In love with a Working Girl 2 of 4

In love with a Working Girl 2 of 4

Part 2

You lay dreaming of a puppy lapping at your foot and toes. You smile in your sleep and even giggle a bit at the ticklish sensation. Now the puppy is taking each of your toes in his mouth, one by one, and suckling each in turn. You lie there enjoying the heavenly sensation until a stray thought crosses your mind... "Wait... a dog sucking my toes?...

WHAT?" You open your eyes and see me with your left foot in my hand as my mouth
surrounds and sucks each of your toes.

I see your eyes are now open and ask, "Sleep well, My Love?"

You smile, saying, "Mmmm, yes I did. Thank you so much for the bath." You stretch your body like a cat, your arms already lying above your head.

When you go to bring your arms down, they come up short. You crane your neck backwards and lift your hands to see that your wrists have been bound and tied to the headboard of the bed with the silk belt from your robe.

I bite your big toe and you turn back to look at me quizzically. I suck and release your big toe from my lips with a "pop". "Relax, lover. I am not done with you yet. The night is young, and I've only just begun," I explain.

You pull on the silk bindings, but that only tightens the bonds further. "Let me up!" you cry out.

But I just smile a mischievous grin and reply, "No."

"AHHHHHNNNNNGH!," you scream and try to kick out with your foot, but I just hold your ankle tighter.

Your squirming makes your belt-less robe fall open. The silk sliding deliciously across your hard nipples.

I press my warm lips to the arch of your foot and begin to kiss and lick you there, making you quiver.

You give up and lie back accepting the inevitable.

I bathe your foot with long licks of my tongue, before moving back to your long, straight, succulent, hot-pink-nailed toes. I slip my tongue along the bottom of your toes, before hardening my tongue to slip it between one pair of toes, then out to circle back between the next two.

You cannot help it you moan in response.

Seeing you beginning to relax and enjoy; my lips begin their slow journey. I start by again kissing the arch of your foot, working my way down to your heel. My lips part and surround your heel as my tongue slowly laves it with my saliva. I move on to your ankle. Kissing, licking, sucking each hillock and hollow of its contours.

My mouth slips from your ankle up along your calf. My tongue darts in and out tasting the sweetness of your washed flesh. My teeth join my lips and tongue, gently nipping at your tender skin.

Rising higher I pause and suckle at the back of your knee. Your body gives an involuntary spasm. Your legs kicking before relaxing as I move higher still.

I let your lower leg drape over my shoulder, my left hand wrapping around and clasping your upper thigh above the knee, as I begin to feast upon your soft, smooth, and sensitive inner thigh. The fingers of my right-hand brush feather-light along your skin as my mouth follows, licking, sucking, biting.

You spread your legs wider, offering your most intimate spot to sate my hunger upon.

Reaching the apex of your thigh, where thigh meets groin, I open my mouth and sink my teeth into the tendon that stretches from your thigh to your mound.

You growl at the suddenness of it as your pussy releases a small flow of your juices.

My nostrils flare as I inhale the headiness of your woman-scent, so uniquely your own.

I drop my head and run my warm, wet tongue in the valley between your thigh and outer labia. My tongue teasing the soft hair there, wetting it and making it stand up stiffly. My lips then gently pluck and suck at it, slowly moving up beside your hidden, but aching clit.

You shudder, anticipating my next move, but moan out in frustration when I lift up from between your thighs and lower your leg. "Please, my lover!" you beg, but I remain silent in reply.

I scoot back down the bed and lift your right leg, pressing my lips to your sole and beginning my journey once again.

You can feel the slow trickle of your arousal slowly slipping from between your swollen pussy lips, trickling down over your anus and into the humid cleft between your ass-cheeks.

As I make my way slowly up your right leg... with lips... and tongue... and teeth... your body hums with a tension like the low vibration of a plucked string on a bass fiddle.

Your heart is racing. Perspiration is breaking out all over, giving your skin a glistening sheen. Your breath is rasping in and out of your parched throat. Your head tosses from side to side. Your eyes alternate between squeezed shut, to open and darting about.

You utter a continuous string of moans, and groans and nonsense syllables. You know better than to try to talk to me, which would shatter the sensual bond building so agonizingly between us.

I once again arrive at the juncture where thigh meets groin, sinking my teeth into the tendon on your right side.

You struggle to remain still, wondering what will come next. As you feel my head rising, you look quickly down between your legs, but this time I do not move away. You relax and let your head drop back onto the bed.

I lower my head, tongue extended and lick with the flat of it up one furry outer labia, and on to the top of your mound. I lick your hair-covered mound above your clit and aching pussy, like a cat licking its fur clean. I turn my head one way then the other and rubbing my cheeks in the softness of your pussy's pelt, coating my face with your scent.

Once again, my head rises and dips down between your thighs. I blow a stream of warm breath from your juice-slickened asshole up through the center cleft of your pussy-lips, stopping to blow a bit longer at your clit.

Your body trembles with wanting. Quivering with the need to be released from this sweet torture. Quaking with a sexual hunger screaming to be sated. You gasp and cry out as my tongue parts your cunt-lips at the bottom of your crease and slowly licks up your central groove. Your outer lips spread open offering up your velvety inner lips which glisten with your womanly nectar.

I moan. My lips vibrating against your pussy, as the richness of your cream tantalizes my starving taste buds. Pulling back just a bit, I look down and see a pool of your honey collecting at the base of your crease. My tongue plunges in, like a swimmer off the high-diving platform. My tongue knifing into your wetness. My lips press into your lips and seal as I suck hard at your flow. My throat pulsing with each suck and swallow.

You cry out and thrust upward with your hips, driving your pussy harder onto my face.
With your hips in the air, my hands reach under, and grab hold of your taut ass-cheeks, one in each hand, squeezing them tight.

I slither my tongue in and out of your hot cunt-hole, licking your slick-textured inner walls, then out to circle the edge and up across your pee-hole, before slipping back inside once again.

Your internal lubrication is pouring hotly now in a steady stream from your aching pussy, coating my goatee, before dripping cooled onto the sheets below.

Your body hovers at the precipice. Your thighs press in, clamping my head between them. Your lower legs now rest down my back. Your feet rubbing up and down as your legs tighten and relax, like a frog treading water.

Feeling you so close to the edge I tilt my head up between your clasping thighs and take your clit into my slavering mouth. I surround it with my lips, sucking hard, lightly grazing it with my teeth, as my tongue lashes across the red and swollen tip.

Your heels slam hard into my back as your own back arches, thrusting your hips against my face. Your thighs clamp around my head, deafening me to your screams.

You wrench your arms against the silk bindings, desperate to grab something,

ANYTHING, with your grasping fingers. Your tits... my head... just something. You settle for taking the balusters of the headboard in a white-knuckled grip and holding on tight as the rest of your body writhes.

I hold you suspended by your ass with one hand, as the other hand crams two fingers deep into your spasming cunt. I curl them upward, so they rub back and forth across your g-spot.

You howl like a she-wolf as your soul shatters. Your pussy spouts like a fountain into my face, washing it in your hot juices.

I hold tight to your ass and keep plunging my fingers in and out of your clenching pussy hole. My mouth devouring your throbbing clit, as wave after never-ending wave of ecstatic orgasm crashes through you.

Finally, your body collapses as the last of your energy is spent. Your thighs release their stranglehold on my neck, as your legs fall weakly onto the bed. Your chest rises and falls like a bellows working the furnace burning inside you.

I lay between your quivering thighs, lightly licking and laving up your spilt cream. My lips sucking the flow from your matted pussy hair. Every now and again your body twitches from your head to your toes when I accidentally hit a particularly sensitive spot. I place one kiss on each of your inner thighs the gently kiss my way up your sweating body, holding my own hips high in the air so my rock-hard cock does not brush against your hot, tingling flesh. I pause and lick at the pool of perspiration lying
in your navel, flicking your jewelry with my tongue causing you to shudder with an exhausted, half-hearted, shadow of a giggle that ends in a low moan.

I continue up the centerline of your belly, my wet beard leaving a trail of your sweet juice behind, before detouring to each side for a quick lick and suckle at your toweringly erect nipples.

I move from your slowly heaving breasts up your flushed chest to kiss along your shoulders and nip at your collar bones, first one side then the other. With your arms still bound above your head, I cannot resist slipping to each of your sides to kiss and lick at your sweaty, sensitive underarms, making you shiver and groan.

I kiss my way back across your chest pausing to lick another puddle of sweat from the hollow of your neck, before continuing up the side of your neck to your ear. I nuzzle behind your ear, my hot breath falling moist and hot into the center of its delicate shell.

I whisper inside, "Rest and relax, my sweet, luscious babe. I'm going to go get a wet washcloth to wipe you down to help cool you off," and with a slight evil chuckle in my voice I continue, "Gather your strength, my lover, because next comes the fucking."

You give a slight shudder and moan at the very thought of more explosions of ecstasy to come... or is that "cum"?

I kiss your mouth. You can taste yourself upon my invading tongue. You suck what moisture you can from it to moisten your parched throat.

You feel my weight rise off of the bed, as you lie there like a bowl of melted Jell-O. Your eyes drift closed. In just a moment, you fall into the sleep of someone nearly overwhelmed emotionally, as well as physically.
 
To be continued