She belonged

She landed on the bed with an ‘oomph’ and immediately sat up on her elbows to glare at him.

But he wasn’t looking at her, but was searching for something in the drawers.

Not one to miss an opportunity to tease, she cooed, “Searching for strength, are you?”

He turned around with a tie in his hands and a smile so wicked her toes curled, “I’ve got my strength darling but if I were you..”

“I give up” she shouted and stood up on the bed with a sudden jerk.

She tried jumping down and running away from him but he pounced on her and they both fell on the bed.

He grabbed her wrists and placed them on top of her head, she wriggled around rubbing her breasts on his chest and her lady bits on his cock. The mood shifted from challenging to arousal in a minute and their breath quickened.

“STOP” he shouted, and she immediately shut up and lay still under him.

He tied her hands to the bed railing quickly and before she could protest, he shut her mouth with his lips. Sparks of passion ignited and moans erupted.

She arched her back and moaned in his mouth, his lips left hers and assaulted the sweet spot just below her ear. She felt herself burst up in flames, and the bite he gave exploded the gates. She pulled on her restraints and felt him lick the wound he created.

He looked up at her and gave a sweet smile, and then all she could see of him was his hair and feel his hot breath on her pussy. One clean swipe on her wet folds, a swirl to gather her juices and then he sucked to taste heaven on his tongue.

Without wasting anytime on teasing her already dripping self, he dived in. He devoured her like a child would devour a huge piece of delicious cake. She pulled on her restraints and begged to be released, only to feel his chuckle on her wet lips.

She arched her back and moaned his name; locking her thighs on his neck, she pulled his face closer to her wet folds. He groaned, and it reverberated in every delicate fold of hers.

“Vansh! Vansh! I’m…..” she screamed and tightened her hold on his neck.

It was difficult to breath, but he was a man nearing his salvation and no physical barrier was visible to him. He increased his speed, and doubled his pressure; he wanted her to come on his tongue, by his tongue.

“Vansh” she moaned.

“Come for me, baby” he ordered and her body shuddered. She felt shivers run down from the tip of her toe to every nerve of her body; she climbed high and flew up in sky. She screamed her oblivion and crashed on the ground.

Lying on the bed, she tried to catch her breath when she felt a little thing poking her entrance. She looked down to meet his devilish grey-blue eyes and his see his little finger enter her warm hole.

She felt his finger massaging her walls and moving ‘oh so very right’. Another finger entered and a moan rolled out of her tongue. The receiving groan brought chills to her body, her toes curled and her back arched. A third finger entered and she felt herself ready to explode, she moaned his name and screamed her passion and tension, loud and clear.

“Vansh please” she begged, not even sure what she was asking for.

He increased the pace of his fingers, in and out and a perfect rhythm. She raised her legs and arched her back, kicked in the air to release the tension built in every cell of their body. She came again – moaned his name, curled her legs and pulled on her restraints louder, longer and harder.

Trying to calm her breath and the over-beating heart, she laid down on her back.

She closed her eyes and felt his warm breath travelling from her vagina, to her navel, onto her stomach and between her breasts. He took one hard pebble in his mouth, while his hand found the other. He sucked, rolled and pinched her nipples and made her feel the little torches of arousal that was forgotten in the back of her mind.

“Come here” she called and when she met his eyes gestured him to move aside.

She sat on her legs - her hands tied behind her - and called him closer. On his knees, he crawled directly in front her and without any warning she bent down and grabbed his erect member in her mouth.

She kissed his bulbous head and licked up the length of his shaft. She swirled her tongue and started moving up and down. Her eyes met his and stayed glued on him. She bobbed her head to take him in, her cheeks hurting already.

She pulled on her restraints to free her fingers to touch and feel this gorgeous sculpture.

Understanding her intention, Vansh untied her hand, just one. It might have been annoying but her heart was filled with feelings and had no space on its plate. Her fingers found his balls and played with them, while her tongue swirled and sucked his beautiful cock.

She alternated her hands and mouth, from his cock to his balls. He groaned and caressed her hair with delicate fingers, but then he pushed his cock in and filled up her throat. She deep-throated him with few tears sliding down, but his groan of pleasure was worth the little discomfort she felt.

She fastened her pace, determined to make him cum and taste his delicious nectar.

She tasted his pre cum – a little salty but all natural and waited for her turn to drink her final winnings.

“Ah” he groaned and grabbed her hair. He pulled her hair and directed her movements, up and down and down and down.

She swirled her tongue faster and better, applying pressure on all his throbbing spots and bobbed her head up and down while her hands rubbed his balls.

“Shreya” he warned and asked her stop.

She ignored him and concentrated on the delicious cock in her mouth. Sucking the head and stroking his length, she just gave him a look that screamed desire.

She clenched her thighs, for giving him pleasure was bringing her pleasure in the form of wetness and arousal. She swirled her hips to release some tension but couldn’t be distracted from the handsome cock in her lips.

“Shreya, you have to stop or I’ll explode in your mouth” he repeated and released a loud moan. He broke their eye contact and looked up to the heavens.

“Shreya, if you don’t want me in your mouth, this is your chance” he said in between groans.

How funny of him to think that I don’t want him in my mouth, when I’ve been dreaming of this from the first time I saw this Greek god naked. His groans were doing all the things to her body that she’d read in books and never thought were real.

She ignored his warnings and made love to his cock, like it’d in a few moments time.

She felt alive with his cock in her mouth.

She belonged with his cock in her mouth.