HappyComeLucky

He stopped for a moment, his body still pressed against hers. A slight move of his hand on her neck and he tilted her chin up so that she looked straight into his eyes. Her pupils dilated as if she needed to drink in every detail of him in that moment right into the depths of her soul. Her lips, swollen from the passion of their kisses, moist and parted. Her breath ragged while she waited for more.

Squaring his shoulders, he smiled as he took a grip of her hair. He made a happy growl in his throat as he looked her up and down.

“Ready?” his voice made it a question but his expression and the tightening of his hand made it a statement.

“Yes.”

The word wasn’t fully formed before she was pulled away from the wall and pushed down onto the bed, her knees being pushed apart even as she fell back.

His thumbs dug into the flesh of her thighs, pushing her legs wider while the single word, “Fuck.” escaped from her mouth.

“Oh no. Not yet. I need this first.”

He felt the quiver of tension through her thighs as he dipped his head close to where the scant piece of lace was steadily getting soaked. So close that she felt the heat of his breath and tried to push her hips forward to meet him. Each time she moved he pulled back a little, loving feeling the signs of frustration build. When she was quivering with the effort to stay still and an audible whimper escaped with each tease, he finally put his mouth on her. He licked and flicked his tongue under the fabric, grabbing the lace with his teeth and pulling it to the side.

That first long lick melted the tension from her thighs. Each lap changed those whimpers into moans. Holding back his hunger, he sucked and licked, dipping his tongue in and out, increasing the pressure as he circled and flicked at her clit.

Tightening his grip on her thighs in response to them tensing and her breathing changes, he didn’t let up with the assault with his tongue until she came, soaking his beard and flooding his mouth.

As her tremors subside, and she tilts her hips up, hoping for more, he kisses his way along her inner thigh. Light kisses and nibbles that make her giggle, followed by firmer ones. Then the nibbles changed, they weren’t as playful. They were bites. He bit hard and held it as he heard her take that shuddering gasp as she welcomed and pulled in the pain. As she climbed the sensation and he was sure the pain was a good one for her, he went to work biting, sucking, bruising his way along her thigh. Some were quicker but some were long, playing with her just as he had with his tongue making her squirm and gasp until he knew that her cunt was clenched at tight as could be, then releasing and feasting on the frustration that whimpered and quivered through for him stopping when she was so close.

Every now and then she would manage to make her noises into words. Not sentences. Just words. As each one escaped her, he grinned as he overwhelmed her with another surge of sensation. She was so greedy and abandoned to everything except what he was giving her right then and he delighted in having her as his plaything.

Pausing his biting for a moment, he brushed his beard against her now extra sensitive thighs, lapped gently at her clit and let her shaking subside. Once the tension in her body softened, he raised his head and with that look in his eye said,

“You’re such a fucking glorious filthy slut. You’re so greedy for this, you’re going to come for me.”

As she nodded, he dipped back to her thighs and her cunt. This time he but hard right at the top of her inner thigh and when she could hardly breathw from the tidal wave of beautiful pain and endorphins, he released and took the flesh of her cunt in his teeth and deliberately kept increasing the pressure.

She gasped and squirmed. He had to dig his fingers and thumbs hard into her bruised thighs to hold her down as she bucked her hips against him.

Everything tensed, it felt as if time has stopped and then there is was. Her whole body shuddered with the shocks spreading from her cunt and at the same time as the cry escaped from her mouth, she soaked him again as her come squirted all over his face.

He gently released her as the aftershocks rippled through her. Gathering her in his arms, he shared a come-soaked kiss and the growled his plans for what’s next into her ear.

One of the best things on my birthday was enjoying this audio version by @monstrousjaffa

My partners made my birthday wonderful in a multitude of ways.