Trapped Between Two Alphas novel Chapter 245

I paused again and let everything I was telling him sink in. My eyes traveled to his cock and I noticed a string of pre-cum from the slit in the head of his penis down to the pool that had formed on his stomach.

"You're making quite a mess down there."

He looked down at his penis. "Yes, Ma'am." He wore a look of embarrassment on his face. He seemed disappointed at himself. That was the reaction I wanted.

I sat on the bed beside him and ran two fingers through the pool of pre-cum, collecting most of it. I examined the clear shiny liquid on the tips of my fingers.

"Look at me." His eyes met mine.

I made a loud, pronounced slurping sound as I licked his pre-cum off my fingers. I always loved the way his cum tasted and I had swallowed countless loads of it.

His mouth dropped open as he watched me. I looked into his eyes as a wicked thought entered my mind.

"It's rude of me not to share, isn't it?"

His eyes got wide.

I reached down, grasped his cock, gave it a slow, hard pull, and watched as more of his pre-cum dribbled onto his stomach. I ran my fingers through the pool again, collecting more of his seminal fluid, and then held them up to his mouth. He knew what I wanted, yet there were a few seconds of hesitation, and I looked sternly into his eyes.

"What you do in the next few seconds will determine how the rest of this evening will go."

He took a deep breath and hungrily sucked my fingers into his mouth, cleaning his pre-cum from them. I smiled. It was what I wanted. To sexually humiliate him, to make him submit to my nasty orders.

"Good boy. I think you deserve a reward for your obedience, wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes, Ma'am," he quickly responded after swallowing the last of his pre-cum.

I took one of my large 36DD breasts in my hand and leaned forward, guiding my erect nipple into his mouth, and he immediately began sucking it hard.

"Easy ... take your time ... you have all night."

He eased up and began rolling my nipple around in his mouth, which caused me to let out a little moan. After a few moments, I leaned back and my nipple popped out of his mouth.

'Good boy ... now the other."

He immediately took my other nipple into his mouth and gave it the same luxurious treatment. He had always loved my big breasts, which were still very firm despite their size. This was so much better than any of our normal nights when foreplay consisted of a nipple twist or tongue flick. He was worshiping them now, just the way I wanted. After about a minute, I withdrew the erect nipple from his mouth and stood up.

"Do you think you've earned the right to taste my pussy?"

"Oh, yes, please, Ma'am, please," he whimpered.

"I think you can beg better than that."

"Please, Ma'am, please let me taste your hot, wet pussy."

In all honesty, I wanted to feel his mouth on me probably more than he wanted to do it. My thong was completely soaked through and my juices were beginning to run down the inside of my thighs. I was certain I'd never been this wet before in my entire life.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am, I'm sorry ..." he said between muffled gasps of breath.

I scooted forward just enough that his mouth was running over my asshole, and after my vaginal secretions and his saliva had me sufficiently lubed, I worked his tongue in and out of my asshole as well. Nigga needs to taste my shit, I smiled. Such a disgrace. What a pity. He felt disgusted but I didn't care, I enjoyed humiliating him.

His tongue had firmly drilled deep into my bottom when I reached between my legs and rubbed my clit, which caused me to release for the second time.

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I wasn't sure how long it had been. Two hours? Maybe even three that I had been pleasuring myself on my husband's face. I came so many times I had long ago lost count. What I did know was that I was close to exhaustion.

After my last orgasm, I wobbled over to the chair next to our bed and got off my now-unsteady feet. My pussy hair was a tangled, matted mess, and the secretions from my vagina had run down the inside of my thighs and had nearly reached my knees. My pussy and ass felt like they would take a month to recover and my entire body was sore due to the almost non-stop orgasms.

I looked over at Kol, who was still restrained to the bed. His face was beet red and he was trying to catch his breath. His face and hair were totally soaked and he looked like a mess. He was also moving his jaw back and forth in an attempt to loosen it. He'd gone down on me quite a bit in the past, but we'd never had a marathon session like this.

He looked so beat, so broken, so totally vulnerable and used. At that moment, he looked perfect to me. My eyes traveled down to his penis. He was still hard and there was an almost bluish tint to his cock and balls.

I thought that a true Domme might leave him tied up and not give him relief. However, I wasn't quite at that level yet and I couldn't be that cruel. He had done very well for our first session and I needed to reward him. But first, I had to get back into character.

I stood up from the chair. "Look at me."

His eyes tiredly met mine. "Yes, Ma'am," he responded.

"Do you think you've earned the privilege of having your cock inside me?"