To Eat The Cock: Part 1

“Knock, Knock,” his knuckles rapped on the hotel room door.
“Who’s there?” she asked, sweetly, inside.
“Why’d the chicken cross the road?” he asked.
She opened the door wearing a tight t-shirt and nothing else.
“To eat the cock,” she smiled, pulling him, by the shirt, into the room.
She pushed her open mouth onto his and backed him against the wall. She forced her hand into his jeans, squeezing his firming cock. She slunk down his body, tonguing toward his package. She unwrapped it and promptly stuffed it in her mouth.
“We really have to stop meeting like this,” he breathed out.
“Shut the fuck up!” she growled, then sucked his cock too damn hard.
He tossed his head back in a silent moan, squeezing her scalp with his strong hand. Before she knew he’d recovered, she was on the the bed, spread, with a snaking tongue rubbing hard on her clit. His tongue was insatiable, sucking great mouthfuls of her flesh in, drinking her pussy in slurping gulps. She fell silent, chasing that orgasm.
“Fuck no, you don’t,” he growled, stuffing two slick fingers inside her.
He beckoned her g-spot to come out and play. Play it did, pushing a tortured low moan from her mouth like a gramophone winding up. He gripped her ass with the other hand and held on. Fingering, he flicked her clit with his incessant tongue. She sang. Warbling from an alto to a soprano as she clawed at the bed and twisted her body in arched contorted torture. He didn’t play her untill she was spent, like he liked to do. He had other plans. She was strapped into the velcro wrist cuffs so quickly, she didn’t have time to object.
“These are for you,” she hissed.
He grinned and bounced his eyebrows.
“I’ll take my turn,” he said softly. “First though, there’s this.”
Warm breath moved across the flushed and sensitized skin of her décolletage. There was no clear path, just a meander, following the shape of her swelling breasts as she writhed, more intoxicated by the minute. He hovered over her nipple, breathing hot moist breath on it. She panted and arched her back to try to fill his mouth. Her hard tip touched his wet tongue. She shuttered. Squeezing the other breast in his big hand he sucked her nipple to his throat then let the weight of her flesh pull her nipple through his tender teeth. Flicking the tip as it slid from his mouth. She’d screamed when he took her breast. The scream turned to sharp whines when his teeth came into play. He paused. Her eyes flickered open.
“Fuck me,” she commanded, “Fuck me and don’t fucking stop. You..you..fucking cunt.”

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