Blind Devotion by Sam Crescent

her pussy. “I’ve done an excellent job
with your cunt.”
    ****
    Sasha cried out as he opened the lips of her sex.
Fisting the blanket, she tried to bring focus to her crazy, blank world. Everything
he did seemed highlighted by touch. There was nothing more for her to do other
than hold on as he took her for a ride.
    “So fucking
pretty.”
    Something wet, she guessed his tongue, slid through
her slit. As quickly as he started, he pulled away. “This
here.” He pressed his thumb against her. Pleasure took over her body.
Arching up, she tried to thrust against his thumb as well as get away from him.
“That’s your clit, and I’m going to flick my tongue over you until you come all
over my mouth. I want to swallow your cum.”
    “You weren’t lying about talking.”
    “No, I wasn’t. I need you to tell me what you’re
feeling, even if you moan out. Don’t keep any of those precious sounds away
from me.”
    “I won’t.” She wouldn’t dare deny him.
    Everything he’d done to her body had been to give her
pleasure.
    She heard more movement, and then his tongue flicked
her clit.
    Crying out, she jerked on the bed. One of his hands
pressed on her stomach. She covered his hand with her own trying to stop him
from holding her down. Nothing stopped him from doing what he wanted to do. He
held her down easily and ravished her pussy. His tongue flicked, stroked, and
lapped up her juices.
    Fighting the pleasure was useless. Pussy was in
control. All she could do was trust him as he took her down this path.
    “Pussy?”
    “I know, baby. Relax, let go, and I’ll be here to
catch you. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
    She trusted him more than she trusted her own mother.
    The pleasure built inside her. Letting out a gasp, she
fisted her hands in the blankets and screamed as her release crashed into her.
She thrashed on the bed, and Pussy held her down, stroking her clit.
    “It’s too much,” she said.
    “Let it take over. I’ve got you.”
    Her release went on and on. Throughout it all, Pussy
held her, comforted her. He continued to touch her, whisper endearments to her
as she came down.
    “There, baby,” he said, kissing her lips. She tasted
her cream on his lips.
    She ran her tongue over his lips.
    “Do you like the taste of yourself?” he asked.
    The taste didn’t offend her, and she shrugged. “Thank
you.”
    “Thank you for letting me taste your sweetness.” He slid his tongue into her mouth, and she opened her lips
wider for him.
    “Are you going to fuck me now?”
    Sasha didn’t want him to forget or get turned off by
her.
    “I’ll grab the condom.”
    “I wish I could see so I knew what you looked like.”
    “I’m an ugly ass, baby. Believe me when I tell you
that you’re a sucker for a talented tongue,” he said.
    She chuckled. His good humor was one of the elements
she loved about him.
    Don’t say love. He doesn’t do love. She
wouldn’t risk him not coming around anymore.
    “I bet you’re hot,” she said.
    “You’ve not been around enough men to know that.” The
bed dipped again. “I’ve got the condom on. I’m not going to lie to you. This could
hurt. I’ll go slow .” He rested between her thighs, and
she hated not being able to see him. Reaching out, she touched his arms, and he
pressed his body to her.
    “I hate this,” she said.
    “Baby.” He cupped her cheek. The tenderness of his touch wasn’t lost on her. “You
not being able to see doesn’t bother me. Being able to
see your face and knowing I’ve put that wonder and the smile on it means the
world to me.” His lips grazed hers.
    He jerked, and she felt the tip of his cock press
against her.
    She gasped, and he slid his tongue into her mouth.
    “ There’s only you,” he said,
slamming deep inside her.
    Screaming at the explosion of pain, she gripped his
arms as he held her hips. He didn’t move, but his head pressed to her forehead,
holding her down.
    “I’ve got you, Sasha. I’m not