~ISSA
I could not breathe.
I did not want to. I would gladly die here if she wanted me to. Yulia’s pussy was on my face with my tongue deep inside of her and my nose pressed to her clit. I was busy cleaning up the wet mess I made but it was next to impossible. She came on my face for a third time and I hungrily ravaged her folds with my insatiable tongue.
“Your tongue is wonderful, Issa,” She moaned and grind her hips against my face. The sound of wet pussy squishing against my face and nose filled the room.
I moaned in response. I had no idea how long she was going to play this game, not that I was complaining. I would please her for as long as she wanted me to. I lapped at her pussy for the fourth time. “I am coming!”
The way she moaned out those words filled me with renewed motivation and I sucked hard on her clit until another Jasmine scented juice gushed all over my face and down my throat.
She shuddered in pleasure and tried to even her breathing. She stood and I looked down at me. Her irises were large and I could see the hunger in them. She had a satisfied smile on her face. She was so beautiful…so sensual.
I saw in slow motion, the juice on her pussy drop on my face, on my lips and I licked it up. She walked to my feet as I lay there on my back…waiting…wondering what she wanted to do next.
She knelt over my legs and began to unbuckle my belt. She did it so slowly as she maintained her eye contact with me. She pulled out my hard cock and I sighed in relief.
It was oozing with pre cum. I was glad she finally pitied me. She blew hot breath on it and I curled my toes and moaned. I humped against her hand and she released my cock. She left it there standing fully erect.
“Control yourself,” She huskily said.
“Yulia, touch me…please,” I begged.
I saw the mischief in her grey eyes and the impish smile she gave me in response. What wheels were turning in her head? What game was playing behind those eyes?
“Do not move or make a sound,” she said and held me in her hands.
She placed soft sensual kisses on the head of my cock and I bit my lips trying to stifle any sound that wanted to escape my mouth. She licked the below my shaft, the sensitive side and I clenched my fist through my bond.
I closed my eyes.
“Never take your eyes off me,” She firmly commanded.
I opened them immediately. I began to understand that her eyes were the major part of how she held me under her sensual hypnosis. She took me all inside her throat and my eyes threatened to shut in pleasure. I was vibrating. She removed me from her mouth.
“You are moving, Issa” She whispered. “Keep still,” She commanded.
Why was she so commanding? I thought through my haziness. Where did the boldness come from? And most importantly, why was I under spell? Why was I obeying?
‘Because you are tired of taking charge of everything, it becomes boring after a while, it is mind blowing being at her mercy, not knowing what comes next,’ Iran whispered in my head.
He was right. I did not know that Iran could be so observant.
‘I pay attention when it counts,’ He chuckled.
I felt a light squeeze on my balls and I hissed in pain.
“Pay attention to me,” Yulia said.
She began to suck me off with passion and it took all in me not to grunt out loud. I clenched my teeth in ecstatic agony as she drove me to the edge with her hot sensual mouth. I loved the way her soft lips held my cock captive and felt my climax building.
She stopped what she was doing immediately when she sensed that I was close. “You do not cum until I give you permission,” She said firmly.
She continued without waiting for my response and I moaned loud from the sudden feelings that crashed through me. She stared hard at me and I knew that I had made a sound. She repeated the same thing she did the first time. Stopped the exact moment I was about to cum.
“Yulia,” I begged.
“I did not say that you could speak,” She cut me off and started another round of blow jobs and denied me my climax again. I realized that it was a punishment for speaking. But I had groaned and moaned as she claimed my shaft with her hot mouth and cruel tongue.
She repeatedly teased and denied me climax with her wondrous mouth and hands as the night fell. By then, my mind was numb from frustration and a ravenous hunger to cum.
When was this going to end? I looked up at her as she began her torture again and saw a look in her eyes, it was a gaze of challenge and immediately, I realized that she was taunting me. This was nothing but a test and I had been so under her spell to realize it.
I called upon Iran’s strength and my expensive white shirt that she bound me with ripped apart as I freed myself. I grabbed her roughly by the shoulder and she giggled mischievously.
“You wanted me to break my bondage,” I said in a raspy voice, unable to contain my hunger. “You little succubus.”
She laughed as mischief filled her eyes. “What took you so long, Lycan?” She asked with a hint of mockery.
I hungrily claimed her mouth as I pushed her on her back. I pushed her legs apart and slowly eased myself in. She sighed in my mouth and wrapped her legs around me and I began to give her long hard thrust. She clawed at my back as her pussy walls squeezed me.
I felt my climax build and I felt hers coming too.
“Yes, release it all, pour it all,” Yulia moaned and whispered sensually into my ears.
I groaned and roared as I released all the pent-up climax Yulia had denied me into her.
I jerked uncontrollably as the orgasm shook me to my core and I almost lost my senses and my consciousness. I collapsed on top of Yulia as she stroked my hair and whispered in my ears, sweet words of pleasure, telling me what a good job I had done.
I fell asleep on top of her.