Page 7 of Bedazzled
“Ow! You dick, that hurt!”
Yuri’s ridiculously broad shoulders shook while he smothered his laugh in my center, rubbing his nose against my clit while that stubbled chin of his dug in to my softest parts and I forgot all about those bites because sweet baby Jesus this man knew what he was doing.
Most guys would give me that, ‘Oh, yeah baby you’re gonnalovethis’ face when they were going down on me, but their work south of the border? Not great. But damn, this beefy sweetheart was settling in like he’d packed a lunch and was staying the day in my pussy.
Which I was not against. But I had seen that epic bulge in his pants and it was going to be mine.
Yuri’s thumbs were holding me open while his lips, teeth, and tongue were attacking me, there were little bites, licking, sucking, nibbling again and it took less than two rounds of this torture to put me right on the edge and so damn ready to fall over and-
“Hey!” I stared sternly up at this smirking bastard. “Why did you stop?”
He slid a knuckle up and down between my lower lips, nudging my clit on each pass. “You do not come until I say you can come.” I tried to tighten my thighs around his head and Yuri had the nerve to laugh, wedging his shoulders between my knees and holding me open. “Keep your eyes on me, darling.”
He had the audacity to leisurely make another round in my pussy before arching one evil brow. His white, even teeth very gently took my poor, swollen clit between them and I sucked in a breath so fast that I started coughing. His tongue started batting it back and forth, still held between his teeth and I collapsed onto my back, my hands were reaching mindlessly for his hair and-
“Okay goddamnit, Yuri! Again?” I was ready to put my fingers to work and show this sadistic sex fiend just exactly who owned my orgasms when he lightly slapped my center. A shock of heat and a flash tingled through me and I could have come from that if he would just-
“Ah, ah,” he shook his finger at me, still wet from being inside me. “Put your hands under the pillow and keep them there. I would hate to have to tie you up. This early in the evening, at any rate.”
“Are you a punishment for something I did in a past life?” I whined, “Because I haven’t done anything evil enough in this one to deserve- ah!” He slapped my pussy! Again! I was so wet that it stung but it only made the ache worse. “I swear to god, Yuri…”
“I wonder,” he said in that arrogant, smirking, dumb, hot way, “If I just blew on this poor, wet cunt, do you think you would come?”
“Try it and see,” I said sweetly, wanting to just grab that thick blond hair of his hand and push his face back to work on my girl parts because this was mean. No orgasm? No cock? “Hey, do you do the torturing thing for your Bratva?”
That got him to look up at me, all stern and sexy. “I do not.”
“Are you sure?” My thighs were futilely trying to tighten and get some stimulation and his monster shoulders were in the way. “Because this shit must be illegal under international law. Even political prisoners get to come, you know!”
That spiteful son of a bitch just laughed and lowered his head, wrapping his muscled arms around me to keep my lower half still, anddid it all again!
After a few more minutes of,Am I gonna let you come? I’ll bet this time I’ll let you come - psych!Yuri abruptly pulled away from me, standing at the foot of the bed to pull off his jacket and shirt. His chest was… he had an eight-pack? Seriously? And biceps possibly bigger than my thighs and ink everywhere; intricate stars on his shoulders, a snarling wolf on his left side, a silver dagger on one forearm… his entire upper half was a tapestry of sleek, dark images coiled around each other.
I was so busy admiring his stupidly gorgeous chest that I almost missed him unzipping his pants -finally! - and one hand stroking his cock which was, frankly, more than I’d bargained for. Thick, with a shiny, circumcised head and I didn’t get to see much more which was very unfair because Yuri put one knee and then the other on the bed, sitting back, heels on his perfect ass, and abruptly pulled me by the waist until my lower half was resting on those gorgeously muscled thighs and his thumbs were spreading me open again.
“I want you to come as I push my cock up into you,” he said, “I want to hear you moan and feel you come all over me.”
“Well, maybe I don’t want to anymore,” I tried to give a credible sneer but I was shaking with anticipation. I could feel the broad, hot head of his cock notching into me gently, then a swift, hard thrust of his hips and he was showing my pussy who was in charge here. “Oh, holy shit!” I wheezed. I was wet enough to be a slip-and-slide but I was not prepared for his size. No human body was prepared for his size. Oh dammit, he was right! I gripped his arms and I let out a yelp which was not attractive but an orgasm was searing its way up my spine and then radiating back down again to my pussy, his outrageous, porn star style cock was striking sparks and setting everything inside me on fire.
Yuri’s pretty blue eyes were focused on where he was currently splitting me into two pieces and his jaw was set.
“So slick,” he groaned, “and yet I can still barely get inside you.”
Well, that just made me come again.
Okay, it took me a few minutes to come back from this and Yuri was lazily circling his hips, moving his magical dick side to side inside me to loosen me up. And when I was capable of noticing more than the fact that my pussy would never be the same again, I felt it, a long row of- something? Hard somethings rubbing against the front of my channel, against my G-spot, rippling through me and no wonder I came so fast!
I managed to draw in enough breath for a full sentence, “Hey, wait- hold up gorgeous, just… gimme a minute… just pull out for a minute.”
Slowly, he moved his hips back and I felt it again; that ripple inside me that nearly made me come again.
Bracing my hands behind me, my stomach contracted when Yuri - and it took a while because he was gigantic - pulled out of me, resting it between my legs. There were six circular bumps on the top of his dick.
“Whatarethose?” I demanded, instantly enchanted with whatever these were.
Running his thumb along the bumps, he explained, “I have six pearls inserted under the skin of my cock.”
Scrambling off his lap, I leaned down, tracing them with my tongue. Below the smooth skin, the bumps rolled slightly against my lips and I circled the silky head of his cock before sucking him into my mouth, feeling each pearl against my tongue.
