Laying on my back, arms stretched overhead grabbing the brass railings of our bed, her teeth nipped and nibbled at my nipples, before trailing down to the wetness of my desire.©copyright crave 1996Her tongue, flicking across my clit, dipping inside to tease me, making me moan with frustration. The craving to be filled driving me wild.
She kisses me and I taste myself on her lips. Pressed breast to breast, mound to mound, she bites my neck and whispers,"Aren't you my horney little slut tonight." I can only grind my pelvis against her's in response.
Abruptly she sits up and smacks the inside of my thighs, hard. I scream at the suddenness of it and my juices stain my thighs. Faster she spanks, until my thighs feel like they are glowing and I'm tossing on the bed, wanting her, floating on the pain and pleasure.
Pain erupts on my cunt as she slaps full force on my lips. My clit throbs with her slaps and she catches it between her fingers and pulls it with each hit.
Her fingers enter me and I moan with relief. One hand spanking me, the other dabbling just inside, a thumb flickering over my clit. My body goes wild with sensation.
Deeper into me,3 or is it 4 fingers slide gently inside. Each slight tug, stretch, pull, wrestles another cry from my throat. My whole being is centered on my cunt and the delicious feelings she's eliciting. She turns her hand and it feels like my whole abdomen turns with her.
Almost unaware at what I'm doing, my own fingers pull at my nipples, then creep down to pull my mound taught, so pull her more deeply in. I vaguely hear her chuckle over my moans.
With her entire hand in me, she starts fucking me in ernest, her hand sliding out, then punching back in, hitting my pubic bone, sending fingers of pleasure reaching up inside. I rock towards her, wanting more of her, wanting her harder, wanting this never to stop.
I feel beautiful, I feel desired, I feel completely connected to the beautiful woman who I love so much.
My leg muscles quiver uncontrollably and I feel the muscles of my cunt squeezing and releasing. "Don't you dare ask permission to cum." my Mistress snarls. My mind is a bit confused at this since I always have to ask permission to cum, but I can't quite process her demand. "Yes Mistress", I gasp uncertainly.
With a voice that thrills me to the core, she threatens "You had just better well cum and if you fake it, you'll get the paddle." I want to cum so bad, I really do, I know my body is ready to, but there's just too much sensation everywhere for me to be able to. "Want a little help?" she asks
As soon as the vibrator hits my clit, all thoughts except that of what's going on in my cunt, vanish. She slams into me and I feel like I could swallow her entire arm. I cum hard, trying not to squeeze her hand too much, but finding it impossible.
Afterward, keeping her hand inside of me, she lays down half on top of me. Holding me as I giggle and babble incoherently for awhile. I feel drunk and completely in love.
With a slurp and a gasp from me as my muscles suddenly have nothing to hold on to, she slides her fist out of me. The sudden emptiness sets off more pleasant quivers in my stomach that lull me to sleep.
The next day, the lingering ache and slight swollenness of my cunt remind me of the night before. I smile when I think about it and remind myself to serve my Mistress with as much pleasure as she gives to my body.