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“Easy there rookie,” you whisper against the shell of his ear, eliciting an uptight moan from the overstimulated mess that is Leon beneath you.
“N-Not fair, ‘m so sensitive…” He whimpers, though his hips still buck up in search of your heat.
You’ve brought him to his second orgasm of the night just by grinding, boxers thoroughly soaked and sticky with loads upon loads of his spend; you haven’t even set your hands and mouth on his cock yet he’s gone twitchy and fucked-out, rivulets of drool leaking from the corners of his lips.
Jumpy hands rock against the cuffs linking him to the headboard, metal clinks joining the desperate moans and creaking of the bed in the dimly-lit bedroom; his head lolls from left to right, blue eyes hidden away with a black blindfold. The sight is nothing short of sinful: smeared lipstick stains his mouth, a leather collar around his pale neck, chest adorned with bite marks and reddish-purple splotches; his pebbled nipples are especially flushed from the merciless rubbing and bites, earning the most number of pleasure-driven cries aside from the delicious friction applied on his cock with each grind.
Unsatisfied with just two orgasms from your boyfriend, the humping starts back up again to wring out more cries from the strung-out mutt beneath you.
“Ngh–!”
You cackle, inching close to his face to lick the drool. “It’s good isn’t it, pretty boy?”
He can only pant in a crazed fashion, head lifting before it plops back down into the pillows. “Pleasepleaseplease mistress! M-Mercy on my p-poor cock, please–! Ah–!”
Deciding to show him a sliver of that mercy he begged for, you slow down the grinding and remove the blindfolds from his eyes, unveiling lashes dampened with tears of earth-shattering pleasure.
“C-cum, w-wanna cum for you baby,” he breathes as his hips snap up to meet your grinding pussy. “Puppy w-wants to cum for h-his m-mistress– mmh–!”
“Puppy wants to cum, huh?” You repeat. “I don’t think so baby, you’re cumming too fast and I want more cock.”
“Fuck–!”
Before he can stop himself, a third wave of hot cum soils his underwear. His orgasms are painful pleasure now, sizzles of electricity surging from his neck and racing down. His breaths are rapid and shallow, swiftly gathering the air that the orgasm knocked out.
“Damn right because that’s what I’m going to do to you next.”
You slide the sticky garment off of his legs, bringing it up to his face to kitten-lick at the spend before you toss it haphazardly. The head of his cock blushes a bright red, the tender tip especially reddened and glossy with oozing pre-cum; the shaft is just as glossy, veins lightly rippling the skin up until the base. You drizzle lube over it despite the sensitive little thing being properly soaked just to wring out another heady moan, the cold liquid contrasting with the heat radiating from his body.
“God– please– I want more,” he begs. “Want t-to cum in that p-perfect pussy mistress–!” In his desperation, he thrusts into the air and you watch with an animalistic gaze as you watch his cock bounce helplessly.
“What a desperate boy,” you tut before you line your entrance with him. “Always so needy for some pussy, aren’t you?”
No warning was said, you simply sank down a lot faster than Leon anticipated; his back arches, throat bared to the heavens as his swollen nipples were pushed up.
“Sensitive, so sensitive,” he mumbles in his pussy-drunk and orgasm-crazed haze.
Squelches and clear shlicks and plaps of skin reverberate throughout the bedroom as you bounce with reckless abandon. Your own moans meld with his, a disturbance that is sure to earn you both a noise complaint taped to the door of the apartment but that’s a problem saved for the morning.
His face creased, eyes shut tight, and you took a moment to stop and check up on him. Given the go signal to continue, you resumed taking his cock and chasing after that otherworldly high. As for Leon, the line between pain and pleasure felt too good to stop toying with as his body writhed and his broken voice cried out for your name.
“That’s it Leon,” you coo before engaging in a sloppy kiss. “Such a good puppy for me. Good boy.”
The praise encouraged him to go on, planting his feet as he aggressively jutted up as much as he could, like he’d die if he stopped at all. With a high-pitched cry of your name, hot cum splatters against your pulsing gummy walls.
“Can you give me one more, baby?” You ask. Your chest rises and falls rapidly in time with soft pants, recovering from your own orgasm.
“O-One more?” He asks in disbelief and you nod. It doesn’t take long for him to consider having another go, though he makes it known that this’ll be the last for tonight. “Okay, but one and done.”
“Got it,” you say before you slip off of him and fasten a strap on to yourself. Hearing the velcro of the strap, your boyfriend lifted his head up and watched on with a reignited lust burning in his groin. Blood filled in his cock again, stiffening it back to arousal and heightened receptivity. Right after you slicked up the silicone cock with lube, you drizzle some over Leon’s winking asshole and gently prod in with a finger to warm him up.
“Mmpfh–! Shit, f-feels so good–!”
Taking it as a sign, you gently pump your curled index finger in and out to accustom him to the feeling of being stuffed. The ministration received positive reception from him, Leon moving his hips to have your finger rub against his prostate.
“Needy baby,” you sneer. “Always needing a cock in his filthy pussy, no?”
“Don’t have a pussy,” he whimpers back in shame.
“You were just acting like a bitch in heat earlier,” you point out. He stays silent, gaze trained elsewhere so the vibrant pink in his cheeks speak for him instead. “Shamelessly needing my finger deeper inside.”
Soon enough, Leon is stuffed full of the silicone cock and is taking all the inches like an obedient puppy. Each thrust results in a delicious rub of his prostate, the sensitivity sending more and more rivulets of pearly pre-cum to drip from his flushed cockhead’s tip. You latch onto a pinkish nipple, sucking and kitten-licking on one while the other is twirled and toyed with in between agile fingers.
“Ah–! Ah–! S-shit–!”
Unlike the previous times he ejaculated, he came dry this time. He winced at the twitching of his overly receptive cock, the sensations far too much for him to handle this time.
“You were so good Leon,” you say as you place a kiss on his warm cheek and reach up to uncuff his hands from the headboard. “I’ll go get a warm rag and clean you up, okay? Just tell me if you need anything else.”
Leon could only give you a thumbs up, arm plopping back on the sheets as he recovered from several explosive orgasms. He’ll definitely have more of these in the future.