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Sir's Slut
Date: 12/2/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: ScenesofSin, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories
On my knees, resting position. Palms up on my thighs, waiting to serve my Sir. Legs spread wide for his pleasure. Eyes cast down. Knowing He will be here any second, the waiting has me on edge. Just thinking of my Sir's firm hands on me, has me wet and ready for Him. I think back to the last time. I bite my lip and moan. Fighting the urge to reach between my thighs, must wait for Sir. Goosebumps spread across my body at the faint click of the lock. I can feel his presence before he enters the room. My heart rate increases, my breathing comes quicker. I feel the tremble start low in my stomach, my wait was over. No, words. Not yet. I can hear Sir removing His jacket, His shirt. The quiet thud of His shoes. I feel the warmth of Him in front of me, then listen to the sound of Him slowly lowering his zipper. I do what I know He wants. I look up into His eyes, roll my head back, lick my lips, and open my mouth wide for Sir's cock. He pushes Himself in my mouth, deep, slow. I open my throat to take all of Him. To feel His cock in the back of my throat is heaven. I can taste the salty, sweetness of Him. I savor the taste of Him. I love His cock, worship it. It brings me so much pleasure. He fucks my mouth, slow. He pushes his fingers into my hair, and clutches tight. The sting of his force makes me moan around his cock. He picks up his pace, more and more. Fucking my mouth hard, I feel Him swell even more in my mouth. I know I am pleasing Him. He forces himself, deep, deeper, ...