Like I Knew It!!

The room smoldered.

Jazz crooned in the background--slow, lazy sax over a deep bassline. The air was thick with oudh, smoky and sweet, clinging to sweat-slicked skin and aching moans. I couldn't move--my wrists were strapped tight to the headboard, the silk restraints now damp from where I'd pulled. The blindfold made every second feel like forever, every breath she took louder than thunder.

She straddled my waist, bare and wet, her scent intoxicating--no, dangerous. My cock twitched helplessly beneath her. She hadn't even touched it. Not properly.

Then came the first drip.

The wax hit my chest with a hiss, sharp and hot.

I gasped.

She giggled--low, throaty, cruel. "That's just a taste, baby..."

Her fingers traced lazy circles around the spot, then slid down to my abs, where another drip sizzled. I flinched.

"You want a confession?" she whispered, grinding her slick pussy along my length, coating me, teasing me. "Because I've been such a bad, bad girl..."

I whimpered, hips bucking, but the restraints held me firm.

She leaned down, lips brushing my ear, voice dripping with sin. "He didn't knock. Not right away. Just stood at the door, holding some stupid parcel his mom asked him to drop off."

I stilled.

"The boy next door," she purred, rocking her hips once, slow and maddening. "Barely nineteen. Big brown eyes. That nervous little smile. He looked at me like he'd never seen a woman before."

Another drop of wax, right over my nipple. I groaned.

"I was wearing just that silk robe you bought me... it barely covers my cunt when I sit. And I made sure I sat."

Her breath hitched, voice trembling--not with shame, but arousal. "He kept glancing. Down. Up. Couldn't stop. So I opened my legs. Wide. Let him see how wet I was... just from knowing he was watching."

"What did he say?" I croaked, throat dry.

She grinned against my cheek. "Nothing. His jaw just dropped. His knuckles went white around that stupid parcel. So I said..."

She slipped her hand between my thighs and gave my balls a wicked squeeze, whispering, "'Close the door behind you, baby... unless you want the whole street to see what happens when a boy grows up next to a woman like me.'"

I moaned--long, guttural.

"He stepped inside. Didn't speak. Just stood there. Soaked in hormones and fear. His cock was bulging in those grey sweatpants--oh god, baby, you should've seen it. He didn't even know what to do."

She chuckled. "So I made the first move. Walked up close. Let him smell me. I leaned in and whispered..."

Her lips brushed mine as she said it again: "Have you ever tasted pussy before?"

My cock throbbed hard against her heat.

"He shook his head. His lips were trembling. So I took his hand, led him to the couch, laid back, spread wide, and said... 'Then learn with mine.'"

She started rocking now--slow, purposeful, every wet drag along my cock lighting fire in my spine.

"He buried his face in me like he'd die without it. So clumsy. So hungry. He licked and sucked and moaned into my cunt like he'd been starving for years. I came so hard I screamed... and I saw it."

"Saw what?" I rasped.

"His cock. Throbbing. Sticking straight out. A wet patch spreading fast. He was so close, baby... so desperate. So I whispered..."

She leaned in again, soft and cruel. "Do you want to put it in?"

Another drop of wax. This one landed just above my shaft.

"I took his virginity, right there. Straddled him like I am now. His cock was twitching inside me before I even started to ride. But I didn't stop. I made him cum inside me."

She grinned, biting her lip. "But I didn't stop."

"You--fuck--you kept going?" I gasped, hips lifting.

"Mmhmm," she moaned, sliding her hips down slowly until she swallowed my cock whole. "I used that sweet boy. Used his cock while it was still pulsing and twitching. He begged me to stop. But I told him--'You don't stop until I say.'"

She started to ride me harder now, faster. Her eyes wild.

"He cried out when he came again--twice in me. Back to back. I ruined him, baby. I made him fall in love with my cunt. He couldn't walk straight when he left."

"And now..." she licked her lips, blindfold slipping off my face, her eyes glowing as she looked down at me, "... I'm still dripping with him."