Surrender To Me

I kissed her again until she was moaning, the swing shivering with her desire as her body surged with it. I stepped backward and took off my pants and boxer briefs, then stood in front of her naked and so fucking hard my dick felt like steel. She drank me in, her eyes fixed on my dick as it bobbed.

“Sex swings can be very liberating,” I told her, stepping forward and grabbing her feet. I pulled her toward me, her pussy coming so close to my cock I could feel her heat. Easing her back into the neutral position, I stroked her cunt briefly, then went to the strap of the handholds. Pulling it, her arms rose higher into the air until they were above her head. I took a step back to look at her. Her arms were floating above her, her legs spread out in front, her cunt glistening in the middle. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to taste her again.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Keep your hands there,” I warned as I got down on my knees. Drifting my fingers along her thighs, I kissed my way closer to her drenched opening. “Under no circumstance do you bring your arms down. If you bring them down before I’m ready, I may have to take my belt to that ass of yours.

Understand?”

“Yes,” she whispered. I sensed her unease and quickly stood, placing a kiss on her mouth.

“I’m going to make this orgasm so fucking amazing for you, baby, but if you don’t want to play anymore, just say Dollhouse.”

With the reassurance that she could get out of there if she wanted to, Wren relaxed into the swing. Taking up my previous position, I positioned one hand on her ass and the other on her thigh, holding her sweet cunt in place. She gasped, and I looked up to find her watching me. She was going to fucking love this.

I attacked her cunt with my mouth, sliding my tongue through her folds over and over. Her champagne taste slid down my throat as I swallowed her, and my cock got even harder. Wren wriggled against me, making these cute little mewling sounds as I ate her out. Flicking my tongue over her clit, I felt her thighs tense as an orgasm was quickly approaching. I knew it wouldn’t take too long to get the first one, but it was the fifth and sixth ones I wanted before I fucked her.

I pulled back just as she was about to come, the look of displeasure on her face making me chuckle.

“Bane,” she moaned.

“Little Bird,” I crooned back, stalling to give us both time to calm the fuck down. Palming my cock, I pumped a few times to take the ache away. I may have been denying her orgasm, but I denied mine too.

“Please.”

With a growl, I grabbed her ass and dove back in. Heat and arousal flooded her, coating my mouth and chin. I sucked on her clit, nibbling it ever so slightly. When her thighs began to shake again, I pulled back. Over and over, I did this until on the sixth denial, I growled, “Let go of the fucking handholds, Wren.”

She did, her hands automatically going to my head and threading through my hair as she held me against her churning pussy. It only took one more stroke of my tongue, and she was coming, coming, coming against my mouth with a groan that was a direct line to my cock. I didn’t let up until she was done, and even then, it lasted a good thirty seconds. When she finally came down from the high, she let go of my head, and I stood, wiping away her arousal with the back of my hand.

I was mad with lust, wild to get inside her. Gripping her thighs, I slammed into her waiting pussy and felt her orgasm again. Her inner walls pulsed around my cock, each wave punching me in the fucking chest.

I made her do that. Me.

Once her breathing had eased again, I began to rock her gently, my cock sliding in and out of her heat. In this position, I knew I could hit her G-spot, and I fucking intended to.

I slammed into her until I wrung another orgasm from her, this one leaving her limp. Thank fuck for the swing. Still gripping her thighs, I stopped swinging her and started pumping, nuzzling her neck and biting down gently on her shoulder. She grabbed the handholds again, lifting her perfect breasts and inviting me to take what I wanted from her.

Opening my mouth, I sucked one of her beautiful nipples into my mouth, tonguing the sensitive flesh until it was a taut peak. I switched my attention over to the other side, then alternated as I fucked her.

“Bane, I’m going to come again,” she moaned, her entire body shaking as her orgasm crept over her once more. I gritted my teeth and pushed back on my own need for release, but that fucking thing was riding me hard. When I finally did come, I thought I might blackout from the pleasure.

Reaching up, I readjusted the handholds, so they were at a more comfortable height, then told Wren to lean back, so she was flat on her back, the seat of the swing cradling her lower back while the straps kept her upper body supported. “Bring your legs up, baby.”

She brought them up, exposing more of herself to me. In this position, I had access to everything, including her ass. Fuck, I wanted to explore that part of her too, but one new experience tonight was enough. Running my hands through her pussy, I rubbed her clit gently, then lined myself back up.

She screamed when I entered her this time, the change in position making her channel fucking tight. I buried myself in her, then held onto the nylon straps beside her torso and began to pound into her. I alternated between shallow thrusts and ones that shunted her violently forward, rocking her back onto my shaft with a moan.

When her third orgasm rocked her body, I helped her out of the swing, catching her loose body in my arms. Taking her over to the bed, I eased her down, then climbed up beside her. Leaning on my side, I rested my hand on her waist and murmured, “Roll over onto your side, Wren. That’s right, baby.” I dropped a kiss onto her bare shoulder. “Bring your knees to your chest.”

I looked down at her body, taking in the curve of her ass as she brought her legs up tight to her torso. Running a hand down her body, I slapped her on the ass before finding her opening. Running my fingers through her folds, she wiggled against me, seeking the friction she needed. Taking my hands away, I filled her with my cock, and the sensation of her body clamping down around me made me hiss out a breath.

“You feel too fucking good, baby,” I whispered into her ear. She turned her head to kiss me, sliding her tongue into her mouth as I fucked her. Sliding my arm under hers, I wrapped my hand around the base of her throat, applying the slightest pressure. She groaned, and I chuckled. My Little Bird surprised me sometimes.

She whimpered when her orgasm took her over, giving her body over to the experience. She shuddered in my arms, but I didn’t slow. My hips were pistoning against her, drawing out her pleasure and torturing the shit out of me.

“I want you to come,” she moaned, her breath feathering over my hand. Letting go of her neck, I cupped one of her breasts, rubbing my thumb over her nipple.

“I need just one more out of you,” I grunted, slowing my thrusts. “I want you on top of me, riding my hard cock when you come.”

Rolling over, Wren clambered on top of me, impaling herself without waiting. My blood ignited when she began to move, rolling her hips against mine, her breasts bouncing with every single movement. Reaching up, I captured them both, teasing her nipples.

“Touch yourself,” I commanded. “Then I’ll come with you this one last time.”

Wren’s eyes were half-crazed with lust, her unbound hair falling over her shoulders in lush waves. I imagined what that hair would look like covering my thighs and lower stomach as she sucked my dick, and a low groan escaped me. Fuck, I was in trouble with this woman. She rubbed her clit, tipping her head back as she did. I felt her thighs ripple the moment before she gasped, “I’m coming.”

Digging my fingers into her waist, I hissed, “Yes, baby, come for me. Come all over my hard cock while you ride it.”

She screamed my name, tumbling over the edge and dragging me with her.