A Valentine's Day He Will Never Forget - Sex Stories

A Valentine's Day He Will Never Forget

... soul-decay fast creeping over me, I realise I don't want to hear his pathetic reply, nor his annoying voice. I sit on his chest, making sure to rub my wetness all over the small patch of chest hair, and I cover his eyes with one of my hands - he is blindfolded in my fantasy, after all - and his mouth and nose with the other one. "You know what? I don't even fucking care what you want, what makes you tick. You are nothing but one of my trashy toys, and I'm going to ride your face like a cheap fucking thrill ride. Stick your tongue out; let's see if I have any use for you." I clasp my hand on his jaw, sinking my nails into his stubbly cheek. I'm far from hurting him, but he instinctively tries to pull away, and his hands fly up to seize my thighs - just in case...

"And this is why you need to be tied up..." I shake my head at him with the ten Egyptian plagues clouding my eyes. "Keep those paws away from me, Wolf, or I strap you into those underbed restraints!" I completely forgot about those restraints because they are tucked away between the frame and the mattress, and we haven't used them for a while. But putting on a new sheet a few days ago (a luxury hotel quality one I bought, after staining the previous one badly - well, long story), I have found them and memorised where they are exactly. Just in case...

"I said hands off, open that mouth and stick that tongue out!" When he obeys, I plant my palm on his eyes again and press his tongue down with three of my ...

... fingers, hooking my thumb into the soft tissue under his chin. He is fighting it, trying to turn his face away. Which brings the absolute devil out of me.

"Keep still or I swear I tie you up!" I warn him again. "You have no idea how much I want to see his cock in your mouth. I'll be holding your jaw open for him like this. Like this..." I grip him just a little bit harder. Or maybe a lot harder because something suddenly flashes in front of my eyes. "Remember when Jack was stretching me with his big cock last weekend and the greedy piece of shit you are, you stuck your fingers inside me pulling me apart for him even more? I have no idea how the hell, I did not tear. You are a fucking animal! And this will be my payback for that." With my thumb pressed deep into his neck and my fingers keeping his mouth open unnaturally, he starts gagging, a mist of sweet panic distorting his face.

He grabs hold of my wrist, forces it away from his face then catches my other one as it comes at him too. He's wrestling me to keep them away.

"If you keep pissing me off, I will get Will over tonight." He is working so it won't happen but I love chucking empty threats at him when I have nothing else. "Be a good boy, keep those hands away and let me have my way!"

When I finally lower my body onto his face he laps at me with last-day-on-Earth urgency and I bend over the headboard chewing my arm trying to keep the barbed wire up around the Jurassic park in my head.

"Feast on me like a fucking ...