Betrayed By My Body Episode 5


He let it drop to the floor. I was left in just my lace panties but it didn’t last two seconds before he tore it off leaving me naked.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“What do you think, I am showing you I don’t need a damn pill to get it up or last long enough,” he said placing hands on my shoulders, he was gentle now. Caressing my shoulders, his smoldering gaze holding mine as he gently pushed me till my back touched the cabinet. His breathing became quite ragged as he stared down at my lush boobs, peach hued n—–s perked up invitingly. I had always known how easily my body affected him, like it held some unspoken power over him.
His hands cupped my heavy boobs as he came closer. His breath fanning my neck as his lips brushed over the curve of my neck. His tongue and teeth gently nibbling my left ear, he whispered,
“your body is an overdose of pills in itself.” I shivered, not from being without covering but the tingles his burning kisses behind my ear and down my neck created all the while he gently kneaded my boobs.
“You are so beautiful and you don’t know what you do to me every single day of my life…..left to me I would fuck you crazy every chance I get.” He said, his voice gruff and I moaned at the thought of being crazily sexed by him clinging tightly to him as my legs felt like mush because of his sweet torture upon my skin. His kisses led him to my mouth, and he took my lips with such vigor and gruffness that it registered in my core, the sweet ache below my belly deepening.
As we kissed, his hands ran all over me, kneading my boobs, caressing the curve of my back, my belly, my inner thighs and even running over my ass. It was like he couldn’t touch enough of me, he wanted all of me. I wanted to touch him, I wanted to feel his firm member in my hand, run my hand up and down his hard length but he still had his jeans on.
“Take off your jeans..I want to touch you.” I instructed.
“Not yet he murmured against my lips….I fear if you touched me right now, I just might prove you right and come in your hands.” He said with a smile and I chuckled.
“You’re only allowed to come after I am fully sated, Babe.” I warned.
“Yes ma’am.” He replied taking my lips in his again. I ran my hands over his taut body as he assaulted my lips, my tongue and my cheek before he stopped. Leaning his forehead on mine, his breath in short gasps, he asked,
“are you ready for this ride, Noms?” Not waiting for an answer, he placed his hands on my hips lifting me to sit on the cabinet, pulling me to the very edge, opening my thighs wide apart so that my p—y was in his full view. With a ragged groan, he bent and and went to work. His hands massaged my inner thighs while his lips slowly left a trail of more burning kisses that seemed to be leading to my crotch. I shivered with anticipation as I felt his breath on my skin, impatiently needing him to get to ‘my place’.
“Ohh….. Kevwe….” I moaned as a wave of unfamiliar sensations hit me, he was there now, at my womanly place his tongue bringing me so much pleasure. I ran a hand through his hair, urging him as his tongue created spirals of pleasure in me. I had never been a screamer but if he went on like this, the neighbors would definitely know his name by morning.
His tongue teased, flicked, tweaked the sensitive bud and all I could do was be helpless to my body. Oh…I suddenly realised I had been missing so much pleasure all this time. I would be sexually adventurous with my husband from now on, I vowed.
to be continue tomorrow 9am sharp