The Cobra

 

The Cobra

Her milky pale skin contrasted perfectly with the black satin sheets which is of course why he had them. Her hair; as fine as silk and as golden as honey; gleamed and shimmered with every movement of her head. Her tongue darted out and licked lips he had only an hour ago crushed under his. They tasted like sweat and lust, of pleasures taken and given.

The aroma of coffee was what stirred her. “Hm… coffee.”
“Soon my love soon”
“Ah… you are here. You’ve been watching me.”
“Of course; you like to be watched you know that”

The sight of his naked body, the sound of his voice stirred her like no other. Slowly one hand moved over her breasts, pinching the nipples of each one in turn until they were rosy pink and hard; only then did her hand creep lower; slowly inching towards that warm wet patch of honey blonde curls hiding an aching pussy.

He stood and moved to the foot of the bed as he watched her fingers part her pussy allowing him to see what he wanted to feel; watching as she massaged that most delicious spot in tiny circles with her middle finger. His cock was stirring and as it rose his cobra tattoo stood out in all its glory. He had been drunk the night he had that tattoo done but how he loved the way she devoured his cobra cock.

She parted her legs and he crawled between them. Kneeling between her thighs he pushed a finger inside her. A moan escaped her lips as she thrust her hips up wanting more seeking more. He laughed and withdrew his finger then grasping his cock in one hand he slowly rubbed the tip back and forth across her sopping wet slit while the other hand roughly kneaded her breasts tweaking her nipples.

“Please”
Please what?”
Please fuck me”
That’s better”

Suddenly he thrust into her, hard. She bucked to meet that thrust and almost screamed with pleasure. Her free hand roamed her body while his cock with the tattoo fucked her, her fingers finding her clit as she arched her back and gave herself over to pure pleasure. Not once did her eyes leave the mirror suspended above the bed. God she loved watching his cock pump in and out of her, that cobra he had tattooed on it was so real so damned fucking sexy and forbidden she couldn’t get enough. Watching herself get fucked; watching and feeling her fingers on her clit she moaned and thrust and screamed in ecstasy as her orgasm rolled over her and she came all over his cock.

He grunted and thrust faster his back arching; the veins on his neck standing out. He moaned and pulled his cock from within the tight wet confines of her pussy. As he did; creamy ribbons burst forth from the mouth of the cobra all over her.  She ran her finger over her body through the creamy mess and lifting her fingers licked them clean.

He looked down at her and got off the bed. Walking over to a table in the corner of the room he picked up a set of keys. Tossing them to her he said
“Undo that chain my sexy bitch and shower for me and see if you can charm the snake again then perhaps you can have coffee”
“Yes master