Queen for an Hour

“MMPHMYGWMN”

Kurt’s words went unheard, drowned out by the pussy being pressed against his tongue. Above him, Kendra knelt, a knee on either side of his head, her lower legs pinning down his arms as they crossed over his chest, her bare feet meeting just below his pectoral muscles. One hand rested on the mattress, supporting her body while she ground her hips in small circles against his mouth, her other arm reaching up to the headboard, giving herself a little extra leverage as she pushed herself back against his mouth, suffocating him further.

“I hope you were asking for more,” the brunette half moaned, looking down beneath her body at the mess of blonde hair that peaked out between her thighs. “Because I don’t intend on getting off until you make me cum.”

Her voice was muffled and distant, her legs covering his ears so completely that it difficult for him to hear. It felt as though he was underwater, all the normal sounds he recognized sounded distorted and unfamiliar. The clearest noises were from the slopping wet pussy right in front of him, squelching lewdly as his tongue split her labia and pierced her hole, slopping as she flicked her hips and drenched his chin in her lubrication, the suckling of air escaping every time his tongue emptied her hole. But there was no mistaking the word ‘cum’.

Pleasing Kendra wasn’t a problem for Kurt. In fact, he was quite happy to do it, since he always enjoyed sex more when his girl got off as well. But Kendra didn’t just want to be pleased. She wanted to be in control and in demand, and two could play at that game. He smiled against her lips, waiting for her to push her pussy back along his face. Lifting his head slightly, as much as he really could against the weight of her ass pressing down on him, he lapped directly against her clit. Though he couldn’t hear the gasp that rose from the throat, he felt her legs tremble around his head.

For several seconds, he mercilessly attacked her clit with his tongue, breathless gasps of ‘ah, ah, ah’ from her mouth matching the crescendo of pleasure she felt bubbling at her core. Just before she boiled over completely, Kurt pulled back his tongue and returned to lazily drawing his tongue along her lower lips, tasting the new juices she’d produced. She growled, irritated that he’d stopped just as it was getting so good, but, too proud to simply ask him to lick her clit again, she pushed her hips back with **** now, nudging her clit directly against his tongue.

He continued to deny her. Licking around her clit but always pausing and diverting his attention elsewhere before his tongue could actually come in contact with her sensitive, stiff nub. Suddenly she lifted her ass from his mouth, rewarding him with a couple inches of breathing room, though every inhale still came with a noseful of her pussy’s scent. He breathed deep, taking the opportunity to fill his lungs while he had the chance, though he could feel that Kendra was up to something. Her legs pushed against his arms as she straightened up, then leaned backwards, her spine curving as she rested on hand on his taut stomach while the other reached a little lower…

“If you’re really good, maybe I’ll give you something too,” she let her fingertips trail over his shaft, making it very clear what that something was. Above his eyes she wiggled her hips, bringing his attention to her soaking wet pussy. “But only if you make me cum reaaaalllly good, you hear?”

Hearing her wasn’t a problem now that her damp womanhood wasn’t smothering his face, but Kurt wasn’t willing to concede to her quite so easily. “Oh, I will, and then you’ll be giving me that something for hours, until I’m satisfied. Remember, Victoria gave you to me for the whole night. I intend to make good on that.”

“All night? Someone is confident,” she chuckled, but a quiver in her voice betrayed her lust. Kurt’s words were really getting to her. There was nothing she wanted more than to drop herself back down and rub one off on his face, but not until he agreed to lick her clit again. “Maybe I’d like to see you try, but only after you’ve made me cum. Or maybe I should go tell Victoria that the deal is off, that I’m used to a better kind of lov-aaaaaaahhhh”

The challenge had been accepted, though not quite how she expected. Kurt raised his head and stuck out his tongue, but he didn’t touch her pussy. Instead he pushed the tip of his tongue into her asshole, sending a jolt of pleasure rippling through her body and cutting off her teasing words.

MUWAH

His lips made kissing sounds around her ass as he thrusted his tongue in and out of her rear exit, stretching and widening her until her empty ass made the same glugging sounds her pussy made around his wet tongue. Legs shaking again, he knew that if he kept this up, she’d slump down again, ass sitting on his face. Before she could give way completely, he withdrew his tongue abruptly.

“Ugh, what are you doing?” she demanded. Even though he couldn’t see her face, he could easily imagine her frustrated expression.

“Oh, were you enjoying that?” Kurt teased her right back, certain that he was close to having her ready to give up her control and domination in return for a good orgasm. “Gotta say, it was pretty tight. Tighter than I expected. Was that your first time taking something in your ass?”

“You think there was a hole of mine he hasn’t filled?” Kendra asked, again referencing Shawn without using his name. She was wary of ruining what was proving to be a very fun experience. “But I was told to keep my body in tip-top condition, ready for anything and for the utmost pleasure.”

“And tonight, it’s for my pleasure.”

“Mmmm, only if you make me cum first.”

“Maybe if you stroke me as well,” Kurt suggested, his cock throbbing against her light touch conveniently.

“You do remember this is your punishment for questioning my abilities,” she insisted, but nonetheless reached back and wrapped her fingers around his cock, not quite able to cover the entire circumference. “Why do I feel like the one who’s being punished?”

“Well, if you want to cum, all you have to do is say,” Kurt gasped out, his breathing deepening as he felt Kendra’s hand begin to tug on his cock flesh.

“I already told you to make you cum.”

“That’s a bit vague,” he said, directing his breaths upwards and watching her labia quiver as the air passed over her sensitive folds.

“Use your tongue, lick me, suck me, taste me,” her voice becoming more **** by the second as she pictured him doing it in her head, imagined how good it would feel to finally cum, and not by her own hand. “Whatever you were doing before.”

Kurt leaned up, bringing his lips tantalizingly close to her clit. “Are you sure you want it? You kind of sound like you could take it or leave it.”

“Grrr, fuuucccckkk, please, just do it, lick my clit, stick your tongue in my ass, I don’t care how you do it.” The final walls came crumbling down as desire overrode her pride. “please, Kurt, make me cum.”

Satisfied, he flicked his tongue against her clit again, hearing, for a moment, her exalted exclaims of pleasure. Her legs immediately shook and trembled and she slumped back down on to his face, her pussy pressed tight against his face. This time though he didn’t stop tonguing her hard nub, bringing her climax closer and closer as she felt her body tingle all over and grow incredibly warm. She was barely moving but she was winded, unable to breathe in as fast as the gasps of pleasure rose out.

She was close. So fucking close. She didn’t care anymore that he’d made her beg him to bring her to orgasm, or that she was literally bending over backwards to stroke his cock. In fact, the hard, warm shape filling her hand was only making her even hornier, imagining its thick shape plunging inside her after his tongue was finished. Maybe she’d get her payback then, and ride him until he was right on the edge and then stop, just to see how he liked it, or maybe he’d turn the tables and have her pleading for it again. Either way, right in this moment, Kendra didn’t care how it happened, so long as he kept licking her until she came all over his tongue.

It didn’t take long for that very thing to happen. Kurt’s relentless lapping of her clit quickly tipped her over the edge, a brilliant, white light cloaking her brain as she felt a surge of pleasure pulse through her entire body, from her bare toes curling on his chest, to her head which hung back, upside down, her throat releasing a long drawn out groan. Spasms shot up her spine so fast and hard that she thought her back might actually break. Her tits were pushed upwards the ceiling, her nipples achingly hard. Her girl cum flooded her pussy, gushing out all over Kurt’s face, drenching his hair and soaking the mattress beneath.

Releasing his cock and pulling herself from his tongue, she rolled off the blonde teen, her body too sensitive to take anymore pleasure. Lying flat on her back, the pain from having her spine curved for so long gently subsiding, she rested and breathed, allowing her body to gradually came down from the high, a few aftershock spasms making her twitch. A contented smile spread across her lips.

Beside her, Kurt lifted his head and shook himself, like a dog, spraying the juices from her pussy that clung to his hair in every direction. Kendra yelped and sat up as she felt it splash her, growing red-faced as she saw Kurt, drenched and dripping as if he’d just gone swimming.

“No doubt I made you cum,” He swiped a hand from forehead to chin and admired how wet his palm became. “You even squirted.”

“N-no, I didn’t,” she said defiantly. Though she didn’t dare admit it aloud, she knew it was a possibility. But it was quite rare for her, only happening when she was incredibly aroused. Shawn had often been irritated at her inability to control it, wanting her to be able to squirt on demand, but it was never a skill she’d been able to master. Or perhaps, as she considered how wet she’d made Kurt’s face again, she’d just had the wrong teacher. “A-as if you could.”

“What is this then?” He showed her his hand, slick and glistening. “I’d hate to think you just pissed over my face.” He brought it to his nose. “I mean, it doesn’t smell like piss, and…” He stuck out his tongue, readying to taste the fluid coating his palm.

“Shut up!” she pounced on him, straddling him once again, this time with her legs spread around his abdomen, his hard cock smearing pre-cum on her skin as it poked her ass. “M-maybe you made me squirt a little, okay?” Her face grew hard and serious, contrasting with her hips as they rolled back rubbing her butt against his shaft. “But if you don’t stop teasing me, the only thing you’ll be playing with all night is your hand.”

“Really?” He slid his hands up her thighs, taking a hold of her waist and lifting her slightly. Gently moving her backwards until his cock slipped between them, he rolled his own hips, making his cock head nudge against her slippery, wet folds. “Because I think the more I tease you, the more you want it.”

Kendra bit her lip, similar sensations of pleasure already beginning to fill her warm, tingling body as she felt his thick cock head rub against her still sensitive labia. Her body was still revved up from her last climax, so much so that she thought she might be able to cum again from just rubbing against his stiff, hard member. But she wanted more than that. She wanted to sit down on his cock and feel it filling her up, all warm and solid inside her. And Kurt knew exactly what she wanted, instead holding her just above him, moving his hips back and forth, his tip swiping at her pussy lips, but never pushing inside. He was absolutely right too. The more he teased her with his cock, the more she wanted to him to shove it in.

The once solace Kendra could take, as she prepared to be fucked all night long, was that Kurt had been thoroughly and completely distracted. Victoria didn’t seem to be on his mind at all anymore. ‘Whatever your plan is…’ Kendra thought to herself, ‘now’s the time.’

Gavin waited until they’d both fallen asleep. He’d slept over enough times with both Zack and Chloe to know the soft snores of the red head as she drifted off, and it was easy to pick out the deeper, manlier grunts of Trent. Once he was sure that they were both completely out for the count, he rose from the bed, dressed in some light clothing and slipped out of the room. In the hallway, without the snores, he found the cabin even quieter, and dim, leading him to conclude, and confirmed by his phone, that it was quite late and everyone else was probably in bed. Well, almost everyone. It was usually right about this time that he’d find a certain someone who was also up in the middle of the night.

In fact, that was half the reason Gavin was even awake at this moment, the other half being his best friend in the bed next to his moaning loudly as she took a black dick up the ass. An alarm had been set in his internal body clock, waking him now even though he still felt exhausted. Despite sleeping through the evening and into the night, he still felt like shit, but perhaps that was to be expected after being chin checked and electroshocked for the better part of the afternoon. His whole body ached with every movement and his mouth felt dry, so, steadying himself with a hand against the wall, he staggered through the half-darkness to the kitchen for a tall glass of cool water to quell his thirst.

As he neared the living room, he found where the only source of light was coming from. And, as expected, he found a girl with long blonde hair waiting on the sofa. But, when she turned to look at him, he saw her face was all wrong. The rounded cheeks, the full lower lip, the wide, bright green eyes that shone as she lifted them the book she was reading to look right into his soul.

“Hi, Gavin,” Victoria welcomed him.