Si es ella

His eyes always had that glow that make her bite her lip. His voice was smooth and soothing and it’d never matter if he ask her to undress or not make a noise, it always makes her look for his eyes for the next instruction. 

His body show his discipline and hard work, he had earned every inch of perfection of his reflection. His gaze dominate her from the moment he called her Ma’am. She knew she was lost at that exact moment.

Watching him standing, all his body signed POWER. His hands were thick, manly, and strong. All his body was heavenly made like that. 

At the moment he walked towards her, her thighs were already weak. Her mouth with parted lips and her breathing drawing short. Eye contact from both of them was all filled with lust, desire, and excitement.

He took her face with one hand, pulled her up, and kiss her sliding his tongue inside her mouth like the Master he knew he was. Her breathing give him the beginning of his arousal and her moanings fulfilled the task. 

His scent was like the gods from the woods. Nature, wood, musk, lavender everything earthly, and spices from somewhere that make him more irresistible than before. 

He ordered her to undress and touch herself. She obeyed. She was clumsy and shy, and his voice was her only guide to such a strong desire to feel him fill the inner corners of her body. 

He told her: I want you to beg. The only words she could mumble were: Please  Sir; take me.

She watched him get undressed and start touching his own body. He gave her this view so she could see the full vision of his body. She was lost in her wetness and lust, her body was eager to feel him possess her.

She walks towards him and he repeats: I want you to beg. While he’s still stroking himself. 

She pushes her body against his arm, and murmur “Sir, please fuck me, fuck my mouth, fuck my body and mind”. As he replies: Good girl, he’s throwing her face down the bed, spreading her legs, and sliding inside her without a doubt. He growls. She gasps for air and feels the need to elevate her hips to feel him go deeper and to receive gladly more of this man. Her hand grabbed the duvet and her loud moanings were partially muted by a pillow she took.

He pulled higher her hips, watching her ass going up and feeling every time he embisted her how her body tried to hold him inside of her one more second. He knows how much her desire is. He feels her feet trying to hold him from behind his thighs. He slides inside one more time... doing it slow, strong and so deep that she has no more to do than scream his name and say: Yes Sir, please. 

But that was not all.

He took her and turn them both, he was down her body and she was now in a position to ride him. He’s grabbing her face and throat kissing her and telling her: MOVE. She instantly begins to move her hips. Going forward and downwards. Her moist is filling all his skin of wet glowy moist from her body. His hand is still on her throat and the other hand is grabbing, squeezing, and pinching her breasts. One of her hands is holding his forearm and the other is on his chest. She’s now on rythm, she’s looking for her own orgasm. He’s grunting, growling, and breathing heavily. He stops the movement motion, pushes her up, and then he went down without taking it out... and repeats. Over and over, stronger every time. Deeper. She starts falling upon his chest and shoulders. The sounds of her breathing and moanings took him closer to heaven. But not yet... He thrusts her once... twice... more, and every time was harder and deeper. 

His breathing is telling her that he’s close. He’s holding her with both arms as if her hips needed to be held to receive more of his marvelous manhood. 

He took her up, put her on her knees, and stands right in front of her. Touching himself ask her to open her mouth and she’s done as was told. His hand is grabbing her by her hair and pushing her face into his body so deep that her forehead is touching his abdomen. She grabbed his thighs and look up to give him her look of lust, desire, and pleasure. His eyes find her pleasing him and he’s absort with the view. He keeps doing so until he asks: How do you want it? Where do you want it? Just to take him out of her mouth for her to say: here, and point to her mouth. 

In seconds he’s again pushing himself again inside and deeper this time. She gags but he wants to be kind, but that feels so good so he keeps pushing. He looks up, growls, and explodes inside her mouth. She tried to hold it but it was too much, too powerful that some drops fell over her breasts. He’s delighted with the view, and before he let her head go says to her: I want you to swallow. He feels the motion on his manhood and growls once more filled with ecstasy and pleasure.

They now lay down on the floor and she feels small but eager for more. His voice again asks: So, Do you want more? Touch yourself, show me how you’d treat me with your mouth after you put your fingers inside.

And there she went... She’s filled with desire for this man. His voice says: Tell me and beg me where and how do you want it.

She took her arm, place his hand on her inner thighs, and begged: fuck me, Sir, Fuck me like you’d only do.

She knew what she wanted from him, and it wasn't exactly his last name.

He was attracted but her common sense told him that he should leave her, however he did not remove his lips from her or remove his hands from under her clothes.

Between their breathing  and the heat of the situation, he invites her in and she accepts.

They walk discreetly but quickly and the stairs seem eternal.

She goes first on the stairs, her light dress seduces him to put his hand between her thighs again. She turns with a face in amazement and lust, her lips parted in ecstasy and anticipation.

Jumping on top of him, she takes him with her arms and legs and he leans her against the wall kissing her and putting his tongue inside her mouth. She moans deeply feeling her whole body give in to what they are both looking for.

Finally in the privacy of his room, those clothes fly and fall to the floor in a messy way. The urge to feel themselves is imminent. Their breathing is fast, noisy and full of that erotic breath that caused them to lose control.

He wants to throw her on his bed but she has other plans. She in one fluid movement she has him semi sitting on the edge of the bed and in a second she is coming down to have him inside her mouth. He is everything she had imagined.

The sound of his voice saying "Yes, just like that" followed by moans that accompanied his name were like a caress to his dominant profile and the knowledge that she was the one who was giving him  such pleasure, made her keep going with more impetus and passion than the previous second.

Deep breathing, the sounds of his voice with  parted lips vocalizing, and his  hands on her hair suggesting the sway of her movements cause her extraordinary pleasure.

He picks her up, taking her by surprise, kisses her and in the moment she sits on his lap over his hips  and takes control of him again.

They both moan and breathes rhythmically, she is delighted seeing his eyes shining in the dim light as his hands rest on different parts of her skin, and in a second he gently but firmly holds her by the neck supporting her head on a pillow as he moves with a unique cadence and rythm, she lets herself be guided in this moment and enjoys his control and her sub position.

Both hips searching incessantly and with a synchronized rhythm, between the sound of two bodies wanting an orgasm, she gives in to the sensations of her body and to the command of hers now Master "you can come now".

Between her moans and words and the wet explosion that she gives him, he also finds the moment to do so.

Ella sabía lo que quería de el, y no era precisamente su apellido.

Él se sentía atraído pero su sentido común le indicaba que debía irse, sin embargo no quitaba sus labios de encima de ella ni removía sus manos de debajo de su ropa.

Entre jadeos y el calor de la situación, él la invita a entrar y ella acepta.

Caminan discretos pero aprisa y las escaleras parecen eternas. Ella va delante y su vestido ligero lo seduce a poner su mano de nuevo entre sus muslos. Ella se gira con cara de asombro y lujuria con los labios entreabiertos de éxtasis y expectación. Saltando sobre de él, lo abraza con brazos y piernas y él la apoya contra la pared besándola y poniendo su lengua dentro de su boca. Ella gime profundamente sintiendo todo su cuerpo ceder a lo que ambos están buscando.

Por fin en la privacidad de su cuarto, la ropa vuela y cae al piso de forma desordenada. La urgencia de sentirse es inminente. La respiración de ambos es acelerada, ruidosa y  llena de ese aliento erótico que los llevó a perder el control.

Él quiere tirarla en la cama pero ella tiene otros planes. En un movimiento lo tiene semi sentado en la orilla de la cama y en un segundo está bajando para tenerlo dentro de su boca. Él es todo lo que ella se había imaginado. El sonido de su voz diciendo "Sí, justo así" seguido de gemidos que acompañaban su nombre eran como una caricia a su perfil dominante y el saber que ella era quien estaba provocando tal placer en él, la hacían seguir con más ímpetu y pasión que el segundo anterior. La respiración profunda, los sonidos de sus labios entreabiertos y sus manos sobre su cabello sugiriendo el vaivén de sus acciones le causan placer extraordinario. Él la levanta, tomándola por sorpresa la besa y en el momento ella se acomoda sobre el y toma el control de nuevo.

Ambos gimen y jadean rítmicamente, ella se embelesa viendo sus ojos brillando a media luz mientras sus manos se posan en diferentes partes de su piel, y en un segundo él la sostiene gentil pero firmemente del cuello apoyando su cabeza sobre una almohada mientras se mueve con una cadencia única, ella se deja guiar en este momento y disfruta de su control y la posición en que se encuentra. Ambas caderas se buscan incesantemente y con ritmo sincronizado, entre el sonido de dos cuerpos buscando el orgasmo, ella cede a las sensaciones de su cuerpo y a la orden de su ahora Máster "puedes venirte ahora".

Entre sus gemidos y palabras y la explosión húmeda que ella le otorga el encuentra también el momento de llegar.

He has seen me like no human has seen me before. Is like he knows what I want and craves  not from a men, from him.