Free Jon Black's Woman by Tilly Greene

even harder. He batted at her clit with his tongue, tugged
on it with his teeth, then picked up the tube twister. Placing it
over the excited flesh, he made a few rotations and watched as her
nub was pulled in by the suction effect.
    Her groan was delightful to hear
and, once he took his hand away from holding her opened, he dipped
two fingers inside her pussy. Molly was quivering and dripping, but
he wanted to see firsthand what happened when he twisted the screw.
He twisted the top on the clit tube a few more times and she broke
apart.
    The orgasms she was experiencing
weren’t like the monumental one she’d had while they’d made love in
his bed. These were beautiful bursts of erotic energy.
    With one and a half more twists,
putting her closer to the edge again, Jon stood up and turned each
plastic screw, pulling her nipples further into the tubes. With
five rotations, he looked at her closely and told her what he
believed was happening to her.
    “You’re close to breaking again,
aren’t you?”
    “Yes,” she moaned but kept her eyes,
small slits as they were, on him.
    “Do you want to come?”
    “No, not yet. I like it here,
hanging by a thread and surrounded by erotic naughtiness,” Molly
whispered with the aura of pleasure surrounding every word. To
reward her honesty, he reached down and gave the tube on her clit a
couple more twists. Her entire body quivered with need and he got
off on every shake. The need to take his own calming breath had him
pulling back and going to the table behind her.
    Tugging on his rock hard cock, he
squeezed it and mentally talked himself down from coming. Usually
he would last much longer before the need to come overtook him, but
she was unlike any woman he’d been with before. She took him to new
places, radiating with desire, and he never wanted to
leave.
    It took a few minutes to calm down
and think of where he wanted to go next with their passion. With a
plan in mind, he exhaled and came back around.
    “Ready?” he asked and already knew
her answer.
    “For anything you give me,” she told
him with a small smile.
    With a nod, he kneeled in front of
her and rolled the thick rubber ring off the tube end until it
firmly surrounded her clit.
    Releasing her bundle from the tube,
he leaned back and enjoyed the sight. Turned on by the bundle
standing strong like a tiny erect cock with a ring, he ran his
thumb over the protrusion. Her sharp, inhaled gasp had him looking
up at her face and he found her staring down at him.
    Leaning over, he sucked her clit
into his mouth and closed his teeth over it. Tugging gently, her
hips bumped against his face. Figuring she was close to breaking,
he stood up.
    “Almost there, flower. Soon we’ll
fuck, but first…” he stopped talking as he gave a few more twists
to the tubes covering her nipples until she stared at him with
widened eyes and mouth. “I won’t deny your need to come, but if you
hang on I promise you’ll be rewarded with a glorious
climax.”
    It was a big promise, but she was
responsive and her body and mind were almost there. Jon had a
strong feeling she was going to explode if she waited until he came
inside her pussy.
    With her nod, he carefully released
the screws and removed the tubes from her breasts.
    “Beautiful! Your nipples are
stunning, Molly. Simply stunning,” he told her as his fingers
twirled the erect tips. They were big to start with, but the
vacuuming made the fleshy points puff up and stand out more than
half an inch.
    Her groan brought his head up and he
saw need mark her face.
    “Please, please fuck me, Jon. I need
you and your large prick inside me. Thrusting. Thrusting hard, hard
and fast until I come. Please, stud. Please make me scream.” She
talked as fast as she could while panting.
    “Stud?” A nickname he hadn’t
expected, but if she saw him as a stud, fine. He’d play one and
pleasure her again and again.
    “Yes, yes, stud. You’re a
magnificent stud here to help me