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sucubus She answered the door in nothing but a sheer white robe, virginal in all it's glory, contradicting to what she had planned for a night of lust and greed, she wanted it all. A coy grin and slick tug of his collar to pull him threw the threshold. He didn't hesitate, following her every sway as she guiding him to her bedroom, dark except the warm glow of lit<b> candles </font></b>placed all across the room, the red satin sheets hidden beneath the black bedspread and she pull it off to the floor. The mood was seductive, the music a deep thrust of base rhythm. She kiss him gently on his lips once, twice and before she could touch his lips again he fell to the bed unbeknown that she had pushed him back. Now sit for me, watch me, she'd take every bit of attention she could suuck out of him, literally and figuratively. But first. She would turn around slide her body against his lap, her perfect heart shaped ass to him, the robe still separating her silky skin from him as he touched her. Wrapping his hands around her, cupping her breasts, running his hands down her torso, she slid down low, not yet. Seductively dancing against him, teasing him, the music was alive in her, he felt every vibration of that tune threw her body and when he couldn't take it anymore he suddenly grasped her tight against him..But this was Her show. She softly gasped, turned toward him and climbed onto him, barely able to navigate around his already aroused ego. She again pushed him down, this time laying him flat on the bed, she reached above him, redirecting him to suckle on her breasts and she maneuvered a surprise for him. Stretching his arms high above his head, running her fingers across his fingertips, she had him cuffed to the bed before he even realized. She slid back down slowly, lower and lower, she was faced with his erect pride, she reached above and unbuttoned his shirt, ran her hands across his bare smooth chest and down to the button on his pants. She unbuttoned his pants and carefully took the zipper into her mouth, sliding it down so gently with her teeth. exposing his briefs, she outlined the stitching with her tongue then slowly again grinding down his legs to slide his shoes and pants down. Now he lay there cuffed to her satin sheeted bed in nothing but his briefs and exposed unbuttoned shirt. She tickle his head with her tongue, flicking it back and forth and swiftly taking him into her mouth, all the way down. That's it. His body tense up and his arms pulled against the restraint, he desperately wanted to grab onto her. She smile pleased in amusement with his predicament. She intended to torture him to pleasure and then beyond that night but she would never climb ontop of him, he would never feel her from the inside. She sucked him until he exploded inside her mouth, down her throat the warm life flowed and when he thought she was finished with him she kept going. Now he was struggling, it was sensitive, she ignored his pleas to stop. He would have to lay there wiggle and endure. She would take every bit of pleasure he had so he couldnt give it away to anyone else, she would spoil him of orgasms, he would remember her and everytime afterwards when he slept with someone he'd jerk and jump, struggle and stop before he could cum, she controlled his pleasure now.  |
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