“So where is it?” I place my cock at the entrance of her slick pussy and circle it in time with my thumb.
She moans. And then whimpers. My smile is victorious. Satisfied. But I’m past teasing now. My own need is getting to be too much to contain. So I circle my thumb, and then ram my cock into her slick pussy, jacking her up the horse on a scream. My eyes close and I let the sound sweep over my skin as my head falls back and my hips take over, pummelling into her unforgivingly, over and over, pound after pound, no let up, no chances to catch her breath. Nothing. I show no mercy. Yet, I am also at the mercy of the pleasure being found, the charging of my heart rate, the boil of my blood. My teeth grind, my skin’s wet, and my mind is lost. Gone.
Raya takes everything I have to give. My thumb leaves her arse, my fingers crawling south to find her pussy. She’s swollen, wet, desperate. It feels fucking amazing. I catch a skim of my cock as I’m stroking her, the sensation making me swallow. Shit, I’m going to come so fucking hard.
“My cock inside you, Raya. Fucking you. Tell me how it feels.” My legs spread a little, my one hand digging into the flesh of her hip as I circle her clit slowly, a contrast to the thundering pace of my drives. “Tell me.”
“Shit, Drew.” She’s gasping, her hands fighting the restraints, her legs buckling. “I’m there! Shit, I’m there.”
I pull out quickly and yank off the condom, my hand taking over as I spank her hard across the arse. “Not yet, Raya.”
“No!”
“Yes.” I work myself, pacing around to the front of the horse, and pull off her blindfold. She heaves, her breathing loud and erratic as she blinks rapidly, and once she finds me, I smile. I know it’s an almost cruel smile.
“Open your mouth,” I command, and like a gift her mouth falls open. I ram my cock in, grabbing her ponytail and yanking harshly.
She chokes, but doesn’t fight the invasion. Fucking perfect. I thrust powerfully and she accepts it all, staring up at me through glazed eyes. I’d love to stay here forever, watching her take me, my body in spasm, but the surge of my climax isn’t stoppable. For once, I can’t control it. Resisting the need to throw my head back and roar through it, I keep my gaze on Raya and let the pleasure rule me for once. I let it hijack me. Let it claim me. I hold my breath and slip free of her mouth, coming, my essence streaming all over her serene face, the flow never-ending. The power of it makes my knees weak, forcing me to brace myself on the horse.
“Jesus,” I breathe, certain I’ve never had such an intense orgasm.
Raya watches me, full of wonder. She doesn’t speak, doesn’t voice any dismay. She doesn’t question if I’m going to see her right, and right now that’s a good thing because I need a moment to gather myself. My vision is foggy, as well as my head.
I fight to get my breathing somewhere near to even, my clenched fist loosening in her hair. “Let’s turn you around.” I get my shakes under control and unbuckle the cuffs, lifting her at the waist to get her on her back without needing to remove the spreader. “Okay?” I help ease her back down to the horse as she nods, silent as she watches me re-secure her hands. Her head falls to the side, her breathing still harsh, her face covered in my seed. Call me depraved, but I leave it, wiping just a drop away from the corner of her eye with my little finger. She smiles mildly, and for reasons I’ll probably never fathom, it pulls a smile from me, too.
“Nice piercing,” she murmurs, diverting her gaze slowly from my cock to my eyes. My smile only widens as I step over the spreader bar to between her thighs, stroking across her small breasts as I go. Placing my hands on her knees, I dip and rest my lips on her tummy. Her back arches, her eyes closing. I came only a minute ago, yet life is pulsing back into my cock once again. My mouth waters as I turn my attention to her gorgeous cunt.
“Talk to me, Raya.” The very tip of my finger rests on her clit. “What do you want?”
“Your mouth.” She doesn’t beat around the bush. “I want your tongue on me.”
I push a finger inside of her, sweeping around the soft walls, and lower my face, running my nose through the hair framing her sweet pussy. “Smells good,” I murmur, closing my eyes and letting her scent intoxicate me. My tongue flicks across her clit. I groan, and Raya bucks off the horse, her legs desperate to close but unable to. I lick her from bottom to top, my tongue flat and firm.
She starts mumbling what sound like prayers as I tease her, drive her insane, push her to her limit. I build her up, tormenting her with my tongue, before withdrawing, letting her tension retreat before going back in. The sounds of her crying and begging for her orgasm as I lick her out is golden. I play with her for an age, held prisoner at her pussy by her constant pleas. I don’t need her to tell me that this is going to be powerful for her, maybe even too much to take. The knowledge spurs me on. I close my mouth over her and suck ravenously, pushing her thighs further apart. She screams, her whole torso catapulting upward. I taste her climax. I feel it hit my tongue.
Fuck…me.
I swallow it down, the taste dizzying. Never before has someone captured me in the moment so completely. None of what just happened was forced. I feel utterly blindsided as I roll my tongue through her pulsing folds, taking every last drop of her and consuming it, devouring it, letting myself get completely drunk on it. Jesus Christ, she is delicious.
Raya eventually settles, though she’s far from still, her body trembling in the aftermath. Her head is lax, fallen to the side, but her eyes are open and staring across the room. She looks disorientated. In shock. I can relate.
Surrendering her sweet pussy, I crouch and release her legs, struggling to rise when I’m done. I lower my torso to her front, her face close to mine, eyes on my profile, as I unfasten the cuffs, rubbing some life back into her wrists.
“Okay?” I ask and she nods as I help her up. She’s unstable, and though I am less than steady myself, I swoop her up and carry her to the bed, my face tight with the burning, deep ache in my shoulder.
Setting her on the mattress, I go find a cloth and wet it before returning and sitting on the edge of the bed. This isn’t protocol, but wiping her clean seems only reasonable since I ejaculated all over her stunning face. “Thank you.” She sighs and closes her eyes as I sweep the cloth gently over her cheeks.