White Lace Stockings – Kinktober Day 2

kinktober day 2 ass worship

Kinktober Day 2

Ass Worship

With a final coat of matte lipstick, Destiny stepped out of the bathroom, her stomach fluttering with a swarm of a dozen anxious butterflies. She sucked in a breath, releasing it slowly as she entered the room. He’s just a man. Just like any other, she reminded herself over and over. But once her eyes fell on him, she knew her reminders meant nothing.

No words were exchanged while he took an appraisal of the white lace thigh-high stockings and matching garters. His eyes rose, leaving fire in their wake as they skimmed across her torso and lingered on her naked breasts. “Turn around…please,” he said, exaggerating the last word. She narrowed her gaze but complied with his command.

kinktober day 2 ass worship

Even though her back was turned, she could feel him ogling her hips and ass. “Do you like what you see, Mr. Priestly?” she asked over her shoulder. He lifted his head and the corners of his mouth hinted at a smile.

“Come here,” he said meeting her eyes. The heat she saw there caused a shudder to run the length of her spine. She dipped her head slightly and turned, hoping he didn’t notice her shaky knees.

His eyes didn’t leave her face as she slowly took the few steps to his chair. She wanted to look away but kept her vision centered on his gold tie bar. The moment she was within arm’s length, he reached out and gripped her thigh. She gasped and his eyes darkened. Her entire body trembled as he grazed the thin fabric covering her thighs and she struggled not to fidget.

“How have you been, Ms. Washington?” he asked, his voice calm and even despite the wild look in his eyes.

“I’ve been well. And you?” she replied, hoping he didn’t catch the slight waver in her tone.

He’s just a man. She chanted those words over and over as his hands skimmed her waist, hips, and belly. But with each touch, the fire inside her grew until it threatened to blaze out of control. 

Don’t do it. Don’t beg. That’s what he wants. Don’t give in. Her resolve reduced to slight whimpers when he leaned forward and planted a series of feathery kisses beneath her navel.

Her willpower shattered completely when he licked a circle around her belly button. She moaned and dug into his shoulders, despite all efforts to keep her arms at her side. They met eyes and the world around them faded to black. She lost balance when he spun her around but stayed upright thanks to his firm hold on her waist.

Staring at the tips of her white stiletto heels, her entire body quivered as his hands roamed over the curves of her hips and ass. She bit her lip when his fingers brushed between her cleft. “You know, I can’t get your ass out of my mind,” he said and her insides swirled. “Fuck, woman, I can’t stop thinking about you.” Destiny clenched her thighs, trying to stave the waves of heat threatening to drown out her good sense. But she couldn’t prevent the yelp that escaped her throat when he landed a firm cup-handed slap to her ass.

Her walls contracted and her stomach dived as his tongue swirled over the stinging spot. Several hard smacks later, she reached the point of no return. Each rigid pop sent ripples of desire to her clit. She wanted to beg for more but gritted her teeth instead. Don’t give in. He’s just any man, she reminded herself as his hands dug into her cheeks. She quelled the urge to move when he spread them wide, but the moment his tongue pushed past her tight rim she gave up on the incessant reminders – and gave into him.

“Yeah, baby. You know what I came here for,” he said as she whimpered his name. “Give me what I want.” Her nipples swelled to tight peaks at his command. She reached back and grabbed a tuft of his thick, sandy hair and pushed his head deeper between her cheeks. His moans of pleasure drove her wild. So did the constant swirl of his tongue against her puckered flesh.

An electric charge radiated throughout her, sending tiny jolts from her toes to her clit. She cried out his name, clueless as to why she allowed him to fetishize her body. But then he pulled back and muttered words that put everything into perspective. “I’ll worship you forever,” he said into her eyes. And as he buried his face between her cheeks once again, she knew his words were true. He would worship her ass forever, or for as long as she allowed.

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