Cunnilingus: an act in four fucks

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I had a post all planned for today – all about collaborating to create super hot shared fantasies –  and then I was walking home yesterday and got hit over the head by the idea of someone going down on me. So y’all get a post about cunnilingus instead, because all I thought about all afternoon was oral sex. I also feel like I need to write more about cunnilingus because in general my filth skews towards being more blow-job heavy a lot of the time.

Content note for cunnilingus (obviously) and also breath play and light degradation. This post includes affiliate links. 

When he’s in charge

Her hands are tied to the headboard and she feels exposed and vulnerable, lying on the top of the sheets while he watches her. He draws the moment out and she squirms under his gaze. He hasn’t even touched her yet, but she’s already wet. But if he makes her wait, he more than makes up for it when he’s lying on the bed between her legs. His tongue finds her clit, almost unrelenting in its pressure. She writhes underneath him, unsure if she’s trying to escape from the feeling or push her hips up into his mouth. He knows how to overwhelm her in such a way that she doesn’t realise he’s holding a dildo until it presses against the entrance to her cunt.

He doesn’t take his mouth from her clit as he pushes the toy inside her, enjoying the whimpering sounds she makes as he fills her. He loves taking her to this place, where she’s almost incoherent and totally at his mercy. It’s his favourite way to force her to come, all but ripping the orgasm out of her. And of course, once she slips over the edge into an orgasm, there’s no guarantee that he’s going to stop straight away. If she feels overstimulated now, imagine what delicious sounds she’ll make when she’s come once or twice…

When they’re in charge

They love lying between her legs, watching her cunt twitch in anticipation and her chest rise and fall as she takes deep, even breaths,. They’ve pinned her arms to the duvet by her sides – an unsubtle reminder about who is in control here, as well as a reminder that they can and will draw this out until she begs them to touch her.

“Fuck you. Put your mouth on me!”

Which, when they’ve been teasing her all day, doesn’t take long. That doesn’t mean she’s allowed to get away with ordering her dom around. They turn their head slightly so they can bite her inner thigh. It’s not a light nip – it’s a serious, sucking bite that makes her moan – and they’re smirking when they look up at her.

“Like that?”

She shakes her head, but is smart enough to keep her mouth shut this time. They turn to the other side, administering another painful bite (which will hopefully bruise, so they can poke the bruises and make her whine adorably later) before burying their nose in her pubic hair. They inhale deeply, knowing that telling her how good she smells makes her blush with embarrassment and get even wetter. It’s delightful.

“Now, are you going to be a good girl for me and use your words?”

When she’s in charge

If he’s expecting her to lie back and let him slowly explore the folds of her cunt, he’s mistaken. The way she pushes his head down would suggest she didn’t care about his comfort if they hadn’t spent almost half an hour discussing how he likes it when someone takes control. As it is, he finds hand firmly holding him in place incredibly hot. She isn’t afraid to be vocal in expressing her pleasure nor in giving directions. He appreciates both – as well as her hand, which is curled in his hair. It centres him, and his world shrinks to the warm skin of her thighs and stomach and her delectably wet cunt.

She might be demanding, but he rises eagerly to fulfil each request and glows with pride every time her words trail off into soft moans. Her hips buck into his mouth, and he strains to look up at her without lifting his mouth from her clit. Her head is thrown back and her eyes are closed, and the hand that isn’t strongly encouraging him to choose giving her head over breathing is clutching at her sheets, almost desperately. He pulls his mouth away, just for a second, and her eyes snap open.

“Don’t you fucking dare stop.”

When ze’s in charge

“Get on your knees. Now.”

Zir voice has adopted the dominant tone that means now is not the time for her to be bratty. Ze’s leaning against the door – where they tied her up with their new over-the-door cuffs for a flogging last night – and she quickly drops to her knees in front of zim.

“I need to use you as a fuck toy so I can get off. Stick your tongue out, slut.”

She does her best to obey, but barely has time to inhale before ze has shoved zir cunt in her face. Zir cunt is wet, and the idea of being used like this makes her her clit throb with need. She tries to ignore the ache between her legs and concentrates on keeping her tongue rigid for zim to grind on. Ze turn on the red bullet vibe ze’s holding and press it against zir clit while fucking zirself on her tongue. It’s not long until zir cunt is clenching and ze is crying out as they come. Ze pushes her away from zim, grinning cruelly as ze look down at her face. She’s covered in zir juices.

“You’re such a messy bitch. Go clean yourself up.”

 

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7 Comments

  1. Your writing has been heating up … oh wait, that’s what your writing is doing to me.

    Thank you for that.


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