FORTY EIGHT

DAMON

“Wait, Selena…” The woman wouldn’t listen. Her determined eyes stayed glued on my chest which was now successfully exposed, my tee-shirt finding its way to the tiled ground. “What are you…”

My breath instantly hitched as she leaned closer and trailed the wetness on the tip of her tongue over my right nipple. I could feel my abdomen turn to jelly as she continuously tried to excite me and I must confess, her attempts were about to be prosperous.

A little pop-like sound ensued as Selena gave the hardness of my right tit a single suck. Then, she repeated her action, causing me to stifle a groan.

Selena’s eyes didn’t seem so innocent as she looked up at me, and as I stared down at her. Her slim hands grabbed the thickness of my thighs, and I could tell where she was taking the unexpected situation to.

“Wait, Selena.”

“Should I?” The hot breath from her mouth fanned my breast and I found myself drawing my hands into fists so that I can remain sane. Sane enough to take control of the moment. “I don’t want to,” Selena further said, her ogling becoming more sensual as seconds passed.

Suddenly, that blazing breeze I felt against my nipple began to trail my skin in a horizontal manner. Selena excited my body as she caressed me with the air from her mouth. Slowly and with calculation, she moved until her lips were able to latch on the second nipple.

“Argh…” I moaned sharply, her move taking my entire being by surprise. A rising was already occurring beyond the surface of my trousers and just like that, every anger I had toward her, every confusing thought I had about her suddenly disappeared and all I wanted was to feel her pussy walls squeezing my girth, driving me almost insane.

“Don’t tell me you are about to say no,” Selena continued, her voice a delicious whisper. Swirling her tongue over my over-sensitive nipple, she managed to say, “It would be a huge shame if you say no.”

I choked back another sensual moan as my thirst for her grew huger and huger.

Then, my eyes now struggling to stay open, I tried to speak. “I… I just think that…”

“Damon Jones…” Selena finally put a stop to what she was doing, but that was not the end. One of her hands traveled to the belt of my trouser, the other was placed on my right shoulder as she stood upright and leaned her lips toward my neck. “It would be a shame,” my breathing became more irregular, “because I am so horny for you right now.”

Before I could reply to her audacious proclamation, her lips planted a peppery kiss on the base of my neck and she picked up her provocative moves from there. The hand in my groin area was now slowly approaching my growing erection.

As Selena tipped her toe to enable her ascending kisses that were making their way to my wanting lips, my belt somehow came loose and the buttons of my trousers were torn apart and the jean soon dropped to the floor, waiting for me to step out of it.

Selena now had better access to my cock which was twitching, almost begging to be released. Her kisses were now closer to my lips and when the next second arrived, our tongues met furiously, both of us hungrily devouring each other’s lips in a way that made my head turn.

“Hmm,” she moaned. Surprisingly, I felt disappointed when she removed her hand from my groin, but she soon pressed her body against mine and initiated movements that circled and simulated my dick.

Damn… she is really driving me insane.

But I was still uncomfortable with my cuffed hands.

Actually, I wished to touch her the same way she moved her hands over my body. With the aim of torturing her in a delightful manner, I wished to feel the softness of her pointy breasts in my palms. Watching her lips quiver with pleasure as I tease every part of her body with my lips was something I wished to happen.

So, my voice highly croaky, I said, “Can you uncuff me?”

“No.” Our eyes met as my question caused her to put a pause on our kiss.

“Why? This is so weird.”

Suddenly, she smiled. I saw her deviousness in that smile and I became certain that she was indeed about to do something unusual. “I don’t care if it’s weird…” Selena finally retracted the proximity she had to my body. Her hands clasped behind her, she stood from a distance, roaming her gaze through my exposed body, her eyes especially planted on my groin. “We are doing this my way, Damon Jones.”

“Your way?” Why am I more scared than usual?

“Yes…” Her smile grew bigger as her hand reached for the only chair in the room. “Remember the talk we had about having kinks?” Uh-oh. “This is me turning it up for us.”

“I think we can turn things up in a different way, Selena,” I responded, jiggling my hands in their confinement. I soon realized I shouldn’t do that when I felt the metallic edge of the handcuff dig into my skin. “I am really-”

Swiftly, she walked toward me again, her hand dragging the chair behind her. “Complain less, Damon. This will be very fun for you.”

“I don’t think I should be cuffed. I-” My attempts to put up an argument were crushed when her hand suddenly pulled down my briefs, exposing my manhood which was already feeling stifled. Then, without uttering a word, she directed me to sit on the chair.

So, there I was, fully naked, hands cuffed behind me and all my mind could think of from that second onward was whether or not Selena would stop teasing me and just get down to business. My entire body was already hungry for her anyway, she might as well do both of us a favour and allow a release from the pent-up effects of the abounding arousal.

Selena looked down at me and said, “I love how you won’t be able to use your hands.” A few steps closer and she was already toying with the neck of her loose shirt, taking it off the next second to show me how firmly held her breasts were in her polka dots bra. “I can’t wait to see the frustration on your face.” She reached for the bra, unclasped it and all my eyes could focus on were her breasts.

My body reacted excitedly to that raunchy sight and I had to bite into my lip to stop another groan from escaping me.

As Selena provocatively disrobed herself of her skirt, she became as naked as me.

Then, another step closer, she fell to her knees, her hands caressing my thighs once again. My hips almost shifted as her touch ignited the flame of pleasure within me some more.

Her face now staring at my highly aroused dick, Selena said, “It’s a pity you won’t be able to touch me. I can feel my pussy getting wet.”

“Don’t talk that way, Selena,” I said, swallowing hard.

“Why?” Her breath started to caress the shaft of my penis as her lips hovered around my hardness, her intention to continue teasing me growing as seconds passed. “You don’t want to know how wet you are making me right now? I am almost dripping.”

That sexy look in her eyes wasn’t making it any easier either. Instantly, my patience disappeared and without warning, I raised my hip slightly, tilting the tip of my dick at her mouth.

A flash of surprise on her face, Selena was about to speak when I used that opportunity to deepen my girth into the warmth of her mouth.

“Suck me,” I heard myself say, my voice sounding unlike me. Perhaps it was the frustration from being teased for too long that got to me, but as she slowly slid my hardness in and out of her mouth, I began to intensify the pace, pushing my hips more and more, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth.

The pent-up arousal had led to something explosive, it seemed. I suddenly became an insatiable beast who wouldn’t stop penetrating the innards of her mouth with the growing hardness of my cock.

For a second, I was worried that I was being rough but when I saw the large grin she wore on her face, I realized that she loved it. And that gingered me.

Seeing how I wouldn’t be able to run my hands through her hair and guide her the way I wished, I decided to channel that sudden inner beast of mine and I continued what I was doing.

Thrusting into the addictive grasp of her mouth, causing her to moan in a way I loved, feeling so much pleasure-filled strain in my dick and all over my body, the fact that my hands were still cuffed… That moment was indeed arousing.

Selena couldn’t resist the temptation to grasp my thickness in her hands. As she offered her saliva as a means of lubricant, she began to rub me vigorously. She did it in a way I couldn’t do if I was alone, she did it in a way that made sparks fly in my head and my heart pounded with excitement.

Moving my hips some more, the intimate moment became more intense. My uncontrollable panting grew louder and my head kept tossing here and there as my entire body tried to endure the outburst my dick was threatening to have.

Then, as though she read my mind, her lips coated with some of the pre-released cum that had earlier seeped out, Selena stood up, her breasts jiggling in my sight.

“How can you be so addicting, Damon Jones?” she asked as her breath almost failed her.

“I could ask you the same, Miss Selena.”

”Hmm…” She tugged at her lower lip quite sexily as her entire body resumed this sensual dance. The slow, erotic movements didn’t stop when Selena finally straddled me. I could feel her juices smearing over the skin of my thighs as she circled her waist over me, her lower abdomen regularly rubbing against the tip of my dick. “Now that I think about it…” Her hands rested on my shoulders as her motion became more sensual, our breaths becoming ragged once again. “… I love it when you call me Miss Selena. It is sexy.”

Our chests met and I could feel my entire body react as though it had been set on flames.

Oh… I so much wish I could touch her.

Our eyes met and I showed her how much I adored that moment we were sharing. Holding my head securely, Selena lifted her body slightly and managed to slide my dick into the valley of her wetness.

My eyes could have rolled to the back of my head if possible. The way she gripped me as she sat on my dick made me lose every form of sense I had and by the time, she began to move, I released a moan that had a shivering tone to it.

She felt too good.

Squelching noises followed as Selena began to bounce on me, one of her hands finding her clit which I wished I could touch myself. The same way I wore pleasure on my face, Selena’s face was instantly covered with lewdness as the intensity of our intimacy grew bigger and bigger.

Her back arched slightly, giving me some access to her breasts. Clutching one of her nipples between my teeth, I heard a loud cry from her lips and in further reaction, she tightly held my girth which was almost exploding inside her.

Selena’s lower body was still moving sensually, initiating erotic movements at her own pace but the grip I had on her breasts made the whole thing more ferocious.

“How can you be so fucking addicting, Damon Jones?” she asked again, her exhales louder and heavier. “I am almost fucking coming.”

I paid no heed to her words. All I did was focus on her breasts, sucking and licking her nipples and the skin of her entire bosom. I had almost forgotten about my awaiting sexual organ but another grip by Selena’s vaginal wall reminded me and I just had to moan against her nipple.

I would be lying to myself if I said I wasn’t close to orgasm as well, but a part of me didn’t want it to end. I wanted more.

Damn…. within a few weeks, Selena Danniman has successfully turned me into a person that wants more and more of her entire being.

So, in order to stall the impending orgasm, I tried to take control of the friction between our groins. Releasing her nipple, ensuring that I was indeed stable on the chair, I began to thrust my hips again.

Sloppy yet rapid… I moved and Selena met my motion, her cries now louder.

Grabbing a handful of my hair, she moved her hips accordingly and enjoyed the growing pleasure. Our eyes met as slight slapping sounds joined the noise of meshing sex juices.

I once again wished I could make use of my hands. But it is what is.

Maintaining my rapid motion, her loud cries for more reaching my ears, sweat forming all over my body as I did what she asked, I soon felt that orgasm I was trying to put off.

My legs felt feverish as I released my sperm into her heated vaginal wall, my eyes still locked with hers.

As Selena touched herself some more, she soon wore that look that told me that she felt that explosive release as well. My dick felt hot as I felt her release trickle over my shaft which was still inside her, our fluids mixing.

“Oh…” Selena panted hard, a small smile of satisfaction on her face. “Oh my… That was so freaking hot.” Her lashes blinking lazily, she maintained our eye contact and after a few seconds, her little grin collapsed and she asked, “What is this look in your eyes?”

“What look?” I asked, my voice raspy, my chest still heaving.

I become worried as she peeled her hands off my shoulders. Then, Selena said, “That look that says, ‘I think I am in love with you'. Why do you have that look on your face?”

As her caution-filled inquiry reached my ears, I swallowed hard and I finally heard my heart. It was still pounding hard. I looked away for a second, a small furrow on my forehead. But when I looked at her again, my cuffed hands now feeling itchy, my little frown was gone and I gently said, “Well, I may be in love with you.”