Page 75 of The Player
He took a deep breath, and his legs widened a little more, knees relaxing as I pushed the tip into him. The veins on his cock pulsed as his length twitched on his stomach, but I didn’t touch him, and he couldn’t touch himself. I pushed the vibrator in further, my pussy throbbing as I watched him take it, and then, I switched the vibrate on, and his hips shot up, his back going rigid as he cried out, “Holy fucking shit. What the hell are you doing to me?”
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked, staring at the mask, smiling as I made that mask cry and mewl like an animal.
“No. Fuck no,” he begged, his hips rocking as I circled the vibrator inside him. “What the hell kind of voodoo shit is this? It’s like you found some hidden spot inside of me and… woah!” he cried out as I pushed in a little further, angling it so it hit that spot even better. “Fuck me, this is insane.”
Insane and the most erotically satisfying thing I’d done in a long time. Maybe ever.
“Looks like I unlocked a new level of freak in you,” I replied, my eyes focused on his cock and the place where I was penetrating him.
The mask meant nothing.
But this?
It was everything.
He writhed on the bed as I pushed and pulled, circled and rolled inside of him, teasing him until his writhing turned to spasms, his back arching off the bed, and without me even touching his cock, he came, white cum spurting over his stomach and chest. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
His body went rigid for a while, his muscles taut as he got lost in his euphoria. And a tidal wave of satisfaction fell over me, knowing I’d done that. He felt that way because of me.
Eventually, his body relaxed back into the mattress, his legs trembling as I pulled the vibrator free, and then, because I wasn’t done with teasing him yet, I ran it over his perineum, across his balls and up the length of his throbbing, spent cock.
“Woman,” he gasped. “Are you trying to kill me?”
“This wouldn’t be such a bad way to go, would it?” I chuckled.
“Not at all. I’ll happily go like this, one mind blowing orgasm after another to push me over the cliff into hell.”
“You’re not going to hell,” I told him.
“I am if it means I get fucked by you like this every single day.”
“And night,” I added.
I continued to tease him with the vibrator, and when he started to grow hard again, I smiled. His stamina was impressive, and I couldn’t wait to test how far I could push him tonight.
“I think it’s my turn now,” I said, sitting up, ready to pull my underwear off slowly to please him. Reaching around, I unhooked my bra and let it fall down my arms.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he groaned as I let my bra fall to the floor, and I grabbed my tits, squeezing them for him, pushing them together then using my thumbs to graze my nipples.
As I played with myself, I gave him a look that told him I wished the hands touching me were his, and that I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me. This was the best way to torture and tantalise him. He couldn’t touch me, but that only heightened the anticipation for what came next. I knew he loved it. I did too.
With my head down, staring at him through my lashes, my gaze dark and sexy, I skimmed my hands down my stomach then pushed them into my underwear. I slipped the black lace down my thighs and slid them off, throwing them to the floor. Then I crawled up the bed to rest above him, my knees either side of his hips, his cock almost touching my pussy. So close, but not close enough. I needed more.
“Ride me, any way you want,” he growled.
“Oh, I intend to,” I replied, taking his cock in my hand and rubbing him through my wetness.
Feeling him slide through my pussy, teasing my clit, it all became too much, and I couldn’t wait any longer to have him inside me. So I positioned my hips above him, and slowly, I lowered myself onto his cock, closing my eyes and throwing my head back as his thickness stretched me in the most sublime way.
“You feel fucking amazing,” I cried, lifting myself up and then slamming back down onto him again. I let my head fall forward, and I stared at his masked face as I leant my body back, gripping his thighs as I fucked him.
His hips bucked up into me, but from my position above, I had the power, I was in full control. The way I rode him was raw and feral, but it couldn’t be any other way. This was how I wanted him. It was perfect. It was us. I was taking every bit of pleasure I could get, and from the way he moaned, so was he.
The waves of pleasure were radiating through me harder now, and I knew I was close. I slammed onto him, over and over, and using my fingers, I rubbed my clit.
“That’s it, princess. Come for me. Come on my cock.”
His words sent me over the edge, and I came hard, my pussy convulsing and gripping him as the explosions I felt inside made me quiver and go weak. As I savoured every delicious blissful moment, I felt his cock thicken and throb, and then he came too, crying out as his body bucked and writhed beneath me. His cock stayed buried deep within me as I slowly rocked my hips against him, squeezing every second of ecstasy that I could for both of us.
