Choose Your Desired Taste: Escapades [smut]
From a male perspective:
She's laid out, drained from the day. Her phone once again captures her attention, but I cough to draw her focus. "What's that?" She chuckles, putting away the phone.
I get on all fours, walking on my hands while my ass swings in the air. The soft rug brushes my palms as I take small steps forward.
She sits on the bed, waiting for me to mount her. "You're quite playful today." She smirks, lust and exhaustion in her eyes.
"I think someone deserves some naughtiness." I pull her arms around me, and she falls back onto the bed, bringing me with her. Her lips meet mine as I nibble on them.
The taste of vanilla ice cream remains on her lips, tempting me even more. Her hands grip my ass, spreading me apart. "I may have improved your mood."
"I won't deny your accusation." She responds with a playful kiss on my lips. She tongues my mouth, battling with mine while I whimper in her hands.
The sting of the spank strengthens my desire to please her more, but I pull away. "What?" She asks.
"I'm here to serve you, you know." I add a bratty yet endearing tone. "You already are. Come here." My antics amuse her, and she kisses me again, but I move my lips to her fingers.
"Baby, wait." I declare, "I know you're ready to tear my clothes off and take me. But I've got something for you."
"Something for me? What is it?" She wraps her arms around my waist, sharing my amusement. "Flavors?"
"Flavors? Yes, flavors. Slutty, cute, or shy?"
"These flavors are quite delectable." She compliments me with a kiss to my cheek, "it's hard to choose when you can be all of them."
"I know, right? But today I'll be generous. I'll give you a more slutty, cuter, and shyer service." I brush my lips against hers, teasing her for dominance.
From a female perspective:
This boy is adorable, sitting on my thighs with a mischievous look on his face. He may be innocent, but his words are far from it.
"Even though I adore how cute you are, I can't resist how slutty you are. I think I'd love a slutty version of you today." He leans close to my ear, whispering, "anything?"
"Anything." I kiss his neck. "Then make me your slut, darling. Do whatever you want with my body. I'll do anything to please you."
I push him back onto the bed, straddling his erection as he giggles in amusement and desire. "You look starved." I say teasingly, and my superiority shows on his face.
I remove his shorts and underwear with my teeth, keeping my eyes focused on him the entire time. "You're scrumptious down here." I kiss and lick him, and he groans like a slut.
His breaths become ragged, and he grabs the bedsheet with a death grip. I continue to eat his sweet hole. "More, more!" He moans out, his voice increasingly high-pitched.
"Mommy, more!" He shoves my head down further on his ass as I remove his hands.
I love his slutty moans. He sounds like a porn star, being fucked so hard. To delight his sluttiness, I push my fingers into his tightness.
His body shudders as I eat him. He thrashes his head back, biting his lips to keep from screaming. I occasionally squeeze his nipples, but otherwise, I let his hands roam.
I flip him over, parting his ass cheeks. I'm not in the mood to peg him today, but I can't leave his hole alone. It's so beautiful, I want to fill him with something.
"How about I give you something slutty to play with?" He looks bewildered but soon shows intrigue.
I show him the largest butt-plug, right in front of his eyes. "Are you going to put it in me?"
"I guess." I run my hand along his shoulder, leaning down over his head. "Breath in," I instruct, forcing the plug into his ass.
His squeals are instant. "Do you want me to remove it?" I whisper into his ears, putting half the plug inside him. I add more inches slowly, tormenting his head and body. But he manages to take it well.
"No way!" He struggles to speak, but doesn't hesitate to reject the suggestion. "I crave it all within me. I want it even deeper within me." He pleads with desperation in his voice.
"You're such a good boy." I inch closer, reaching his sweet spot. "Ah, it's your special spot." I tap it repeatedly, eliciting moans from him.
--- Male's Perspective ---
"I'm going to use every inch of your body." She buzzes, flipping me back over. The covetousness in her gaze looks menacing.
With no delay, she slides me inside her. She pinches all my sensitive spots with each stroke, amplifying the pleasure. I feel her tight, velvety grip around me. I feel her heat surrounding me.
"Is it too much?" She requests gently, moving atop me. "No, not yet." I persist. She grins. "I could have guessed your reply."
The last remark had a profound effect on me as she ramped up her grinding on me. Busily fucking me like a plaything.
I know every sensitive spot inside her. How damp she is and how delightful it feels for me. The butt plug hits my spot with every motion she makes.
My cries of pleasure grow louder with each thrust I make into her. She squeezes my throat and slaps my face, heightening the pain coupled with pleasure.
I match her teeth with mine on her nipples; biting, nibbling, and then aggressively chewing them. She sucks them harshly. I can't wait until they transform into breasts.
I yearn for more and more, moaning more and more. "What?" She barks. "I need more. Fuck me harder!" Her jaw tenses as she speeds up her hips. I feel myself nearing my climax. But she abruptly pulls my dick out from beneath her.
"What?" I implore. "What?" She slaps my face. "So rude of you to ask me anything." That's how I like her. "Apologies." Another slap stings my cheek. "Did I give you permission to speak?"
I keep quiet, witnessing her transform. I'm crazy about her. "Only speak when I let you." She tightens her grasp on my jaw. "Am I understandable?"
I remain silent. "Oh, I almost forgot. Speak."
"I understand, ma'am." I tremble beneath her. "You're a terrific boy."
"Now, what do you desire?" She toys with my lips, teasing me without actually kissing me. "I --- I want --- to please you."
"Who am I?" She inquires. "Your --- your whore."
"Yes. That's correct. You're my whore." She cries out, pushing me back inside her wet cunt. I thrust as she orders me to, pounding her harder with each command.
I want to satisfy her and obey all her wishes. I feel myself almost at the brink of orgasm with each thrust I deliver. I hear her moans resonate in my ear.
"Please!"
"Please what?" She demands. "I --- I want to cum." I plead, maintaining my submissive role. "Please, let me...cum."
She inhibits me, preventing me from ejaculating within her. I have to wait for her, which would be quite challenging for me.
"Please ... I...I can't. I can't any longer. Please!" I beg frantically, using all my strength to plead.
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