How do you want it?

I woke this morning with your hard cock pressed up against my ass. God I was instantly so hot and wet. I wriggled against you, you pinched my nipple. I yelped then laughed because I just adore the way we are together.

You pull my body back against yours even tighter and growl against my ear, "You want a good hard fuck, baby?"

But you already know the answer.

You run your hand between my thighs, dipping into my cunt.

"How do you want it?"

You press your cock against me.

"Up the ass?"

You bite down on my shoulder. I groan.

"You want me to fuck your pretty mouth?"

You turn me on my back and straddle me. Raising my arms above my head you hold them pressed into our pillows. I feel your cock now pressing against my pussy and I writhe against it as if I could somehow capture it.

"How do you want it, baby?"

Lust is starting to take over my brain cells, but when I look into your eyes, I see you aren't in much better shape than I am. You move your body against mine in the cruelest torture, giving me enough to make me crazy but not enough to satisfy me.

"I want it however you want to give it to me." My voice comes out on a purr and I can tell I gave you the exact answer you wanted.

"Oooooh, that's my good girl."

Something dark flashes in your eyes, just enough to warn me, just enough to send that edge of apprehension induced excitement flooding into my veins.

You graze my nipple with your teeth, slowly. As you release my hands you warn me not to move.

You run your hands down my body, kissing me, biting me. 

Then you're gone, but I know better than to move, so I lay still, needy, wanting to touch myself, just a little... but I don't. I stay put.

When you return to me you have deep purple ties. You quickly bind my hands in their position over my head, securing them to the elaborate headboard. My heart races, you fold your fingers with mine, for only a moment before you bring another binding and secure it across my mouth. I shiver. You tie it tight, just enough so that I'm uncomfortable, but not so I'm in pain.

"You're mine."

I close my eyes and let the words roll over me. It's all I ever want to be.

You stand off the bed and look at me.

"Spread your legs."

I do. You bind one foot and then the other so I cannot hide from you.

"I can do anything to your body I want."

I writhe. I need. But I wait.

You watch me, your gaze hot, your cock hard and dripping. I want you inside me, I don't care where I don't care how, I just want you to fuck me hard and now.

You play with your self. Sliding your hand over your cock, teasing me with what I want, but holding it just far enough away that I can't have it.

I whimper.

I focus on my breathing. I have to bear this. I have to do whatever you want, it's the biggest need I have.

"You want my cock?"

I nod frantically.

Please. 

Your smile tortures me, but you climb back atop me. You run your cock over my body. My tits, my belly. Leaving a trail of wetness marking my skin.

Your knees press against my hips and you begin to masturbate. Playing with my cock. I want it. I want it in me. I want to suck it, taste it, but you keep it all to yourself, working it from base to tip, your eyes closed, you moan... I hope at least your thinking about me, but I want more.

I pull on the binds, but you have them tight enough that I can't move. I writhe beneath you, silently begging, but you just keep working your cock, moaning deep in your throat.

I surrender to the torture you've sentenced me to and I watch. I imagine having you in my mouth, being able to touch your skin, taste you into my soul.

You groan, and I know how close you are. I watch. Your so hard, so engorged. Your hand works your cock hard and fast now, you're panting.

Cum, baby.

A moment later your cum begins to spill from your body, a hot thread of sticky milky seed that shoots out over my body, coating my left breast, my throat, my stomach. I arch into it, I want to be covered with your cum, I want it everywhere.

You growl and finish working your cock until all of your cum has spilled out. The last of it running down your cock towards your balls. You reach up and pull off the gag, now you press your cock to my lips.

"Clean me."

I do. Greedily.

I lick up every drop of you I can find, sliding my tongue along your softened cock, sucking the whole thing into my mouth, gently cleaning you. So thankful for the opportunity.

When you're satisfied you pull away. You smile, "You want a turn?"

I can't find my words, I only smile.

The heated promise in your eyes is the last thing I see as you move the binding that had been across my mouth, over my eyes...

I'm yours. Do with me what you want.