Cinderella - Sex Stories

Cinderella

... little closer to her pussy. Alex licked his fingers, briefly ran them over the sensitive head of his cock. He moaned. Then, one hand gripping the base of his cock, the other on Emma’s ankle, he slowly but surely raised her leg until her dripping pussy slid closer to his face. Emma suddenly felt exposed; a little vulnerable. “May I?” He looked so eager; so keen for instruction. Emma reached for his thick blonde curls, firmly grasping a handful. Alex winced at the pain, but ran his hand over his cock a little more firmly. “Start here,” Emma said, drawing his head to her inner thigh. As Alex greedily attacked her soft skin, licking, kissing, biting, Emma’s hand on his hair tightened. “Harder,” she said with gritted teeth, moaning as Alex sank his teeth into her flesh. She pulled her panties to one side, began openly rubbing her slick inner lips as Alex’s hand moved up and down his cock in a frantic blur. Despite tugging his hair, trying to drag his lips to her clit, Alex obstinately remained pressed against the sweet, sensitive top of her inner thigh. Emma heard him laugh as her attempts to move him failed. Eventually he lifted his head, lips red from use. “Order me,” he said. “Order me, and I’ll do it.” Emma laughed, half-frustrated, half-bewildered. “You’re ordering me to order you? How does that work?” Alex smiled, gripping her ankle tighter. “Not everything’s black and white. Besides; I could be wrong, but you seem like you’d enjoy a little give-and-take.” He kissed her ...

... inner thigh again; his voice grew lower, softer. “And I want to do what you like. I want to please you.” Emma took a deep, shuddering breath, loosening her grip on Alex’s hair. “Then please me,” she said, closing her eyes, reluctantly moving her hand from her pussy. “Please.” She heard Alex laugh, felt his breath on her inner lips. She strained her hips towards his mouth. For several infuriating seconds, nothing… and then his tongue, hot and wet and deliciously welcome, licking with slow and deliberate pressure along her dripping pussy. Emma arched her back, bit down on her fist to keep from screaming as Alex devoured her. His enjoyment was so evident, his tongue so deep inside her as he lewdly kissed her cunt, that she spread her legs even wider apart. Her hand crept back to Alex’s hair; she pressed his head firmly against her pussy, hips bucking uncontrollably as Alex lashed her clit with his tongue. “Oh God,” she cried out, “that’s it. Right there.” “You’re so fucking sexy,” Alex moaned in-between licks. “You taste so good.” He redoubled his efforts; Emma closed her thighs around his head, pushing his tongue deeper. She felt the pleasure reaching the point of no return, felt every nerve quiver as the tight, powerful knot of tension she’d carried with her for months suddenly release. She shook, cried out as Alex’s teeth gently bit down on her clit, losing all sense of herself as her juices flooded over Alex’s face. In the same moment she heard a deep, heartfelt moan; felt Alex ...