Master and Submissive | By : sugarkisses Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 5702 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own or know CM Punk/Phil Brooks, I make no money from this. This is a work of ficttion! |
I awaken from a deep sleep with a moan… I look around: Punk is not beside me. No, he is between my legs, gently licking my pussy and clit.
“Sir?” I question, leaning up to look at him and biting my lower lip in pleasure as his tongue swipes over me.
“Easy, baby” he responds, pausing to place a kiss on the inside of my left thigh. “It’s just your Pussy Monster, and he’s hungry…”
God, but his words turn me on. Maybe I should be angry with him for waking me up because he’s horny, but I just can’t be.
“Mmm” Punk moans, running just the tip of his tongue over me, “You’re so sweet, baby”
My mind is turning to mush, but I manage to ask, “Sir, may I touch your head?”
He chuckles against my pussy and leans up to tenderly kiss my naked mound. “Yes, you may… and you’re a good girl for asking first”
Oh, yes… I slide my hands down and softly caress his hair, drawing my fingernails over his scalp. He goes back to licking me slowly, as if he is savoring my taste. His lips encircle my clit and suck tenderly until I start to tremble…
“Oh, sir…” I cry out, shifting my hips ever so gently.
“I told you I was hungry, pussycat” Punk states, caressing my inner thighs with his hands. “I’m enjoying my meal…”
His words make me groan. I only wish that I could have at his cock at the same time, but I can tell by his tone of voice that he won’t have it. Instead of asking him, I allow myself to sink down into the mattress and enjoy what he’s doing. His movements are so loving, so tender… The words just spill from my lips… “Sir… oh, I love you…”
“Mmm, I know you do, baby… you’re my sweet little girl”
I moan once more, feeling the softness of his brownish-red locks between my fingers. I know better than to pull at his hair, so instead I play with it as he continues to pleasure me. His tongue is so goddamn good: he lathes me slowly from my entrance to my nub and then sticks his tongue inside of me. I jump a bit at this…
Punk likes my reaction: he growls lowly and does it again. His left hand slides under my buttock to steady me and his right travels up to my breasts, gently pinching my nipples to an agonizing hardness.
I hiss softly and caress the top of his head.
“So nice and juicy” he breathes. “I love making you wet”
Mmm, he’s damn good at it. I’m not used to being perused in such a slow manner, but it feels incredibly good.
Once he’s satisfied that my nipples are hard, his right hand joins his left, his fingers digging into my other buttock.
“Pussycat, raise your knees”
I obey, pulling my legs up so that my feet are firmly planted on the bed. He nuzzles my thighs even further apart with his bearded cheeks before setting himself on me again.
A deep orgasm is building within me, I can feel it. My entire body starts to quiver with anticipation as I lay there on the bed.
Punk only chuckles at this and continues to lick me leisurely…
“Oh, sir” I whine, taking my hands from his head and grasping the sheets. I make fists with the material and pull…
“What are you waiting for, honey?” he queries softly, “I want you to come”
His words are my undoing. Tilting my head back, I cry out loudly and let my orgasm wash over me. Oh my god, it’s so good… nice, slow, deep waves as he keeps going, riding through it all with me.
I’m left a breathless mess: my body feels liquid and so warm. Punk gives me a few moments to relish the feeling, and then he climbs back up beside me, reaching out to pinch my left nipple.
I gasp and turn to him to find him smiling at me in the moonlight.
“Do you like how I woke you up?” he asks, tweaking my other nipple.
I hiss and turn my body so that I face him. “I love it, sir” I confess, scooting close to him on the mattress. I kiss him softly at first, pausing to lick my juices from his chin and lips.
“Love it when you do that” Punk comments, grinning. “You are one delicious girl”
“Mmm, sir” I respond, placing my hands on his chest, “I’m not as delicious as you”
He chuckles at my comment and brings my right hand down to his cock. “I need some attention, babe”
Indeed he does: I can tell just from wrapping my hand around his dick that he is swollen and aching. With my thumb, I smear his precome on the head and smile as I kiss him once more.
Punk groans when I begin to gently tug at him, returning my kiss by sliding his tongue against mine.
Oh, but there’s a power that I feel as I stroke him. I’m still his good little submissive, and I feel such love and pride that he’s allowing me to pleasure him… it’s so heady that I can make him moan, that I can make him come…
“Sir” I breathe, breaking our kiss and licking my lips, “May I suck you?”
He smiles largely and reaches out with his left hand to cup my cheek. “Oh, yes, honey… you can suck me off. I want to give you my come”
I kiss him again, chastely, and make my way down his body, pausing to lick and nip at his skin. I get to his “Straight Edge” tattoo and find myself drawing my tongue all the way across the arcing script. Punk sighs at this and knits his fingers into my hair. He doesn’t push me downward: no, he allows me to nibble at him as I like.
When I finally get to his cock, the head is dripping just as I like it: I lick his slit to gather all of his flavor, moaning at his taste. “Delicious” I murmur, breaking etiquette.
Punk lets it slide as I set my mouth on him, slowly taking his entire length into my mouth. I gag a bit but manage to hold on for a moment before I pull back.
“Pussycat… are you settling in for a meal down there?” he queries.
I can hear the joviality in his voice, and as I release him for a moment, I find myself giggling. “Mmm, yes, sir” I answer, stroking him gently with my right hand. “I’m VERY hungry”
“Good… I have so much to give you”
That’s a crack about his size, but I find myself laughing along with him and then placing my lips around his cockhead. I suck him into my mouth easily, running my tongue all around his ridges and veins. God, but I love sucking him, love the way that he’s so hard and yet the skin on his cock is so nice and soft.
I slide my right hand around his body and find his left buttock. His flesh is toned and incredible to touch. I softly dig my nails into him so that I have a firm grasp… I purr as I suck him.
“Oh, honey… those vibrations feel so good” Punk whispers. Both of his hands are in my hair, alternately stroking and pulling at my tresses.
I whine in response, moving up and down his length slowly. He’s so fucking yummy… I could suck him for hours. Pulling back, I tell him so and he laughs smugly.
“I could go for hours of this” he sighs, drawing his fingernails over my scalp. “As a matter of fact, I’m in no hurry to come, pussycat, so you just take your time”
I do exactly as he says, making each movement of mine as loving as I can. I even dare to gently scrape my teeth over him, hoping that he will like it: indeed he does.
“Ooh…” Punk cries. “That’s so strange…”
“Does it hurt, sir?” I immediately ask, afraid that I’ve injured him.
“No, babe, it’s just… different…”
“In a bad way, sir?” I query, stroking him from base to tip.
“Pussycat, you know I’ll tell you if I don’t like something. Don’t you worry… now put your mouth back on me…”
Obeying him, I return to his cock, bathing it with my tongue. I explore every ridge, every bit of him as I slide my right hand upward and find his pierced left nipple. I use my fingertips to caress the piercing as I take him into my mouth once more.
“Oh, yes” he sighs, pulling at my hair.
I moan around him and slowly switch over to his right nipple, teasing it just as I had its twin. Really, he has beautiful nipples, and the piercings just make them that much sexier.
His breathing begins to quicken and his body jerks a bit… I know just what he’s feeling: it’s the same as when I felt the big orgasm building within me a few minutes ago. I redouble my efforts, being as sweet to him as I can be. I lick and suck his big cock and continue to play with his nipples until I know that he is on the edge. At that moment, I bring both of my hands down and take a firm hold of his hips: not enough to hurt by any means, just enough to steady the both of us.
“Oh-ho” Punk laughs, starting to pant. “Oh, baby, I’m going to come in your mouth… Do you want that?”
“Mmm” I answer, knowing that the vibrations from my humming will go straight through his cock.
“My girl wants my come?” he asks tensely, both of his hands on my head.
“Mmm-hmm” I reply. I can’t speak with him in my mouth, but at the moment, I don’t think that he minds that I didn’t say “sir”.
“Baby, I am going to blow” he warns me through gritted teeth. “Here it comes…”
His fingers tighten in my hair and his hips involuntarily lurch forward…
The first jet fills my mouth and I swallow greedily just before the second one. Above me, he is grunting and swearing…
“Keep going” he orders with a hiss. “Suck it all out of me…”
Oh, but I do, relishing every last drop. His fluid is so salty-sweet, absolutely fucking delicious.
I don’t give up until he tenderly pulls me away: he has grown sensitive again.
“Oh, baby…” Punk manages to say, bringing me up to face him.
We cling to each other, and I note with no small amount of satisfaction that he is gasping for breath.
“That was, by far, the most loving and incredible blowjob I’ve ever had” he praises, kissing my forehead.
I rub his shoulders and smile: I wanted him to feel the love that I have for him in it, just as I had felt his affection for me when he was going down on me.
“Oh, fuck” he swears, stroking my back. “I think I can get a few more hours of sleep now, pussycat”
“Sir” I whisper, turning my head so that my ear is pressed over his heart. “Sir, I love you…”
“I know, honey… and I think that you know how I feel about you now, too”
Goddamn… tears pool in my eyes and it takes all of my strength to keep from crying at his words.
“Easy” Punk reprimands, sensing my emotion. “No tears, now… sleep, babe”
Holding on to him in the darkness, I close my eyes and somehow manage to do just that.
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TBC
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