encourages him. Fuck his mouth is good. In one final movement, his tongue trails over my tattooed stomach and dives right between my aching folds.
“What I wouldn't do to trace every single line of these tattoos with my tongue.” His words take me off guard, but without missing a beat, he is lapping up my sweet cream and nibbling on my pearl. He is a master with his mouth, sucking and lapping like he is enjoying an ice cream cone. In no time flat I can feel myself teetering on the brink of explosion. Parting my pussy lips, he runs his skilled tongue in and out, fucking me with his mouth. Gentle flicks of his hot tongue tease my hard nub. He is barely making contact, but driving me wild. I claw at the duvet on the bed and dig the heels of my stilettos into the mattress. With one last suck on my clit, I explode. “Oh FUCK! Fuck. Fuck. Holy. Oh. My. God. FUCK!” I am loud enough to wake the dead, but it has been an eternity since I have someone go down on me with that kind of skill. My body is covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and my chest heaves like I ran a marathon.
Looking down between my legs, I can see the look of satisfaction on his face which is covered in my juices, and now it is my turn to give him exactly what he wants. “Good boy,” I praise him. “You ready to get fucked?” My legs feel like jello, but I manage to get off the bed, and strap my fake cock back on. “More than you fucking know,” he says while licking my orgasm off his lips.
“Bend over, feet on the floor and lean on the bed.” Without hesitation, he follows my orders. I grab the bottle of lube off the bed, and squirt it all over the plastic dick, coating it completely. With Levi in place, I lick up his spine, sending a shiver through his waiting body. Parting his ass cheeks, I squirt more lube onto his waiting hole, and position the tip at his back door. Instead of tensing up, his body is relaxed with ease, unlike any man I have ever seen get into this kind of kink. He is a pro, he expects every delicious little movement I will give him. “You ready, Levi?”
He grunts, and I push in slowly. His strong arms fist the bed sheets, as I make my initial entrance. With little effort my dildo slips right in. This is not the first time he has done this. “You like that?” I croon to him. He takes a deep breath as the cock bottoms out in his ass before finally replying to me. “I never thought it could be this good. Doing it by myself will never be the same again.” He grunts again, followed by a sultry moan.
I apply a bit more lube, pulling out and massaging it in before I slam back into him. The sensations of the strap-on rubbing on my clit is fantastic. Priming my body up for another orgasm. I pump into his ass quickly, trying to stay steady on my feet in these six inch heels. The only way I could fuck him was leaving them on. But damn if this isn't hot I don't know what is. I reach around, taking his cock in my hand, stroking it to meet my thrusts from behind. His deep moans turn into growls while I continue pumping his cock, and ass in an urgent rhythm.
“FUCK!” He screams, and I can feel the cum shooting out of his dick, right onto my heels. “Oh SHIT! Fuck! Seven! Holy! You. Are. A. Fucking. God. Don't stop. Don't fucking stop. Pump my ass baby. Harder!” His screams of ecstasy ring through the room, and I give him exactly what he wants. Grabbing both of his hips, I slam into him from behind as he continues to empty his orgasm onto my feet.
“You were a good boy, Levi. But now, you need to lick all that come off my shoes, then you are going to fuck me. I want to take that big cock for a ride.” I pull my dick out of his ass, and unstrap it, letting it fall to the floor with a thud. I stay in place, waiting for my directions to be followed. He falls to his knees on the floor and starts to lick his release off my stilettos.
Nothing is more erotic than watching a man lick his own come off my feet. Maybe it is a kink of mine,