2. Digits
The blindfold came off, and Sway took a minute to let her eyes focus
The blindfold came off, and Sway took a minute to let her eyes focus. When she could finally see, she noticed that they were in an empty field somewhere that was definitely miles from their Long Beach apartment. It was a warm night, and it occurred to her that she definitely didn't need her coat.
She reached to take her coat off when Memphis pulled her closer to him on the bonnet of the car. He pressed his lips to hers and Sway welcomed the invasion of her mouth by his tongue. As they battled with one another's mouth, Memphis began to undo the buttons on her full-length coat, one by one.
As the coat began to open, she felt a breeze against her chest, but thought nothing of it, as she had been wearing a low-cut top at work. As the last of the buttons was undone, Memphis stood and pushed her back onto the hood of the car, at the same time, pulling the coat open.
It was only then that she noticed that her clothes and underwear had been taken off her, and she was left only in her knee-length boots and trench-coat. She began to say something, but was cut off as Memphis began to rub her clitoris with his thumb, and lowered his mouth to tease it with his tongue instead.
The moment his tongue began to massage the sensitive spot, she was paralysed. She could only move her hands to grip the sides of the car as the pleasure began to pulse through her body. She began to pant heavily in rhythm with the movement of Memphis' tongue, her opening becoming wider and wetter with each breath.
After a few minutes, her thoughts were screaming with pleasure, but begging for more, pleading for him to penetrate her somehow. As though he had read her mind, Memphis forced Sway to take in a sharp breath as his fingers delved into her cavity, twisting and pumping. Her breathing became deeper and heavier as Memphis pumped his fingers faster and faster within her.
He lifted his head to concentrate more on fingering her and massaging her deprived G-spot. As he began to press harder against her nerve-dense spot, she began to writhe and moan and her head forced itself back. Her temperature soared, and the sensation of pleasure pulsed through her body in waves, each time he pressed against her G-spot. His fingers twisted within her, each time the pleasure increased and her back arched more and more, as she came closer and closer to climax.
Within minutes she was there, right on the edge. But at the moment she expected it to come, Memphis slowed the movement of his fingers, which meant that she would not cum, but kept her on the edge.
"Memphis!" She moaned it more than said it, needing the orgasm now more than she needed air.
"Not until you beg." He said it so simply and slyly, grinning at her, as he held her on the verge of orgasm. He knew that she hated begging and she wouldn't until it became too much to bear. Which he knew wouldn't be very long.
She writhed more and more, her shaft become more wet and wide with each passing second, until it began to tighten slightly, and Memphis knew that the tension was building within her. Her back arched and her temples pulsed with the pressure of the building climax that would not be released until she begged. And she hated begging.
It was soon too much. With each stroke of his fingers within her, she needed the orgasm more and more. She tried to fight the climax, and lost. The pressure was too much.
"Memphis, please…" she almost whispered it. It had become so difficult to speak.
"What, I can't hear you." he almost giggled as he said it.
"Please! I need it. I NEED IT! PLEASE!" she grew louder each sentence she spoke.
"OK then" he said it as though he had just decided it, and pummelled her G-spot over and over. Her moaning grew louder, and within seconds, she climaxed. Her G-spot became more sensitive with each stroke. Her moans were almost deafening, as Memphis massaged the tender area within her, her walls closed tighter around his fingers.
The release was bliss, the tension melted away as the level of her pleasure soared, pulsing with his hand. He kissed her torso, relishing the sensation as her abs twitched in time with the movement of his fingers. When he was certain that she had thoroughly enjoyed his digits, he stopped, and withdrew from her cavity and kissed her.