19. Pharaoh #2
“No.” She panted. Her body looked so damn good hanging from the ceiling.
Her full breast with the clamps and chains hanging from her perky ass nipples.
Her tattooed scar running from under her arm all the way down to her hip.
Her hips, got damn them fucking hips. So full and wide.
Leading to thick ass thighs and toned calves.
I unbuckled her shorts and pulled them down her legs and past her heels.
Turning her around I admired her round fat ass.
Smacking it, it rippled like a wave. I couldn’t help but palm it and make it shake.
She was high enough where her ass and pussy were eye level to me now. Right where I wanted her.
“I comply?”
“No.”
“No what?” I bit her ass cheek and reached around to pull the nipple chain.
“No sir!”
“I submit?” I turned her back around and ran my index finger from the middle of her breast down to her swollen clit.
“No, sir.” Her breathing was so labored I thought she would pass out.
“Breathe baby.” I whispered to her.
Bringing my mouth to her lower lips I kissed softly.
“Oh my gosh. Shit. I can’t.”
“Breathe baby.”
“That feels so good. Oh my God.”
“Tell me angel. What must they say in the Venin Room.”
“Shit, shit, shit!” She hissed out. My tongue was invading her folds and lapping at her sweet nectar.
“No, I don’t think that’s it either love. Tell me and I will let you cum.”
“Sir please.”
“Tell me baby.” Wrapping her legs around my neck I dove in licking and slurping her pussy in my mouth.
My dick was so stiff it hurt. I inserted two fingers inside of her and found the marshmallow soft spot.
Rubbing back and further her body quaked.
Her legs tightened around me and pulled me in further.
“Say it?” I spoke in between licks and sucks.
“Baby please.”
“Say it.” Speeding up my pace she grinded on my tongue.
“Right there. Oh my God. Right there.”
“Say it!” I used my other hand to pull on her nipple chains. Tugs, licks, rubs. my hands were all over her.
“Oh, shit I’m coming. Yes! Yes! Yes! Shit! I obey. I obeyyyy!” She screamed as her body convulsed and rocked us both. I spread my legs further to keep us in place as I caught every bit of her release.
“Good fuckin’ girl.” My lips still on her delicious pussy.
“Wait baby, shit. Stop, stop, stop. Oh my. Shit. Mercy. Mercy.” I smirked. Kissing her lower lips one more time before letting her legs down off my shoulders and pressing the button on the remote to lower her back down.
Her legs buckled once her feet hit the ground and I caught her to keep her in place. She was still breathing heavy and her lips looked dry. Reaching over I grabbed her glass of wine.
“Open your mouth wide.” She did as I asked. I took a large drink of the wine and let it stream from my mouth into hers. She swallowed it down savoring it like it was water after being stuck in the desert. “Good girl.” I kissed her lips and removed her blindfold.
When our eyes met, she scanned my face looking at me like we had never seen each other before. Processing my features to memory.
“Hi angel.” I spoke rubbing my thumb on her cheek.
“Hi Pharaoh.” She smiled and leaned up for a kiss.
“You wild as fuck girl.” We both chuckled. Me still holding her in my arms.
“Can you take these off now? I have to pee.” I kissed her lips one last time before removing her restraints.
We picked up our clothes, and she led me to a service elevator.
I took one last look at her playroom knowing damn well we would be back here to try out everything.
I couldn’t wait to spank her ass into submission.
She stood close next to my side and I held her as the elevator doors closed and lifted us up to her place.
Her place was dark but the night sky coming through the windows gave it enough light to see where you were going.
It was hailing bad and the thunder and lightning could be heard throughout her whole spot.
She held my hand and led me to her bedroom.
I sat on her plush comforter waiting for her to return from the bathroom.
“You not scared of the thunder or lightening?” I asked as she eased me down on her bed.
“Nope, I’ve battled worse monsters.” She spoke with a shrug. She pulled my briefs off and I pulled her on to my lap, straddling my waist.
“The war is over love. I’m here now.” She kissed my lips and eased down on my shaft. No barrier just her tight wet pussy drowning out the sound of the rain.
I let her ride, stroke after stroke. Her full ass breast and big nipples grazing my awaiting tongue every time she stroked up my dick. I let her be in control. She needed it and I for damn sure wanted it. Her peak first then we switched positions, fuckin until we both had enough and tapped out.
Damn this girl was everything!
Waking up I had to look around and remember where I was.
Last night was wild as fuck and my body was reminding me of everything we did.
It took a lot of convincing, but I believed B when she said she didn’t sleep with them she just turned them niggas out.
Her ass was skilled as fuck with making a nigga nut fast.
Stretching I sat up looking for her. It started to feel like Deja vu with her side of the bed empty.
I would have panicked if I wasn’t in her shit.
She couldn’t have went far, this was her crib.
Her spot was dope too. The city skyline from the penthouse was dope during the day too.
The rain and lightning last night set the perfect scene for me to make love to her body.
“Good morning sleepy head.” Blythe stood at the bedroom door with my t-shirt on. The shit was sexy as fuck.
“Morning angel. Come here.” I motioned for her to come to me.
“No way sir. Go brush your teeth first.”
“Man, my shit ain’t even that bad, come smell.”
“Hell no. Seriously go brush. I have breakfast for you when you are done.” Smiling I took one last look at her before getting up and heading to the bathroom.
It’s been a very long time since I felt happy in a space with a female.
Blythe had me gone off her. She was the total package.
I could tell there was still some shit she was holding back but she was starting to understand that I wasn’t like other people.
She could trust me. I wouldn’t judge or hurt her. Honestly, I wanted to be her protector.
Brushing my teeth and washing with her fire as skin care stuff.
Some shit called smooth as coco, it smelled good as fuck and had my skin and beard soft and glistening.
I went in search for her. Her place was hella dope in the daytime.
Had me wanting to switch to a penthouse instead of my two-story house.
But I loved all my space. I know I could fill it with a bunch of kids one day.
“Hey.”
“Hey.” I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her temple. She smelled so damn good. Like sweet coconut and citrus.
“Your place is hella dope love. You can see the city from damn near every room.” I spoke making our bodies sway.
“Thank you, the mortgage is a fortune every month but it’s my peace away from the chaos below.
I understood what she meant. With my pops suffering with sarcoidosis, my momma tryna keep shit all together, and now this new shit with my best friend and little sister. I could definitely hide out up here and forget about the world.
“Here, sit down and eat.” She pushed a plate to the bar stool.
I kissed her temple and made my way to my plate.
She opted to sit on the counter with her legs crossed like a kid.
I forked a few bites of pancakes in my mouth and damn near moaned like a bitch.
The shit was fire as fuck. Crispy edges and soft centers.
Damn I think I may have really found my wife.
“Good?” She asked, watching me intently.
“Hell yea. Shits fire.” She blushed then went back to eating.
“Halloween masquerade party at the Wednesday lounge in two weeks on Halloween night. Come with me. You can bring out your Mistress Venin.” She smiled and we chuckled lightly together.
“Okay.” Was her only reply.
“Coo.” I nodded and returned to my food.
We ate in a comfortable silence. The rain started up again, so we watched it beat against her window. I was falling for her hard, and I felt too comfortable in her space.
When we were done eating, I helped her clean up and we made our way back to her bed. She lit candles to get the food smell out and we laid in her bed and listened to the rain fall.
“I’m ready to talk now.” Pulling her closer, I didn’t respond. I let her get whatever was on her mind out.
“My momma was married to a man named Calvin Williams. White guy but was very down to earth and loved my momma. Well so I thought. My brother Brayden hated him. He moved out and started living with my aunt Ruby almost as soon as my momma got married. Countless times they talked, and she asked him why he didn’t like him.
But my brother would never say. Just always said it was something about him.
I thought he was cool. He would buy be snacks and play video games with me.
I was a chubby kid, so I was in heaven. Anyway, 8th grade, I had just turned thirteen, things started to change.
Calvin started drinking more and I would hear them arguing.
About how much his family hated my mom, brother and me.
And how they probably shouldn’t have gotten married because the family cut him off and he was broke now.
My momma would reassure him they would be fine, but it was always the same shit.
I tuned it out because they would be fine in the morning.
Plus, my friends said the shows they watch on MTV always showed people arguing and making up.
No biggie right. Even my friends said their parents argued.