by Berry, Kitty
“Yes.”
“Good. What are the safe words Sydney, tell me” he orders.
“Sticks, stones” I breathe.
“Good girl, I think you’re ready. Tell me if something scares you. ”
I hear Damian removing his clothes. I hear his belt being unbuckled first then I hear it fall to the floor. He must kick his shoes across the room; I hear them hit the floor hard one after another. The zipper of his pants being pulled down is the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard and I place my forehead against the wall. I don’t dare turn around, afraid to disobey his orders and scared of seeing him naked for the first time. I’ve felt him rubbing against me enough to know he’s thick and long, I assume he’s what one would consider huge if they hard many others to compare him to. I hear him unbutton his shirt and I know he must be completely naked now. The sound of a drawer opening and papers rustling is the last thing I hear before I feel his warmth against me once more.
As he comes closer to me he uses his foot to spread my legs further apart. When I feel his bare skin against mine for the first time I am standing in his bedroom with my legs spread and my arms stretched over my head. My sweaty palms are on his cool wall leaving my fingerprints on the paint. My legs are weak and my head is spinning. Using one hand he presses the paper he took from the drawer on the wall next to my face so I can see his medical records dated late last week.
“We good now with safety?” he asks.
“Yes, you saw mine in the fax.”
“I did, are you using birth control? I want to feel your pussy when I’m inside you. I want you to feel me come. I’ve always used a condom before but with you I don’t want to. With you I need it to be natural, organic. I need it to be raw with us. I need you exposed to me in the most primal way.”
“Yes, I’ve been on the pill for years, for medical reasons obviously but I checked with my doctor the dose is the same to prevent pregnancy. She said I was well protected” I say completely breathless.
“Good, now that that is out of the way” he says as he lets the paper fall to the ground.
He is now behind me nuzzling into my neck and hair. He slides my hair off one shoulder and kisses my naked skin then nips at it. He is being very careful not to touch me with his bare erection just yet but I know it’s only a matter of time, I can feel the heat from his excitement coming off his body. I close my eyes and my head falls to the other side giving him full access to kiss and suck my neck. His mouth is warm and soft as it flutters over my skin feeling too good to be true, too good for me to want him to stop. I hear a moan begin quietly at the back of his throat then it grows in intensity as he pushes his pelvis against my ass letting me feel how badly he wants me. He feels velvety soft but at the same time hard as steel, hard as stone. He grips my panties in his hands and rips them apart causing me to jump and moan out loud.
“Buy new ones. Need them off now.”
Then in one fluid movement Damian turns my body around so that I am looking at him and he slowly backs me up against the wall as he begins to explore my mouth with his tongue. He twirls it with mine before licking the roof of my mouth, then he pulls back and remains an inch from my face, my lips, and I can feel his warm breath. He has a pained look on his face that says it all. He needs me to give him permission to move forward. He wants to know I’m comfortable. This man who is a Dominant and must have control at all times is placing the control of this moment in my hands. I grant him permission. “I want you, I want this. Right now. Please Damian make love to me slowly. I don’t want you to stop touching me until the sun comes up and then I only want you to stop long enough for me to catch my breath. Then I want you to start all over again” I beg.
“Fuck, Sydney, I need this to be easy at first too. Trust me; you have me so worked up right now I couldn’t fuck you hard if I tried. I’m going to come the second you lay a hand on me. Now look at me.”
I look at his face and he asks if I’m okay again and I nod. He takes my head in his hands and he makes me look down as he says; “Look at how hard I am for you. God I have been hard since I first saw you.”
It is long and thick as I suspected, bigger than any of the other guys who I saw tonight and much bigger than Ryan. He has black hair surrounding the base and his organ looks almost purple, like it’s straining to contain itself. It keeps bouncing as I watch it and he clearly is in agony, it’s tight and pulsing, seeking a release. The tip is moist from the clear liquid that is pooling at the tiny hole.
“I’ve wanted to beat off a thousand times thinking about you but I knew the relief would be short lived. All those nights laying in bed with you, all I wanted to do was rub against you for that relief. God, baby I need to fucking come so bad. Can I show you how to touch me? Like I told you in my email?”
“I want to touch you but what if I don’t do it right or you don’t like it. What if I hurt you?”
“He’s tougher than he looks right now” he jokes, “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. I’ll show you how I like it.”
He takes me by my hand and leads me to his bed. I get a look at his firm ass and it almost makes me cry. That tattoo on his shoulder is a huge turn on too. I want to run my tongue over it. He lays down on the bed and pulls me down next to him saying, “By the way, I never expected a Brazilian from you, naughtier already than I thought” he teases me.
His chest and stomach are picture perfect. He is absolutely a man who works out hard and on a daily basis. He is broad shouldered and his pectoral muscles form a valley that I long to run my tongue down. In that valley is a trail of black hair. His stomach is smooth and ripped; I can see the curve and bump of every muscle the whole way down to his pelvic bone. He has a slim waist and not an ounce of fat on him. He has a happy trail of black hair leading to his sex. My God this man is even better to look at naked.
“Still think it’s a splendid view?” he asks. “Do I hold up to your little nickname for me?”
“Even more so now” I admit with a smirk painted on my face.
He pulls me to him and starts to kiss me slowly, his tongue slipping past my lips. When he stops for a second it’s only to tell me to touch him any way I want saying he wants to see what my natural instincts tell me to do before he shows me how he likes it. Then he’s kissing me again and I let my hands start to learn every inch of his body.
I rub his shoulders, chest and arms to his obvious approval then move to his stomach. When I can’t help myself another minute and he’s raises his hips in a silent plea to have his erection touched I gently take my finger and touch just the tip of it. He grabs the back of my head; “fuck” is all he can manage to say against my lips. I remember what he said in his email about the moisture at the tip. My finger is rewarded with a little drop of fluid and I use that to slick the rest of his thick cap. At this he manages, “Please.” By the time I have my hand wrapped around his shaft he is begging me, “What are you doing to me? My God you are going to be the death of me as I know myself. Oh, God that is so fucking good, do not stop whatever you do baby, please. Mmm…more. Squeeze it tighter like this” he says has he wraps his hand around mine and shows me the pressure he needs.
“Is that better?” I ask.
“It’s amazing; I can’t hold back much longer, just let me come and I’ll make you want to scream my name once I get my hands on you. Do it faster baby. Just promise you won’t stop and you’ll watch it when I come” he orders.
I do as he says and I move my hand from the base to the tip where more fluid is waiting. I rub it over him so as to keep him slick helping my hand glide up and down. I pick up my pace and his hips fall into the rhythm with my hand.
“You’re going to make me come now, watch me come for you baby. Oh, fuck. So good. Need this bad.”
I keep moving my hand and he doesn’t stop me at first, it keeps pumping more fluid out of his body and he is laying back moaning and thrashing his head from side to side. But as he calms and settles his hand over mine he makes me stop.
“Holy s
hit, you are fucking good at that and I didn’t really help you at all. Is this going to gross you out if I don’t wipe it off?” he asks pointing to his stomach and chest.
“Hmm…no, I don’t think so. Is it sticky?”
“Feel it, touch it with your finger then suck it off, taste it.”
I do as he says and when I put my finger into my mouth I watch his erection begin to return at full force. It tastes salty and what I imagine he would taste like if I could bottle him.
“You have great instincts. Now let’s see how receptive your body can be. I want to make you come, Sydney. Have you ever come before?” he asks.
“No, not that I know of.”
“Oh, baby, you’ll know when I make you come. I want to see if I can bring you to an orgasm by only touching these sweet little nipples of yours. I’d love to clamp them, and I will but not tonight, some other time. I will clamp them and you’ll beg for it every time after that” he claims. “Now lay back and relax, this is going to blow your mind.”
He takes his thumbs, index and middle fingers from both hands and collects as much of the fluid that has now turned clear from his stomach and begins to rub it into my nipples.
“Feels good doesn’t it? Your nipples are very responsive. Come is the best lubricant, mmm… nice and slick.”
Damian alternates between making circles over my nipples and pinching them just hard enough to elicit a response from my vagina. He rolls both of my nipples with his thumbs and fingers at the same time and it sends chills down my spine and right into my sex. I arch off the bed and he presses me back down at my hips. He continues to add more of his fluids as he rubs his fingers over my nipples in sweet circles. They are tight, hard little dots and the sensation inside them is going straight between my legs. How is this possible?
“I can’t wait to use the clamps on you, you’ll come the minute I remove them, I can tell just by your reaction to my fingers. You like this don’t you baby? Tell me.”
“Oh, yes I like it. More please, don’t stop. It feels good, God it feels so good.” I can’t help but moan out loud when he leans down and catches a nipple between his lips. He sucks on it and flicks it with his tongue.
“Mmm, even I taste better licked off your body.”
At his words I think I might be done for. I’m starting to feel a warmth creep up my body, I feel like I’m blushing from my toes to my hair. My mouth is hanging open and I am breathing so heavy I’m panting. Holy shit, something is happening to me. His fingers and mouth are making my body dissolve into liquid.
“That’s it baby, give it up for me” Damian moans. “You’re about to come. Come for me baby. Now” he orders then he closes his teeth around one of my nipples while he uses his thumb and fingers to pull and snap my other nipple with force.
I don’t know how he knew I was about to have an orgasm but my God was he right. My body starts to convulse, I can’t control the shaking, jerky motion. My hips have left the bed and inarticulate sounds are coming from me. I don’t even know what it is I’m trying to say but it doesn’t matter because he has closed his mouth over mine to absorb my cries and pleas for mercy. That felt better than anything I have ever felt before.
“Yeah, baby, I just made you come. That’s it. See, that was good wasn’t it? Now lie still. This is going to be fast and you’re going to come even harder this time. There’s going to be a few seconds that you’re going to feel like you can’t take it. Trust me, you can and you will. Then it will be pure bliss. Just work through the few seconds. I’ll take you through it. Trust me?” he asks.
I can barely shake my head but I manage a nod yes. What does he mean this time? He can’t possibly think, is he planning on doing that again?
“Open your legs for me and don’t worry I’m not going to fuck you yet. I’m going to use my finger but I’m not going to put it inside of you. Are you ready? Now do as I say, open your legs for me.”
I obey and slightly open my legs but that’s not enough for him. Damian grabs my thighs and spreads them even wider as he moves between them. He uses the fingers from one hand to spread open my sex and expose my sweet spot. “Your pussy is so swollen and pink; you need to come again. You are so slippery and wet, I want you so fucking bad baby.”
Then Damian’s fingers from his other hand begins making fast circles while he applies hard pressure all around my clitoris and I instantly feel the pressure mounting like I did just seconds before. The heat starts again and I scream out his name without even thinking. “Damian! Ahh. Oh. My. God. DAMIAN!”
“That’s my good girl, let go. Come again, baby. Come again for me, only for me.”
I come again, even stronger this time. I feel a pounding in the core of my being and a wetness releasing from my body. Damian’s mouth covers mine again and his breathing is as erratic as mine. His body is straining to hold back, shaking and sweaty.
“I told you that you would scream my name, didn’t I? Now just one more time for me baby. Hold the sheets with both hands this is going to be the best one yet and very strong, I’m going to make you come in my mouth. I have to taste you as you come” he says as he leans his head down closer to my body. My mind is blank, I feel like I am floating in a warm and velvety soft world. All I can do is feel, feel his touch on my body and hear his seductive voice, his voice. That voice alone is able to bring me to this world of pleasure. Damian trails his index finger down my body, over my taunt belly, with muscles still clenching and releasing from my first two mind shattering orgasms, to my hip bone and down over my thigh. When he touches my body near my entrance I flinch from the sensitivity I feel there.
“Ohhh, your come is pooling right here in your sweet little pussy just for me to enjoy. Mmm…let’s see how sweet you taste, Sydney.”
He puts his finger on me right where I can feel the wetness leaving my body then his finger is in his mouth and he sucks on it. I hear him moan before I feel his mouth against my sex. My hips fly off the bed and he uses that to his advantage. He slides his hands under my ass, grabs my cheeks and pulls me closer and tighter to his mouth creating suction. His mouth begins to suckle me and I start to feel it all over again, the pressure then the heat but this time I begin to see blackness as my body leaves the bed then colors pop in front of my eyes. The only parts of my body that remain on the bed are my head and my feet that are flat on the mattress, every other inch of my body arches off the bed at the moment my body climaxes a third time in under ten minutes. This must meet some kind of world record. Damian eases my body down to the bed never taking his mouth off of me and lays me down. He very gently uses his tongue to lap at me, savoring each spasm of my body. I am turning and wrenching my body but he’s holding me still and I realize I’m not scared. He’s holding me down and I’m not scared. Not only am I not scared I have never felt more pleasure in my life.
Damian collapses next to me while I continue to convulse, I don’t think this feeling is going to subside anytime soon. He kisses me and I taste myself on his moist lips. He moans, clearly turned on that I am now sucking his lips that were just on my sex.
“Watching you come is the most amazing sight I have ever seen in my life, so pretty. We will have to record you sometime or use mirrors so we can watch you coming together. It’s a sight not to be missed and I’m glad I am the only one who has ever witnessed it. We’ll be keeping it that way” he demands.
I don’t know if it was the three orgasms in such quick succession or the taste of me on his lips but I become very bold. I pull away from our embrace and begin to lick my way down his body. I start at his neck where I feel his pulse beating rapidly then move to his ear. As I nip his ear I watch his penis bounce on his stomach. He’s still so hard. “Mmm” is all I hear coming from him. I continue down his chest, I lick and flick his nipples with my tongue and love how they grow even harder. As I continue my descent on his body Damian lets all the air out of his lungs and whispers, “Sydney, what are you doing? You don’t have to do this just because I did. Sex with me does not
include reciprocity.”
“I know but I want to do this. Now help me and tell me what to do.”
“Yes master. Bossy little thing after coming aren’t you?” he teases.
I reach his erection with my tongue and I lick the tip all around and again it rewards me with a drop of liquid. I lick it off, look at Damian then lick my lips. “Ah, fuck” he swears.
I grab him by the root and place my mouth around the top of his shaft. It feels smooth and tastes salty, musky, all male. I move my mouth to my hand and back up. Damian reaches down and puts his hand over mine and guides my hand up and down him so that my hand is following my mouth. His hips find my rhythm and we continue to move together. Once confident in my skills, Damian releases my hand and puts his into my hair at the nape of my neck. He pulls my hair out of my face so he’s able to watch me suck him. I look up at him and when I make eye contact he growls and moans then he gives in t the pleasure and his head falls back on the pillow. I continue my motions and it takes longer to bring him to the edge than it did the first time but I feel him growing harder against my lips. My mouth is getting tired but just when I am about to give up I feel him grow even harder and hotter.