Take Charge Spicy Audio Story by Salty Vixen

Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “Take Charge”. Dear Sir, You want your eyes on my body, and yours alone. You do not care to share. You do not desire for my attention divided. You need me all to your lustful greedy self, to gaze upon and touch, to kiss and lick and finger and fuck, to consume, to control, to possess.

And right now, I want the same.

All I can think about tonight, is your lips on my naked body. Let’s begin…

Your mouth. How it makes me pulse and ache. For you. For more. I pulse and ache and thump, thump, thump while you take charge and flip me over onto my back and spread my legs across the white expanse on which we play.

Kneeling on the floor at the end of the bed, your hands stroke my almost naked body, beginning at my neck, tracing my collarbone, taking in the swell of my breasts, fondling my hard rosy nipples, possessing my waist, moving across my tummy and hips and thighs and calves, ending with a gentle foot caress. At long last your mouth joins in, kissing, licking, sucking, roaming hungry gestures marking me with your seemingly insatiable lust as my body quakes and shivers in response.

Impatience now rules your move as you finally slips the cream and black satin g-string from me, my hips and bottom rising up, meeting your smiling face as the silky fabric and his fingertips brush my fair skin. Once past my feet you hold them to your face, inhaling deeply, absorbing my scent at a remove, extending the moment we have both yearned for over many a night and day.

Head sinking down, you take your time to look at me, to memorize, to truly see the curve of my mound, the neat strip of fuzz, each pink plump fold, my flowing slit now glistening in the low light. And after what seems like an age your lips meet mine, kissing my cunt as if it were my mouth, lips possessing and consuming, your tongue slowly slithering out, moving across the hood of my clit oh so deliberately, making tiny circles around and around and around.

My juices now pouring out of me, your tongue now darting and flicking as you pushes your thumb into my pussy.

Twirling and fingering, replaced urgently by two others crooked towards you, sliding, probing, in and out, in and out, in and out, my pussy splashing and squelching, your moans and groans as you sate your own hunger withdrawing your fingers and drinking me in, your other hand stretching out to find my right breast.

My one hand on the very same hand, the other stroking your head and pushing you in further, deeper as my legs open wide, wider, wider still threatening to tear me apart, whimpers and moans and animal groans, my begging and pleading for more, for more, right there, yes, there, oh baby don’t stop, don’t stop, my body unconsciously convulsing, my back arching with each new flick and lick of your tongue, with each kiss and suck of your mouth, with each wave of pleasure that courses through my slight body and releases the warm creamy flood.