A night with the girl from the pub – Part 3
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Submit Report This story is part of the A night with the girl from the pub series Hey, it is your guy, Ricky, again, here with the continuation of my story. So, a quick recap of the last story: after we made out in the kitchen, I asked Rachna, “Shall we move to the bedroom?” to which she responded ‘yes’ while taking the bottle of honey in her hand. ***** After that, I lifted her into my arms to take her to the bedroom. There I was, carrying my darling in my arms, where she was all hungry for what you guys know, topless in the arms of a man who was going to strangle her with pleasure again. Her boobs were touching my face, and my deep, heavy, hot breaths were kissing her cleavage, to which her body was responding with slow moans and heavy breaths. I was witnessing each moment of it. Then we got into the bedroom. I gently placed her on the bed like I was carrying something highly explosive that could be triggered by any fast or strong hit. After I put her on the bed, she sat with her back towards the headboard. She was sitting there like a woman who commands, not one who seeks pleasure. The way she grabbed that bottle of honey and her body language were sending stronger signals than her words. It looked like she was there to have her pleasure, and I was there to obey her. Although I’m not the type who hands over the charge, I don’t know why I let her lead this time. She took that bottle and dripped some honey slowly onto her cleavage. It was dropping slowly in a trail down her deep cleavage. The pace at which it headed towards her abdomen was majestic. I was testing how much I could resist licking it, because when I lick it even once, it means I’m accepting her dominance over me. And trust me, I hate the feeling of giving up dominance. I always like to be the one who takes charge and leads. But that drip of honey was hard to resist. It was getting on my nerves, and it was damn hard for me to hold back. Then I decided to hand over the dominance to her and follow her lead. I took a deep breath, got back to my senses, and everything else blurred. That golden drop of honey was the only thing in my focus. The way it dripped off her was a pure practical lesson in density, which I studied in physics. I gave in to her dominance and started licking that drop while releasing the hot breath I’d been holding to resist the temptation against her soft skin. That breath worked like magic and gave her goosebumps. I got bolder with my actions and started tracing that drop till the very end, where its journey began. When I finished, everything came back into focus. I looked at her and made eye contact. I saw my actions had left her with heavy breaths, and her eyes were filled with lust for me. She was biting her lips while pulling her hair slightly. I was half over her legs, feeling her sharp breaths on my face. They were hitting me like heat waves in summer. I was loving it. Although she held the dominance, at what cost? The urge to eat me alive was getting out of control. I leaned in a little and bit her neck, leaving her in a state where she couldn’t comprehend whether she should lead or give up her dominance. But I wasn’t giving her a chance to think. I started kissing the side of her neck. The moment she stepped into pleasure, I moved to her collarbones and held her skin between my teeth, slowly creating pressure and squeezing gently to take her into the ecstasy of pain and pleasure, which she wasn’t ready for. I increased the pressure, then started licking. She was about to make a sound from the bite, but it couldn’t escape her lips because of the moan that came early from the pleasure she was getting from my licks and kisses. I didn’t let her latch onto one thing. I was finding joy in my varied actions. Finally, she handed me dominance through her words: “Daddy, please don’t torment me.” Then I started kissing her neck. She closed her eyes, which told me the amount of pleasure she was getting from my actions. I kissed behind her ears and started biting her earlobe. She started moaning a little louder than before. The wetness of that small patch was getting bigger as she moaned, and her eyes were half-closed. I slowly guided my hand into her shorts, over her panty, and started massaging her lips gently. She was soaking wet down there. Even with the panty on, I could feel her pure wetness. I was rubbing her gently, and she was clenching the bedsheets with one hand and holding my neck from behind with the other, as if telling me to keep working there. I was having it all when I inserted one finger into her. She spread her legs a little to enjoy it, and a loud moan escaped as my finger went in. It was easy for my finger to slide in since she was very wet. I started playing with her pussy lips, and she was enjoying it to the fullest. Her moans were getting louder as time passed. She kept moaning a little louder than before. I was feeling quite naughty, so I started sucking her juicy boobs along with fingering her. She was holding my face with both hands as if she didn’t want me to take my mouth away even for a second. She started pushing my head towards her boobs. I was sucking them like how one sucks a thick shake through a straw. But I wanted her to feel a mixed essence of pleasure, so I started biting her nipples while sucking. The moment a moan escaped her lips, I encircled my tongue around her nipple, giving her the feel of my warm, wet tongue. When I bit her again, her body stiffened, and she arched her back. She leaned back, started moaning louder, and then she came on my fingers. The cum started dripping on my fingers, and she started breathing heavily. Then she started moaning my name with depth in her voice. It was very pleasing. It was pure heaven hearing my name from her in that manner. I got up from the bed, took out a rope from the cupboard, and told her to bring her hands forward.
She brought them close to me. I tied her hands, not too tight, but tight enough. I pushed her back, making her lie on the bed. I put a pillow below her waist and removed her shorts and panties in one go. I held her meaty thighs and started kissing and biting them. She started gripping my head with her thighs, increasing the pressure with each lick and bite. My hot, fast breaths were hitting her thighs, and she was moving a bit as they reached her pussy lips. I gripped the skin of her inner thighs between my teeth and started squeezing to create pressure. She moaned very loudly. I kept increasing the bite force until she was about to scream. Then I licked her inner thigh to ease the pain caused by the bite. It left a mark on her soft, sensitive skin. I was licking the bite mark I’d created. Her legs started shaking. Without wasting more time, I started kissing her pussy lips. I was sucking them like I was French kissing her special spot. She grabbed my hair tightly with both hands and started pulling. I felt like she might pull me inside her. She was moaning constantly. “Aahhh, ahhh, ahh” was all that came out of her mouth. I spread her legs and gave a lick on her dripping wet pussy lips, which were drenching with a mix of her cum and my saliva. She wrapped her legs around my neck, and I started licking her slowly. I got slower with each lick, doing slow, deep licking where I constantly pushed my tongue a little into her. I could taste her cum when I inserted my tongue. It tasted heavenly. I could smell her cum throughout the room. Things got wilder with each passing moment. I started licking faster, and her legs tightened around my neck as if they’d break it at some point. I told her to loosen her grip, then held her legs wide and started eating her again. I was in a trance, licking, kissing, sucking, and more. At one point, I bit her. She screamed loudly and told me not to do it again. But I was in no mood to listen, so I kept on with the bites and sucking. She came again and sprayed it all on my face. When I pulled back to catch my breath, she was on cloud nine, having it all in pleasure. She was steamy and sweaty. It was so hot hearing her constantly moaning and shivering with pleasure. All I could see was my prey, waiting to be hunted. I got up from the bed to clean my face. I went and washed off all the cum she’d sprayed on me. An idea came to mind. I went to the kitchen, took a few ice cubes, and returned to the bedroom to play with her more. I took one cube in my hand and gently started rubbing it on her skin. I started by rubbing it gently on her neck, slowly moving it in circles. She was enjoying it like hell. Her feet started moving in a melody. It was pleasurable, and her feet were moving constantly up and down in rhythm, like she was syncing with the sensation. Then I upgraded it by putting a cube in my mouth. I started kissing her all over her body, starting from her cleavage, then kissing into her deep cleavage. I held the ice between my lips and touched it to her skin, giving her chills. She was breathing heavily and restless. I was giving her all sorts of emotions, be it shock, pleasure, or pain, and yet she was enjoying all of them without discomfort. I was there with that cube in my mouth, running it all over her curves, tracing each like an artist working on a masterpiece, one stroke at a time, gliding it on her waist. She started breathing through her mouth as if her nostrils weren’t enough for the oxygen she needed, or like she’d run a marathon and was catching her breath. I kissed her belly button with the ice in my mouth, rubbing it there. She was getting restless, trying to grab me with her legs since her hands were tied. I held her legs, moved them away, and continued. I slid myself slowly downwards towards her crotch, going from her belly button to her pussy lips. I gently kissed her inner thighs with my cold mouth. She closed her legs rapidly, trying to catch me between her soft, milky thighs. She grabbed me, and I started rubbing my mouth on them again and again. She was enjoying it a lot. I took her to the edge again. I put my lips near her pussy lips, kissed them, and blew cold air on them. She writhed like a fish out of water, gasping for air while trembling on the bed. I was enjoying it all. I held that cube with my teeth and started rubbing it on her pussy lips in circles, slowly. The goal was to torment her again while she was on the edge. The moment I felt she was about to cum, I stopped, which bothered her more. I did it once, then again and again. She was irritated, but there was nothing she could do. She tightened her grip on my head so I couldn’t pull away, putting her hands on my head. I started running the ice near her pussy lips while ignoring them, which irritated her even more. I didn’t feel obligated to do what she wanted. I was playing with fire. It seemed a little cruel, but I kept doing it to tease her more each time. Although she’d cum once, she wanted it more and more. I took her to the edge again, kissing and rubbing her pussy lips with my cold lips. She was moaning loudly this time. The whole room was filled with her moans, but that didn’t stop my adventure. I kept going. A thought crossed my mind about my neighbors hearing her moans and getting in trouble, but that wasn’t enough to make me stop. She grabbed my head tightly again, clenching my hair. To her surprise, I didn’t stop this time. I kept eating her like it was my last meal. Her breaths got sharper. She spread her legs, pushed my head deeper, and tightened her grip on my hair. Then she came again with a loud moan, spraying my face with her juices. Her grip loosened and her legs relaxed. Cum was slowly oozing out of her pussy lips and dripping downwards. I stayed there with my head on her thigh, watching, then licked it gently with my wet, warm tongue to give her satisfaction post-orgasm. That’s all for today.
***** Also, a new update: I’m moving to Ahmedabad for work purposes. So if any female from Ahmedabad would like to hang out for coffee or meet to talk, I could also use some cuddles and kisses if someone wants to share them. About privacy, if we meet for an evening date and have fun, I’ll share the incident here with words and changed names. If there’s more to discuss, we can talk while in each other’s arms about consent to share here or not. It’ll happen as you wish. You can give me feedback at [email protected]. Ladies, you can write to me if you want to meet me or see me at the same email. Love you all. Have a great time. I’ll be reporting to you guys from Ahmedabad next. Let me know if you want to hear part 4. And ladies, if you want your incidents shared here, feel free to create those incidents with me and share some moments. Thanks!