Cumming For My Master

Cumming For My Master: A Hot Sex Story

“Cum for me, my pet,” I heard my master’s voice whisper in my ear as I felt his strong hands pressing against my body. His fingers snaked into my hair and gripped it tightly, pulling my head back and exposing my neck to him.

I shivered in delight as I felt my nipples harden against my lace lingerie and my entire body tingle with anticipation. I looked up into his eyes in the dim light and melted as I saw the raw desire reflected in them. His gaze was as powerful as a storm, lashing me with pleasure and desire.

He leaned down and began to kiss my neck, caressing my skin with his lips and sending an electric thrill through me. I moaned softly as I felt his hands move down the length of my body and cup my breasts, his thumb rubbing circles around my nipples.

His kisses moved lower and I shuddered in anticipation as I felt his tongue slide across my navel, sending waves of pleasure through my body. His hands moved lower still and his fingers began to tease my clit, sending my arousal levels through the roof.

I felt my breathing become faster as he continued to tease and play with me, his touch like a lightning bolt of pure pleasure. His mouth moved lower and lower still, pausing to kiss and nip my inner thighs. I gasped as he finally reached my throbbing pussy and his tongue flicked against my clit.

He gently inserted a finger into me and slowly circled it around, pushing deeper and deeper until I could feel my orgasm slowly building. He licked and sucked on my clit as his finger moved in and out, pushing me closer and closer to the edge of a powerful climax.

He increased the tempo of his finger and I screamed out as my orgasm ripped through my body like a bomb, leaving me trembling in its wake. As I slowly drifted back to reality, I felt my master wrap his arms around me and pull me closer to him.

He whispered dirty words of encouragement as I felt my body still trembling from the pleasure he had just given me. I felt the wetness of his cum on my thighs as he pulled away from me and I felt a thrill of happiness course through me.

My master had just taken me to new heights of pleasure and I had willingly followed him. I knew now that there was nothing I wouldn’t do for him and I felt a surge of pride in knowing that I had been able to satisfy my master and bring him pleasure.

I smiled as I looked into his eyes and knew that I would be ready to do it all again. I belonged to him and I was more than happy to be his willing slave. I was his, forever and ever.