Chicken
NOTHING BUT LACE
Slowly walking around you, making sure you see how good my big ass looks in these panties, I "accidentally" drop the chicken. Throwing my ass back into you, I bend down, and pick it up. I hand it back to you clarifying, "You're not allowed to touch me until you cook me dinner, but I can touch you all I want. If you break the rules 3 times, I'm putting sweat pants on and finishing my show."
You start grabbing stuff to cook the fastest meal you've ever made, but you can't even think straight with me standing behind you. My hands wandering under your shirt. Scratching your back, fingers running slowly over each of your muscles, teasing you by just barely slipping my hands into the front of your pants.
You grab a pan, but before you light the stove, I pull your shirt off. Kissing your back with my hands still flowing over your soft skin. You start cooking and I back off, stand next to you, just making you look at me. I bend over, facing you, my breasts tight against the counter, making them look even more enticing than before. "What are you making me baby?" You reply, "chicken" (lmfao).
I walk back toward you, knowing how hard it is for you to cook when you can't stop looking at the way my breasts move when I walk. I love making you look at me. I slide my fingers into your waist band and pull you toward me, "do you like this game"? You respond with a grunt, sexy but annoyed. You are SO mad.
I push you away and let you go back to what you were doing, while my lips I discover more of your skin. I wait until you are back into cooking before my whole hand is suddenly in your pants, grabbing you, starting to stroke you. You turn around and grab me by my hips, pulling me against you. "Strike one!" You turn back around, grunting because you are really pissed off now, yet craving more than ever.
I get behind you, you can feel my soft breasts, trapped in lace, pushing against your back. I start SLOWLY pulling your pants down. Moving the front away so they don't get caught on your rock hard dick. My body moves down with my hands as I start running my nails down your thighs and your calves. "Ten more minutes until the food is ready." You don't even realize I'm on my knees to your right, until I grab your hips and turn you toward me. "Keep cooking baby, don't mind me", my tongue flicking on your head. I take you in. Going so slow it's agonizing. You grab a handful of my hair, "suck my cock you dirty fucking slut!" "Strike two. Touch me one more time and you're done." You are raging mad and trying to cook so fast. Cranking up the heat as I take you completely in. Faster and deeper down my throat. My hands on your hips controlling you pushing even deeper...
DINNER IS SERVED
Right then, you tell me the food is done, but I don't
let up. I just keep sucking... Listening to you moaning, telling me
how much you love to watch me swallow you. Your hands behind your back trying SO hard not to grab my hair as I'm looking up at you.
I get up to set the table, making sure my ass is in within your view the whole time. Bending over, shaking, and spanking myself for you. You can hardly get the food on the plate while I'm putting on a show for you.
"Put your boxers back on and sit down." Standing behind you again, I rub your shoulders, bite your neck, run my nails down your arms, make you feel my hot breath in your ear. You're mad. You want this dinner to be over already yelling at me,"babe, you made me cook! Hurry up and eat so I can fuck you!" I sit down on the table with my ass right next to your plate and start eating. Grabbing food off your plate and feeding you, as I push my tits in your face. You can't stop staring. You can't stop thinking as I reach into my bra and pull them up more so my nipples are just barely covered.
Going between feeding you and feeding me, my other hand runs through your hair, gently pulling, shoving your face into my breasts, then pulling your head back and making you look up at me. You grab the fork and scarf down the rest of your food, telling me, "HURRY THE FUCK UP!!!"
I step down from the table, pushing my plate, only as an excuse to bend over. With my chest flat on the table, I unhook my bra so you can't see anything other than my bare back. I say, "while I finish eating, you can play with my ass. You're not allowed to go under the panties or between my legs and you have to stay sitting." I look back over my shoulder to see the pure joy in your face.
You run your fingers over the little curve where my ass meets my legs. Hands wandering as you take in the softness and the way the lace feels hugging my warm skin. I grind against the edge of the table, loving your hands caressing me as I get up on my toes and shake for you a little. You can't take it. You aren't capable of being romantic anymore!
"You're such a dirty fucking whore!" as you spank me, watch it jiggle, me letting out a moan. Confirming how much I like it when you're rough with me.
Noticing I only have a little left on my plate, not that I've actually been eating it anyway, you grab yours and mine, and throw them in the sink. As I pull your boxers back off, I tell you to sit back down and that now you're ONLY allowed to play with my breasts, no matter what I do to you. I get on top of you and straddle you in the chair, only wearing the black lace panties that have officially become your FAVORITE.
I grab my tits and push them into your face.
You're DONE being gentle! You're DONE playing this game! You grab my nipple rings and twist them, hard, making me gasp for air. I reach down and grab your dick as you bite and suck on my nipples. Stroking you with one hand, caressing your balls with the other, I'm now grinding in your lap. You ask, "how bad do you want this thick cock slut?"
"How bad do you want this slutty wet pussy?"
"REALLY FUCKING BAD!"
"Well, then that's the only thing you're allowed to touch. Hands only."
You push me off you, stand up, grab my hair, bend me over, and shove my face into the table. I say, "but, you're not allowed to touch me under my panties." You let out a loud "UGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" You are so mother FUCKING mad right now... And I'm loving every second of it. :D
Your rage is turning me on as you feel how INCREDIBLY wet I am, running your whole hand through my legs. "Holy FUCK babe! You're seriously soaked through these panties."
You push your hips against me, grinding your raging dick between my ass as you reach your hand around to rub my clit. I'm so fucking horny, my clit is so fucking swollen and throbbing under your fingers. I grind back into you, moaning... Getting louder. "Put your hand inside."
You slide down to my vagina and you can't BELIEVE how wet I am. "OH MY GOD BABE!!!" Feel how warm and slippery, and ready I am. Watch me jump if you run your fingers over my clit juuust right. You like making me squirm. You like hearing me gasp. You LOVE torturing me.
Running your fingers over my clit like that over and over, still feeling you pushing between my ass. At first, I'm hardly breathing between noises, then I'm telling you not to stop.
You know EXACTLY what that means. 😉
Keep going, rubbing my ass hole with the head of your dick, listening to me start getting really loud, "fuck papi, PLEASE don't stop, I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU IF YOU STOP!!!". Standing up so my back is against your chest, and my head is on your shoulder, I reach for your other hand. I wrap it around my neck, telling you, "harder!"
You start touching me slower, running your finger straight up my clit, pausing for a second every time you're right on top and you've pushed back all protection. The slower you go, the more you feel my body start to react up. I put one hand over the hand on my neck and the other on the wrist of your playing hand as I collapse back into you. Don't move a fucking muscle. Keep your hands exactly where they are as I go numb. Stop playing. Just push down on my clit. Holding your finger there. Feeling the throbbing. Still choking me as my body jolts from sensitivity.
"Papi, fucking TAKE ME."
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