AnalingusThe sound of the handcuffs ratcheting closed around my wrists and behind my back echoed in my head. The silk scarf then covered my eyes and pressed against my skull as she tied the knot behind my head, securing it in place. I felt her hands on each side of my head, holding it steady and I felt the cold, concrete floor numb my kneecaps as I knelt, now completely naked. I heard the sound of multiple pairs of high-heeled stilettos clicking against the floor as what I assumed to be an all-female audience entered the room. The sweet scent of a mixture of different fragrances assaulted my nose and made my head spin. Women always smell so good. I felt pressure pushing my head forward and I felt the skin of another’s ass against my face. “Lick.”I don’t know who gave the command, but her voice echoed throughout the room. As I tentatively opened my mouth and extended my tongue, I heard a soft sigh from the woman standing in front of me when my tongue made contact with her puckered flesh. I could tell she was freshly bathed and waxed. Her skin tasted sweet, like sugar, and was buttery smooth. She pressed back against my tongue and moaned audibly when my tongue slipped past the ring of her sphincter. I felt her fingertips brush against my chin and realized she had reached between her thighs and was pleasuring herself. It wasn’t long until I could smell her arousal. My tongue and jaw began to ache as I worked my tongue in and out of her puckered bud. Every time I pulled back to take a breath, she pushed back and the hands holding my head pushed me forward, driving my tongue deeper inside her. My chin was now sticky as she plunged her fingers inside her sex. Her audible sounds of pleasure now filled the room and I could hear the others who were watching, nervously chatter and comment on the intensity of the scene playing out before them. My thoughts were then interrupted by the screams of pleasure as I felt her bear down and press back against my face with a force I had not yet felt. Her body trembled and I felt her ass milking my tongue as she rode the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. When she caught her breath, she pulled away and my face, now wet, felt cold at the loss of her body heat as the cool room air bathed my skin. I gasped, filling my lungs with a deep breath, and felt my chest expand. She then wiped her fingers on my cheek, marking me with her scent, and then pressed her glistening fingers into my mouth, letting me taste the pleasure I had given.
