7. Ivy
CHAPTER SEVEN
IVY
Iwas anxious to get Declan upstairs, especially after the drinks started flowing.
He was sipping on water while I was on my third cup of strawberry Hennessy. At this point, I was tipsy and horny and watching this couple fucking in the corner was intensifying the feeling.
“Baby,” I moaned, straddling Declan’s lap.
“Princess.” His voice was deep and laced with arousal.
“Are you enjoying yourself?”
“It’s cool… different, that’s for damn sure.” He chuckled. “I see you’re feeling yourself.”
I giggled. “Just a little. What I’m trying to feel is this dick,” I said, grinding against him. “I’m horny.”
“I can see that.”
“Can we go upstairs before I fuck you in front of these people?”
He grinned, shaking his head. With his arms wrapped around me, he grabbed our goodie bag and stood with me in his arms. I was always impressed by how effortlessly he was able to pick me up.
Declan was tall and skinny while I was on the thicker side.
He’d been tossing me around like a damn rag doll all week long.
“Bye, Ivy!” Sequin sang, giving me a finger wave as Declan carried me upstairs. We located a vacant room and locked ourselves inside. He dropped the bag to the door and tossed me on the bed. I watched intently as he came out of his shoes, shirt, and jeans. The thick bulge in his boxers taunted me.
“I see you’re ready for me,” I purred, pushing down my dress.
“I’ll never not be ready for you, Princess.”
“Every time you call me that, it makes my pussy wet,” I admitted, reaching behind me to unhook my bra. Pulling the straps from my shoulders, I took it off and tossed it aside.
“Oh really?” he asked, grabbing himself. “What else makes that pussy wet?”
I let out a low moan as I massaged my breasts. “When you tell me I’m a good girl.”
“You know what I like about you being such a good girl?” he asked, taking steps toward me. He leaned in, his fingers lightly trailing my neck before grabbing my throat. “You’re bad just for me.”
He kissed me. Not a peck. He full on kissed my lips like he wanted to ravish me. My back met the bed as he climbed on top of me. The stiffness of his dick massaged my pussy, causing her to secrete her sweet juices.
“Do you know how hard it was to keep my hands off you, Princess?” he asked, slipping his hand into my thong. “How bad I wanted to fuck you in front of all those people?”
His fingers breached my wetness, causing my legs to voluntarily spread.
“I could smell you, baby.” He moaned against my lips as he stroked me. “The smell of you makes my mouth water and my dick hard. Like I just wanna bend you over and fuck you where you stand at any moment.”
His head dipped to kiss my nipples. They were so fucking sensitive that the moment his lips touched me, I cried out in pleasure. When he started licking and sucking on them, my body writhed beneath him.
“Declan…” I moaned breathlessly as he overloaded my hotspot and my G-spot. “Baby!”
I was quickly on the brink of cumming when he pulled both his hand and mouth away.
“Not yet, Princess.”
Gripping the elastic of my thong, he slid it off as I lifted my hips to assist him. I was left in nothing but my heels. Declan pushed my knees to my chest, staring down at me.
“Look at you,” he said, licking his lips. “Dripping wet. Let me clean you up.”
I shuddered as he ran his tongue from my ass to my clit, gathering my juices before spitting them back on my throbbing pearl.
When he sucked her into his mouth, my toes curled.
He made love to her with his lips and tongue, adding just the right amount of suction to have my legs shaking.
Easing two then three fingers inside me, he slowly stroked my pussy.
“Fuck, baby!” I cried, gasping for air.
He French kissed my lower lips, his fingers making a come-hither motion.
My back arched from the bed and the muscles in my stomach tightened.
Tears stung my eyes as my breath caught in my throat.
For a brief moment, I think I went blind, deaf, and dumb.
It wasn’t until my body began to tremble did I regain my senses and my ability to speak.
“I’m gonna cum… Fuck, I’m gonna cum!”
He looked up at me and the minute we locked eyes, I was done. My pussy creamed something serious in his mouth. I gripped the comforter so hard, it bunched up at my side. Declan emerged from between my thighs, face dripping in my juices. He licked them from his mouth before wiping his face clean.
“My turn.” Panting, I rolled o! the bed. “Take that shit o!,” I said, pointing at his boxers.
He smirked as he pushed them down over his hips. His big, pretty dick sprang forward.
“On your back.”
He climbed on the bed and laid flat, pulling his hands behind his head.
“You said you trust me, right?” I asked.
“I trust you.”
“May I have your permission to restrain you?”
He thought for a moment before nodding slowly.
Stooping down, I unwrapped the foot restraints from the bottom of the bed and locked them around each of his ankles before doing the same with his wrists.
Going over to our goodie bag, I pulled out the scarf I’d covered his eyes with earlier along with the riding crop and vibrating Kegels we purchased.
“I told you I’d be your eyes tonight,” I reminded, leaning in to kiss his lips before covering his eyes with the scarf.
For a moment, I stood back and watched him.
His breathing slowed. His dick leaked precum that I wanted to lick so bad, but I waited.
I could tell he was anticipating what was to come.
“Princess?” he called, his voice deep enough to make my pussy quiver.
“I’m right here…” I trailed the riding crop up his legs to his inner thigh, giving it a good smack. He inhaled sharply as his dick jumped. “You like that, baby?” I asked, lightly dragging my nails up his abdomen to his nipples, giving each a subtle rub.
“Yes…” he said with a low moan.
Wrapping my fingers around his throat, I gave a gentle squeeze.
“Show me you have manners,” I whispered, leaning in. “Yes, what?”
He smirked. “Yes, ma’am.”
“That’s a good boy. Now… Tell Mama where you want to put your dick first.”
“That nasty ass mouth,” he answered without hesitation.
“Good choice.”
Tossing the riding crop aside, I climbed on the bed, straddling his chest reverse cowgirl.
Lubing the Kegels with my natural juices, I inserted them into my ass with a moan.
My pussy instantly got wetter from the vibrations.
He inhaled my scent, licking his lips. My pussy was right in his face but he wouldn’t be allowed to indulge, as I knew he wanted.
“Don’t touch me,” I said.
“That’s not fair, Princess. You can’t put your pussy this close to my mouth and expect me not to eat…”
I gave him a gentle slap to the side of his face. “Are you talking back to me?”
His teeth sank into his bottom lip. “No, ma’am.”
“You can eat my pussy when I say you can eat my pussy.
Understood?”
“I understand.”
Turning my attention back to the dick at hand, I stroked him until the precum was trickling down his shaft. Opening my mouth, I licked the milky white stream up before swallowing his dick whole.
“Fuck…” he groaned, jerking as the tip of his dick met the back of my throat.
I sucked him in slow, allowing all the spit in my mouth to thoroughly coat him. His toes curled as my head bobbed up and down. Moans spilled from his lips as I gripped his length, jacking him as I pleased him.
“Shit, baby… suck this muthafucka.”
I loved the feeling of him in my mouth. I’d been dying to suck his dick for months and now every chance I got, I was swallowing his kids. The sensation of him filling my mouth made my pussy super fucking wet. I grinded her against him as I continued to deep throat him.
“Mmm, I feel your pussy leaking, Princess,” Declan moaned. “You’re letting my favorite juices go to waste.”
He lifted his head, swiping between my lower lips with his tongue.
As much as I wanted to punish him for being defiant, it felt too damn good.
So good that I thrusted my ass back to sit on his face.
He immediately shoved his tongue into my pussy, licking, sucking, and lapping all the juices she produced for him.
“That’s a good boy,” I moaned, bouncing on his tongue as I continued to jack his dick before taking him back into my mouth. When his teeth sank into my cheeks, I moaned louder. He didn’t know it, but love bites turned me on. They drove me crazy. I started sucking his dick for all it was worth.
Gagged on it.
Spit on it.
Took that beautiful piece so far down my throat, it restricted my airways.
The vibrations of the Kegels combined with the way he moaned into my pussy, which was still stuffed into his mouth, caused my girl to contract.
She quivered and trembled. His dick throbbed in my mouth until the sweetness of his cum was free falling down my throat.
Popping his dick out of my mouth, I cried out as my own orgasm fell forward.
“Fuck!”
I grabbed the back of his head, forcing him to catch all of my juices as I rode out my wave. When my body returned to normal functioning, I rolled o! his face to see his mouth glistening with my essence. He panted heavily as he licked his lips.
“If I’m gonna die from suffocation, that’s the way to go,” he said chuckling.
I giggled as I moved to straddle his hips.
“Nah, baby,” I moaned, easing down onto his dick. “If anything is gonna take you out, it’s gonna be this pussy.”
As he filled me, my walls expanded, pressing up against the Kegels.
“Ooh shit,” I moaned, tossing my head back.
“What the fuck… What the fuck is that?”
“Pleasure, baby.”
I didn’t appease him with a slow ride. Instead, balancing myself on my feet, I rode him hard and steady, contracting my muscles with every thrust. He gripped the ropes of the restraints, the veins of his muscles becoming prominent.
“Dammit, Ivy!” he groaned, biting his lips. “Grip this shit, baby.”
I gave him another gentle slap to the face. “Tell me how good this pussy feels, Dec.”
“Ain’t no better pussy, baby.”
I giggled internally because he didn’t have any other pussy to compare it to, but he knew this pussy was just for him. She craved him. Curved to him. His dick was her most perfect fit and she loved him as much as I did, if not more.
Pulling the scarf down, I gripped it as not to choke him, but to hold his head up.
“Look at how she’s taking this dick.” I slowed down so he could see just how bad she was creaming for him.
“Fucking perfection. You better ride this shit, Princess.”
There it was again, the feeling I got every time he called me princess while he was in me. Gripping the scarf, I rode him like a prize-winning horse. Like the scarf was the reigns and his dick was the saddle. My titties bounced heavily as my ass slapped against his thighs.
“God, you feel so good, Declan!” I whimpered. “Fill me up, daddy.”
The room filled with the sounds of our skin slapping against each other and his dick filling my pussy to capacity. The vibrations of the Kegels became even more intense with every thrust. The muscles of my stomach tightened as my pussy released her creamy essence all over his dick.
“Fuck, I’m cumming!” I cried, bucking against him, feeling his seed shoot off deep inside of me.
“Shit!” he yelled. “Fuck, that was so damn good, baby.”
I leaned forward, with him still throbbing within my walls, and hungrily kissed his lips. Remnants of my pussy lingered on his tongue. I slowly eased o" of him with a moan.
“Did you enjoy that?” I asked, unhooking him from the restraints.
“Hell yeah I enjoyed that.” He sat up and slapped my ass before he stood. “You gonna let me return the sentiment?”
I turned and looked at him. “You want to restrain me?”
He nodded, biting his lip as his fingers trailed my neck. He grabbed it with enough force to have me moaning and a smile spreading across my face.
“You got a problem with that?” he asked, peering down at me.
“No…”
He squeezed my neck harder. “What did you tell me? Show me you have manners. No, what?”
“No, sir.”
He pecked my lips. “Get on the bed… on your fucking knees.”