Sage

Oh?

I want someone to wrap their hand around my throat, kiss me deeply. Put their hands in my hair and tug gently, guiding me through the kiss.

How traumatic do we go? 👀

Now I can only picture what it would be like to be at your mercy

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Oh?! I’m flattered 🤭

My hands find placement on her hips, pulling her closer and her arms circle my neck. Chest to chest. Breaths ghosting each other’s lips. I nod, once, just slight as I lean closer letting my nose brush agaisnt hers, tenderly. “Kiss me, Baby.”

And she does. Our lips interlock slowly at first, eyes fluttering closed as we get lost in the feeling of each other. Just barely, does she part her lips; just enough for me to take the hint. My tongue brushes against her bottom lip, before she welcomes me in and my hands grip her hips tighter as I finally feel her tongue against mine.

Pulling her impossibly closer, our tongues intertwine, heat building around us and my brain fogs with desire.

I walk backwards towards the bed, guiding her with me, lips never parting. Her soft breathy moans caress my tongue and makes my stomach coil in unadulterated want. Her thighs anchor my hips to the bed, bracketing them in either side.

Time was merely a word, when we were together. The way her body felt agaisnt mine, even through the clothes that felt more restricting the longer we kissed. My hands remained low on her hip, thumbs brushing against the waistband of her leggings, before tugging at the hem of her oversized t-shirt.

“Can I take this off, beautiful?” I whisper, softly agaisnt her lips; eyes flickering up to hers. She bites her lip and nods, giving me room to peel off the shirt, allowing me to be blessed with the sight of sunlight gleaming off her smooth skin. I try to bite back a groan at her raw beauty, but a whimper escapes instead, causing a blush to coat my cheeks. But the smile that graces her lips makes it worth it.

Clothes come off in a soft blur, in between gentle hands, adoring kisses, and desire ridden eyes.

I lay back on the bed, her heavenly body hovering above me, questions swirling around her eyes.

“Do what feels natural… what you’re curious about and I’ll tell you what feels good” I guide gently, caressing her cheek in the palm of my hand.

Once again, she nods and her hands glide up my sides. Skin against skin. Goosebumps litter the route her hands take, as she finds my breasts and squeezes. A breathy moan leaves my lips as I watch her intently; the way her thumbs brush over my already pebbled nipples causing a choked whimper to escape me and my hands grip her thighs.

“God baby” I gasp. She smiles gently as she watches my reactions. Her confidence builds as she touches my body, fueled by the reactions that she pulls from me. Having me completely at her mercy underneath her tender hands.

Reverent kisses are pressed against my jaw and neck, the feeling overwhelming and not enough, all at once.

“More princess please…” I whine, wanting more of her. Needing more of her.

“Tell me what you need, baby” Her voice comes out husky, making my eyes roll back and my hands grip her thighs.

“Your mouth. Pl— please”

With the hint of a smirk, she settles herself between my legs. My chest heaves, as I stare up at the ceiling, knowing that if I look at her between my legs, I might just cum on the spot. Her hands grip my thighs and hips firmly - not painful, but enough to reassure me that she’s there.

“Look at me… please” Her voice comes out soft. And I do, I look at her… just because she asked. She looks up at me with those eyes that seem to swallow the light in the dark beauty of her orbs. She looks at me in question, needing me to tell her what I like.

“Lick slowly first baby, then focus on my clit. Flutter your tongue side to side” I guide gently, my hand caressing her cheek.

She listens. God, does she listen.

The first touch of her warm tongue through my folds makes my back arch dramatically and head tilt against the pillow. A choked moan leaves my throat at the feeling. Slow, perfect and oh so delicious.

But nothing compares to the feeling of her focusing on my clit with delectable precision. The way her tongue finds a rhythm as she acts out my words perfectly, flicking side to side over my sensitive clit. Tension clenches in my lower stomach at the feeling and breathy moans leave my lips.

“You’re doing so good for me, baby… so good”

Her tongue doesn’t falter as she finds her rhythm and confidence, hands gripping tightly at my thighs either side of her head. I keep my eyes on her, as she looks up at me through her lashes, her tongue continuing its devoting movements. My hand tangles into her hair. Not tugging, just holding steady.

“You look so pretty between my legs baby” The praise comes out breathy and shaky. “Can you give me your fingers too, princess? Please”

One of her hands leaves my thigh, bringing it up between my legs. Pulling her mouth away, slightly and looking up at me, expectantly.

“Two fingers, Angel. Get them wet and slick, baby girl— that’s it. Doing so well. Now push them in me slowly, and curl up a little. Oh— fuck. Just like that…” she watches intently as her fingers slide inside me, feeling the way my walls clench and pulse around the delightful intrusion. “Keep, going baby, with your tongue too. Slow and deep”

She does exactly as I say, finding the perfect rhythm with her tongue and fingers, enticing out constant moans and whimpers from me.

The tension builds slowly and deeply. A tightness in my lower stomach paired with the tensing of my thighs. My hands tighten just slightly in her hair, my other flying up to grip one of my tits as white hot pleasure builds behind my eyes.

“Baby— baby, don’t stop” I gasp out, my body vibrating at the steady motion of her fingers pushing in and out of me deeply, dragging against my walls and her curled finger tips pushing against my g-spot with each push and pull. Her tongue continues its swirling agaisnt my now pulsing clit, in a way that’s too much, but not enough.

It’s not long before my body seizes as the pleasure becomes overwhelming. My clit flinches slightly as my pussy clamps around her unrelenting fingers. Back arching and eyes squinting shut, I moan out as my orgasm takes over my body. Her name spills from my lips like a prayer.

She coaxes me through my orgasm without being told. Her tongue becomes gentle and fingers continue a soft and satisfying rhythm. She watches my face for every reaction she pulls from me, with a knowing smile on her own lips. Because she knows that she has me, that I’m hers.

Once my eyesight is no longer blurred at the edges, and my breathing slows enough that I can speak, I sit up on my elbows, knees bent and look down at her pretty face.

“You’re such a good girl for me, baby. You made me feel so good. Such a quick learner” I say tenderly. “Good girls, deserve a reward, don’t they?” The rhetorical question lingers in the air as I reach my hand down to cup her jaw, guiding her up my body, to sit on my lap.

“My good girl”

My lips trail along her jaw, teasingly, before placing an open-mouthed kiss to just below her ear. I continue down her neck, letting me teeth graze her skin every so often.

With my hands under her thighs, I slowly flip us over, laying her gently on the bed. Hovering over her, I watch as her hair splays out, in a way that’s so beautifully messy. So patient, with those innocent eyes filled with dirty desire. Her hands slide up by bare sides.

“Gonna let me worship you, baby girl?” I whisper, hands sliding against her thighs. She nods, not tearing her eyes from mine. “I need words from you, my love”

“Yes— yes, worship me. Please” her voice is barely above a whisper, but so so eager.

“Anything, for my girl” Making my way down her body, I leave the ghost of my lips over her supple breasts, curve of her hips, dip of the crease at her thighs, before settling exactly where I belong.

My breath ghosts over her pussy that’s slick with her arousal. Dragging my tongue along my bottom lip, my eyes meet hers, to see her pupils blown wide and lips parted in anticipation.

Holding eye contact, I lean in close and slowly, almost too slow, drag my tongue from her drenched hole, through her folds and stopping just before her clit; pulling a whine from her throat.

A smirk tugs at my lips as I repeat the motion another two times, before I finally let my tongue drag over her sensitive clit. The reaction is immediate. Her hands find home in my hair, tugging at my roots and her back arches, pushing her hips up to meet my mouth.

I try out different motions with the tip of my tongue. Side to side, up and down, in circles against the sensitive little nub. I pay attention to every shift of her hips, every whimper and moan. As soon as I find the pattern she likes? I stick with that in a steady pace, letting the tension build slowly.

Using my hands on her hips, I pull her closer, pushing my face deeper into her pussy. Completely enticed by her taste. Sweet, musky… her. And so so addictive.

Her thighs begin to tense and vibrate on either side of my head. Whimpers and whines become slightly louder, but still breathless and the tug on my hair, almost painful, in the best kind of way.

Her back arches further as she finally cums apart on my tongue. My eyes flutter closed in pure satisfaction at the sound of her sweet moans and her juices coating my tongue.

But as her pussy, pulses around nothing, and my tongue gently on her clit as her orgasm washes over her, I push a single finger inside her.

She gasps dramatically as she immediately feels filled by my digit against her sensitive walls, followed by a choked moan.

“There she is… that’s my girl” I groan against her clit, pushing in another finger, whilst gently kissing against her. She clenches down hard against my two fingers as I slowly begin to thrust them in and out of her; my eyes stuck watching her pretty face as she falls apart for me.

“Can you give me one more, baby? Cum for me again, pretty girl” My words come out soft, before I curl the tips of my fingers, so they drag over her g-spot with every push and pull inside her. My tongue returns to a steady rhythm, strumming against her swollen clit.

Her thighs clamp tight around my head, muffling sounds against my ears, but thankfully don’t block out her pretty moans.

One of her hands remains tightly in my hair, whilst the other grips tightly at her breast, overwhelmed by the pleasure.

I get lost in the taste and feel over her, consumed by how heavenly she is, as she lets me make her fall apart. And she does. She cums even harder, clamping down on my fingers as if trying to suck them in deeper. Her clit pulses and throbs against my tongue, as she lets out a choked whine of my name.

I guide her through the orgasm, feeling the way her body slumps back slightly, breathless against the bed, eyes cast up against the ceiling. I slowly pull out my fingers, placing a kiss to either side of her hips, before kissing up her stomach and chest. Once I reach her eye level, I notice her glazed over eyes and breath panting from her lips. I place a gentle kiss to her forehead