“I bet my little exhibitionist slut is soaking wet right now, isn’t she?”
Before I can nod in agreement at his speculation, I feel a sharp slap to my thigh and my head snaps to the source of the pain. I see the red mark on my thigh and notice he’s holding a riding crop. Memories flood me from the last time he used that crop. Shit, that hurt. But I can’t deny that it’s helping.
“I’m going to keep hitting you with this crop until you come on your fucking fingers. Better hurry. Or don’t. I know how much you like the pain.”
He’s not wrong, because butterflies are already flitting around in my stomach after the first impact. Another slap falls on my right breast as I dip my fingers into my soaked pussy and use my own juices for lubrication. Rubbing short strokes over my sensitive bud, I gasp again at the rush of pleasure when he lands the crop down on my other breast… harder this time.
“I think she likes it, gentlemen. What do you think?”
Oh my god, he’s talking to them now? It shouldn’t turn me on more, but it fucking does. My eyes drift to the floor as my arousal escalates. I’m almost there.
“She’s incredible,” I hear one of the strangers say.
“You’re a very lucky man, Mr. Hart. She’s perfect,” says another. They’re talking about me like I’m not here and that should piss me off but it only serves to fan the flames burning inside of me, causing my release to dangle delicately over the edge.
“Do you hear that, Bella? They’re mesmerized by you and the show you’re giving them.” He lands multiple blows all over my body. Tits, thighs, ass. He’s not gentle, but it’s exactly what I need, as a lone tear starts to fall down my cheek and I inhale a sharp breath. I’m about to come.
My fingers work furiously over my clit as I chase down my release. I look up at him with a furrowed brow, silently pleading with him to let me come and thankfully, he recognizes the look and doesn’t make me say it. I’m not sure I could.
“Come,” he orders sharply as he lands a final blow with the crop on my inner thigh. Tears start to spill from my eyes as my entire body begins to tremble uncontrollably. That fire inside me begins to roll in my lower belly, rolling through me like an inferno that is about to destroy everything in its wake. Sweat racks my skin, as the heat takes over and I find the release I so badly needed. Once the inferno settles into embers, I let out a breath, unable to stop myself from falling forward until my forehead rests on the floor.
I hear him flip a switch and then he’s on me, wrapping my hair around his fist and pulling my head from the floor.
“We’re not done, baby.” I wince and glance around him to the mirror that appears to be an actual mirror again. “They got their show. They don’t get to see what comes next.”
41
Ryker
I've never seen something so purely erotic in my whole life as I just did, watching her come on her fingers in front of a bunch of strangers. It was a last minute decision to show her off like that, but I wanted to help her see how fucking perfect she is, and I’d say it was a success. Not a dry pussy or soft cock in the house. I know mine sure wasn’t. I doubt her insecurities are magically gone, but I hope it helped, even if just a little.
“Tell me how wet my pussy is after coming all over your hand for all those strangers like a filthy fucking girl.”
Her pupils are so blown out, I can barely see the green in them anymore as she pants, “your pussy is soaked Daddy, but it’s all for you.” Fuck me. She’s so perfect like this.
“Then take Daddy’s cock out and show him how thankful you are that I allowed you to come.” And like the perfect girl she is, she reaches up to unbutton my jeans and pulls down the zipper slowly and carefully like she’s afraid my dick will break if she moves too fast.
Reaching into my jeans, she wraps her hand around my already rock hard shaft and pulls it from my boxer briefs. I help her by shifting them, along with my jeans down my thighs and my dick springs free, the throbbing head aimed right at her. He knows what he wants. We’re one hundred percent on the same page here.
I don’t have to tell her what to do. She sticks her tongue out and licks the bead of pre-cum waiting for her at my tip. I can’t stifle the groan that escapes my lips at the contact. Between the soft wetness of her tongue and her warm breath on my skin, I can’t stop from tightening my hold on her hair and ordering, “Open that sexy mouth and let Daddy in.”
She opens, but I don’t give her a chance to wrap her lips around me before I’m thrusting into her warm, wet mouth until I bottom out at the back of her throat. The contraction of her throat as she gags has me ready to blow my damn load before I’m ready. I pull out, allowing her to catch her breath. “I’ve been holding back some, baby, but I don’t think I can do it anymore. Don’t forget, you can stop me if you need to.”
“I will,” she pants. “Please fuck my face, Daddy. I can take it.”
“How could I deny you, when you ask so nicely?”
I plunge my fat dick back into her waiting mouth, and I’m transported back to when I jerked myself off in the shower to this very image of her on her knees, taking me so well.
Pumping in and out of her mouth, I hit the back of her throat repeatedly while holding her hair in both fists. As soon as she begins to gag again, I pull back slightly without stopping. My girl has very little gag reflex. Good to know. Sheisstarting to drool though and the sight of her messy like this causes that tingling, low in my spine, to intensify as my balls begin to draw up. I’m close.
“I’m going to come soon, baby. Get ready.” She can’t respond with words, only gurgles and slurps. It’s one of the sexiestsounds I’ve ever heard. “Fuck, you look so pretty taking this fat cock down your tight throat.”
Then I pull myself from the warmth of her mouth and she gasps, desperate to get more air. She fucking earned it.
“Stick out your tongue,” I order, followed by two long, languid strokes of my throbbing shaft, before I paint her gorgeous face with my seed. Then with two fingers, I gather up my release and press it onto her tongue to feed it to her. “Hold it there. Do not swallow.”
She looks breathtaking like this, sweat stained and spent, waiting to swallow my hot cum. Crouching down to eye level, I push a wet lock of hair behind her ear. She’s panting, clearly ready to swallow and my dick jerks, dying to come back to life already so he can have more of her.
