'On your knees, slut'

If you missed it, the first part of this story begins in the post below.

Your fingers beat out a rhythm on and around my clit. I'm right on the edge of something big. The feeling is it's own kind of pleasure and yet my whole body is straining, begging for more.

My head is down between your legs, laying on your inner thigh. I have your cock between my lips and I'm doing everything I can to bring you pleasure. Sometimes the bliss gets to be too much and I have to pause for a moment.

You've told me that it feels good even if I'm not moving. Even if all I am doing is holding your cock in my mouth.

Still, it can't last forever. You want more. You begin to pump yourself in and out of my mouth again.

I don't mind. In fact, having my face fucked further fuels that ball of joy radiating from my pussy. It pushes me over the edge. It sets free the bliss.

When that happens I'm wilder than ever. I'm moaning in ecstasy, I'm licking and stroking and pumping your cock. The superwhore is released. I hold on as long as I can.

Finally I can't take it anymore. I must let go of your cock. I catch my breath. I howl.

We repeat this process until I feel the need to change positions. I want to kneel before you. I want to be your slut, I say.

You agree. "On your knees, slut," you tell me.

I lay a pillow down for my knees and go straight to work. Your cock is hot to the touch. It's engorged and red and deliciously hard. It's covered in foam - my spit whipped up with precum - my favorite kind of lube.

I can get really creative in this position. You never know what is coming next. Will I slam my face in straight and hard, over and over? Will I swirl: left to right, right to left, left, left, right? Will I apply suction? At the end of each stroke, will there be a rude popping sound? Or will I push you in as deep as I can and hold it there a while?

Finally, you have to stop me. I grin and wipe my face. Mission accomplished.

You stand in front of me, horny flag waving. You're concentrating on holding back. I'm waiting for the moment I can begin again.

When you are ready, you move forward. This is my favorite part. I plunge your cock into my mouth in one swift motion, prompting a gasp from you. That first stroke, I know, is ecstasy.

We do this over and over, building up your pleasure. Teasing your cock mercilessly.

I feel it too. Over and over, I feel my face get hot. Warm sensations bounce around inside my body, asking for release. I use the time when you pull away from me to grind my hips. Just that little movement is enough. You look down and watch me moan.


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