Gorgeous Ebony Girl With Perfect Body Gives Edging Experience Of a Lifetime- TT S0E0

The sun danced across her chocolate skin as her lithe, nubile body undulated with sensual grace. Every curve was a masterpiece, from the swell of her pert breasts to the round globes of her firm ass. The ebony temptress before us was a goddamn vision, and we were all about to experience euphoria at her deft, skillful hands.

Her name was Destiny, and she had one helluva destiny to fulfill – making men weak in the knees with sheer, lustful ecstasy. With a coy, coquettish smile playing across her full, shapely lips, she beckoned me with a slender finger, emerald eyes sparkling with mischief and unbridled desire.

“No panties today?” I asked, lust thickening my voice as I drank in the sight of her.

Destiny chuckled, her breasts bouncing hypnotically with the movement. “Nothing under this robe, baby. You like?”

Fuck, did I ever. “Come over here,” I growled.

She sauntered closer, the sheer silken robe fluttering around her like a second skin, hinting at all the glorious secrets hidden within. Destiny spun slowly, displaying the shape of her and glancing back at me over one sculpted shoulder. With an enticing shimmy, the robe slithered off her shoulders and pooled at her feet.

“Damn,” I breathed, absolutely plastered by the sight of her sexy curves on complete display. Destiny smirked at my awed expression and crooked her finger.

“On the bed, lover. Lie down for me,” she purred.

I needed no further invitation, quickly shedding my clothes and sprawling out on the plush bedding. The mattress dipped under Destiny’s weight as she crawled up my body, nuzzling against the heat between my thighs. I groaned, already painfully, achingly hard.

The throaty giggle Destiny let out vibrated through me. “Getting antsy already, are we?” she teased. “We’ll have to fix that.”

She ran her hands up and down my legs, light and torturously teasing touches that left music in her wake. The feeling of her soft skin sliding against mine, exploring every inch of me, had me squirming and panting. My cock was leaking and twitching with need, yearning for the warm, wet feel of her mouth.

“Please,” I whimpered, lost to the storm of sensation. “Need your mouth…”

“Mmm, so desperate for me,” Destiny hummed, her breath hot against my straining erection. “Not yet, baby. Gonna make you wait for it.”

I was whining at this point, pleading for any relief. But Destiny was merciless, splaying my thighs wide to lap at my swollen balls instead. The obscene, wet sound of sucking filled the room as she took her time lavishing attention on the sensitive skin. My cock wept with neglect, drooling clear precum on my belly.

Finally, interminably, Destiny wrapped her fingers around my thick shaft and pumped slowly, oh so slowly. Her tongue flicked out to taste the weeping slit, and I bucked wildly at the contact, desperate for more. But her grip tightened, holding me in place as she took me into her wet heat inch by excruciating inch.

My low, broken moan became a strangled curse as she sealed her lips around me, supple lower lip stretched taut against my base. She swallowed around my length, pulling off with a small pop. Destiny grinned up at me wickedly, emerald eyes slit with arousal, and dove back onto my cock.

She bobbed her head, fast and filthy, her plump lips wrapped snugly around my girth and her tongue laving my underside. It was too good, too intense, and I could already feel my release building even though she had barely been at it for a couple of minutes. My hips pumped shallowly as she hilted me over and over, her nose burying in my pubes.

“Do not fucking cum yet,” Destiny commanded around a mouthful of my cock. “Not until I say you can.”

I bit back a snarl, fingers fisting in the bedsheets until my knuckles turned white. She was killing me slowly, dragging me to the precipice again and again, only to slow her movements to a semblance of control. The torture of being on the razor’s edge for so long had me drenched in sweat, every muscle locked with tension.

“I can’t…” I gritted out. “Fuck, need to…”

Destiny pulled off with an obscene pop, licking her lips. “Mmm, you taste good,” she breathed, thumb smoothing the bead of moisture from my tip. “I think you’ve earned your reward.”

She took me into her mouth again, not stopping this time as she swallowed around my aching length. I wasn’t going to last a second longer. With a guttural cry, I buried my hands in her tight curls and erupted down her throat, pulse after pulse of thick come painting her tongue.

Destiny swallowed it all, nursing at the head of my spent cock until I twitched sensitively. She pulled back with a gasp, lips kiss-swollen and chin wet with spit. Her throat worked as she swallowed, and I reveled in the sight of her.

Post-orgasmic bliss washed over me as I struggled to catch my breath. Destiny crawled up to lay next to me, rolled onto her side to look down at my face. She carded her fingers through my hair, humming in satisfaction.

“That was a good warm-up,” she said smugly. “Ready for round two?”

I just grinned up at her, pulse already picking up pace again despite my exhaustion. There was surely no rest for the wicked when Destiny’s working her voodoo.

With a throaty laugh, she reached for the lube, expression determined. The night was still young, and she had warned me she intended to push me to my limits – to walk the line between pleasure and pain over and over until we were both ruined.

This was going to be one hell of a ride.