The faster the toy moves inside of her, the louder her moans get. I knew she’d love the surprise I had set up for her.
“Please,” she begs. “it’s too much, make—it—stop.” she gasps through her moans.
My hands move across her hair, feeling the silky tresses fall delicately through my fingertips, gripping her hair from the back. I pull her head back and she gasps. Fuck. She was enjoying this. My nose inhales her delicious scent. Fuck. She smelt sweeter than honey.
Pushing her closer to the edge I ramp up the speed on that little toy that is currently massaging her sweet little pussy bringing her so much pleasure, I can see the beadsof sweat gently climb down her face, her voice is cracked with every scream that manages to climb from her throat.
“Do you know how fucking beautiful you look.” I whisper in her ear. “Bound and dripping just for me, little bird, so perfect.”
Her body slumps as my words hit her ears and her moans become louder at the ferocious speed. The toy massages her pussy, but it’s still not enough. I want to see her break.
Walking around, I kneel before her like she’s my fucking queen. Her legs are dangling over the table, shaking from the desire that currently courses through her veins.
I knew she would look amazing, bound and dripping but I never expected her to look as exquisite as she did right now, her hair is soaked from sweat, matted to her head, her breasts heave over the dress with every gasp and moan she makes, sitting atop her pumpkin she looks fucking delicious and I can’t wait to take a bite.
But not tonight.
Tonight, I just want to see her break into a thousand fucking pieces as her orgasm shatters through her innocent little body.
I slide my fingers into the holes I made to easily access her, feeling her soaked pussy as my fingers crawl around, exploring her. A pleasant sigh falls from my lips. “Fuck, you feel good, little bird.”
“Please let me go.” She begs.
The way her voice cracks and innocently begs me is music to my fucking ears, I couldn’t wait for her to crawl to me, begging just like she is right now but she wouldn’t be begging to leave, she would be begging for her release.
My fingers find her clit and I look up at her. She still can’t see me, but I can see the desire swirling in her pretty eyes.
My thumb moves slowly in circles around her clit and myother fingers slide up and down between her soaked pussy lips. The screams rip from her body nearly instantly. I’m just thankful I can still hear the vibrations from the music downstairs because it sounded like she was murdered.
A delightful little smile plays across my lips as I massage the fuck out of her sweet pussy, feeling the thrum of the toy as it vibrates inside of her.
“Oh God, oh god—you have to—stop.” She screams, but this only makes me rub her sweet little pussy faster. She’s dripping all over my hand, and I can feel her pussy pulsing beneath my touch.
“Your so close, little bird. I want you to cum hard for me.”
“No,” she gasps. “I can’t—stop—I’m,.” She pants desperately, but I don’t let up. I massage her pussy more ferociously. Her legs are shaking and the screams squeeze from her throat.
Fuck, she sounds fucking beautiful when she was desperate.
Moving the toy away from her pussy, I position it at her asshole. It enters her with brutal force and a scream rips from her throat.
“No, not there—not there.” She screams.
“Oh, but you take it so well, little bird. Your ass was made for it.” I rasp.
Her moans grow louder and my cock grows harder. She loved it in her ass. Her eyes are rolling from the pleasure that courses through her body, stretching her little asshole and massaging her—just getting her ready for me.
My fingers crawl down slowly because I want to savour this moment. I want to close my eyes and remember exactly how she feels against my fingers. Her slick wetness coats me and I can smell her delicious pussy. It takes every ounce of control I have to not rip her from this fucking pumpkin, spread her wide and fucking devour her.
Slowly, I slide one finger inside of her. She’s so wet she swallows me within seconds. Another finger and another. Now she feels tight.
Curling my fingers deep inside the depths of her pussy I pump them in and out of her like I’m a power tool, drilling the fuck out of her pussy, my thumb traces her clit in soft to hard motions, never stopping because now I want to see her fucking break.
“Oh God,” she screams. “I think I’m going to?—.”
“Want me to stop, little bird.” I smirk.
“No—fuck—please.” she begs, desperate for her release.
