Under Her Thumb - Sex Stories

Under Her Thumb

... am dizzy. There is something else besides cunt smell. There is the muffy smell of entrapped sweat and a bitter trace of stale piss. ‘Does that make you horny, sniffing my cunt? Does the smell excite you?’ Before I have time to reply, she draws back and looks down at my crotch, where my swollen dick is twitching nervously, dripping pre-cum. ‘You like that, huh? Here, have some more.’ She thrusts her hips forward again. This time, her fat fingers pull her cunt wide open, exposing a strange landscape of soft pink bubbles of flesh lined by two brown ragged ridges. It glistens in the overhead light and somehow seems to be alive. Along with the aroma of fermentation, a peculiar heat emanates from its depths with such palpable intensity that I can feel it burning on the skin of my face. I have the distinct sensation that it is breathing. I imagine it is a large mouth, the lips quivering with lust. I feel the irresistible urge to kiss it. It is drawing me in, sucking me into its promise of warmth and love and bliss. I close my eyes and slowly move in for the kiss of my life, ever closer, ever nearer… Not what I bargained for I never get to kiss her cunt. A thick warm stream explodes on my lips and my mouth is flooded with the salty taste of piss. I pull back in surprise, but my back bumps into the chair behind me. There is no escape from the hissing cataract. Her piss is shooting out from between her fluttering cuntlips with such force that I feel it like a prying finger all across ...

... my face. Ms. Saunders is still holding her cunt wide open and she is hosing me down like a fireman, waving the cascading stream up and down my body, from my face down to my chest and my dick, then up again. She is laughing while she watches me getting soaked in her piss. When the stream lets down, she pulls my head into her trickling cunt by the hair and pumps the last squirts right into my mouth. ‘Better men than you have kissed my cunt, shithead. What made you think you I’d let you? You have to earn my cunt.’ ‘I-I’m sorry, Ms. Saunders. I… it was stronger than me.’ ‘Well, you’d better think twice before trying to pull a stunt like that again.’ ‘I-it won’t happen again, I promise.’ ‘I’ll let it slide this time. Anyway, you seem to have enjoyed my piss shower.’ Her eyes are on my pulsating cock. If I touch it, it’ll explode. ‘I know just how to award you for your tribute to me.’ My heart starts pumping wildly when she turns around and bends over, puling down her tights. Her broad ass is up in the air, the fat ass cheeks parting to reveal, deep inside her ass crack, her brown wrinkled asshole. The inside of her ass cheeks is of a darker complexion, making the packed flesh look soft and tender. Thin black hairs cover the bottom of her ass. I am close enough to see the wide black pores where the skin is rougher. Ms. Saunders steps out of her crumpled tights and without straightening up, shuffles backwards towards me, straddling my legs. She looks back between her legs to check ...