“Your wish is my command.”
I untie her right hand before I straighten and guide it to wrap around my cock. I show her how I want to be stroked. Once she knows that’s what I desire, I release her hand. She continues on, her blindfolded face turned toward me. I know she can’t seewhat she’s doing, but her tongue swipes over her lips in a clear invitation for me to mount the bed and straddle her face. She opens her mouth wide, her tongue pressed flat, but I make her release me.
Tempting as that is, I’m not looking for her to pleasure me. At least not yet. I want her to continue being the sole focus of my attention. I pull away, and she moans in frustration.
“Please, Jorge. I need you. I don’t know that I can wait much longer.”
My soft chuckle makes her hands fist. I finally crawl onto the bed from the foot of it. I slide my hands under her thighs and bring them up to the outside of her hips. Lying flat on my belly, I worship her cunt, licking, nibbling, sucking until she’s begging in English and in German.
“Daddy,ich brauche dich. Ich kann nichtstand it. My cunt achesdamit du mich erfüllst.” Daddy, I need it. I can’t stand it. My cunt aches for you to fill me.
As I drive her closer to an orgasm by playing with her cunt, she switches to what I suppose would be Germlish, German-English. Or is it Engman, English-German? Whatever it’s called, she’s switching between languages mid-sentence. I relish driving her wild like this. When I move up her body, I release her other wrist but keep her legs still tied to the bed.
“Put your hands above your head, little one, and don’t move them. If you do, I’ll bind them together.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
She does as she’s told, crossing her wrists and grabbing hold of the pillow. I thrust into her hard, then I don’t move. My body screams at me. Edging her is edging me too. She might not have touched me other than to stroke me a few times, but I didn’t fist myself while I lavished her with my kisses.
The need to move now that I’m inside her practically overwhelms me, but I love feeling her squirm beneath me as shetries to gain friction against her clit or encourage me to move. When she whimpers with frustration, I draw back, then thrust hard. As much as my dick’s telling me to jackhammer her cunt, I ignore that need.
Instead, I move slowly as I withdraw, then thrust forward. Between each, I hold my body still as I rest my weight on my outstretched arms. I love looking down and seeing my cock glisten each time I pull back, then watching her abs contract with each of my thrusts.
“Please, Jorge, let me come.Ich bin so nah und doch zu weit weg. Please.” I’m so close, yet too far away.
I lower myself onto my forearms near her head and whisper in her right ear. “I love the sound of your voice as you beg.”
She continues in her blend of German and English. Fortunately, I speak both.
“I need you to fill me, Jorge. Let me feel your cock pounding into me. Every time you pull back so gradually, I feel so empty when you get to the tip. My cunt is burning for you. It’s excruciating. Please, Daddy. Please let me come.”
I hear that note of genuine frustration, and I don’t want to ruin this by making her unsatisfied. I grind my pubic bone against hers and flex my hips, not pulling out far, but just giving myself enough room to press forward and rub her clit with each slide in. She’s so wet that there’s not much friction anymore, but I still love the feeling. I move inside her so easily now.
“Your cunt belongs to me, little one. It feels like home. Somewhere I long to be and never want to leave.”
“Oh, Daddy, yes, yes. I want to be that. I want you to stay inside of me. It feels like bliss being connected to you, like it’s where I’m always meant to be.”
With two more thrusts, her head tilts back.
“Please, Daddy, may I come?” She blurts her request in English rather than begs.
“Yes, baby girl, let me feel you squeeze my cock.”
She shudders beneath me as she comes, but I’m not nearly done yet. When she’s only panting, I shift to kneel. I lean back and brace myself to untie her ankles. Thank goodness she’s still blindfolded because it’s not my most graceful movement since I have to pull out almost to just the tip to reach. Once her legs are free, I press her legs back, moving her knees toward her shoulders, easing her strained joints. Then I wrap them around my waist and thrust hard.
I pound into her over and over before I draw her right leg up to my shoulder. Again, it’s a blessing she’s so tall because I can place her foot over my shoulder. She flexes it, her heel pressing into me. Her hands grip my waist, and I slide the blindfold off. I want to watch her expressive eyes through all of this. We’re moving together so fast and so hard that the bed bangs the wall twice.
I roll us, not wanting anyone to hear what we’re doing. A steady cadence of the headboard hitting the wall will easily give it away. She rides me, rocking just as fast as I pounded into her. It doesn’t make the bed any quieter. We both pause at the same time and smile. I sit up.
“Wrap yourself around me,chiquita.”
I move to the edge of the bed and walk to the wall beside the door to the bathroom. I press her back against it as we move together, her hips rocking to meet each of my thrusts. I surge into her over and over until I can barely stand it any longer. I want to make her come at least once more before I get off.
“Daddy, I’m close again, please.” She sticks with English.
“Come,chiquita, I can’t wait much longer. I need to come too. I want to feel you.”
“Yes, Daddy. I want to feel it drip on my thighs, knowing you’ve claimed all of me. Daddy, I want your cum.”
