"Because I wannit… that’s why."
There’s joy in my submission. (Sometimes shame, and frustration, and desperation, and all kinds of other big feelings but) mostly there’s joy. I love giving him what he wants, I love making him proud, seeing that smile, that warm adoring gaze. I love knowing I’m doing all the right things, pushing all the right buttons, perfect in his eyes. I love pleasing him. I love challenging that voice in my head that says I have to be in control. There’s comfort and safety in the way he compels me to submit to him. It’s an act of love.
Lollipops are a very clever way to cover up the fact that you have been a very naughty girl on your lunch break. The sweet sticky wetness covers up all evidence of bad girl deeds your mouth may have been up to, and it’s a good excuse as to why your pretty lips are all rosy and juicy (you know, the way they get afterwards). I mean sure, you could use minty gum like every one else but where’s the fun in that? It’s okay to be deliciously dirty.
It was Bette’s turn to squirt. Ben stood at the edge of the bed and she leaned back on a towel. My husband fucked me doggy style so I could watch.
Ben knows what he’s doing with his hands and it didn’t take long before she arched her back and moaned and her cum was splashing around his fingers. Ben leaned over and kissed me as he worked Bette’s pussy again and again, soaking one of the last clean towels they had. He stood up straight again and watched Bette’s face as she came.
"Taste it," she said to him, and he slid his fingers into his mouth closing his eyes. I was mesmerized watching his face. It came out of my mouth before I realised I was thinking out loud;
"I wanna taste it too."
He looked down at me with a slight smirk but he didn’t say a word. He slid two fingers inside of his wife again and held my gaze as he thrust in that rocking upwards motion that made her buckle and cum. As she released and I heard the slick wet sounds his lips parted and he watched while he brought his dripping wet fingers to my mouth. He slowly pushed his cum soaked fingers between my lips, inch by inch, I eye-fucked the living hell out of him as I sucked them clean. His mouth was drawn to mine as he withdrew, he kissed me hard and bit my lower lip. My husband grabbed my hips and slowed his pace, I could tell they were both close to cumming.
When I watch this I swear to god I can feel it.
I just read an interview with James Deen where he lamented that because porn viewers don’t watch/purchase/fast-forward-to-the-part-on enough porn with pussy eating, directors generally don’t want to “waste” footage on pussy licking shots.
I admit, it’s not usually what I’m looking for, but then again it doesn’t usually look like this. Eating out in mainstream porn is generally terrible, and there are few bigger turns offs than watching terrible cunnilingus.
Could you imagine if people could actually observe and learn helpful and effective pussy worshipping techniques in mainstream porn? All of those mad tongue skills might start a revolution!
(Okay this gif is going to my head…)
I’m in love with this. Your words are perfect.
Put your dirty little mouth on me.
Please and thank you.
the joy, the ease, the silly laughter - you’re the antidote to it all. And you don’t even suck it out of me, wearing elegant red lipstick. You just make endless little cuts so it just seeps out, steadily like through a sieve
photo- BloodPromiser@ deviantart
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