Please

~ erotica ~

"Please."

One word, one syllable, one breath was full of me, full of my eagerness, full of my crazy manic lust for him.

"Please."

It was all I could say, the only word needed to convey all I wanted, needed, desired in that moment.

"Please."

Even with ropes around my torso, my arms restrained, my legs bound, on my knees, my eyes shrouded, still I begged for it. I could feel it, just beyond my lips, just beyond my reach. I could almost taste it, almost taste him, so close to my lips.

"Please."

His hands in my hair, holding back my head, holding back my lips. He needed to grip tight. My desire was great. But this he well knew.

Even with his digits gripping my strands, even with his ropes binding me tight, I forced myself forward. I pulled, pushed myself with all my might. I wanted it, I wanted him so very much.

"Please."

I imagined the dark smile on his face. The sinister grin I loved to see on him. The pleasure he took from holding me back. Making me wait. Making me beg. Seeing my desire. My carnal lust. My horny need. My sexual pain.

He knew I was soaking wet. He knew what I craved. He dangled the carrot just beyond me, just close enough to still give me hope.

"Please."

Bound, on the floor, knelt, waiting. I had heard him sit. Heard his zipper creep down. Felt his knees graze arms. Felt the heat of him so near me.

When I dared to lean forward, when I dared to seek my pleasure, when for once I was a brat, his fingertips pressed into my biceps, pushing me back.

My lips had grazed him, had grazed the beautiful cock I knew so well. A taste. Only the quickest of tastes before he pulled me off, pushed away.

And then the begging started. And the hair pulling. And I could almost hear the smile as it formed on his face.

"Please. Please. Please."

And, finally, who knows how many minutes of agony later, I said, "Thank you."

He slapped my ass and replied, "Don't talk with your mouth full."

In Praise Of Cock

To say I've been horny lately seems like an understatement. For the past few weeks, all I can think about is sex. And play. And fucking. But especially... cock.

I love cock.

Yes, I am pansexual and pussy is a beautiful thing, but I cannot deny my love for cock.

I've missed sucking cock.

I've missed playing with a cock. My tongue running up and down the shaft. My lips kissing it, surrounding the head, and then gliding up and down it. Sucking. Hitting the back of my throat. Gagging, and then relaxing, opening up my throat to except it.

I've missed being face fucked. A hand on the back of my head, pushing me further, pushing your cock farther into me. Being called a cockslut. Or your little whore. Or your fuck toy.  Or your good girl.  My hair being pulled to guide my face on your cock. Being so submissive in those moments when my mouth and your cock are my only world.

Playing with balls. Sucking one, then the other, and then both in mouth. Feeling the cock pressed up against my face as I'm sucking on your balls. Having the cock rubbed on my face, my cheeks, my eyes, my nose. As I'm sucking your balls, having my face being pushed into your crotch. And the sounds you make when I'm doing this to you, for you, and for my pleasure.

Fuck... being cock slapped. There is nothing like being cock slapped. It is this perfect moment of sex and domination and impact all rolled into one.

And especially when you hit me really really hard, and then the cock is shoved back into my mouth, and I'm sucking and gagging on it again.

Yes. That.

I love it when your cock is jammed into my throat. Pounded into my pussy. Slowly eased into my ass.

I miss being fucked right. There is sex, and then there is being fucked right.

Taking all of a cock in. Pumping hard, fast. The pain of it thumping my cervix, enduring the pounding with the waves of pleasures. Gripping my hips just right. This position, that position. A tiring, sweaty, nasty fuck. It's just me, your cock, and my screaming.

Oh god, and my hands on it. Stroking it. Hard, smooth. Playing with the head. Squeezing it firmly. Feeling my hand around your cock, your cock in my hand. Feeling it enlarge, grow from my manipulations. Positioning it just right, lining you up to fuck me. The head teasing my clit. The shaft teasing my cunt. Running it up and down my pussy lips until you finally slip in. All the way in. And I gasp.

Fuck, I miss cock.