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Emilia Clarke - Lick it first
« on: January 03, 2021, 11:14:40 AM »
Emilia Clarke – Lick It First

This story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject. This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18 please stop reading now. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidental. All characters portrayed in this story are over 18. Do not use this without my permission. (c) Copyright Viper_Noj 2002 onwards. Now, on with the story!

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The dark chill of the winter’s evening seemed to wrap around everything, the chill permeating everything it touched; Emilia Clarke wished she’d worn stockings to go with her party dress as she hurried briskly to her friends apartment for the birthday celebrations she’d put on. The biting edge of the breeze lapped at her bare legs and swirled up beneath her skirt to tease at the delicate black thong she had on; she’d gone for some sexy panties, the wide lace waistband smoothly wrapped around her hips as the sheer design showed off her neat dark landing strip of pubic hair. Well it would at least, to anyone that was lucky enough to get a glimpse up her skirt. She pulled her coat around her tightly as she clicked rapidly across the pavement on her high heels to the door of the plush apartment block her friend lived in, shivered as she got inside and made her way to the lifts. She was relieved to be away from the elements as the lift ascended the tower block to the 15th floor where her friend lived.

“Hey! Come in, come in,” he friend Becky said as she held the apartment door wide and encouraged the diminutive actress into her home, closing it behind her as Emilia shrugged off the big coat and revealed herself as she hung it up. She was wearing a short black halter dress that sparkled in the light, her firm C-cups pushed up by a strapless bra underneath it, natural brunette hair tumbling down over her naked back and black silk high heels with a simple red bow on.

“Damn, nice dress,” Becky commented, checking out her smooth back as she shrugged off the coat, Emilia turning around with a smile.

“You like it?” she asked.

“It’s gorgeous, looks great on you. I’m sure you’ll get plenty of attention tonight,” she replied.

“Oh stop it,” Emilia giggled, playing it down though frankly that was exactly what she wanted; she’d been single for a while and felt vastly underappreciated, her curvy body seeming to have gone far too long without the touch of someone else. She wasn’t really just looking for a hook up though, she wanted to meet someone who could offer more and she just seemed struck by bad luck lately and hadn’t met anyone that she clicked with properly at all. Emilia strutted into the party and surveyed the group of people already assembled, checking the gathering for anybody she knew as the music took over all around her, stereo pumping out the tunes and invigorating the guests. She had already sent her friend a bottle of champagne directly to celebrate her birthday and decided she needed something similar, helping herself to a glass of white wine and getting into the party.

Emilia wasn’t ignorant of the glances her way, coming from men and women alike as she danced casually and drank her wine, the cool, refreshing beverage slipping down far too easily. The night got going and a glass became several as she danced, becoming more overt and animated, her short skirt flicking up, dangerously close to exposing her sexy lacy panties to anyone watching. Her high heels clacked on the floor as she laughed and danced with some friends, producers and writers she’d worked with as well as other actors and actresses.

“Having a good time then,” Becky said, sliding in with her and almost shouting over the music.

“Yeah it’s great, happy birthday!” Emilia shouted back.

“Thanks,” Becky replied, slurring a little from her own adventures with champagne and more than a few shots that night. Emilia gave her a hug and they continued dancing, but out of the corner of her eye she caught a guy eyeing her up; he was being subtle about it, not staring directly at her or anything, instead stealing glances at her as he sipped his drink. When she locked eyes with him, essentially catching him in the act, he held her gaze and then let his eyes scan down to her feet and back up, taking in every curve and silky inch of bare skin before holding her gaze again for a fleeting moment then looking away. Quite clearly checking her out, Emilia was intrigued as he made no move to come over to her, sipping at the golden liquid in his glass as he turned away. He was tall, wearing a shirt and tie, looking very smart actually which only made her wonder who he really was as she rocked on her heels.

“Who’s that?” Emilia said, leaning in close to her friends ear.

“Who?” Becky questioned, looking up to hazily follow Emilia’s nod in the direction of the smartly dressed man.

“That guy in the suit?” she asked loudly.

“Yeah well...close enough. Who is he?” she said.

“He’s...a producer or writer, something like that. I don’t know him well, he’s a friend of a friend you know? He was on a project I did a while ago,” Becky said.

“Ok,” Emilia said slowly, the mystery only deepening.

“I think he likes you though,” Becky said, looking over her shoulder towards him as they danced to the music, catching him again glancing their way, not noticing Becky catching his gaze as his eyes settled on Emilia...well her back as she faced away from him, the smoothness of her shoulders as her brunette locks swayed over them.

“Yeah?” she replied, a little tingle going through her even though she’d already clocked him.

“Yeah, shake your ass a bit,” her friend giggled. Emilia laughed but did as she was directed, swaying her hips and pushing her butt out, slower motions at first, building up the pace and then giving a quick shake of it for him, her short black dress jiggling and jumping with her motion to show off her toned thighs. His eyes caught every move as he drank it in before he glanced away again, not intending to stare.

“Oh he’s definitely into you,” Becky said enthusiastically, sizing him up over Emilia’s shoulder.

“I noticed him looking before,” she replied.

“Go talk to him,” Becky urged.

“What? No, I don’t want to make the first move. What if we’re reading it wrong anyway?” Emilia said, suddenly nervous at the prospect.

“Don’t be silly, he’s totally yours, and I don’t think he’s gonna come and interrupt somehow. Besides, remember who you are, you’ve got it,” Becky said, playfully building her friend up and urging her to make the move.

“You’re right, I can have him if I want,” Emilia replied, cocky and confident with a smile.

“If you want,” her friend affirmed. They continued to dance for the rest of the song, the actress stealing glances back over her shoulder towards the guy in question before a lull in the music tempted her move. Downing the last of her wine, the last drop anyway, she stepped away from her friend and stood the glass down, heading for the makeshift bar to fix herself a shot of something hard to steel her nerves just a little bit more. Throwing back a shot of JD, she rasped at the burn in her throat and shoved the glass back down on the worktop, shaking her head and turning to head back across the party to where he was. She was surprised to glance around and find him gone, having moved from his place eyeing her up, only for her to see him coming straight towards her around the edge of the dancing guests.

Her heart jolted a moment as she stepped towards him, keeping her intention to approach, realising he’d been watching her escape the music and neck the shot, clearly deciding it was a perfect opportunity to speak with her. They met in the middle, near a handy corner where they could step back a little from the noise of it all, out the way of anybody.

“Hey,” she started, wanting to get the first move in, what was left of it at least.

“Hey, how you doing?” he said with a warm smile.

“I’m doing good, I’m Emilia,” she said, holding out her hand. He reached out and took her hand for a soft shake.

“I know,” he said with a wry smile, having obviously recognised her as he leaned down and lifted her hand to kiss it softly.

“Recognise me then,” she replied, shivering a little in excitement. She loved having her hand kissed, it was so romantic and traditional.

“Of course, I don’t live under a rock,” he replied.

“I’m glad,” she said with a short laugh, breaking the tension of it all, “people might talk.”

“I’m sure. So what brings you here?” he asked, taking a sip of his drink in his other hand.

“I’m a friend of the host, never miss one of her birthday parties,” she said, looking up into his face. She was only a diminutive 5’2 whilst he fairly towered over her at more than 6’ and gazed down into her with his piercing steel blue eyes, slim but well built. She could feel him absorbing her in turn, eyes momentarily flitting from her face to glance down her dress at her impressive rack.

“That’s loyalty right there. Great parties I take it?” he said.

“The best. How do you know Becky?” she enquired.

“I worked on a project with her a while ago, I came along mostly as a friend of a friend type thing,” he said.

“So you came for the free drinks huh, admit it,” Emilia said with a smile, winking.

“You got me,” he said with a playful smile, taking another sip from his glass.

“What are you drinking there?” she asked with a pointed finger.

“Bourbon,” he replied.

“May I?” she asked, holding her hand out hopefully.

“Sure,” he said, handing the glass over, their fingers touching around it as they exchanged the drink. She raised it to her nose, smelling the rich flavour of it before she slowly took a sip. She could smell the alcohol as the cool liquid spread across her tongue, the hit not immediate as she tasted it and swallowed. That was when the burn hit, kicking like a mule at the back end as shuddered and coughed, caught completely off guard.

“God, what is that?” she rasped, trying to control her coughing as she recovered.

“Obviously not your thing,” he replied with a smile, raising the glass and casually taking another sip.

“Obviously not,” she said, looking back at him with a smile of her own. She knew she’d been caught out, her attempt to appear cool and sophisticated as she broke him down falling apart.

“So what do you like to drink, Miss Clarke?” he said, addressing her properly, cutely.

“White wine mostly, I’ll be honest,” she said.

“Champagne?” he offered.

“Yeah I can definitely enjoy that too,” she giggled.

“Then let’s get you one, I think you need a drink,” he said and with that confidently took her hand to lead her round the outskirts of the party and back to the bar. Becky glanced over and watched Emilia with him, smiling at her friend seeming to get somewhere as even she could tell she needed a good, hard fuck if nothing else. He led her to the bar and immediately sought out a nice bottle of champagne, already open and ready to pour, quickly fixing her a glass and filling it smoothly with the delicious bubbly.

“Hey, I never got your name,” she said, as much a realisation to herself as pointing it out.

“No you didn’t. I’m David,” he replied, finishing her drink and pushing the glass towards her. She took it and enjoyed a deep sip, murmuring her pleasure at the taste of it.

“Thanks...David,” she said deliberately, giving a smile as she played on it.

“Want to dance?” he offered, draining the last of his bourbon and standing the glass down.

“I’d love to,” she replied, taking his hand and leading him into the crowd, balancing her glass in the other as they found a spot and got to it. They didn’t talk for the next however long, neither one of them kept track as they got into a rhythm with each other, their dancing starting out reasonably conservative but then devolving into much more. They became uninhibited, faster paced and passionate, Emilia losing her empty glass somewhere along the way as they got closer, hands sliding over one another, hers around his neck as she craned up for him, his on her waist or at her hips as they danced, never inappropriate but always temptingly close, teasing her skirt up a little or squeezing enough to feel her underwear through the fabric. Pulling closer together, her hands slid around his neck again; she really needed a good hard fucking tonight if nothing else, that was for sure. She wanted more but at the very least she needed carnal pleasure, and he was certainly interested and very up for it. At points when she’d ground against him she’d been able to feel him through his trousers, ready and waiting for her and she was sure he’d have no qualms about going home and sliding it inside her. It made her wet just thinking about it.

“Would you like to come back to my place?” she whispered, pushing up onto her toes to get close to his ear. He looked down at her with a smile as she pulled back.

“I’d love to,” he replied, heart pumping much faster than his outward appearance would suggest.

“Let me get my coat then,” she replied, giving a wink and pulling away from him, sliding away into the group of people. She sought out Becky to give her a goodbye, it was her birthday after all, then headed for the exit to find her coat. She met David in the hallway, standing waiting for her courteously, already in his jacket and ready to go. She was tempted to make a joke about him moving quickly, or hoping he wouldn’t be so fast when she got him home, but decided against it and simply found her long, thick coat.

“Let’s go,” she said simply, wrapping it around herself and heading out the door which he held for her. They rode down in the lift and then exited the building, Emilia feeling the same bite of the wind around her bare legs though it was subdued by the alcohol she’d imbibed. They managed to hail a cab easily enough and she was thankful to slide in away from the cold wind, pushing her skirt down even as she caught him glancing at her smooth pins as he got in. She gave the driver her address and he set off; it was only a short drive, a few minutes really to get to her place and the roads were quiet now in the small hours of the morning. His hand entwined with hers on the back seat, a restrained touch until they got back to her place, which thankfully happened quickly and before they knew it the cab was pulling up by her apartments. He took care of the trip, pushing a couple of bills through to the driver and telling him to keep the change before she could even think about paying, instead opening her door to the cold night once more.


He joined her and she took his arm, escorting him into her building and riding the lift up to her floor, knowing that he wanted to put his hands on her and leading him quickly to her place. They got inside and locked the door, Emilia hanging her coat up as he threw his jacket aside, the warmth of the place a momentary relief. That was all forgotten however as he pounced on her and immediately took the lead, spinning her into his arms and kissing her passionately, his tongue delving deeply into her mouth which she eagerly responded to, battling with his as he pulled her close to him, hands giving her ass a hard squeeze that made her mumble. It had been too long since she’d been handled like this and a rush of exhilaration raced through her, tingling her body as they made out in her hallway. With seemingly effortless strength he picked her up, hand sliding under her ass and partly onto her soft skin as she obediently squeezed her thighs around his hips.

“Take me to the bedroom,” she murmured in between their hungry kisses. He did exactly as she requested and carried the diminutive actress to her room, managing to work out where it was. She slid from his arms at the foot of the bed, lowering her slender figure onto the floor before him as they continued to kiss, tongues battling as his hands roamed all over her squeezing her ass, taking in her figure and fondling her firm breasts through the dress. He noticed some bondage restraints she had on the bed, cuffs on straps attached to the headboard suggesting she was into something naughty though whether she wore the cuffs or not he could only guess. He was excited she left them out so boldly, even as she winced at not having put them away prior to this. He was absolutely ready to take her, of that she had no doubt as she felt his erection pressed to her through his trousers as they embraced, but she wanted to slow things down now and make it how she wanted it.

“Kneel down,” she said, a command, her tone firmer and more dominant.

“What?” he questioned, unsure he’d quite heard her through their kisses, his lips at her pale neck.

“Kneel before me,” she said, looking him seriously in the eye. He wanted her and without further question, much to her delight, he slid down onto his kneels before her at the foot of the bed.

“If you wanna fuck me, you have to lick it first,” Emilia said sweetly, letting her fingers playfully flick up her short skirt, giving a glimpse of her panties and smooth thighs as it danced in the air. She absolutely loved having her pussy eaten and was thrilled as he wasted no time in lunging forward towards her, grabbing her hips and pushing her back against the bottom of her bed. She gasped as the cold metal frame made contact with her legs, jumping as he slid his hands onto her bare legs at her knees, just slowly pushing them up underneath her skirt to let his fingertips play over the sexy black lace of her panties, able to feel the contrast between the embroidered detail and the sheer, thin panels, a token covering to her most intimate area. He toyed with her a moment, absorbing it all before he pushed his hands upwards and lifted her skirt to reveal her in the soft light of the bedroom. Emilia held her breath a moment as he revealed her, gazing on her in just the sexy lingerie.

“Gorgeous,” he murmured as he took in her neatly shaved landing strip through the sheer underwear, the dark hair almost an arrow to where he was going to apply his tongue to her. He let his hands slip back, thumbs hooking into the elastic at her hips to draw the wide lacy waistband of the panties down with them. Her skirt descended and so did her underwear, sliding easily over her smooth, pale skin as he slipped them effortlessly down her thighs, the front clinging to her waiting vulva and peeling sensually away from her lips as he undressed her. He let go of the lacy garment at her knees and pushed her skirt back up, leaning straight in and planting a kiss directly on her landing strip to make her shiver, murmuring as he got started. He gave a few soft kisses over her neatly shaven pubic hair and then dipped down to give a long lick all the way up, tongue gliding between her lips easily and over her stiff clit to make her gasp loudly.

His hands gripped her pelvis more intently, holding her in place to attack as his lips sealed themselves to her and he sucked firmly at her button, making her lean over him as her muscles tensed and a strained groan escaped her lips, her hands grabbing hold of the bottom of the bed to steady herself while her legs quivered. She needed this far more than she realised and she shoved her legs wider, heels digging into the carpet as she stretched the panties at her knees that only allowed her legs so wide. She let herself sink into him as his tongue started to firmly circle and attack her clit, spinning on her one way then suddenly switching to another, throwing in sudden movements to swipe across her sensitive nub and shake her with new sensations. The actress groaned deeply with pleasure, rocking her hips against his face as he knelt down for her and licked her pussy, raking his tongue from bottom to top to split her puffy lips open and delve his tongue in between, working the tip of it on and around her clit beneath the delicate hood that shielded it, fairly dancing across her nerve-laden centre to make the brunette shudder and shake in front of him.

“Oh fuck, right there,” she breathed, tipping her head back as her groans became deeper, more throaty and guttural as his tongue worked at her most intimate spot with a mixture of sucks from his soft lips. He attacked intensely by mixing the two, sucking her hard as he dispatched her hood with a swipe of his tongue and aggressively worked at her hard button, making her shudder hard and grab his head, rolling her hips into him with forceful, deliberate actions even as she could barely stand it. Her orgasm was close but she wasn’t there yet, somehow he seemed to be able to read her so accurately that he backed off just enough if she seemed like she would boil over. She couldn’t fathom how they had such a connection when they’d just met, figuring through her excited haze that he was just an excellent pussy licker and she was benefiting from his skill.

It wasn’t wrong, he intended to bring her the utmost pleasure; he wanted to make sure she enjoyed herself and this seemed to be her thing, getting off on having dominance over men or something like that. For now he was happy to let her have her fun and worked his tongue, focusing solely on her clit now to bring her climax to fruition and make her come. She had a gorgeous pussy, the smooth lips just begging him to lick and play and he wanted to see what they felt like wrapped around his cock. His fingers closed tighter on her hips, feeling her shake and quiver beneath him as he focused solely on her clit and attacked with all his energy; his tongue worked hard in small, fast circles, just enough pressure to excite and overwhelm her without discomfort, circling back and forth as he again mixed in swipes this way and that across the surface of her nub to make her jolt and gasp.

“Ohh don’t stop!” she gasped, breathing hard as she held his head to her body, grinding her hips into him to maximise the stimulation of her clitoris, her gasps becoming heavy and laboured, slower but more intense as her orgasm passed the point of no return and she had a final few seconds to enjoy the stimulation before she erupted. She held back for those final strained moments and then came hard with an almighty shudder, whole body bucking as her orgasm broke over her soul and she let out a cry of ecstasy. Dropping her head back, Emilia screwed her eyes shut and wailed her pleasure to the bedroom as her pelvis jolted and jerked, overtaken by her primal urges in her moments of pleasure, pressing him hard against her as his tongue continued to work her clit, just sustaining her peak further before she was suddenly overwhelmed, desperately sensitive and needing a break.

“Enough!” she gasped, a little more authoritatively than intended as she pulled his head away from her, skirt dropping back down to cover herself. She took deep lungfuls of air, looking down at him with a smile as she sucked in the oxygen to recover, legs still shaking in the wake of it as she felt unstable on her heels and leaned back onto the bed.

“Fuck that was great,” she breathed, pushing her hair back over her ear.

“Now for something a little different,” he said as he stood up, towering over her, Emilia looking up to him with wide eyes momentarily before he grabbed her shoulders and spun her round. She stumbled drunkenly on her high heels, her panties round her knees not making it any easier as she turned towards the bed, managing to stay on her feet only for him to shove her down over the end, bent over with her ass out.

“Hey watch it,” she complained as she struggled for balance, bracing herself on the bed and pushing back up. His hand was immediately on her back, pushing back back down onto the bed, wanting her to present for him and do as he instructed.

“Do as you’re told, Emilia. I’m in charge now,” he said, his voice cool, deep and dominant. His use of her name somehow made it more complete and controlling...and it made her obey. She never had guys doing this to her, they always bent entirely to her will and let her be in charge which was both empowering and exhausting. Sometimes she just wanted to be treated, controlled and told what to do, not having to think about the direction everything was going and this was that moment. He was obviously running the show and it connected to her immediately in the most arousing manner, her whole body trembling as she submitted to him.

“Ok,” she breathed, looking back at him briefly, just acknowledging she was his now as she put her head down and calmed herself. She was looking forward to it and looked out carefully under her cascading hair as he stepped round the side of the bed and reached out for her bondage strap at the headboard. Her pulse increased as he testingly pulled at it, seeming satisfied before he extended it to reach down to where she was, pulling it out and attaching it purposefully to her wrist. Tightening it a bit more, he walked to the other side of the bed and did the same with her other hand, Emilia obediently raising her arm for him to bind her, leaving her bent over the bed with her arms outstretched, bound and at his mercy.

“Now, we don’t need this in the way,” he said, walking back behind her and running his hands up her body, making her shiver at his touch, nerves flooding through her as his touch moved up her sides, pulling her skirt up a little again before letting it drop, teasing up her body and then over her smooth, bare shoulder blades. Her breaths were all that broke the air, hard, rapid gasps with an edge like a knife as his fingers played up her spine to the knot of her blade halter dress behind her neck. He brushed her long brown hair aside over her shoulders and attacked the knot, working his fingertips into it to loosen the fabric which yielded after a few seconds, his hands pulling the knot apart smoothly and letting it drop loose on her body, casting the dress down over her to drape onto the bed and leave her in just her strapless bra.

He drew his fingertips down her back, Emilia just silent beneath him as he stood right behind her, pressed almost into her ass in much the fashion she was hoping for, lacy panties still around her knees where he’d left them. His touch took her in again, the smoothness of her body, contours of her figure as he caressed her before moving his fingers back to the wide bra strap across her back. With an easy, practised pinch he released it, Emilia herself surprised he’d freed her from the tight bra so easily as it sprung from around her ribs and dropped onto the bed below her, freeing her gorgeous breasts to bounce naturally underneath her. He made her wait as he leaned over her, not touching her and instead taking the bra from under her and casting it aside, the lightly padded garment that had given her extra boost for the party thrown to her bedroom floor. As he stood back up his hands moved to her bare sides again, fingers stroking over the defined bra-mark on her body, fingertips tracing the lines on her body and following them round underneath her to finally squeeze her fantastic tits.

“Gorgeous,” he murmured as he groped her, hands carefully yet firmly fondling her beautiful C-cup breasts, feeling their weight and firmness as they hung beneath her, impressed by her womanly figure. A joke came to her mind but she kept it to herself, not wanting to spoil the mood or break the moment with him as he took her in, working her through an intimate, meticulous process that was turning her on no end. His hands slid over her skin and he lightly pinched her hard nipples, making her gasp before his touch slid back down her body towards her hips, taking in the taper of her waist and taking hold of her dress again, what was left of it that hung on around her hips at least. With the gentlest pulls he worked it off her curvy his and let it drop, the sparkly black garment falling down her legs to her feet over the top of her high heels.

Kneeling down behind her, he drew his hands down over her ass, pausing to squeeze it firmly and just pull her cheeks apart a little for a private glance at her treasures before he spanked her playfully, making her gasp playfully as he hadn’t put any real force on it, the action meaning far more than the actual effect of it. His hands smoothly brushed down her toned thighs to her panties, still caught at half-mast above her knees, hooking into the warm, soft waistband and drawing them easily down to her ankles. He urged her carefully to lift one foot, pulling the dress and her underwear off over her high heel before he let it back down and did the same with the other one, leaving her naked except for her party shoes as he threw the clothes aside. Kneeling behind her, he looked up at the stunning actress bent over and bound for him, almost completely naked bar the footwear as she bent over the bed, ready to be taken.

“Do you want me to take my shoes off?” Emilia asked, speaking up. After all he hadn’t told her not to and she wanted to know if she should help him out even though it would leave her even shorter than before – her towering footwear had certainly helped bridge that gap up till now.

“I don’t know Emilia, are these your fuck me shoes?” he asked coolly, slowly, letting the question sink in.

“I...well…” she stuttered, stumbling over her words, having not remotely expected it.

“Be honest,” he directed, the measured dominance making her tingle.

“Yes, they are,” she admitted; she loved the black silk high heels, they were tall and elegant, they made her feel so sexy and guys loved them too. She’d been fucked more than once whilst wearing them, or at least after a night out with them on.

“Then I think you’d better keep them on,” he said with a smile she could hear in his voice, making her bite her lip.

“Yes sir,” she murmured, immediately blushing and burying her head into the bed. She never said that to men, never, and to just blurt it out so suddenly sent blood rushing to her face in embarrassment. She was sure he loved it though, especially with her in the compromising position she was in, bent over before him ready to enjoy any way he saw fit. Without a word he slapped both his hands onto her ass, much harder this time to make her cry out in surprise and the sting of it, squeezing her firmly again and spreading her fully to expose her this time. Emilia had no time to think about it however as she let out a strained, gurgling gasp as he buried his face into her and drew his skilful tongue over her clit once again before sinking it into her hungry hole.

“Ohh god, fuck,” she breathed, having expected him to stand up and simply bury his cock inside her now. Instead his skilful tongue sank inside her, delving into her soft vagina, her muscles instinctively clenching on him for a moment, only letting her feel the constrained, pulsing power of his muscle as it wriggled inside her. He thrust it rapidly in and out of her, making her groan deeply with pleasure as it tingled her nerves, driving exquisitely across every silky contour and fold of her before he pulled out and lapped down over her clit once more. Emilia shook as he slowly treated her clit again, licking over and around it before a long pull all the way up her, teasing her clit, into her folds...and over her tight asshole. She let out a shuddering moan and shivered, tensing up at the illicit, forbidden sensation and lifting her leg as she clenched up; nobody ever licked her ass and for him to just do it without being asked made her so hot, pussy tingling with the excitement as she pulled away from him, unable to stop her body. He immediately withdrew however, letting her go and standing up much to her disappointment.

“I think we need some more restraints, if you’re not going to stay where you’re placed,” he commented, looking around for something suitable.

“Sorry, it just…I don’t need any more, I’ll stay still,” she said, almost pleading him to come back and continue applying his tongue to her.

“No, I don’t think you can be trusted,” he said casually, swatting her on the ass and glancing around, Emilia looking under her hair at him to see him going into one of her cupboards. After a couple of looks he found what he was looking for, coming back out with two slender black leather belts in his hands. She watched until he went out of sight behind her once more where he playfully, menacingly tapped her ass with the black leather belts, hinting at what he could do to her.

“Assume the position,” he commanded, looking down at her legs which were much closer than before. The actress immediately complied, stepping her lovely smooth pins wider out for him, digging her heels into the carpet as she steadied herself and presented herself for him where she thought he wanted her.

“Wider,” he said firmly, commandingly as he abruptly kicked her feet out, a hit to the insides of her ankles with force but pressure rather than pain, her body jolting down as he spread her legs for her, Emilia gasping in shock as she just about avoided rolling her ankle, teetering on her fuck-me heels as he knelt down behind her. She’d definitely never been treated like this before, basically as a fuckdoll it seemed, but she couldn’t deny how much it was turning her on and she had no intention of stopping him. Taking a belt, he pulled it around her leg; her feet were nowhere near the posts as the petite actress would never be able to reach them, but luckily the frame of her bed made it easy to restrain her.

He slipped the belt around her thigh, through the railing of the bed and then doubled it round again so the buckle would connect properly, securing her thigh with a double helping of leather as he deftly fed the belt through the buckle and pulled it tight around her leg with just enough pinch to make her feel it. Her excited breaths cut the air as he repeated the process on the other leg, leaving her completely bound and helpless – restrained in the face of whatever he wanted to do with her. He paused a moment to strip off his own clothes, making her wait in anticipation as he stripped down to match her nudity, swiftly disrobing to leave himself stood naked behind her, fully erect and ready for her. With her legs spread wide and bound that way he could do anything to her; she couldn’t wait to find out what and shivered in pleasure when he spoke.

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Re: Emilia Clarke - Lick it first
« Reply #1 on: January 03, 2021, 11:15:06 AM »
“So, this is what you wanted is it?” he said, sinking back to his knees behind her and grabbing her ass, groping her hard as he buried her face again and pulled his tongue straight over her asshole. Emilia let out an unabashed moan of pleasure, her body shuddering again as her legs pulled fruitlessly at the belts, locked in place as she strained and fought against it, hands pulling into the cuffs in front of her. Her moans and quaking body only confirmed that yes, it was definitely what she wanted and he wasted no time in attacking her with ferocity she hadn’t experienced in years. A silent scream of ecstasy escaped her mouth as her eyes went wide, drowning under her tangled hair as his mouth went into overdrive. He gave long sweeps of his tongue from her clit to her asshole, tip of it swirling and assaulting her delicate button again but much harder this time, gliding up her folds and sinking inside her hot body and dragging over her tightest hole. But it wasn’t just passing licks, his tongue delving into her anus rather than just gliding over, licking over and around it, pushing at it to test her tightness and make her clench on his tip.

She groaned desperately, sweat beading on her forehead as her body shook and surged with the sensations he drove through her that seemed to tremble all the way to her core. Her head was pressed to the mattress now, unable to think about much aside from the mixtures of touches and attention he was giving her body. From the intense, mind-focusing licks around her clit to the soft, stretching probes into her pussy and the naughty, forbidden teases of her asshole it was a licking like she’d never had. Bound as she was, she was helpless to control the direction of things, and so it was as she was really getting into it that he suddenly changed things up. He suddenly ceased and stood up, leaving her gasping as he pulled away and loomed over her, hand moving from her ass to her hip as his other grabbed his achingly hard cock.

Emilia cried out in pleasure and pain as he abruptly buried his rock hard erection deep inside her, his throbbing cock just gliding easily into her soaked pussy and stretching her tunnel as he ploughed so deep on his first thrust. She was hot and horny, absolutely dripping for him but she hadn’t been penetrated so his slamming into her tested the walls of her vagina as he suddenly sunk inside. Despite the pain she didn’t care, she wanted his cock so much right then that the pain was just another aspect of the stimulation, mixing with the immense pleasure of him sliding into her, his thick cock lighting up her nerve endings as he pressed deep and his hips pushed into her ass. She grunted heavily as his other hand grabbed her hip to lever himself balls deep with each thrust, shoving against her firm round booty as he buried himself inside her squeezing tunnel once more. His thrusts, like his whole manner, were controlled and measured, holding her hips tightly and working his own slowly but powerfully back and forth to thrust the whole length of his cock into her. He pulled back so her labia bulged with the crown of his head before energetically sinking it back inside her, thrusting down into the petite but curvy actress to embed every last millimetre of his throbbing cock inside her.

“Mm Emilia,” he groaned, loving how tight, hot and wet she was, feeling exquisite around him as he penetrated her, the actress having got past her initial, tough grunts of mixed sensations to now merely moan and groan in utter satisfaction as he worked his length into her. It had been far, far too long since she was fucked and to be screwed like this, bound up and under his control only made it more intense for her. She longed to push back onto him, to encourage and spur him to fuck her harder, faster, deeper if he could because right then all she wanted was his cock. The strokes of his cock over her G-spot were frustratingly light but her orgasm was already there, having been building since he’d eaten her ass minutes before and now he was only building it as he pumped on her with firm, precise motions.

His hands seemed to ripple on her hips, affirming his grip on her body to push his hands forward a little and hook his fingers into her waist, holding her to put more pressure on her as he stepped up his pace. Emilia moaned gratefully in pleasure as he thrust his hips powerfully into her, jamming against her round ass to bury himself completely inside her, a crescendo to her sound of pleasure as he did. He leaned over her more now, pushing down onto her and thrusting himself harder, driving the bulging head of his cock down at an angle into her hot tunnel and more directly over her G-spot. She shivered in sensation as he continued to use the whole length of himself despite his increased pace, holding her dominantly as he fucked her harder yet still going tip to balls in her sweet pussy so she could feel every ridge and contour of his rock hard manhood as he buried it inside her.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop,” she gasped, clenching and squeezing her pussy hard on him, gripping at his shaft as best she could as she pulled hungrily at her restraints. She wished she could shove her ass back into him to maximise the moments but she was tightly strapped to the bed, leaving him in complete control and only making it hotter. Her pussy was dripping wet, so slick and easy for him to bury his cock into even as she squeezed him. He was loving it, the feel of her unprotected pussy wrapped around him, clenching and begging him for more as she gasped her utter ecstasy under him. It only spurred him to finish her off, loving that he had her like this as his grip tightened on her and he buried himself really deep with a hard shove that made her cry out as he drove into her cervix hard, head jamming against it.

She let out an ascending whine of pleasure as he held her intently and hammered on her, staying deep now and absolutely pounding her, breasts bouncing heavily, hips slapping noisily against her round ass as he jammed himself into her in a blur and drove her over the edge. Emilia’s whining groan became a squeak as her voice cracked, her eyes almost crossing as they squeezed shut hard, lost to pleasure as he gave her absolutely everything, rock hard cock slamming into her and exciting every nerve ending she possessed it seemed as she tumbled over the precipice into another climax. She shuddered hard, the bed shaking as her legs spasmed and kicked on the carpet, barely able to hold her up as she leaned down onto the bed choked, strained gasp of pleasure, arms squeezing her fantastic tits together as her soul was wracked by another deep, fantastically satisfying orgasm.

“You love this don’t you?” he asked rhetorically, smile on his face as he loved seeing the gorgeous brunette come hard on his cock. Emilia just moaned in exhausted bliss into the bed as his thrusts slowed again, going back to the steady full length motion he’d used earlier, though he made her whine as he pushed down into her again to buzz her G-spot. He didn’t take long, just wanting to enjoy the silky smooth sensations of her tight tunnel around him, even wetter now so just just glided easily in and out as he let his cock slide right back till it basically popped out before delving into her once more. She just breathed heavily as she tried to recover, tired and needing a break from his energy, loving the intense fucking she was getting that she needed after so long but eager to catch a break for a moment.

With a final deep, hip-grinding push inside her he pulled back and let his hard cock spring free of her, bouncing up behind her as he stepped back away from her. Emilia gave a sigh of relief which turned to a gasp as he planted a firm, reminding spank on her ass that let her know he was still the boss. He pushed up against her, letting his cock press between her ass at the back of her pussy before he shoved it down between her legs and guided it forward so it grazed over her sensitive, post-orgasmic clitoris. She jolted and stuttered a gasp, surprised by the intensity of the sensation as he teased her, slowly moving his hips as he firmly stroked her with the tip of his rock hard cock. She murmured her pleasure as she arched her back, presenting as intently as she could for his touch despite how it overwhelmed her and longing for his touch.

He continued to probe at her delicate button even as she ached for him to put it back inside her and reached down under her with his spare hand to squeeze at her breast, grasping the firm flesh easily with his sizeable hand and making her blow deeply as his fingers dug into her just a little hard. She winced and whined as his fingers found her nipple and pinched it firmly, much harder than he had before but she didn’t tell him no, wanting his ministrations to continue and admitting to herself that the entire situation only made her hornier. Her eyes widened behind the curtain of brown hair as he pulled back and upwards to press the tip of his cock gently against her asshole, working it a little before pushing more firmly to feel her yield a little as if asking her.

“I’m not sure about that…” she mumbled, feeling mixed. She’d had anal sex before but always with so much more preparation and deliberate intent, though he had eaten her ass and she was so horny she was sure she’d push back against him if he put it in...if the bondage allowed such things. She hadn’t felt that stretch in a long time.

“But I guess it’s not my choice,” she conceded, giving him free reign. Trepidation gnawed at her but so did the arousal of her submission, helplessly bound before the man that had given her the best fuck she’d had in years already.

“You’re right, it’s my choice,” he said calmly, purposefully in a way that made her shiver, pussy convulsing tightly as she excitement spread through her. His cock was still at her ass and she had only moments to make her suggestion however.

“Please,” she mumbled, pounding a bound hand towards her drawers. He seemed to take the hint and stepped past her to her drawers, Emilia looking through her tangled locks as he rummaged a little through her stuff and brought out a tube of lubricant.

“This?” he said, waving it at her a little as he walked back to resume his position, her blue-green eyes locked on his bouncing, throbbing erection until he moved out of her vision.

“Yes sir,” she whispered, only to be met with a hard slap on her ass that made her yelp, clenching up momentarily.

“Louder,” he commanded.

“Yes sir!” she repeated, loud and confident, shivering as she pressed her forehead to the bed once more. She couldn’t believe he’d made her submit like this when they’d only just met, but then figured maybe that was the best time to do it.

“Better,” he replied as he squeezed the lube onto his fingers and rubbed the cool, slippery gel over her tightest hole. Emilia exhaled deeply at the temperature of it, surprising her a little as his fingers worked it over her and dipped inside, pleased that she didn’t fight it and let him in to spread the lube over her, absolutely ready for his cock. Squeezing it onto the throbbing head of his cock, erection absolutely rock hard now as he got ready to take her ass, he rubbed it over himself thoroughly and pushed himself to her asshole. He leaned over her and slid his hand underneath to her clit, easily finding her engorged button once more to circle it with his fingertips and make her murmur in pleasure. A rapid assault from his digits abruptly overwhelmed her again, making Emilia tense up and moan desperately, pushing into it and then giving a twinge of pre-orgasmic pleasure as he really hit the spot.

It was the opening he wanted and in one smooth motion he drove his cock into her ass, thick head stretching her sphincter easily over him with the lube to ease the way before his shaft followed and he buried over half his length into her asshole. Emilia gave a jolt and choked as a sudden twinge of pain shot through her; despite being relaxed and ready, not fighting him and being taken unaware, her sphincter was still stretched a little further than she was prepared for and the sharp, familiar pain bolted through her. It hurt, but also made her pussy squeeze tightly in arousal, feeling her juices practically leaking from her in arousal as the little dose of pain mixed so intoxicatingly with the satisfying pleasure of him sliding deep into her ass. He gave a couple more soft, soothing rubs to her clit and stood back up, hands moving to her waist now to take a proper, dominating grip on her.

Emilia breathed deeply, letting the pain wash over her without controlling her, resisting the urge to squeeze her sphincter down on him as she knew only further pain awaited if she did that. Her body twitched and calmed, Emilia breathing steadily to keep calm as he leaned on her to slide himself deeper, almost against her gorgeous booty as she gave a careful squeeze of her muscles to grip her strong sphincter around his thick, aching cock. He was careful with her but that deliberate action told him she was a go and with his fingers pressed into her pale skin he pulled into her waist and slowly withdrew, glancing down to watch her tight asshole hugging him intently before he pushed back into her. He started slowly, not wanting to take her too fast or make her quit, slowly working his way into her with a building force until he firmly thrust in and pressed his hips against her booty, grinding in harder to the toned flesh as they both growled in sensation, him pleasure and her arousal as he got himself completely into her ass.

He pulled back and immediately started to build the pace, loving how incredibly tight her most forbidden hole was around him but how she took it, the lube letting him slide easily into the willing actress as she murmured at the different, satisfying sensations it drove in her. His strokes were long and controlled, exactly the same as when he’d fucked her pussy before, in total dominance of the gorgeous British star as he worked his cock into her ass. His hand pushed over her smooth back to her now-tangled hair, sweeping her brunette mane together and grabbing hold of it, a strong hold on her which he used to crank her back, raising her head and pulling her body taut to give him extra control with which to fuck her. She winced as he put her in tension and then started grunting as he swiftly accelerated the pace on her, pumping his hips far more aggressively now to work the full length of his cock in and out of her, pulling right back so her tight asshole bulged with the threat of his head slipping out before plunging it back inside her and shoving his hips into her ass.

Her legs pressed hard into the metal frame of the bed as it rocked once more beneath them, her hands still pulled up by the straps to the head rail, hands free but completely restrained. Her hands balled up into fists as he fucked her ass, starting to really pound on her with the full length of his surging, straining cock that gave her no mercy. He cranked her unyieldingly with her hair, eyes shut and grunting her exhausted, overwhelmed sexual mood to the bedroom as he fucked her hard. There was nothing else for it, he was fucking her now, using her body for his personal pleasure and frankly she loved it; she loved how hard his cock was inside her, how energetic and powerful he was, able to feel his lust and want for her. They were both caught in the moment when a particularly lively pull back made him slip out of her, her tight asshole squeezing to pop him out and shove unceremoniously up over her ass.

“Fuck,” he muttered as he released her hip and grabbed his cock, shoving it back down into place and driving easily back inside her, Emilia merely grunting with pleasure and squeezing him again as he drove his cock back up her ass. His hand grabbed her hip again and he started pumping hard, his breaths short and intense as he focused solely on his pleasure as he felt the tingles spread through him. Her ass was so tight, so hot, it was just divine as he thumped himself against her, thrusts becoming short and even more rapid as he intended to pound her till she didn’t know which way was up. He reached up and grabbed her hair with both hands, quickly twisting two thick bunches of it before yanking back again to make her yell out, the burn in her head only mixing with the pleasure of his fucking and blending into the gasping grunts she emitted.


His fingers twisted in her long brown hair as he pulled back hard, bending her back and hauling himself into her as he absolutely smashed her ass with short, fast strokes that shook the bed so hard it was rattling loudly now. Emilia might not have agreed to anal sex if she’d known it was going to be like this but she loved every moment of it, from the pain at the start to the utterly dominating way he took her. She carefully squeezed her ass to give just the right grip on him as he fucked, not enough to slow him but something he’d definitely feel, hearing him groan in pleasure as he did so, Emilia grinning to herself as she pleased her man. His fucking became incredible, hips moving in a near-blur as he fucked the gorgeous actress with absolutely everything he had, his whole soul put into those final moments.

Emilia knew he was going to come, feeling how hard he was in her ass, his breathing going lower and deeper, rasping behind her in the final seconds as he almost broke her in half, wrenching her back against her handcuffs so it strained her shoulders as he simultaneously slammed her thighs and pelvis against the metal rail of the bed. In a final moment she felt him tremble, squeaking in pain as he gave a last almighty pull on her hair and jammed himself against her fine ass with all his strength and a roar of climax. The bed slid on the floor and thumped the wall with his moment of orgasm, Emilia giving a cry of pain followed by a grunting, shuddering moan of pleasure as she felt his hot load burst inside her.

He erupted powerfully, his thick cock iron-hard as it bucked and swelled inside her, surging with every relieving spurt of himself inside her, cock buried as deep as he could get it to finish her off. His grip on her hair loosened and she dropped her head, hands falling onto her back to lean on her as he clenched his balls to empty every last little bit inside her now utterly used, exhausted body.

“Goddamn,” he breathed between lungfuls of air, their breathing the only other sound to break the silence as they tried to recover, covered in a sheen of sweat, both completely washed out in the aftermath. He replaced his hands on her ass and spread her open as he pulled his softening cock from her, still thick shaft sliding easily from her to leave her gaping wide open, watching with pleasure as Emilia tried to clench it for him, the tired muscle spasming as she gasped lightly with the effort at trying to close her weary backdoor.

“I’m gonna get a drink,” he said, releasing her and laying a hard spank on her ass, making her yelp as it caught her sharply and made her clench, trying to pull her legs together against the leather straps binding her. He padded out of the room and down the hall, Emilia hearing the tap running as he splashed some water on his face and had some water, before she heard her fridge opening as he helped himself to a cold beer of hers. She needed a cold refreshing drink right about now too but until he returned she was helpless and she dare not call to him in case he extended her imprisonment, punishing her speaking out of turn by denying her freedom. She tensed her muscles again to try and close her gaping asshole, feeling it tighten then relax again as soon as she did, exhausted and unable to recover just yet.

He padded back into the room sipping on his beer a couple of minutes later, refreshed and recovering, heart rate down as he took in the gorgeous sight of the bound and sexually exhausted Emilia Clarke bent over the bed. The perspiration covering her body was much like the ice cold beer he had in his hand he mused, smiling down at the gorgeous, petite woman before him.

“I guess you want me to untie you now,” he said, sipping his drink.

“Yes sir,” she replied courteously.

“I could do that, or maybe I could just leave you there,” he replied with a smile.

“What?” she said, momentarily scared at the thought. Her legs ached and she needed a lay down now to recover.

“Yeah, maybe just leave you tied up until I want to fuck you again, then I can just take you whenever I want,” he teased.

“Please untie me sir, I need to rest,” she said, an edge of pleading to her voice as she knew he’d love it.

“Maybe I don’t want you to rest,” he said playfully, “Maybe I want you to be my fucktoy.”

“I’ll be your fucktoy, your pretty little fucktoy,” she said, wiggling her ass at him, playing along and making clear that untying her didn’t mean she was finished.

“Tempting,” he said, idly sliding a finger into one of the straps round her legs, testing the tightness.

“Please sir,” she pleaded.

“I dunno, you’re not quite selling it here, I might have to leave you,” he teased, playfully goading her.

“I’ll give you a blowjob in the morning,” she said, almost blurting it out as the idea came to her mind.

“Yeah?” he encouraged.

“Yeah. First thing tomorrow I’ll go down and suck your cock for you, all the way until you come,” she purred.

“Deal,” he said with a smile, loving how she’d offered it as he stepped forward and rubbed his hand over her ass. She smiled as she knew she’d bought her freedom, happy as he came to her...until he suddenly put the ice cold beer down on her back. The actress squealed and jumped against the bed frame with a rattle as, shivering as the cold spread through her. He just laughed to himself and stood the beer aside as he knelt down to release her, loving her tired, loosened holes as he freed the leather belts around her thighs; Emilia stayed still as he freed both legs, choosing not to move one first as she waited for him to release the straps and set her loose. Pulling the belts out the way left marks on her thighs where they had cut into her, sexy indications of her bondage as he stood up and stepped back. Emilia gave a groan as she carefully stood back up, pulling her legs together and delicately moving her killer heels on the floor to bring them together. Quickly stepping round, he reached over to release the cuffs at her wrists, easily unfastening them to free her and drop the leather straps on the bed.

“Oh man,” she mumbled, wincing as she stood back up and straightened her back, feeling the ache spread through her as she stretched her tortured muscles. She took a shaky step round on her heels as she found her feet again and turned to him, her gorgeous naked body presented for him as he smiled at her and slid his arms around her. Emilia relished his embrace and snuggled in, loving how his strong arms pulled her to him and held her close before she craned up to kiss him. Despite her heels she still needed to push onto her tiptoes to reach him, their tongues entwining sensually, deeply, a kiss with passion and intimacy different to the intense, kinky fuck session they’d just had. Sliding back to her heels, Emilia pulled away from him and grabbed his beer, smiling at him as she took a long draw of the ice cold beverage, feeling the instant refreshment of the cold liquid as she gave another stretch.

“Give me a few minutes,” she said softly and reached down for her black silk fuck-me heels, pulling one off and then the other as she balanced using the bed frame, immediately about four inches shorter than him and seeming so much smaller. She padded out of the room, heading for the bathroom to freshen up, shivering as she felt his thick load running. He grabbed his beer and stood for a minute, just taking it all in as he contemplated the very enjoyable evening and gave a satisfied sigh, hearing the taps running as she washed up. Draining the beer, he stood the bottle aside and then slid into bed, pulling her bondage cuffs back out the way and smoothing the sheets out to make it vaguely presentable. Emilia walked back into the bedroom, smiling and playfully rolling her eyes as she saw him taking in her nudity, amused by it as he’d already done so much more than look at her.

“Take a picture, it lasts longer,” she joked.

“I would, but I don’t have my phone on me,” he said.

“Good,” she replied with a knowing smile. She opened her drawers and quickly hunted through her underwear, finding a black floral patterned silk negligee, wanting something sexy as she unfolded it and slipped into it. It gave him a last look at her gorgeous body as she stretched out and let it float down over her before she slid into bed beside him. She pulled close and kissed him again, their embrace again passionate and close, something more than an after sex cuddle for sure as his hands stroked her soft nightwear.

“Goodnight,” she murmured, tired and aching now despite stretching out some, just needing sleep now.

“Night Emilia,” he said softly, surprised to ever utter that when he thought about it. They slid down into the bed, her mattress soft and expensive, very comfortable in the aftermath of their energetic fuck session.

* * *

Waking in the morning, she was snuggled into him, head on his shoulder and arm draped across her body. They had both slept very soundly, likely the result of alcohol and a good hard fuck. He stirred, giving a stretch as he glanced around for the time, figuring it must be at least eight given the sun coming in the window past the blinds. Emilia mumbled and complained as he disturbed her, not wanting to get up.

“I’ll go put some coffee on,” he said with a smile, looking down and brushing her long, tangled brown hair back from her face.

“Good idea,” she murmured. He leaned down to kiss her forehead and got out of bed, pulling on his shorts temporarily as he headed out. After a quick detour to the bathroom and a dose of her mouthwash, he headed into the kitchen. He heard her stir and head to the bathroom herself as he sorted out the coffee machine, taking a minute to figure it out and find her grounds before he could get it going and head back to the bedroom. He found Emilia sat up in bed, much more awake as he approached the bed.

“Shorts,” she said, pointing to his black boxers. He looked up at her quizzically, mind not quite with it.

“Off. I’ve got something for you remember?” she said, giving a naughty smile and flicking her tongue out to him. He most definitely did remember and stripped the shorts off for her as his cock stiffened up rapidly; he’d already had morning wood so he was semi-hard and with the luscious Emilia inviting him to bed for a blowjob it was standing to attention very swiftly. He dropped back into bed with her and pulled close, greeted with a kiss before she wasted no time in withdrawing down the bed, shoving the covers aside and gripping his cock, feeling it strain in her grasp as he gave a mumble of pleasure, the gorgeous brunette stroking him slowly as she took in his hot, thick cock. With a few more strokes, she readied herself and then took him confidently into her mouth.

“Ohh fuck,” he groaned as she engulfed him in the skilful, liquid heat of it, rocking her head and sucking firmly, working her tongue around him to let him feel what she could do. His hand settled in her hair, not dominating or forcing her, just comfortably, as if he owned her and she loved that. It made her feel like she was his and she applied herself hungrily, as she’d promised to, sucking his cock briskly as she worked her head up and down his length. She pushed her hand to the bottom to merely stabilise him as she got to it, sucking around his head and pushing him into her soft cheeks, feeling him throb and strain in her mouth. Her mouthwash gave him a zing as she gave him a blowjob, looking down to watch the gorgeous actress sucking intently at him, working busily as she enjoyed herself sucking cock and bringing him pleasure.

Sucking obediently and intently, she mused that perhaps there was more to this. She hadn’t wanted a one night stand though she’d needed it and the hard, unexpectedly kinky fucking he’d given her had been hugely satisfying, making sure she’d woken up much more relaxed than any time in the last few weeks. Despite it devolving into that, which she hadn’t intended, he seemed a cool, interesting guy and she wanted to get to know him. It might have started this way but maybe it could evolve into something more, a proper relationship maybe if they gave it a chance and at the very least the sex had been great so she could get her fill even if it went nowhere. She wasn’t sure how best to broach that subject but figured right then was as good a time as any, slipping off his cock and stroking it as she caught her breath.

“Hey, I’ve got something to ask you,” she murmured, staying calm and just going for it, figuring it wasn’t going to be a problem either way. She stroked him then dived straight back onto him, sucking harder and bobbing faster as he gave a groan, pushing up into her mouth.

“Yeah, what’s that?” he replied, leaning back into the pillows at the pleasure.

“I’ve got another party thing in a few days,” she said in another quick break, dipping back down so as not to make him wait as she delivered her promised fellatio.

“Uh huh,” he murmured before she pulled away to stroke full length, a lovely twist to her wrist as she jerked him off.

“And I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?” she said.

“Like...a date?” he said, looking down to her, locking eyes with the petite actress as she looked up at him.

“Yeah, a date,” she smiled, stroking his cock almost as an after thought in that moment. There was a pause, the air hanging as he processed it for a second before he could speak.

“I’d love to,” he said with a smile, wider and genuine as he accepted her invitation.

“Brilliant,” she said with her own, somewhat awkward smile, blushing a little and looking down again from him. It was ridiculous to blush given she was mid-blowjob but she still did, then wasted no time in sealing the deal by holding his cock up again with a squeeze and sinking her mouth back onto his erection as he groaned, working her tongue briskly, her sucking hotter and harder now. He strained and flexed as she suddenly pushed down deep, getting him into her throat and letting him feel her muscles contract as she pulled back up with a hot, wet gagging sound and a shiver, making him shudder and grip her hair tighter again. Emilia smiled to herself and set about repeating it, pushing down deeper, harder and faster as she sucked his cock, wanting to please him completely and working for his hot load in her mouth as she’d promised. Things were certainly looking up – and she was sure he’d agreed.

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The End

Big thanks to Ghost for helping create, plan, check and edit this story.

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« Last Edit: January 03, 2021, 11:21:29 AM by Noj »
 
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diamond_luv

Re: Emilia Clarke - Lick it first
« Reply #2 on: January 03, 2021, 01:56:24 PM »
Another classic Noj story with an underrated actress. Emilia don't get much love or any other GoT ladies.

I love your descriptions, so detailed with visualizing all the actions. Your work is inspiring and this story just reinforces my love for reading your work.
 
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LizzyK

Re: Emilia Clarke - Lick it first
« Reply #3 on: January 04, 2021, 12:01:49 AM »
Thank you ! Thank you so much ! Two days ago, I was looking for stories with Emilia Clarke and found there wasn't many ! Like others I like very much, Emilia Clarke is underrated !
 
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Cadeauxxx

Re: Emilia Clarke - Lick it first
« Reply #4 on: January 04, 2021, 10:01:32 AM »
Awesome job. I just love that title which gets right down to the point.  :Y:
Check me out on Patreon if you like my work!
 
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Re: Emilia Clarke - Lick it first
« Reply #5 on: January 04, 2021, 06:34:13 PM »
You've outdone yourself again!
 
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Ljajbz

Re: Emilia Clarke - Lick it first
« Reply #6 on: January 09, 2021, 03:54:28 PM »
Awesome work! There’s so little of her in fics. Would  you please think of doing one for Katherine McNamara or Katie McGrath
 
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Cum4JLH

Re: Emilia Clarke - Lick it first
« Reply #7 on: January 09, 2021, 05:36:39 PM »
Loved this, it's great to see you writing again. I echo what others have stated, Emilia is one rarely covered in stories and you did an fantastic job with her here.
 
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Re: Emilia Clarke - Lick it first
« Reply #8 on: October 27, 2021, 09:55:43 AM »
I second the request for Katie McGrath  8#=D (*)
 

 

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