how each time her eyes closed, they flew open again to meet his, and the slight apprehension in them. She didn't want to displease him. He smiled down at her, reassuring her. He brushed his shaft back and forth across her lips; her tongue snaked out to follow his movements. He groaned as her hot tongue seared his flesh.

She felt him push her head lower and press his balls at her lips. She responded eagerly, dipping her head even lower, and extended her tongue as far as it would go. She reached her tongue behind his sack, slowly drawing it forward and up the center, stopping before she reached the base of his cock. She knew he didn't want her mouth there yet, and she was happy to finally relish in the taste of him.

She inhaled deeply, taking in his musky scent, filling her lungs. With a deep moan, she went to task. She swirled her tongue all over each of his heavy balls. She lapped them, bathing them, leaving nothing untouched by her tongue's soft caress. She watched his cock twitch and throb, noting which actions elicited a response. His hand gripped her hair; the other framing her face as she delicately wrapped her lips around his scrotum, and pulled it into her hot wet mouth.

Her deep moan vibrated against him, as she swirled her mouth around him. She sucked and kneaded him with her mouth, pulling him deeper until her nose rested against his shaft. His sack filled her mouth, leaving no room for movement. She swallowed, allowing her muscles to caress him, the moist heat from her mouth to soothe him. Her moans quickened as she traversed from the left to the right, back and forth never leaving one unattended for long. She pressed her face against him coating her face with her saliva and his scent.

He tugged on her hair, inching her higher. He watched as her tongue flicked and bathed his balls. His eyes became slits when she sucked each one into her mouth. He was pleased so far, very pleased. He knew her mouth would feel as exquisite on his cock as it had on his balls. He groaned as her tongue slid up his shaft, her eyes once again locked on his, as she knew it should be. Her tongue bathed his pulsing cock, tracing each vein, curling around each side, coating him with her saliva over and over, never once touching the bulbous tip. He held his breath as she followed the curve of his cock head, flicking her tongue along the frenum, making his cock twitch. He noticed the slight pull of her shoulders as she almost let go of her fingers...almost.

He smiled as she lifted higher on her knees, reaching up and over his cock, circling his head with her tongue- wide slow circles, slowly zeroing in on the very tip. She paused briefly to lean her head back, meet his eyes once more, and extend her tongue to lap the small drop of precum that sat gleaming. She smiled in satisfaction as his fingers curled even tighter in her hair.

"Enough woman." He growled, and pushed her mouth onto his cockhead

She opened her mouth wide to encompass his girth, and quickly fastened her lips tight around him. She leaned back on her knees, attempting to pull him lower. His rigid cock pulsed in her mouth as she slowly slid inch by inch down his shaft, pulling back each time she progressed lower, spittle already gathered on the corners of her mouth. She silently prayed that she'd be able to fit him completely in her mouth without gagging. She knew that would not please him, and did not want to start or finish the evening, for that matter, with any form of punishment. Further down she pressed, her tongue, pressed up against the underside of him. Each time she pulled back, her cheeks hollowed from the intensity of how tight her mouth gripped him.

She hesitated when she felt him deep in her mouth, it was now or never. She pushed quickly and felt him slide into her throat. She felt triumphant in the fact she did not gag, and continued to press further until his hairs tickled her nose. As she started to pull back, his grip tightened and he pushed her mouth completely on his cock.

He enjoyed her slow steady progress down his cock, her mouth tightly wrapped around him; hot and wet, just as he imagined her pussy will be for him. He thought about her pussy, how warm and welcoming it would be. How inviting she would be for him, her silky walls closing in around him. He knew he'd relish the feel of being rooted to the hilt. He growled again as he imagined her hips arching up to meet his, taking all of him inside her. He brought his other hand to the back of her head and pushed her mouth the last of the way on his cock. He held her head tight, not letting her push back. He felt her stiffen, knowing that she couldn't breath. He waited for her to relax before using her hair to pull her back. He pulled her half way back on his shaft and thrust his hips forward while pushing her head back down. Again he held her head tight against his groin, feeling his cock slide into her throat. Her muscles gripped him tight as she swallowed him. He heard her whimper from the force of his thrust, and admired the fact that she did not resist him. He pulled her back again, felt her gasp for air, and quickly impaled her mouth with his throbbing member. He increased the rhythm of his hands and hips, effectively fucking her face, and like a good slut- his good slut, she eagerly sucked and milked his cock.