Over The Edge – Part 2

Over The Edge, Part 1

He moves the chair up in front of the fireplace and takes a seat.

“Touch yourself.”

I slowly bring my hand down to my very needy pussy. I know I need to please him. I begin to tease myself, but it doesn’t take much as I’m already so aroused. My fingers work their way between my engorged folds and I feel how very slick I am. I begin to circle my clit over and over. His eyes are fixated on me and I can’t take mine off of his. I can see the flames from the fireplace blazing behind him. This is going to be both heaven and hell.

I slide a finger inside my wet cunt and then a second one. I begin to finger fuck myself hard and fast. I’m so close, but I try to hang on. I start going back and forth between rubbing my clit and finger fucking my pussy. I’m throbbing with the need to release.

“Please, Sir, may I cum,” I rasp. He does not answer. I already know the answer, but I know I have to keep going.

Then he calmly says, “Stop.” I stop, but my head is spinning. My fingers remain inside of me. I’m afraid that just by the simple act of pulling them out it will make me cum.

“Crawl over to me.” I reluctantly pull my fingers out, but before I start crawling I lick my fingers clean.

“Very good,” he says with his left eyebrow raised in amusement.

I crawl to him and kneel at his feet. He lifts my chin with his left finger and then traces the outline of my lips with his thumb. I absolutely love when he does that because it always means I’ve pleased him.

“Is your dirty mouth ready.”

“Yes, my dirty mouth is always ready for you.”

He reaches into his pants pocket and takes out a black scarf. He ties it around my head and I cannot see a thing. I hear him adjusting in his seat.

“Arch your back and stick your ass high in the air.” I do exactly as he says.

“Trust me,” he whispers in my ear.

He grabs my hair and wraps it around his fist. Mmm I love when he does that. I open my mouth to take in his cock when I hear someone moving behind me. My instinct is to turn and look, but I can’t move my head because he’s gripping my hair so tightly.

I feel a pair of hands rubbing my back and then move around down the sides of my hips and then across my ass. Then I feel a hand slide between my legs and start rubbing my even needier wet cunt. Then I feel another hand reaching around and starts playing with my tits. I let out a deep, guttural moan.

“That’s it, my sexy girl, I know you really want this. Your mouth and ass belong to me, but I gave him your pussy and your tits to do with as he pleases. Do you understand.” I nod my head.

He takes my head and guides my mouth down onto his rigid cock. I’m lost in the sensations of taking all of him in my mouth and the slow, sensual exploration of my pussy and tits coming from the stranger behind me.

“Suck me good and then I’m going to watch him fuck you hard and deep. Remember my rules. You are not allowed to cum.”

I worship his cock, licking and sucking every inch of him, my hair still wrapped around his fist. He moans in pleasure then he starts quickly moving my head up and down his shaft. At that same moment I feel fingers enter my pussy and move just as fast into me. Then he growls and explodes into my mouth and down my throat. I smile as I slide my mouth off him, licking and kissing him with joy.

“Thank you, Sir, for letting me worship you.”

The stranger behind me moves away and tells me to stand up. I do not recognize his voice. He guides me and bends me over the chair my Sir was just sitting in. He removes the scarf from around my eyes and I see my Sir standing in front of me. He smiles and my heart swells. The stranger tells me to not turn around. He tells me to put my hands behind my back and uses the scarf to tie my wrists together. He kicks my feet apart to spread my legs wide.

“Look straight at me, kippy. I want to see the pleasure on your face. I bite my lip. This is a present for you, but it’s not your reward. You only get your reward if you don’t cum until tomorrow night.”

I feel the tip of the stranger’s cock rubbing my pussy lips. He tells me to relax and he starts to slide inside me. My eyes widen as I realize that the stranger is extremely large. My Sir nods his head and I breath and relax. The stranger moves in more and I feel myself stretching to accommodate him. Inch by inch he goes deeper.

“You are a tight little thing. I’m going to make you very sore so you know I was here.”

My Sir winks at me and I shudder. The look on his face is different than anything I’ve ever seen. I am lost in my Sir’s look. The stranger pushes in one more time.

“I knew you could take all of me.”

“Fuck her hard. I want to hear her scream, ” Sir barks out.

The stranger starts pumping in and out of me and it is my undoing. I am overwhelmed, my orgasm starts building.

I cry out in desperation, “Please, Sir, may I please cum.” No answer. I start screaming and crying. It’s too much. He rams into me harder and faster. My whole body is shaking. “Please, please, Sir.” Sir only smiles a wicked smile. The stranger grabs my hair and pulls my head back. It’s everything I can do to hold back my orgasm.

Sir almost laughs, “Tell him what you think of his big cock.”

I truthfully I burst out, “I love having your big cock inside me so much. Fuck me harder. Please fuck me harder.”

“You greedy little slut,” the stranger laughs.

I want to cum. I need to cum. “Please Sir, can I cum? His cock is too good.”

Tears are rolling down my cheeks. My Sir is still smiling at me. The stranger is relentlessly fucking me and groaning. I am crying and moaning.

The stranger pulls out of me and releases himself on my back. I collapse on the chair. I’m still crying and moaning. My entire body hurts. My wrists are untied and massaged, my back wiped with a towel. The stranger pulls my head up by my hair and then ties the scarf around my head, leaving me sightless once more.

The stranger then tells me, “We’re not done with you yet. This was a warm up, slut.”

To be continued…