Free Women In Control by JT Holland Page A

lips. I stick my tongue out
and lick her sweet, supple pussy, the walls slick and delicious and
as smooth as the finest silk.
    “ Oh fuck yeah, right there,
right there, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop,” she says, losing
herself.
    I look up and see her leaning forward and
gripping the top of the bed frame, her beautiful tits bouncing
around above me, hair amiss, head bowed forward, face screwed up in
intense pleasure.
    I hook my arms around her thighs and stick
my tongue out even further while pressing down on her hips and into
me. She rides my tongue, forward and back, forward and back,
forward and back, her moans growing in intensity, becoming grunts,
then finally culminating in a single, piercing scream before
falling silent.
    Her body shudders once, then twice, then
three times, each shudder accompanied by a little yelp of pleasure.
She is breathing hard and her body is glistening with sweat. She
throws her head back, looks up at the ceiling.
    “ Now that ,” she says, “Is what I’m
talking about.”
    She climbs off my face and slides in next to
me in bed. Propped up on one arm, she kisses me, tasting herself.
She licks her lips and smiles.
    Smiling back, I say, “Now will you please
suck my cock?”
    “ Honey, after that, I’ll do
whatever the fuck you want.”
    And with that she slips down between my legs
and takes my cock in her mouth.
    Now I’m not hung like a porn star but I’m
not hung like a pimple either, and still she swallows my cock
without any problem whatsoever. It disappears between her lips and
down her throat in a flash, her eyes fixed on mine the whole
time.
    “ Ho-ly shit,” I say as I
immediately fight the urge to spew in her mouth.
    She winks at me and then shifts her head
back a bit and somehow takes my cock even deeper. Lying on my back
in the bed I can see the tip of her nose pressing into my groin and
feel the tip of my cock pressing against the back of her throat.
Then her tongue flicks out from underneath and nestles my scrotum
for just a moment, and I shudder in ecstasy and am just on the
verge of cumming when she slides my cock out of her mouth. It’s
dripping wet and coated with saliva and the tip is white from where
the tightness of her throat restricted the blood flow.
    I relax for a moment and the urge to cum
passes. As soon as it’s gone she again takes my cock into her
mouth, just the tip this time, sucks on it and jerks my shaft with
her hand, the leftover saliva making it slick, allowing her to jerk
it quickly, up and down, up and down, up and down, her hand
squeezing tighter and tighter, increasing the pressure on my cock
until I’m again only moments from cumming.
    When she feels my tension rising again she
slows down her strokes, pulls the tip from her mouth, and proceeds
to slowly lick the length of my shaft with her tongue, up and then
down, up and then down, up and then down, bringing me again into
safe range.
    “ Do you want to come yet?”
she says.
    “ Desperately,” I reply, at
this point wanting only to release the incredible, nearly
unbearable pressure.
    “ Beg for it,” she says
while she massages my balls with her right hand and plays with my
cock with her left.
    “ Please let me cum,” I
say.
    She tilts her head and eyes me with a
slightly raised brow.
    “ Mistress,” I
add.
    “ That’s better,” she says.
“But I want you to say it again. Like you mean it this
time.”
    “ Please mistress, please
let me cum.”
    She laughs and then just like that she
deepthroats me again, effortlessly, holding it, holding it, holding
it, my cock constricting her breath, gagging her, and then she
starts moving her head up and down, up and down her lips moving the
full length of my shaft, from tip to base, over and over again, her
hair flipping everywhere, covering half her face but her gaze never
leaving mine, her eyes deadly serious, hard at work, pushing me to
the edge and then over it and my sphincter tightens and I buck my
hips and I say, “oh shit,