Do I really need to tell you what to do?
You know exactly what I want you to do. It’s not really up for discussion. I have the urge and I need you to take care of it right now. You’re talented. There’s no doubt about that. When you’re in the mood there’s nothing that feels quite like it. Your tongue, your lips, your hands, your spit. When you work them all simultaneously it makes my cock throb before you even start.
But I don’t want you to just do it because you know how much I enjoy it. I want you to do because you want me in your mouth. Because you want to grip me with your hand. Because you want to taste the oozing drops escaping me. And not only because you enjoy watching me when I finally release but because you enjoy taking every last drop when I do. Now do what I want you to do. Get down on your knees and be a good girl!
It’s been hours of teasing and biting. By this point I’ve touched and explored every single inch of your body and you are soaking those pretty panties. But something keeps nagging you.
I’m still dressed.
You want it so bad, you want to feel me inside you but you don’t know when that’s going to happen.
I’m still dressed.
You can feel you pussy clench every time my fingers graze you, every time I bite your neck and your shoulders.
And yet I’m still dressed. Frustrating isn’t it?
You know why I do this? Because here too there is power. Because after hours of this when you’ve become nothing but a wanton little whore blinded by hunger the sight of me slowly unbuttoning my shirt will be enough to send you into a frenzy and in this state you will do anything I ask you to.
Lick me, she said. She wanted his mouth on her. Sometimes fingers didn’t do the job. Sometimes his cock was not enough. She needed his mouth. Right there. On her. To lick her. To nibble at her. To taste her. Right now. No more time wasting.
She wanted to guide him. Tell him directly what to do and where. She wanted him to know exactly how she liked it. What would make her pinch her nipples. What would make her tear at his hair. What would make her curse until the walls shook in horror.
She wanted him to make her cum. She wanted to cum for him. Lick me, she said. So he did!
