One kiss on your forehead becomes a shower all over your face. They trailed down your cheeks to your shoulders. He bites on your flesh nibbling on your shoulder and neck. Bite marks trail down your neck to the curve of your shoulder stamping every place he had been. You bite your lip as his hand slides up your shirt fondling your breast. A gasp escaped your lips as he pressed his crotch between your legs. He slowly grinds against you pinching your nipples and kissing your flesh. You can feel him getting harder pushing against your lips with his member. He was ravaging your body making your toes curl. You dig your heels into the bed as Yoosung pushed harder. He slips off your shirt slowly watching you shiver as the shirt glides along your skin. He kisses your chest licking your supple breasts.
“Let’s try this…” Yoosung reaches over the bed lifting up rope and a slip of fabric. Straddling your waist, he binds your wrists in front of you and blindfolds you. “Are you okay?” His hand softly caresses your cheek. You whisper a yes, you’re fine.
Back to work, Yoosung places both hands along the sides of your body sliding them down to your hips reveling in the texture of your skin. His fingers pulled teasingly at the band of your panties.
“Should I….?” He whispers to you. You nod.
He pulls them off of you. You hear a small sniff sound and the fabric hits the floor. The warmth in the palm of his hands connects with your inner thigh. A long slithering tongue buries itself between your walls.
You push against your restraints gripping the sheets with your toes. He holds down your legs dramatically licking you up. The texture of his tongue rubs your clit slowly then comes back with the tip inside you and back up your clit. You cry out Yoosungs name lifting your back off the bed.
“Yoosung…oh please…” you beg for more. He replies by stuffing his finger in alternating from in and out to bending it over and over. His finger moves faster mimicking the increased speed of his tongue.
Crying out how close you were, his fingers suddenly withdrew. Your body was trembling on the precipice of pleasure. You lift your head and blindly look around calling his name in a panic.
“Yoosu-“you scream halfway through his name. A thick rod had penetrated your body. It pulled in and out forcing out your moans. You concede to the sensation spreading your legs wider. Yoosungs breath brushed your skin as his body leaned over yours. His panting and groans blended with yours picking up speed. His body tenses on top of yours. He bites down hard on your shoulder licking your flesh.
“Yoo….sung…I’m…” your voice rises to a new pitch coming so very close. He sits up and grabs your bound wrists. Pulling, he uses it as leverage to dig deep and thrust into you harder. His final thrust shot waves of cum on you coating your body in a warm sticky liquid.
Blushing feverishly, Yoosung finishes cumming and looks at you. He unties your wrist and removes your blindfold kissing you.
“I…I had fun…being the leader…” he chuckles nervously.