using her mouth much the same way he planned to use her pussy, for his pleasure, at his will.
The next time he let her up for air, Delilah was attempting to speak around his cock. Sam knew exactly what she wanted. He shook his head without remorse, giving her an answer she obviously didn’t want to hear.
When the arm buried beneath her stilled, he chuckled. “I don’t think so, Trouble. Keep playing. I want you right on edge.” Sam wanted her right there with him. He was close, so very close.
His balls felt tight, the heat of her throat as he pounded into her mouth, just enough to set him over the edge. “Fuck, baby! Close your mouth and take it. All of it!”
The feel of her lips closing around him, hot and wet, was exactly what Sam needed. He came, wave after wave of his seed filling her mouth. “Come for me, Lila.” Sam groaned the words as his body shuddered through its release.
She came screaming his name, her eyes wet with tears, her mouth fastened tight around his cock as if she were afraid she might miss a drop. It was probably the best damn blow job he’d ever had, Sam thought as he leaned back against the pillows.
* * * * *
Morning came too soon as far as Sam was concerned. He’d spent the last hour or so packing his bags and doing some work online. It would be really great to have more time with the curvy bundle still sound asleep in his bed, but their time was about up.
Devious plans as to how to wake Delilah had been forming in his mind and now it was time to bring them to life. With deft hands, Sam lifted her arms and secured them to the headboard over her head. She’d woken up shortly after his first touch and now stared at him with a heavy-lidded gaze.
“Morning, sunshine.”
She smiled a crooked little smile. “Morning, Sir.”
Sam watched her, thinking how beautiful she was all soft and stretched out for him. “Bend your knees, feet on the bed then let your knees relax to the sides.”
Delilah did exactly as told, a cute blush stealing over her cheeks. He’d been busy preparing for the scene. Condom-covered toys, lube and a cute little flogger that was much more wicked than might be first thought.
Settling in beside her on the bed, Sam lubed up a medium-sized butt plug. He didn’t bother to show it to her, instead enjoying the way her body tensed briefly as he parted her cheeks in order to find the tiny puckered star of her ass.
The way she moaned as he introduced its length into the dark haven of her body made his cock twitch to life. “Very good, baby.”
He then made short work of impaling her with a dildo comparable in size to his own shaft. Between the anal toy and the one now invading her pussy, she was stretched tight, her panting breaths echoing loud in the early morning stillness.
Climbing from the bed, he stood at the foot, looking up her body to her face. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted. The slight swell of her abdomen quivered as he ran the falls of the flogger over her soft, pink pussy lips.
“Stay like you are.”
The first flick of his wrist hit her where the tender flesh of thigh and pussy met. Instantly it turned red. Her hiss of pain didn’t come until he repeated the motion on the other side. The next blow landed directly over her mound. She screamed beautifully.
Time after time Sam flicked his wrist, catching already-heated skin as well as places new to the lick of the implement. Each time she gifted him with her reaction. A whimper, a cry, begging and pleading as well as the beautiful tears she eventually couldn’t hold back.
“Please, Sir. I can’t… Oh God, I’m going to come.”
Her body tensed as if to follow through with the threat she’d just voiced. “Not yet, Lila.”
Sweat soaked, the hair at her temples glistened off her quaking body, proving just how hard of a time she was having holding back. “Please hurrrrry!” The last was drawn out in a wail of frustration.
Unable to wait another minute, Sam climbed onto the bed.
The next time he let her up for air, Delilah was attempting to speak around his cock. Sam knew exactly what she wanted. He shook his head without remorse, giving her an answer she obviously didn’t want to hear.
When the arm buried beneath her stilled, he chuckled. “I don’t think so, Trouble. Keep playing. I want you right on edge.” Sam wanted her right there with him. He was close, so very close.
His balls felt tight, the heat of her throat as he pounded into her mouth, just enough to set him over the edge. “Fuck, baby! Close your mouth and take it. All of it!”
The feel of her lips closing around him, hot and wet, was exactly what Sam needed. He came, wave after wave of his seed filling her mouth. “Come for me, Lila.” Sam groaned the words as his body shuddered through its release.
She came screaming his name, her eyes wet with tears, her mouth fastened tight around his cock as if she were afraid she might miss a drop. It was probably the best damn blow job he’d ever had, Sam thought as he leaned back against the pillows.
* * * * *
Morning came too soon as far as Sam was concerned. He’d spent the last hour or so packing his bags and doing some work online. It would be really great to have more time with the curvy bundle still sound asleep in his bed, but their time was about up.
Devious plans as to how to wake Delilah had been forming in his mind and now it was time to bring them to life. With deft hands, Sam lifted her arms and secured them to the headboard over her head. She’d woken up shortly after his first touch and now stared at him with a heavy-lidded gaze.
“Morning, sunshine.”
She smiled a crooked little smile. “Morning, Sir.”
Sam watched her, thinking how beautiful she was all soft and stretched out for him. “Bend your knees, feet on the bed then let your knees relax to the sides.”
Delilah did exactly as told, a cute blush stealing over her cheeks. He’d been busy preparing for the scene. Condom-covered toys, lube and a cute little flogger that was much more wicked than might be first thought.
Settling in beside her on the bed, Sam lubed up a medium-sized butt plug. He didn’t bother to show it to her, instead enjoying the way her body tensed briefly as he parted her cheeks in order to find the tiny puckered star of her ass.
The way she moaned as he introduced its length into the dark haven of her body made his cock twitch to life. “Very good, baby.”
He then made short work of impaling her with a dildo comparable in size to his own shaft. Between the anal toy and the one now invading her pussy, she was stretched tight, her panting breaths echoing loud in the early morning stillness.
Climbing from the bed, he stood at the foot, looking up her body to her face. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted. The slight swell of her abdomen quivered as he ran the falls of the flogger over her soft, pink pussy lips.
“Stay like you are.”
The first flick of his wrist hit her where the tender flesh of thigh and pussy met. Instantly it turned red. Her hiss of pain didn’t come until he repeated the motion on the other side. The next blow landed directly over her mound. She screamed beautifully.
Time after time Sam flicked his wrist, catching already-heated skin as well as places new to the lick of the implement. Each time she gifted him with her reaction. A whimper, a cry, begging and pleading as well as the beautiful tears she eventually couldn’t hold back.
“Please, Sir. I can’t… Oh God, I’m going to come.”
Her body tensed as if to follow through with the threat she’d just voiced. “Not yet, Lila.”
Sweat soaked, the hair at her temples glistened off her quaking body, proving just how hard of a time she was having holding back. “Please hurrrrry!” The last was drawn out in a wail of frustration.
Unable to wait another minute, Sam climbed onto the bed.
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