Writhing Ecstasy (1st draft, collab with Sky_dancer)

Head locked in stock,
wrists knotted,
thighs bound to chest.

Stripped bare,
supine on wood,
anticipation beads on my skin.

Hands glide along my sweaty flesh,
fondling
my squirming body.

Smacking my breasts,
my body jolts.
Then you feather your fingers down.

You thrust into my throat,
your moans like demons
being exorcised.

My throat fills
as your hand on my neck grasps the swelling.
Deeply still you push into me.

My eyes well up, face flushes, heart thumps,
I gasp the aromatic air,
feeling the moment.

Pulling out,
thick streams of spit stream from my mouth.
You smear it all over my face.

My pussy glistens,
seeping clear dew,
begging to be filled.

Your fingers dive in,
I try to squeal,
but my vocal cords are choked.

Invited by my wetness
you ache to feel yourself stab
into my aching slit.

Being bound
giving senses of exposure.
Thrusting until your seed fills me.

You scoop it out,
telling me to taste it,
smearing yourself all over me.

And then you leave me
writhing in ecstasy,
convulsing with pleasure.