I climb on the bed and rest my back against the pillows, then I spread my legs and pull up my skirt so he can see how wet my pussyis.
“Take off your shorts,” I tell him. He shoves them down to his ankles then reaches down and pulls them away from his feet. “Good. How long do you think you can last if I ask you to beat off for me for a little while? Behonest.”
“I can wait to come until you tellme.”
I stare at him for a long moment. His cock already looks painfully hard. I can see precum leaking out of tip from halfway across theroom.
“If you come before I tell you, that doesn't mean we’re gonna stop. We don't stop until I'm ready. Understood?” I say with asmile.
He rolls his eyes a bit, but nods. “Yes, MissEbie.”
“Oh I like the sound of that. Let’s stick with that. Lift your shirt, tuck it under your chin.” He does as I ask and part of me wishes I could convince him to let me takes pictures of all this. Pictures for me to keep. His body looks so fucking good, all hairy and tanned. I had plans to fuck myself with my fingers while I watched him beat off for a while but I change my mind. I crawl forward, then pat a spot on the sheet that’ll bring him more intoframe.
“Come kneel here,” I say quietly. He makes his way on the bed, keeping his shirt pulled up to his neck. I sit back on my heels. “Okay, now touch yourself for me, but keep that shirtup.”
“Can’t I just take itoff?”
“No. Leave it on. You’re painting a beautiful picture forme.”
His eyebrow goes up and I know he thinks I’m being extra again, but whatever. He looks so damn sexy. He reaches down and wraps his hand around his cock. Of course his long fingers can manage the whole girth of it. He starts to stroke himself slowly. It’s exactly what I want. My pussy is aching for him, but this show will make the wait for him to fill me up completely worth it. I rise up on my knees and move a little closer. I leave enough room for him to move, but I get close enough to kiss him. His muscles twitch as I run my nails down his chest. He lets out a little groan as I lightly scratch my way down hisabs.
I reach between my legs and stick two of my fingers deep in my pussy. I’m so hot and swollen. I feel so good. I get my hand nice and wet, then bring my fingers up to my lips. He’s fascinated. That’s the only way to describe the look on his face, pure fascination, when I stick my glistening wet fingers in my mouth and lick them clean. I hear a faint groan slip from his ownlips.
“You liked the way I taste, didn’tyou?”
“Yeah.”
“Uh. Yeah isn’t right, is it? We just decided how you should addressme.”
“Yes, Miss Ebie. Ido.”
“Much better. Do you want another taste?” I ask and then I realize he’s so focused on me and my fingers and my mouth, he’s all but stopped stroking himself. I reach down and start moving his hand back and forth again. He glances down, quickly picking up on his mistake. “Sorry. Ah, yes MissEbie.”
“Good. Keep stroking that dick for me.” I reach between my legs and soak my fingers again. This time I bring them back up to my lips and smear my juices around. I lick my lips slowly and watch as his eyes almost roll back in his head. “Sorry,” I say. “I just taste so good. Let’s try thatagain.”
I shove my fingers in my pussy for a third time, but now I take my time fucking myself nice and deep. I almost come when I press the heel of my hand hard against my clit, but I manage to hold off. My restraint doesn’t cover my moans though. I reach up and grip Silas’s shoulder, then press my head against his chest. I look down and his hand is still moving back and forth at a steady pace. He’s getting precum all over the front of my dress. It takes everything I have not todrool.
“Fuck, this feels so good,” I moan as I lift my head. I look him straight in the eye. “You should feel how tight my pussy is right now. It’s hungry for a thick cock likeyours.”
He doesn’t respond, he just stares back at me, eyes wide. I think I broke him. I decided to have mercy on him and bring my wet fingers to his mouth. “Open up for me, baby. That’s it.” I slide my fingers gently along his tongue. I don’t want him to choke. Not his first time. “Now suck them clean.” He closes his mouth around my fingers and does just that. I slowly pull my fingers out then scoot a little closer so his cock and his hand are smooshed between ourbodies.
“Your hand should still be moving. I didn’t tell you to stop. You gonnacome?”
He shakes his head. “No. Not until you tell meto.”
I reach behind myself and gather more juices from my slit. “Good. I wish I had time to properly trainyou.”
“What does training me involve?” he says, like he just remembered how to compose full sentences again. He is so far gone. It’s sohot.
“A bunch of stuff I know you wouldn’t like.” I slide my fingers into his mouth again. This time he doesn’t need me to tell him what to do. He licks my fingers clean. I almost come just from the feeling of his tongue sliding along my skin. I go on. “All kinds of horrible stuff like making you go out on the farm with a cock cage under your jeans, pegging you, making you crawl around on your hands and knees at mypleasure.”
“That soundsawful.”
“I know, honey. I know.” I kiss him. He stops stroking himself to wrap both his arms around me. I want to reprimand him, but I love the way I feel when he’s holding me. I press closer, slipping my tongue into his mouth. He groans in response, kissing me back, his tongue sliding againstmine.
Eventually I push against his chest. I need a minute. I need to regroup. When I open my eyes, I see how hard he’s breathing. This sex tape is going to be nothing but a foreplay tutorial if I don’t get us back on track. I reach up and pull down the straps of my dress. I expose my tits to him. Still trying to follow my rules, he doesn’t move, but he stares.Hard.
“You want to use your hands or your mouth? Pickone.”
