Forbidden Cravings
Chapter 59: Riding My Dick (R-18)

Chapter 59: Riding My Dick (R-18)

The air in Sara’s massive hall hung heavy, thick with heat and tension, the dim pink and yellow lights glowing soft from the chandelier above. I lay flat on my back on her huge bed, the pink sheets bunched up under me.

Sara straddled me high, her knees sinking deep into the mattress on either side of my face, her maroon one-piece hiked up messy around her hips, her bare thighs locking me in tight. The red belt she’d wrapped around my neck—soft, thin leather—pressed snug against my skin, her hand gripping it like a leash, tugging it light every time she moved.

"Ahh... yeahh... ahhh..." she moaned, her voice low and shaky, her head tilting back as she grabbed my hair with her free hand, her fingers tangling rough in it, pulling hard.

"Yeahh... like this... only... inside... ahh..." she gasped, her eyes fluttering shut, pleasure washing over her face, her dark hair spilling wild around her shoulders.

Her other hand pulled the belt, the leather sliding against my throat, not choking me but keeping me right where she wanted—my face trapped between her thighs, my breath hot and fast against her.

I couldn’t move much, her weight pinning me down. My chest heaving as I licked her labia—slow at first, then faster, my tongue licking her skin, her heat and wetness growing with every pass.

It was suffocating, the air thinning as she pushed down harder, but the rush hit me too, a jolt of pleasure snaking through me, making me hard down below, my jeans tight against my groin.

"Keep going..." she muttered, her voice barely a whisper between moans, her hips rocking slow on my face, guiding me where she wanted.

"Ahh... yeahh... more... ahhh... ahh..." she moaned louder, crazier now, her grip on my hair tightening. I pushed my tongue deeper, rolling it around, tasting her, feeling her walls twitch around me, her body reacting wild to every move.

"Ahhhuhh, fuck!" she cried, her head snapping up, her back arching sharp as her voice broke, the sound bouncing off the high ceilings, her eyes rolling back in a flash of ecstasy.

I slid my hands up, fumbling a bit, then gripped her boobs over the maroon dress—soft, full, the fabric stretching tight as I squeezed two big marshmellows, my fingers digging in just enough.

"Ahh..Ezra..." She shivered under my touch, her moans spiking higher as I kept going below, my face buried, my breath ragged against her. "So good... oh god... ahhhhuhhh..." she gasped, her voice shaking, her whole body trembling as the wave built fast, crashing over her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh...fuck!" she let out a final, loud moan, her hips jerking hard, her knees locking me in as she hit her peak, her juices spilling warm and wet juices across my face, the liquid slick on my lips and chin.

She pulled the belt up sharp in her ecstasy, the leather tugging my neck, lifting my head a little as she rode it out, her eyes rolling back, her mouth open in a sloppy grin.

"Ahhhhh... yeahhh... baby... ahhhh....." she moaned, gliding her hips slow now, dragging out the afterglow, her thighs sliding against my cheeks, leaving my face soaked, her breath slowing as she came.

"Ahh..huff*" Sara rolled off me, huffing hard, her breath fast and ragged as she flopped onto her side on the big bed. "Time for round two, baby," she said, her voice low and teasing, a smirk tugging at her lips even as she panted.

I lay there, finally able to breathe right, my chest heaving as I sucked in air. "Huff... huff... sighhhh..." I exhaled long and shaky, my head sinking into the pillow, the red belt still loose around my neck, my face wet and hot from her.

"Ahhh, that was good," she said, her voice brightening as she caught her breath, sitting up beside me. She grabbed the hem of her maroon one-piece—wrinkled and damp—and yanked it up over her head in one quick pull, tossing it aside.

Her naked boobs jiggled free, bouncing a little as she shifted, her skin glistening under the lights. She swung a leg over me, straddling my hips this time, her knees pressing into the bed, her dark eyes glinting down at me, wild and hungry.

She leaned in close, her hands fumbling at my belt—metal clinking as she unbuckled it fast—then zipped my jeans down in a rush, tugging them off my legs with a rough pull. My underwear went next, pulled down quick, and my hardened dick sprang free, standing stiff in front of her.

"My... my... someone’s hard here," she said, smirking wide, her fingers wrapping gentle around my dick, stroking slow and teasing. Her touch was light but firm, her nails brushing my skin, sending a jolt through me.

"Ahm..." I gasped, my voice catching, the sensation overwhelming.

"Time to enjoy this," she said, her voice dropping sultry, her smirk growing as she lifted her hips high.

She positioned herself right above my dick, her naked smooth thighs on side, her dark hair falling forward as she looked down, lining me up.

Then she sank down slow, taking my whole dick inside her wet hole, her warmth swallowing my hardened cock bit by bit.

"Ahhhh..." she moaned loud, her hands clutching my t-shirt, her fingers digging into my chest through the fabric as she settled, her knees sinking deeper into the bed. Her boobs bounced with the move, her breath hitching as she adjusted, her walls tight around my cock.

"Fuck... you feel good," she muttered, her voice shaky, starting to rock her hips slow on my dick, her hands pressing harder on my chest, crumpling my shirt.

"Ahhh..I was waiting for this all day, puppy ahh.." she teased, her smirk flickering as she moved, her thighs brushing my sides.

I groaned low, my hands sliding up to her hips—smooth, warm—gripping light as she rode my dick, the sensation hitting hard, my dick throbbing inside her.

"Sara..." I muttered, my voice rough, my breath fast, caught between the rush and the weight of it all, Aeri’s face flashing quick in my mind before I shoved it away.