Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 894: Tongue Deep in Officer Sarah’s Unwashed Hole

Sarah moaned hard, the sound raw and broken, vibrating through her body and straight into mine. ”Yeah... just like that... aaaahhh... hhmmmm... lick it... scrape it with that tongue... fuck yes...”

Her full weight settled heavier on my face—cheeks spreading wide around my mouth and nose, smothering me completely in hot, soft flesh.

My nose buried deep in the cleft of her ass, every inhale flooded with her unfiltered scent: thick, musky sweat from a long shift, the sharp, earthy tang of her unwashed asshole, a faint salty bitterness that made my cock jump untouched against my abs. It was nasty, primal, overwhelming—exactly the kind of filthy she’d been promising—and I couldn’t get enough.

With my wrists cuffed high above my head, chained to the headboard, I had zero leverage. No hands to grab her hips, no fingers to spread her wider or pull her down harder. All I could do was tilt my head back as far as the blindfold and restraints allowed and plunge my tongue deeper into her tight, puckered hole.

I swirled it in slow, deliberate circles first—tracing the wrinkled rim, tasting the faint film of sweat and natural musk—then pushed straight in, spearing past the resistant ring until my tongue was buried as deep as it could go.

Sarah’s thighs quivered around my ears. Her gloved hands dug into her own ass cheeks, spreading herself even wider so I could reach further.

”Deeper... fuck... get in there... clean my dirty little asshole... taste how nasty I’ve been keeping it for you...” Her voice cracked into a high whimper as my tongue fucked in and out—wet, sloppy thrusts that made obscene schlick-schlick

sounds against her rim.
”You can’t even grab me... can’t even hold my hips while you eat my ass... just cuffed there like a good little prisoner... tongue-fucking my filthy hole while your cock leaks all over your stomach...”

She rocked forward and back—grinding her asshole against my mouth in slow, filthy circles—smearing her scent across my lips, my chin, my nose.

Every time she pressed down, my nostrils filled completely with her musk; every lift let me gasp a quick breath before she smothered me again. My face was slick now—coated in her juices, my own spit, the faint bitterness of her ass—dripping down my cheeks and neck in warm trails.

My cock throbbed painfully—untouched, straining upward, the head dark and swollen, pre-cum pouring in thick, steady ropes that ran down my cock, over my balls, soaking the sheets beneath me. The denial made every lick feel more intense; every time her asshole clenched around my tongue, my dick twitched violently, begging for friction that wasn’t coming.

Sarah reached back with one gloved hand—fingers slick from her own pussy—and wrapped them loosely around my cock. She didn’t stroke. Just held—squeezing the base in time with each thrust of my tongue into her ass.

”Feel how hard you are...?” she panted, voice wrecked. ”Leaking like a faucet just from eating my nasty ass... bet Gabriela never let you tongue-fuck her dirty hole like this... bet she was too clean, too proper... but me? I’m filthy for you... sweaty... musky... haven’t wiped all day properly just so you could taste every bit of it...”

She clenched her asshole hard around my tongue—pulsing, milking it like a tiny mouth—then released, letting me plunge even deeper. A fresh gush of her pussy cream dripped down my chin; she smeared it across my face with her free hand, marking me.

”Lick harder... scrape the walls... get every nasty bit... aaaahhh... yes... fuck... right there... you’re making me so wet... my cunt’s dripping all over your chest... but you don’t get to fuck it yet... not until I’ve cum on your face... not until you’ve swallowed every drop of my ass...”

Her hips bucked faster—riding my tongue now in short, desperate jerks. Her moans turned into continuous, high-pitched cries—raw, animal, unashamed.

The cap on her head tilted crookedly; sweat beaded on her lower back and trickled down her crack, adding a fresh layer of salty tang to my tongue. My jaw ached, my tongue burned from the effort, but I didn’t stop—couldn’t stop—diving deeper, swirling faster, sucking gently on the rim before spearing back in.

Sarah’s body started to shake—thighs clamping tight around my head, ass cheeks trembling against my face. ”I’m gonna cum... fuck... gonna cum all over your mouth... from your tongue in my dirty asshole... aaaahhh... don’t stop... don’t you dare stop... eat it... eat my nasty hole while I soak your face...”

Her orgasm hit hard—back arching, a long, shuddering scream tearing from her throat. Her asshole pulsed wildly around my tongue—clenching and releasing in frantic waves—while her pussy gushed fresh slick down my chin and neck.

She ground down one last time—smothering me completely—riding out the aftershocks until her legs gave out and she collapsed forward, ass still pressed to my mouth, panting like she’d run a marathon.

My cock was a mess—pre-cum pooled on my stomach in thick puddles, cock twitching with denied need, balls aching so badly it hurt to breathe.

Sarah lifted slowly—cheeks parting with a wet sound—then turned to face me again. Her lips were swollen, eyes glassy, cap askew. She leaned down, breath hot against my ear.

”Good boy... You ate my filthy ass like you were starving... now... maybe... just maybe... I’ll let that cock feel something warmer than air.”

But she didn’t move to mount me. Instead, she straddled my chest—pussy hovering just above my chin—dripping one last drop onto my lips.

”Beg me again,” she whispered, voice wrecked but still commanding. ”Tell me how much better my nasty holes are than Gabriela’s... and maybe I’ll sink down and ride you until you explode inside me.”

The cuffs rattled. My cock throbbed helplessly. The punishment was far from over.

Sarah’s breath hitched at my words—her wrecked whisper turning into a sharp, amused inhale. The mattress creaked as she shifted forward again, straddling my hips properly now, her dripping pussy hovering just above my straining cock. Through the AI Lens, I watched her eyes narrow with wicked delight, lips curling into a dangerous smile.

”I would never beg...” I repeated, voice low and taunting, letting a dark chuckle rumble through my chest. ”I don’t believe you can hold yourself back once you take my cock deep inside you. You’ll be the one screaming for more... not me.”

The cuffs rattled again as I flexed my arms—testing, teasing—reminding her I was still helpless, still hers to torment. My cock gave a violent twitch beneath her, the head brushing the slick heat of her outer lips, smearing pre-cum across her swollen folds.

Sarah’s laugh was breathy, dangerous. ”Really...?”