SexArt - Episode 8

Rebecca had him exactly where she wanted—flat on his back, wrists bound to the bed posts with silk ties that didn’t chafe but left no doubt who controlled the moment. She straddled him, knees planted wide, her cunt hovering just above his mouth while she held his cock upright, thumb stroking the sensitive underside with slow, lazy circles. He could smell her arousal, that faint sweet musk, and the sight of her swollen lips so close made his mouth water. She lowered herself just enough for him to flick his tongue across her clit, once, twice, nothing more, then pulled away again. Her fingers tightened around his shaft as she watched him strain upward, hungry, needy. She sank down farther on the next pass, letting him bury his tongue inside her, let him lap at her until her thighs began to tremble. Then she rose again, leaving him gasping, lips glistening. With her free hand she reached back, spread herself open, and sank onto his cock in one smooth stroke—wet, hot, relentless. Her inner walls gripped him hard as she rocked, slow and deliberate, every roll of her hips pulling him deeper. She leaned forward, palms flat on his chest, hair falling around her face, and rode him with short, sharp thrusts that made her clit grind against his pubic bone each time she dropped down. Sweat beaded at the small of her back. Her breath came faster. She could feel him swelling inside her, getting close, so she stopped—held perfectly still, cunt clenching around him in rhythmic pulses until the threat of orgasm ebbed. Only then did she start again, dragging him back to the edge, making him beg with his eyes because his mouth was still busy tasting her every time she leaned forward far enough to let him lick. She kept that rhythm until she decided he’d earned release, until her own thighs shook from holding back. Then she sank down hard, took him all the way, and let herself come with him, muscles fluttering, a low moan slipping out between clenched teeth while he pulsed deep inside her, filling her with every last thrust she allowed.