Page 62 of A Different Breed


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“Mmm.”

My thumb and fingers went to work, and all the moving and jerking she did as she reached her climax created enough friction between us that her juices weren’t the only thing in the water.

“You see what you did,” I teased while we showered.

“You shouldn’t have started kissing my neck.”

As soon as she entered the bedroom, she noticed the comforter was pulled back, and without prompting, she made herself comfortable in the bed. After setting my phone up to play my slow jam playlist on repeat, I joined her.

“Relax, take slow, deep breaths, close your eyes, and don’t open them for any reason,” I whispered.

She did as I asked without hesitation. I reached underneath the pillow and removed the blindfold. After folding it, I covered her eyes and gently lifted her head to tie it in the back. I removed the other items from beneath the pillow and began securing her arms and legs to the bedposts.

“Should I be scared?” she questioned when I finished.

“Isn’t this what you’ve been waiting for?”

“Yes, but?—”

“Shh. No more talking.”

To help her relax, I poured a small amount of body oil into one hand, rubbed my hands together, and spent the next ten minutes gently massaging her body. She moaned and squirmed when I touched certain areas, and the sweet aroma of her pheromones filled the air, causing my mouth to water.

I lay on my stomach between her legs, with my face lined up with her pussy, and I’d never seen a more beautiful sight. It wasn’t bare, but the soft hair was trimmed very low, and her lips glistened with moisture from her arousal.

I opened my mouth, flattened my tongue, and licked from the bottom of her pussy to the top. Upon contact, she hissed and jerked her body but couldn’t move because of the restraints.

When my mouth made contact with her pussy again, I ate her pussy like it was my last meal. The fact that she couldn’t run or push me away made her taste better than ever. She begged me to stop, wait, and hold on, but her words fell on deaf ears.

I reached for the vibrating bullet and slipped it inside her. As soon as she felt the vibrations, her body went into convulsions. I pressed my thumb against her clit, and within seconds, she squirted her nectar into my face.

“Baby, please! Oh my God! Take it out! Take it out!” she cried as she wet my face with her juices.

Finally, I removed the bullet, but her body continued to react. I needed her to return to a relaxed state, so I poured a fewdrops of oil on her thighs and rubbed my hands over them, but not as gently as I did before.

“Relax, baby. Inhale, one, two, three. Exhale, one, two, three. That’s it.”

When her breathing leveled out, I removed the silk scarves from her ankles, helping her relax a bit more. I placed soft kisses on her thighs, moving up her body until I reached her breasts. I took turns caressing, licking, and kissing each one before my tongue found her neck.

I loved how she reacted when my lips and tongue grazed over her neck, ever so gently, eliciting moans and causing her body to twitch underneath me.

When my lips landed on her mouth, she readily received my tongue, sucking the remnants of her essence. Her legs wrapped around my waist as she hungrily returned the kiss. Her slippery folds engulfed my dick as I ground against her.

“You ready for this dick, baby?”

“Yes, please. Give it to me.”

I reached between us and lined my dick up with her opening. It had been over two years, so I knew it would be tight, but I wasn’t prepared for how tight. I’d barely put the tip in, and I had to bite my bottom lip.

“Relax and open up, baby.”

She inhaled and exhaled a few times, which helped her relax. I kissed her, hoping it would keep her body from tensing, and slowly but surely, inch by inch, my dick was fully immersed in her womb.

“Damn, baby.”

For the first few moments, I didn’t move, giving her pussy time to adjust to my size. She began to move underneath me, letting me know she was ready. I tucked my arms under her thighs, delivering my first stroke.

Slowly, I pulled my full length from her womb, then pressed my way back inside. Somewhere between the fifth and tenth stroke, her walls loosened, making room for my girth.