There was something wrong with Charlie and not even the urge he was feeling to make love to her was able to stop him from noticing it.
And he had nothing to do with the insanely hot way she was starting to command him. He was just loving it, there was no other way to describe it. But he knew his wife. The way her touch felt anxious and the way her sweet brown eyes were scattered made it very clear that there was something more behind her desire, just like the day they had made love in the car, in the middle of a deserted road. , but still running the risk that someone could see them. On that occasion, however, Charlie herself had told him that it was because of the need to feel that everything was going to be okay; the yearning for closeness. But even if she didn't explain it, it was very clear on her face from the start. But not at that moment.
Despite knowing that something was wrong, he couldn't read that mix of revolt and determination in her face, as he held on to her shoulders so that he could balance himself on top of his hips. It was as if she was trying to tame an angry bull as she touched him, even though he wasn't offering any resistance to her. Wondering if perhaps her mood had something to do with her sudden urge to dominate him during sex, Morgan just relaxed. With extreme ease, he relaxed her arms and legs, to make it easier for her to pull his shirt and pants further away, leaving all the parts Charlie preferred on his body exposed to her.
“Put your hands up, Mr. Sullivan. “She ordered, when she seemed to be finally satisfied with how exposed he was.
Obeying her docilely, Morgan lifted his hands over his head, resting them on the back of the sofa and, to her surprise, Charlie bent down so he could tie his wrists with the tie he'd ripped off. He expected to feel a little intimidated by this new feeling of being trapped and completely at the mercy of something, but all that happened was that his erection tightened even further, and he couldn't wait to see what Charlie would do next. Hell, he had a feeling this was going to become one of his favorite things to do in bed when she was done.
“You're going to be a good boy, aren't you? “ she caressed his bottom lip with her thumb, as he used to do to her.
“I can be anything you want. “He assured, with an obedient whisper, moving his tongue to lick her fingertip.
" Well..." she praised, moving her hands back to be able to undo the clasp of her bra, making her breasts bounce in front of his face, hypnotizing him " Maybe, if you manage to make me come, I'll give you the gift to be able to touch me, at least once.
“I would be very grateful, Mrs. Sullivan. Morgan smiled, but the teasing was soon forgotten as she reached back and closed one of her warm, soft hands around my cock, stroking him as only his wife could.
“You need so little to be so needy…” she murmured, sliding down his body and pulling away until she could sit on his thighs, right in front of where his cock was stretched almost to the point of pain “I love it. on you…” With a moan, she ran her fingers gently over the head of his cock, almost tickling him, before scooping up some of the pre-cum that was starting to ooze using her thumb and sucking it into her mouth. “Would you like to taste me, too? “ she teased him, spreading her legs to show him how wet she was, to the point where her juices were running down her thighs.
“Yes…” he grunted, feeling more needy than ever, maybe because he knew he couldn't just reach out and touch her, as much as he wanted to “I'd give anything for that…
" Well..." he moved down his body, caressing his abdomen with soft breasts and running his tongue over his nipples, making him moan at the hot sensation, but then he got up again " Let me think about yours for a bit. case...
Saying that, she sat back down on his thighs, spreading her legs as wide as the large sofa they were on would allow, before hooking her fingers in the sodden fabric of her panties and pulling them to the side, revealing her wet folds to him. Never taking her gaze from his, she moistened her lips and the fingertips of one hand using her tongue, before using them to travel down her body, past the breasts he wanted to massage, her soft belly, her curls. darker lower and finally over her clit. Growling, he watched her bite her bottom lip in that way that drove him crazy as she trailed her fingers lazily over the sensitive spot, stimulating herself until her juices were oozing to the point of wetting his legs.
Growling, , he watched her sweet honey squirt over and over, especially when she used her other hand to tease his entrance, rehearsing entering for many times, before finally making her slender fingers disappear inside her tight pussy, making her moan. even louder. And as he watched her pleasure herself as if he weren't even there, Morgan found herself filled with an irrational, yet potent jealousy. He wanted so badly to be in the shoes of those fingers, tasting the sweetness of her slippery folds, that he unconsciously began to struggle against the tie tied between her wrists, making Charlie slow his movements for a moment.
"Funny, I thought I told you to shut up…" Pulling her fingers out of herself, she moved her cream-covered hand forward and began stroking him roughly, making him let out a groan that he was equally motivated by the pleasure and the pain of being squeezed in such a sensitive spot “Don't you know naughty little boys get no rewards?
“I'm sorry…” he moaned, swallowing hard, unable to take his eyes off her exposed flesh, which seemed to be calling out to him “But I need you so much…
“Oh, believe me, I noticed…” she let out a mischievous laugh, continuing to masturbate him non-stop “But what do you need, exactly? You need this...? “ leaning over him, she took a long lick all over his member, until she reached the glans, which she sucked greedily, making him lift his hips in pleasure “ Or that...? “ Still in that position, she used her pre-cum to moisten the space between her breasts, before fitting his cock there and starting to squeeze her soft breasts around him “ Or maybe… Of this? “ Rising up so she could bring her hips closer to his, she pressed the full length of his erect cock between the lips of her entrance, wetting it with her honey to the point where it throbbed painfully with pure need “But I won't give you none of that, unless you describe to me in detail what you want me to do...
“I want you to feel that sweet little pussy on my face and let me lick it until you come…” he begged, making her eyes darken with desire “Afterwards, I want you to ride me while I watch your breasts bounce ... " he licked his lips as he saw her moan at his words " And, to be quite honest, I still want to be tied up while you do all this ...
“That… sounds like a reasonable wish…” she cleared her throat, as if to hide how much she also wanted all those things “Well, I guess I can give you the chance to do at least one of them…” slowly, on all fours like a cat, she approached him, until she found a position that allowed her to balance her knees on either side of his head " Just to prove to me if it's going to be really good or not..." Charlie grumbled , before starting to lower herself towards his mouth " So you better make an effort, if you really want all that you said...
And he sure did, sucking gently on her clit as soon as she could, causing her to start rubbing her slick entrance against him. Accepting that silent invitation, he began to fuck her using his tongue, plunging mercilessly into her entrance until her face was coated in his cream and her fingers were tangled in his hair, pulling him even closer to her. Again, he moved his wrists unconsciously against the binding, but there was no denying that it seemed to be heightening her desire and making Charlie even more seductive as she guided her mouth movements, using his tongue for her own pleasure.
Drinking every drop of her pleasure, he quickly became greedy, trying to reach deeper and deeper between her soft flesh and make her cry out louder and louder by gently sucking on her clit, until she was sprawling all over him, coming. so strongly that the taste of it was likely to linger on his tongue forever. Which, frankly, Morgan hoped would actually happen.
Snuggling his cheek against one of her thighs, Morgan waited for her trembling body to recover a little while he was torn between the satisfaction of having made her come and the screaming need for his throbbing cock at that moment. Fortunately, Charlie seemed to be thinking the same thing as him, as she soon pulled back a little so they could lock eyes with her, an equally smug and wicked smile.
" I don't think I could fool anyone if I said you didn't do well..." she praised him, giving him a long kiss, before crawling up to his cock again, making him burn with anticipation " So that's it time to give my obedient little boy his reward...
Without any warning, she just sat down quickly on top of his erection, her entrance engulfing him easily after such a powerful orgasm. If he hadn't been too busy moaning in sheer relief at the feel of that silky little pussy squeezing him, he certainly would have given in to the urge to tease her with the fact that she seemed to be just as eager for this moment to arrive as he was. And, just as Morgan had asked, she began riding him hungrily, making her breasts bounce in front of his face, arousing him almost to the point of delirium as her tight entrance smothered him deliciously...
Until he couldn't take the suffocating sensation of pleasure any longer and he came first, slamming himself into her so hard that he ended up creating a sticky mess of pleasure between their thighs. But even when he found himself lying limp and panting beneath her, Charlie kept moving up and down on top of him, using him to chase her own orgasm until, finally, stifling a cry as she gently bit down on his shoulder, so was she. she came, shuddering around him as if she wanted more of the hot spurts he'd already given her.
With a contented sigh, she collapsed on top of him, remaining still for so many minutes that Morgan thought she might have dozed off. However, when he started to try to free himself from the knot she had tied in the tie around his wrists, Charlie herself reached up and removed her hand, smiling at him like a teacher proud of her student.