“Yes, but it’s not the only one, watch this.” He held up his hand and showed me a small electronic gadget that fit on his finger like a ring. Pressing a button on a remote he had brought with him, he nodded towards the ceiling. When I looked up, I saw a close-up of my splayed open pussy. What the fuck!
“This is a wireless mini-cam,” he said. “You’ll be amazed at how erotic it is to watch yourself climax.” Before I could take it all in, his hand moved closer and the entire monitor was filled with my pussy — up close and personal, as they say.
“If you have all of this,” I nodded to the monitor, the computer and the handcuffs. “Why were you watching me?” I wasn’t sure what I thought about seeing myself displayed on a large screen like this.
“Because you’re so beautiful,” he said, looking me in the eye. “And you were, seemingly unattainable,” he smiled. “You know that you always want what you can’t have.” With that he nodded to the monitor.
“See this little bead of moisture right here,” he asked, bringing the camera closer so my labia completely filled the screen. Sure enough, there was a lone bead of moisture seeping out.
“This is just the first drop of a coming flood,” he said confidently as his other hand moved into the scene and his finger picked the moisture drop off while barely touching me. Fuck! That very slight touch sent a tremor through my body as if he had plunged his fingers right into me.
“Mmm,” he murmured, touching his finger to his tongue. “Feeling out of control yet?” he asked as I stared at the video screen and watched him spread my cunt lips apart. I gasped at his touch as well as the oversized video of the inside of my vagina.
I’m not a prude and I’ve watched my fair share of porn videos but nothing prepared me for the near out of body experience this was providing. It was doubly arousing to feel and watch as his fingers explored my vagina.
“Mmmm,” he said. “More juice already.” He was right; my pussy was bubbling up an impressive amount of liquid as I was helplessly watching him scoop it out and taste it.
“Want some?” he asked bringing two wet fingers to my mouth. I’ve sucked my husband off after we’ve had sex so I’m not afraid of tasting myself but I’ve never had it fed to me like this.
“Come on,” he said, locking eyes with me as he pressed his fingers to my lips. “You’re going to taste a lot more of it before the night is over.” I sucked his fingers into my mouth while staring at him defiantly. When I looked back at the monitor all I saw were two large black fingers sliding in and out between my pale lips. What an erotic sight! Fuck! He’s barely touched me and I’m creaming all over myself.
“You’ll want to keep your eyes on the monitor for this next part,” he said, clearly enjoying himself. I watched as he wet his fingers around the inside edges of my juicy hole and then dripped the natural lubricant onto my hooded clitoris. Fuck!
With his right hand on my thigh to steady the camera, he used two fingers of his other hand to lightly caress my clit.
“Oh God!” I gasped, trying to pull my knees up but couldn’t because of the restraints. I glanced at his face but he was intently focused on what he was doing, trying to hold the camera still while he used two fingers to stimulate my clit. That would have felt good no matter what but you can’t imagine what it was like to watch it happen to you.
Damn! My juices were flowing and I watched my ass muscles twitching on the big screen as he set a slow steady rhythm on my protruding clit. His dark fingers provided an erotic contrast to my very pink love button.
“Fuck! Don’t stop,” I pleaded as I strained against my bonds and watched my pussy generating enough lubricant to fuck for a week. I couldn’t move. He controlled everything with just two fingers.
“I have no intention of stopping,” he smiled. “I want you to watch your first orgasm of the night.” He dipped his fingers for more lubricant and increased the pace, rubbing faster but not harder on my hypersensitive clit. He knew exactly what to do and my body responded intensely to his virtuosic touch. My pussy lips were splayed open and frothing gratuitous amounts of juice as his fingers moved deftly across my swollen clit.
“Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck!” I tried to arch my back and push against his fingers but my legs were spread too wide. I saw my wet cunt lips quivering as I felt the pressure build.
“Come on,” he whispered encouragingly, to my pussy or maybe to me, I couldn’t tell which. “Just let it come.” I watched my ass muscles clench and my pussy contract as my climax rapidly approached.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh!” I screamed as my orgasm ripped through my body and my pussy spewed forth a flood of fresh cream. I was shaking and panting, spiraling my head from side to side.
“Don’t stop watching,” Ron admonished me and I flipped my eyes back to the big screen just in time to see my pussy lips visibly trembling from the intensity of my orgasm. “Have you ever seen anything like that?” he whispered reverently. Never! Fuck! If this is what he does to me with just two fingers what is the rest of the night going to be like.
I didn’t have long to ponder that question because Ron was kneeling between my legs and lowering his head to my drenched pussy. Looking up, I was surprised to see the stationary camera was again filling the screen with my entire body. I watched as Ron’s head moved closer to its target and I was again struck by the dramatic contrast between his black skin and the almost pale whiteness of mine.
“Fuck! I haven’t even caught my breath, Ron,” I moaned as his tongue flicked out and lapped at the freely flowing nectar inside my quivering pussy. I couldn’t believe I was at his mercy again so quickly. The view on the monitor was stimulating in itself but the feel of his tongue on my recently climaxed pussy was incredible.
I love oral sex and my husband eats me to orgasm regularly but this was something else entirely. Whether it was because Ken and I usually start our evening with oral sex and I was still coming down from my last orgasm or if Ron was doing something different with his tongue, I don’t know but he was making my whole body tremble, not just my pussy.
I wanted to arch against him and grab the back of his head but all I could do was lie there and watch. Well, that’s not all I could do, I was also churning up juices like crazy and the wet, slurping sounds coming from between my legs was an additional turn-on. This orgasm was building even faster than the last one and I was about to cry out when Ron pulled his tongue away from my pussy and crawled up my body.
“I was getting close,” I whined just before he pushed his pussy soaked tongue in my mouth and swirled it around.
“You taste so fucking good,” he breathed, breaking the kiss and staring into my eyes. “I just thought you should know how damn good you taste,” he added before sliding back down and resuming his oral onslaught of my over-heated pussy. Fuck! The taste in my mouth was an additional stimulant that unexpectedly drove me to even higher levels of arousal as Ron continued his tongue’s dominance of my smoldering pussy.