Ayana — Face Sitting And Feet Worship
Soft voice. Gentle smile. Quiet control.
Ayana lounged on the plush couch, one leg dangling over the armrest as she waited for her man to get home from work. The Asian-Jamaican beauty had her dark hair pulled back in a messy bun and was clad only in a tiny G-string that left little to the imagination. Her smooth caramel skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat from the oppressive heat.
She heard the front door open and sat up with a grin, already feeling her pussy twitch in anticipation. Jake stepped into the living room, eyes widening as he took in the sight of his lover sprawled out on the couch.
“Hey baby,” he said, voice heavy with lust. “You’re looking extra fine today.”
Ayana smirked, rising from the couch and sauntering over to him. She ran a finger down his chest, pressing her body against his.
“Oh, you know me,” she purred, “always ready to be worshipped.”
She grabbed his hand and led him over to the couch, pushing him down onto the cushions. Jake went willingly, eyes never leaving her scantily clad form.
“On your back,” Ayana commanded, standing over him with a wicked grin. “I think it’s time for some face sitting.”
Jake moaned at the suggestion, scrambling to obey. He laid back, head pillowed on the armrest and eyes riveted on Ayana’s pussy as she shimmied out of her G-string and threw it aside.
“God, I fucking love this cunt,” he groaned, running his hands up her thighs in reverence. “It’s so fucking perfect.”
Ayana smirked, grabbing his hair and using it to pull him closer. “Yeah? Then show me how much you love it,” she demanded, grinding her soaked folds against his lips. “Lick up every drop of my juices and make me cum all over your fucking face!”
Jake complied eagerly, tongue delving between her lips to lap at her clit. Ayana gasped at the contact, feeling a rush of pleasure flood her body. She ground harder against his mouth, using his hair to guide him exactly where she wanted.
“Fuck yes, just like that,” she moaned, hips bucking wildly. “Worship this sweet pussy like the good little cuck you are!”
Jake doubled his efforts, sucking and licking with abandon. Ayana could feel her orgasm building quickly, thighs quivering with each swipe of his tongue.
“I’m gonna cum,” she panted, grinding down harder. “Drink it all up, you fucking slut!”
With a scream, she obeyed, juices gushing out to splash across Jake’s cheeks and chin. He lapped it up greedily, eyes rolling back in his head as he chased his own release.
“Good boy,” Ayana praised breathlessly, using his hair to pull him back. “You’ve definitely earned a reward.”
She glanced down at his cock, seeing it straining against his pants. “Take those off,” she ordered imperiously, “I want to see what I’m working with.”
Jake scrambled to obey, shoving his pants and underwear down in one motion. His cock sprung free, already hard and leaking pre-cum. Ayana licked her lips in anticipation, reaching out to stroke him firmly.
“Mmmm, what a nice surprise,” she purred, running a thumb over his tip. “Looks like someone is excited to worship their queen.”
Jake moaned at the touch, hips bucking into her grip. “Yes ma’am,” he breathed, eyes dark with desire. “I’m always ready to serve you.”
Ayana smirked, pulling her hand away abruptly. “Not yet you don’t,” she teased, standing up and stepping away. “First, I want you to worship these feet of mine.”
She sat back down on the couch, legs spread wide. Jake groaned at the sight of her perfect pussy, all glistening pink folds and swollen clit.
“Crawl to me,” Ayana commanded, flexing her toes teasingly. “And show me how much you love every inch of your queen.”
Jake scrambled to obey, crawling on hands and knees until he was kneeling between her thighs. He looked up at her with reverence, bringing his face to her feet and nuzzling his cheek against her sole.
“Thank you for allowing me to worship you, Queen Ayana,” he breathed, pressing his lips to her instep. “Your feet are a fucking work of art.”
Ayana giggled, flexing her toes against his cheek. “Why thank you, dear subject,” she purred, eyes twinkling with mirth. “Now get to work and show me how badly you need to taste me.”
Jake needed no further encouragement – he dove in enthusiastically, lapping and sucking at her toes like a man starved. Ayana gasped at the sensation, feeling a fresh rush of arousal flood her body.
“Fuck yes, that’s it,” she moaned, grinding her heel into his mouth. “Worship this goddess and maybe I’ll let you cum later.”
Jake complied eagerly, slobbering and gagging as he licked every inch of her foot. Ayana could feel her pussy growing wetter with each swipe of his tongue, thighs quivering in anticipation.
“Shit, I’m close again,” she panted, pressing her foot against his cheek. “Make me cum all over your fucking face, boy!”
With a scream, she obeyed, juices gushing out to splash across Jake’s lips and chin. He lapped it up greedily, eyes rolling back in his head as he chased his own release.
“Good boy,” Ayana praised breathlessly, using her foot to stroke his cheek. “You’ve pleased your queen well today. Now be a good subject and clean up the mess you made.”
Jake nodded eagerly, immediately dropping to all fours and crawling towards the couch. Ayana grinned down at him, already feeling another orgasm building in her core.
“Good boy,” she purred, spreading her thighs wide in invitation. “Now get that pretty mouth to work and show me how much you love worshipping your queen’s cunt.”
Jake scrambled to obey, face diving between Ayana’s legs with a moan. She tangled a hand in his hair, pulling him closer and grinding down against his lips.
“Fuck yes, just like that,” she panted, feeling herself climb higher and higher with each swipe of his tongue. “Worship this pussy like the good little slave you are!”
Jake doubled his efforts, tongue delving deep inside her folds to lap at her juices. Ayana cried out at the sensation, hips bucking wildly as she felt herself hurtling towards another climax.
“I’m gonna cum again,” she warned, grinding down harder. “Drink it all up and show me what a good cock sleeve you are!”
With a scream, she obeyed, juices gushing out to splatter across Jake’s face. He lapped it up eagerly, eyes dark with lust as he continued to suck and lick even after she was spent.
“Fucking hell,” Ayana groaned, collapsing back onto the couch with a satisfied sigh. “You really know how to please your queen, don’t you?”
Jake grinned up at her, eyes still glazed over with arousal. “Always, my Queen,” he purred, pressing a reverent kiss to her inner thigh. “My only purpose is to serve and worship you.”
Ayana smirked down at him, already feeling another rush of desire flood her body. She looked over at Jake’s still-hard cock, licking her lips in anticipation.
“Well then,” she purred, rising from the couch and strutting towards the bedroom. “Let’s take this to the bedroom and I’ll show you how I like my subjects to worship my tight pussy.”