Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “Slow Dive of Possession” Tell me, how much do you want me? How much do you want to fuck me? Do you know I have a fantasy of you being in control of me? I can’t help it, sex is in the air and I don’t care. I love the smell of it, I love the pleasure and the thought of you kissing me, licking me, thrusting in me, cumming in me, arouses me so much but then again, you know this, as I always turn you on…
Are you ready to make me orgasm? I am so horny for you, sweetie.. let’s begin
You peeled my panties over my hips, running your fingers along my skin. I moan as your touch feels so fucking good.. I pushed my panties off of my feet and threw them to the floor. Opening my legs for you, I ran my fingers under my top, exposing the bottom of my round breasts and pinching my nipples for you to see.
You love what you see as you let out a loud moan and spread my legs. You loved how perfect my pussy is. You love how my pussy always tasted to sweet as you wasted no time delving your tongue between my pussy lips. You pushed my legs open wide and pushed your tongue into my pussy hole, coating it with my warm cream. Your stomach muscles tightened and you felt a tightening in your pelvis with the throb of your cock. You heard me gasp a few times as your tongue feels so good.
Dragging your tongue upwards, you zigzagged upwards to my clit. The gasps of breath came fast as I waited for you to settle, but you wouldn’t. You wanted to keep me right on the edge. The delicious beginning where it’s almost too sensitive for me to take. You flicked at my clit with a soft tongue.
I squirmed beneath you, pushing into your lips. You want to make me cum hard and fast- no slow buildup. Your tongue danced on my clit. Up and down, side to side. You pushed your lips around my slit and flicked, fast. My moans were loud and I wanted some pressure release. But you wouldn’t give it.
“Fuck” I cried out, “slow down.” but you did not. You pinned my thighs open swirled your tongue in tiny figure 8′s on my clit. It was constant and unyielding. Never losing contact with my bud that was so swollen and hard. You so hungry to make me cum that you fought back the urge to bury your lips and tongue in my pussy. Oh, I flowed into your mouth, down your chin- I cried out to you, ‘It’s too much- fuck- it’s too much… no, no…don’t stop. Oh fuck don’t stop!”
I grabbed your head and squeezed your legs together around your head, jerking and fucking your face. The rhythmic contractions matched my breath- sharp exhales. groans. “Fuck, fuck…. ohhhhh god.” My violent movements soon became delicious strokes towards you. Scooping my hips upwards into your tongue as my legs lightened their grip around our head.
Your tongue sore, and your jaw aching, you finally pull away from my pussy. I am squirming on the bed, catching my breath and shaking. You sat back on your knees, watching me- you love everything about me and you love how I look just after I cum.
Just a few minutes had passed and you felt proud that you pleased me so well, and so quickly. I gaze into your eyes and say, “God damn…”, I that was hot I want you to that again.“
