Page 30 of A Dom Vs. Domme Story
I have to control my reaction to sheathing myself inside of her. She can’t see how much I need her. She, however, can show me how much she needs me all she wants. I encourage it. So when she whines, groans, and hardens beneath my sucking lips, I know I’m doing it right. She’s doing it right, too. Or so those tightening kegels tell me as I thrust my cock in as far as it can go.
For fuck’s sake, if I tilt her ass up, I can get deeper. She makes it so easy.
“Yes…” she whispers, as I begin to rock inside of her. Heat envelopes me. Her tightening cunt teases me until I can barely stand it. I’ve been in Kathryn for five seconds and she already feels like she’s about to come. “Damnit, I missed you too.”
My mouth roams from her nipple to her lips. “So much that I get whatever I want, right?”
She giggles. “Any part of me you want.”
She has to know what I’m thinking. Gives me hope that maybe we’re on the same page.
First, I’m going to bring myself to the edge. Fuck her until I’m overwhelmed with the need to come. Then I’m going to pull out and use every bit of my willpower to wait out the sensation and start over again. Because I’ve got other places I want to fuck before my first orgasm kills me.
Kathryn’s not going to make it easy. She comes, even though I’ve told her not to. Her nails dig into my chest as I fuck her. She grabs the end of the bed to hold herself in place, because I’ve decided to fuck her harder, faster, challenging myself to not come even though her muscles are milking every inch of me in a desperate bid to get my seed. Her cries of orgasm almost finish me off, because what man can stand to hear a hot woman climaxing andnotwanna climax alongside her? It’s basic biology. Woman comes, man throws a party and empties his brains and loins into her. Rinse, repeat, grow old happy and well-hung.
No, no, willpower, Ian! Use your fucking willpower to avoid ending this party early! It won’t be the same if you come now and have to start over again. Because Kathryn always makes me come so hard that I’m rarely still hard enough to keep going afterward. Shit. No wonder she comes so easily and so often. I’m jealous.
“Please,” she whimpers at the tail-end of another orgasm. “Come in me. I wanna feel it.”
I stop, digging my cock inside her deepest crevices, fisting hair in my hands and biting her earlobe. “You’d like that? Me coming in you?”
“Yes!”
It’s either now or never. I pull out, my cock gleaming inKathryn..
I flip her over again and hike her hips up into the air. That same liquid drips down her thighs, her orgasm making her so wet I feel crazy for not immediately shoving my cock back in there and grabbing her bra for leverage.
Instead, I shove my fingers inside her, gathering as much of that slickness as I can while her inner walls contract again.
Even though I’m sure she knows what’s coming, nothing really prepares her for my cock taking her ass.
