Mr. President 1(93)

I gasp as, with a sudden movement, he places his hands on my hips and tugs on my thong harshly. He pulls his head back, sliding the fabric down my legs at the same time; before I even have the time to prepare for it, he’s on me again, mouth wide open.

“Oh, God…” I moan, his tongue working me with such perfection I don’t even feel the urge to move. I just want to stand still and bask in pleasure. He has other plans, though—with his hands on my hips he makes me sway my body, pushing my pussy against his mouth as I bend even more over the edge of the couch. His hands then run over to my buttocks and he grabs me firmly, smacking his hands against my flesh; he massages my ass for a while and then, no warning whatsoever, slaps me hard across the cheeks with the back of his hand. I grit my teeth, the pain of it mixing with the pleasure he’s inflicting upon me with his mouth.

I try to open my eyes but I can’t even do that; every single fiber in my body is filled with pleasure, and there’s little that my brain can do right now except try and process all of it. Suddenly, all hell breaks loose. Still sucking on me, he angles his head slightly so that he can fit two fingers over my pussy. He slides them in quickly, a loud moan leaving my lips as I feel his fingertips pressed against my G-spot. I come immediately, my muscles becoming as rigid as concrete before they start to shake and tremble, releasing all the tension inside of them.

Supporting myself with my hands on the couch, I motion to turn, but he grabs me by the hips and keeps me in place. “I’m not done,” he simply says, pulling back from my pussy. The moment the last word leaves his lips he dives in again, sucking on my labia as he laps at me with his tongue, an electric storm raging through me. He slides his fingers back inside of me, but this time he starts flicking his wrist as well.

I’m no longer standing still; I start to thrust back at him, pressing my pussy against his mouth, my ass cheeks against his face. He licks me even more furiously, devouring my pussy relentlessly as I fill the whole apartment with my quivering moans.

A shiver goes up my spine as he places both his hands on my ass, grabbing my cheeks once again. He moves his fingers further in, spreading my cheeks apart and sliding his thumb over my ass crack. When he goes over my anus he stops, applying a gentle pressure there as fireworks start to go off behind my eyelids. I’m on the verge of coming again, only a few moments after I’ve just exploded.

He slides his tongue over the whole length of my pussy, electricity pooling in my muscles as he goes. Moving back and forth in a rhythmic motion, he suddenly keeps going, his tongue sliding from my drenched lips to between my ass cheeks. I tremble as I feel him go, and I clench my ass as an instinctive reaction. He doesn’t care for my embarrassment; he simply grabs my ass harder, forcing me to spread my cheeks as he moves his tongue up my crack. There’s not much that I can do but yield. I relax my body, my chin quivering in delight as his tongue goes over my anus. He presses it there, and then starts circling that sensitive spot with entrancing movements.

As he licks my ass he moves one hand to between my thighs, placing two fingers over my clitoris. He starts to rub me there at once, all the electricity in my body turning into a raging storm. With his fingers on my clit and his tongue on my ass, I come undone; I grit my teeth and shout through them, thrusting back against his face as my whole body starts to tremble. I’m grabbing the edge of the couch so fiercely my knuckles have turned white.

Slowly, he pulls back from me. I don’t even move; I just remain bent over the couch, hanging limply by the waist. I’m breathing hard, my eyes still closed as I try to reel from all the ecstasy still burning in my body.
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Arsen goes up to his feet and, leaning into me, whispers against my ear. “That was just a taste of what’s to come,” he tells me, his hands still resting on my buttocks. He moves them to the side and hooks his fingers on my hips, making me jut my ass back at him. I press my cheeks against his crotch, feeling his bulging shape between my cheeks. Swaying my body from side to side, I start grinding against him, the urge to feel him inside of me growing and growing. God, I want him so damn much!

Suddenly, I stand up straight and turn on my heels, facing him with a grin on my lips. Before he even has the time to stop me, I reach for his crotch and grab his thick cock. Right now, it’s my turn to take the lead.

One hand wrapped tight around his cock, I place the other one against his chest and push him back, my eyes never leaving his. He’s grinning now, allowing me to lead him and anxious to see what’s on my mind.