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Lilith
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LILITH
She was one of those women that men seem to gravitate
towards--not overwhelmingly beautiful, but extremly pleasant
looking and with an unmistakable aura of animal sexuality.
She carried herself as if she was the most important person
in the world--a regal bearing. Her clothing was of the softest
silk, styled provocatively but not overly risque--and she wore
it very well. She knew what she wanted and just how to get
it.
Tonight she was alone. She sat on a stool in quiet area of
the crowded bar and observed the crowd, looking for
someone who would capture her interest. Absentmindedly,
she rubbed her finger along the rim of her glass, gently
crossed her slim, shapely legs, and allowed a shoe to dangle
from her toes. She knew this would draw the type of man
she was looking for tonight. Thoughts of what she had
planned for her unknown quarry danced
through her mind, and she began to moisten between her
thighs.
As she scanned the swelling crowd, she noticed him--tall,
blond, built, and grinning in her direction. She slowly lifted
her finger off the glass and licked it slowly, sensually dry. He
picked up on the invitation immediately. He could feel is
cock swelling in is pants as he made his way toward her.
"This is my lucky night!", he thought. As he drew closer he
could see her lovely legs and that shoe dangling so
precariously, and he got harder still. She beckoned toward
the empty stool beside her (the regulars always knew to leave
that stool vacant) and smiled. "Buy me a re-fill", she told
him softly. As she watched him lower himself to the seat, she
quickly took measure of him. "Yes, he will do nicely", she
thought to herself as she saw the rather large bulge in his
pants.
Her nipples were hardening visibly now and he could see the
outline of them pushing against the silk. "My name is Lilith",
she said and she knew he was watching her--all of her.
She could see the hungry look in his eyes and knew he saw it
in hers. She was anxious and excited, but she knew how to
wait and toy with men. He started to tell her his name, but
she quickly put one finger over his lips, indicating that it was
not necessary for her to know.
She drew back on her stool and stretched her legs across his
lap...this was a favorite opening ploy of hers. Lilith liked to
see how they reacted to public games. He made no
movement of protest, and they began the ritual of light
banter. The toy of this night was becoming noticibly flushed,
but he had been around enough to maintain his equilibrium
in this situation. She leaned forward slowly, but without
warning, and grabbed his head and kissed him deeply and
passionately. The kiss was returned with equal ardor, and he
allowed her free access to his mouth. Lilith played her
toungue around his, now sucking now licking...taking his
tongue deeply and sucking it as she would his cock later--if
he was lucky. They both moaned simultaneously, and she
broke the kiss. "This is going to be extremely satisfying", she
thought. She could always tell by the kiss--by the reaction to
it and by how well they kissed back--whether it was worth her
while to continue. She was a woman of ravenous desires and
she needed a partner who was up to her.
After the kiss, they continued to make small talk--idle
chatter, seemingly--but it was her way of ferreting out the
information she needed. They always tell their control points
when they are disarmed. As they chattered away, she
allowed a shoe to drop and she began sliding the sole of her
foot over his bulging cock. The expressions on his face were
continually changing in accordance with what she was doing.
Gently, but untentatively, he slid his hands over her smooth
legs, stroking, caressing, watching her nipples harden even
more. Her gentle fragrance was starting to rise, and as close
as he was he could just get a whiff of it. It inflamed him.
"This will be the last time this evening that I shall let you
touch me with your hands, until I want it again.", she said
softly to him. "So, enjoy the feel and remember it." His
disappointment was apparent, but he saw something in her
eyes that made him not question, but accept it. He was in
sweet agony wondering what was in store for him, but he
was also clearly very excited and she knew it.
Lilith rose from her stool and beckoned him to follow her.
This he did without question or hesitation. Her lubrication
was flowing from her like a river and she could not wait to
get him in a more private venue. It had been a long time
since she had been this aroused so immediately.
Her apartment was not far from the bar, and they reached it
quickly. Not another word was spoken between them as they
walked there. Both were engrossed in thoughts of what was
to come. As she opened the apartment door, he saw an
elegantly appointed interior, but he had expected no less.
She ushered him in and sat on her satin couch. "The bar is
in the corner, pour me a drink and help yourself, if you
desire.", she said. Obediently he went to fix the drinks. As
he handed her the drink, she once again appraised him
warmly. "Set your drink down and strip for me", she
commanded softly. At first he was a little taken aback by the
suddenness of it, but he readily complied. As he took off the
last item, his underwear, his large, handsome cock sprung to
its full height. It stood majestically at an angle from his
body. Unsure of what to do next, he just stood there,
quivering a little with excitement. Lilith noticed the subtle
quiver and smiled inwardly. She could see that there
was more than a little pre-cum dripping from the head and
she beckoned him closer to her so she could taste it with the
very tip of her tongue. The feel of her soft tongue on the
most sensitive tip of his cock was almost unbearable, he
struggled as hard as he could not to shoot his load right then.
"Mmmm", she said, "You are quite tasty."
She allowed him to stand before her, in all his excitement
and unsurety for a full five minutes before she spoke again.
"Kneel before me...from this moment on you are a slave
to my desires". He could not believe he heard her speak
those words...this is something he had fantasized about on
many a lonely night. And now he was to live it. Immediately
he knelt. "How will you have me please you, Mistress?", he
asked. "It is good that you know proper protocol, that will
make the training much easier on you", she said, as she
rubbed her heeled shoe over his stretching cock. He moaned
uncontrollably. Had he been forbidden to speak, he surely
would have been punished for that. But, she was the type of
woman who wanted to see and hear every little reaction to
her actions, and she simply smiled.
"You are here for the evening...for as long as I want you, do
you understand". He nodded. She grabbed him by the hair
and told him that the proper response was "Yes, Mistress".
He groaned and complied, "Yes, Mistress, I understand."
"And, do you consent to be slave to my will?" "Yes, Mistress,
eagerly.", he responded. "Good, we shall begin, then."
The excitement was getting to him, but he maintained his
control still. Lilith stood and moved toward him. "I will not
do anything to harm you or hurt you, but if you do something
that I consider improper, you most certainly will be
disciplined." "Do you understand and consent?" He
responded, "Yes, Mistress, whatever your command is I shall
do." "Look at me!" "Do you like what you see?" "God, yes,
Mistress, I do." "Undress me!" "But you are forbidden to use
your hands in any manner to do so, if you do, they will be
tied."
At first he thought the task was beyond him, had never been
asked to undress someone and not use his hands. As he
looked at her, though, he saw that she was wearing a simple
dress with spaghetti straps, and apparently nothing
underneath. "This won't be so hard, he thought." The fire in
his balls was unbelievable, he could not remember the last
time he was this excited, if, indeed, he ever was. She knelt
before him to make it somewhat easier for him. As she got
close to him he could smell the delicate fragrance of her skin
and the underlying scent of her femaleness. His cock jerked,
but he was afraid of the consequences of dwelling on the
thought and he set to the task at hand. First, she took his
head in her hands and kissed him, softly at first, then deeply.
"Begin", she said. His mouth moved over her neck, down to
her shoulders and she shuddered. He pulled first one strap
than the other free of her shoulders with his lips. Then he
centered on the bodice and moved his face toward the center
of her chest. First he did nothing but breath in her scent, but
with a warning twitch of his cock, he remembered his task.
He couldn't resist sticking out his tongue and licking the
space between her breasts for a brief moment before he
gripped the fabric and pulled it down. He was hoping that
misdemeanor would not bring punishment. Lilith liked the
feel of his tongue there, and the mischevious brazenness of it
and allowed it to pass unpunished. She had been looking for
someone who would not follow so blindly that it became a
bore. Someone to turn her on by his own power, not hers. It
looks as if she had found it.
The material caught on her nipples and he ran his tongue
over each one to free it. She let out a load and convulsive
moan and held his head there and bade him to suck. This he
did with a fierceness he did not know was in him. He sucked
greedily and only hoped she would not make him stop. She
let him continue, softly commanding, "lick them", "now suck
them", "now bite them...don't be afraid to bite...I will let you
know if it is too hard!" He set to his task eagerly and he
could hear her breathing increase and her soft moans and
gasps. Suddenly she pulled his head away and told him he
must now continue to denude her. His mouth missed the
taste of her, but quickly he pulled the dress to her waist and
again that unruly tongue struck out..this time to lick her
navel. She shuddered in excitement and he believed she
orgasmed, but he could not be sure.
Now she stood, and the dress fell from her body. As she
rose, her pussy brushed his face and the scent of her sent him
over the edge..his cock erupted violently. For a moment he
was horrified, but she cooed to him, "that is alright, baby, that
is what I wanted--now we can take our time." "But, if you
want to continue, you must clean up the mess with your
tongue. He had never tasted his own cum before, let alone
from the rug, and he was torn--he knew it would end if he
refused, but his cock showed no sign of softening. Indeed, it
was probably harder now than it had ever been. She allowed
him his moment of indecision before she pulled his hair and
pulled him over to his mess. "If you are going to make a
mess, you must always clean it up, now DO IT!, before I
punish you!. He did not know what the punishment was, but
he was sure he did not want to find out, so he started licking
tentatively, then more enthusiastically, as now she was
stroking his tender balls with her soft hand. "I hope this
evening never ends", he tought. As he was licking his cum,
she was stroking him and cooing, "that's a good boy, I want to
taste your cum myself later, but I won't taste what you won't".
The possibility that she might put her lovely soft mouth on
his cock and swallow what he had to offer was enough to
make him finish the job to her satisfaction.
She sat back down on the couch and commanded him to
crawl over to her. This he did eagerly, though he had never
crawled for anyone before. She spread her legs slightly
and said, "You have been so good and worthy so now you
may have a little reward." "You may clean this mess my
pussy seems to have made on my thighs." She didn't have to
tell him twice! The sounds and feel of his tongue on her
thighs, coupled with her already unbridled excitment made
her shudder in orgasm. Her moans were loud and long and
he just kept going, because she did not tell him to stop.
"Suck my cunt!" she moaned at him, guiding his head to the
center. At this point it would have been difficult to tell who
was under whose control, she was shaking so violently from
orgasm after orgasm. Finally she pulled his head away from
her. She leaned over to kiss him and lick her own juices
from his mouth and face. She leaned back and sipped her
drink to recover. She allowed him a sip of his, and they
watched each other in silence--he awaiting her next
command, and she lost in thought about this magnificent
slave.
She wanted him badly...wanted to feel his hard cock
stretching her apart, wanted to feel him twitching in her
mouth. She wanted to touch his whole body and taste him.
She had never felt this way about any of her pick-up slaves
before. "This one's a keeper", she thought to herself. For his
part, he couldn't wait for her next command...he hoped it
would involve his cock in her cunt, for he was dying to feel it
envelop him, but he didn't want to spoil anything about her
game for fear it would end too soon. "I could stay here
forever under her control and not mind a bit", he thought.
His beautiful Goddess then stood and grabbed his hair.
"Down on all fours and crawl behind me!". He immediately
obeyed, and she used his hair as a leader all the way to her
bedroom. "Kneel by the bed", she said as she lay across it.
"Make love to my body with your mouth and tongue only."
"Remember, you are still forbidden the use of your hands."
You may do as you wish with your mouth tongue or teeth, no
part of my body is forbidden, but if you use your hands, you
will be sent home." "Yes, Mistress" came the response. He
didn't need to be told twice! The opportunity to taste all of
her, to have her writhing under his tongue, was all he had
hoped for. "If I show her how good my mouthwork is, I
know she will let me fuck her", were the thoughts running
through his mind. He could feel his balls refilling, but was
determined to keep his load until she commanded it to be
hers.
"Mistress, may I join you on the bed?", he asked. "Why of
course, silly, how else will you be able to do as I ask?" He
knealt over her on the bed and tried to decide where to start,
head or feet. He kissed her lightly on the mouth, parting her
lips but not entering. Instead he ran his tongue over her
open lips and gave a few nips here and there. He could feel
her trying to grasp his tongue in her teeth, but he was
playfully defiant for the moment. He knew she had allowed
him this control over her, and he was going to enjoy it
thoroughly. He was going to show her his talents, all of
them, because by now he could not bear the thought of not
being with her again. He wanted to ensure his usefulness.
Reluctantly, he pulled away from her mouth. He had made
the decision to start at the bottom and work his way up.
Perhaps by the time he made his way back to her mouth, she
would command his cock to be hers. He slid to the edge of
the bed and started on her left little toe. Making love to it
gently, licking it, sucking it, playing his tongue in the space
between the toes. Her moans were coming quicker now and
he knew he found one of her secret places. He continued in
this manner until he had attended to each toe on that foot
and was now licking the sole of her foot. He nibbled and
licked his way up her leg and to the very point where her
thigh met her groin. Lilith was breathing heavily, her breasts
heaving, her cunt dripping as if she would never run dry. She
thought he was going to dive into her cunt with his tongue
and she prepared herself for the rush of it, but it did not
happen. Instead, he went back down, and started on her
right foot in exactly the same manner as before.
By the time he worked himself back up to her dripping pussy,
she was mad for him to fuck her, but she was still in control.
She was savoring the sensations his tongue and mouth were
causing in her body. She was not going to command him
until she absolutely couldn't stand it any more. For his part,
his cock was throbbing. He could feel his once again filled
balls dangling between his legs. He ached for her to touch
him with some part of her body, but she was much to
engrossed in what he was doing to her to even think of her.
It drove him mad to know that this woman was being totally
selfish in her own desires yet giving him the very thing he
needed at the same time. God, he wanted to fuck her, but
he was amazingly excited at the thought that he was a toy, a
plaything for her pleasure.
As he slid further up her body, working on her belly, his cock
head and shaft was sliding on her legs. She felt the heat and
the hardness of it and knew that she wanted it in her soon.
His tongue action was making her quiver and shudder and
she had several mini-cums while he was licking her belly.
She could feel his pre-cum dripping on her legs. And, he was
teasing her unmercifully. He was very carefully avoiding any
of the obvious spots, and they ached to be attended to. He
ignored her pussy, although he wanted to drink of it. He
ignored her nipples, although they were calling out to him,
begging him to take them in his teeth and brutalize them.
Not that she had any, but Lilith lost all inhibitions and was
bucking on the bed, moaning loudly, crying, whispering, "yes,
yes, do it, yes, more", over and over again. The sounds she
was making were spurring him on and he was now lost in the
fact that he was driving this Princess mad with desire.
Finally, when he started nibbling on her neck, she could stand
it no more. She grabbed his hard cock fiercely in her hand
and pulled him to her. She wanted to taste him now and she
threw him down on the bed and knelt over him. She lowered
her pussy onto his mouth and commanded him to suck for all
he was worth. He started noisily lapping at her cunt like a
desert-thirsty man. She was rubbing her pussy all over him
and he was painfully aware that he still could not use his
hands to steady her. Her mouth descended on his cock. She
swallowed the whole shaft to the back of her throat just once
and then removed it. His groan of disappointment could've
been heard on the street. "It's ok, little one", she cooed, "I
want to savor your cock the way you did my body." With
that, she started licking the outside of the shaft, coating it
with her saliva, coming to the head and back down. She
sucked each of his balls gently into her mouth and rolled
them around on her tongue. Then she sucked on the outside
of his cock, working her way up to the head. When she got
there, she licked the head lightly, tasting his pre-cum.
Suddenly, she opened her mouth and sucked him in and let
her throat and tongue work his cock. He was moaning and
sucking like a wildman now, trying to concentrate on her,
because if he didn't he was going to shoot right down her
throat. She brought him to the brink several times and then
stopped each time. She loved the feel of that telltale twitch
in her mouth and thoroughly enjoyed the moans it elicited
when she stopped.
She knew he was at the point where once more and neither
he nor she would be able to stop it, so she eased up. As she
turned to kiss him she said, "I want to swallow your seed, but
first I need for you to fuck me." "I want you to ravish me,
make me cum and cum and cum." "I need to feel that
gorgeous, strong cock of yours in my cunt." "And, yes, now
you can use your hands!" With that, he turned her on her
back and rolled over her. He bent his head to kiss her
deeply as he plunged his cock violently into her. He pumped
his ass, thrusting into her as she wrapped her legs around his
shoulders so he could get in as deep as her cunt would allow.
"Oh, god, fuck me, do it to me, fuck me, faster, harder, yes".
I could hear how much she needed to be taken this way. He
could feel the grip of her orgasms, one after the other. He
tried to count but could not keep track. It didn't matter, by
now his aching balls needed their own relief...he knew it and
she knew it. She pushed him away from her and hungrily
pounced on his cock. She licked all of her juices off of it and
started sucking like a vacuum. He thought he would go crazy
with the relentlessness of her mouthwork, and he tried to
hold back as long as possble, but it was no use. He came in
three explosive bursts in her mouth and she continued to
suck and pump every last drop out of it.
She swallowed every drop of it and still continued to suck,
though gently now, because she knew how sensitive it had
become. She wanted to keep it warm and hard for just a
little while longer. After he caught his breath, he started
gently licking her dripping pussy, not to excite her, they were
both beyond that, but to clean her a bit, but mainly because
he didn't want to stop tasting her.
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