In the dimly lit room, he lay there on the bed with his pants around his ankles, awaiting her arrival. His dick was hard, throbbing against the sheets as she entered the space. She was a vision in red lingerie, seductive and enticing, and her presence sent a rush of excitement through him. He couldn't help but let out a low moan, knowing what was about to happen.
She approached him slowly, her eyes never leaving his as she began to unbutton her dress. As it fell away from her body, revealing her firm breasts and the smooth skin of her stomach, he felt his dick twitch. She had always been the epitome of female beauty for him, but now there was something new about her - a sense of confidence that had never been there before.
She reached down to undo his belt, her fingers brushing against the hard length of his cock. As she pulled his pants off completely, he felt her eyes travel up and down the length of his erection. Her gaze was hungry, almost predatory, as she took him in. She wanted him, but she also knew that what happened next would push him beyond his limits.
She climbed onto the bed, straddling his waist with a smirk on her lips. His dick twitched again as she lowered herself onto it, feeling the warmth of her pussy enveloping him. He moaned in pleasure, arching his back and pushing himself deeper inside her. She moved slowly at first, savoring the moment, and then began to pick up speed. Her hips bucked rhythmically against his, each thrust taking them both closer to the edge.
As they continued to fuck, he couldn't help but notice the way she looked at him - not with a sense of admiration or love, but rather with a sense of ownership and power. It was a look that spoke volumes about what was happening here: this wasn't just about sex anymore; it was about dominance and submission.
His heart pounded in his chest as she reached down to pinch one of his nipples, hard enough to make him cry out. She knew he was sensitive there, and he loved it when she played with them during sex. But this time felt different - more intense. The pain mixed with pleasure was overwhelming, causing his dick to swell even larger within her.
Suddenly, she pulled away from him abruptly, leaving him gasping for air. She climbed off the bed and knelt between his legs, staring at him intently. He knew what was coming next - a blowjob unlike any other he had ever experienced.
She leaned in close, her breath warm against his skin as she took him into her mouth. Her tongue danced across the head of his cock, tasting his pre-cum before sliding further down. She sucked hungrily at him, her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft. He felt her throat constrict around him, milking every last drop of pleasure from his body.
As she continued to suck him off, he couldn't help but notice the way she was staring at him - not with a sense of admiration or love, but rather with a sense of ownership and power. It was a look that spoke volumes about what was happening here: this wasn't just about sex anymore; it was about dominance and submission.
Her hands moved up and down his chest, gripping him tightly as she increased the pace. Her tongue worked furiously at his dick, bringing him closer and closer to the edge. He could feel it building inside him - a wave of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm him entirely.
Finally, he couldn't take anymore. With a cry of triumph, he pushed himself deeper into her mouth, feeling the warmth of her throat as she swallowed his load. She held onto him tightly, milking every last drop from him before releasing him with a satisfied smile.
As they lay there in the afterglow, their bodies intertwined and sweaty from their exertions, he knew that this had been more than just a sexual encounter. It was an experience that would stay with him forever - a reminder of his inner alpha, and the thrill of being cuckolded by someone who knew exactly what they were doing.