Teasing my butch by whispering in his ear instructions to jerk off to. Making sure he's comfortable, back to the headboard, as I sit by his side. Palming the bulge over his sweatpants as I lean into his space, chest firmly pressed against his biceps, enjoying the way he holds his breath for a second once I kiss down his neck and shoulder.
'Take it out, baby, let me see', playing with his happy trail, fingers dipping into the soft skin as he whines and protests, taking too long to do as I say, 'Let me see how you touch yourself, c'mon, show me how you like it... you want to be good for me, don't you, pretty boy?'
Watch shaky hands lowering the fabric past his ass and thighs, his expression smooth out by relief once the cool air falls over his dick, already leaking. Nuzzling his throat and jaw, telling him one more time to do as I say and touch it.
His hips buckle up, head falling past his shoulders, while I caress his stomach and sides, teeth barely grazing over his pulsing point, feeling the blood pumping that much faster under the soft skin of his neck. My hand travels to his chest, biting softly on his earlobe and receiving an immediate reaction by the unstable beating of his heart. His breath picks up, and I smack his hand away, huffing a mocking laugh.
'Are you that desperate, sweetheart? Sh, sh, why don't you put your hand over mine and show me exactly how I can make you feel aaaaall better, uh? Wouldn't that be so nice?'
I press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, and he seeks my lips with pouty ones and clouded eyes, melting into me. I fist his cock at a slow, not at all satisfying pace, loosely and playfully, till he turns impatient and closes his hand over mine, my tongue entering his mouth at the exact same time, swallowing his noises. Soon, his moans warn me of how close he already is, and my hand falls to his balls, adding to the pressure.
I know that, no matter how good my fist can be, creating an almost perfect channel for him to fuck into, nothing will be as tight and warm as my cunt. Because of that, I don't give him any clues of what is to come as I fall to my knees and suck the head of his cock into my mouth. Lips closing over the leaking tip, I let my tongue hang past my lower lip, slowly dragging it upwards and swirling it on the sides, slurping on his wetness. My hand keeps pumping the shaft, pressing on all the right spots as I hollow my cheeks, watching his stomach contract.
Not breaking eye contact, I trust my stern gaze will be enough for him to understand the rules; no hands, no pushing me down, no buckling up. And once I welcome the first drop of cum into my mouth, I pull it away, pushing both tits together, letting it fall over them.
Before it's over, though, I hurry back to my feet, pushing him flat on the mattress and straddling his hips. Cum still spurting from the tip, I sit on his cock, telling him good boys deserve rewards, so he gets to cream my pussy for the rest of the night. And I won't let up, no matter how sensitive he becomes, ridding his cock till he begs for my cum. My fingers will go into his mouth, pressing on his tongue, sliding down his throat.
His cum drips from my bouncing tits, and I praise him for being such a perfect butch, pumping into me, breeding me up, letting me use his cock in all of my holes.
Such a good lover, such a good husband, such a good daddy.
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