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My hips bucked in an attempt to chase the, seemingly, unreachable high my body was craving. It had been a fruitless, 30 minute endeavor by the time I clicked the off button on the toy. A frustrated whine built in the back of my throat as I whipped my arm back ready to pitch the useless piece of plastic into oblivion. A chuckle brought my attention to the doorway of my room, mid-wind up, making me freeze in place.
"Aw, don't give up now, malyshka." She smirked and pushed off the door jamb with her shoulder. In three long strides she'd crossed the room and caught my wrist in her hand, "How about I help you with that instead?"
"You're home early." I bit my lip, cheeks burning red as I'd been caught touching what wasn't mine to touch. "I...can explain."
"Oh little girl," She chuckled again, discarding the toy with a toss to the nightstand and bending down to meet my eyes. "I think you've probably said enough already."
Her hand wrapped gently around my throat, prodding me to shuffle backwards up the bed while she followed on her knees. She smirked again as my back met the headboard with a dull thump and a startled squeak left my mouth.
"As I recall, you were told not to touch yourself for the two days I was gone," She tilted her head, eyebrow arching, as she applied a firmer pressure to my neck, "...and yet, here we are, imagine that, you not being able to keep your hands to yourself and off of what's mine."
"I...but…" I bit my lip, knowing there was no talking my way out of this one. "I didn't even get off."
"Ah, yes, your saving grace." She let go of my neck, much to my disappointment, and sat back between my legs.
She reached out and lifted my chin from the sulking position I'd taken up.
"What's wrong? Can't get off without me?" Her eyes bored into mine, thumb and fingers tightening their grip on my chin. "What was the problem, malyshka? Was the toy not enough?" She smirked again, releasing my chin. "Or was it that you just needed permission to cum from Mommy ?"
I looked away and bit my lip harder in an attempt to stop the pathetic keen that was building again in my throat. She reached out again, drawing my line of sight back to her, and used her thumb to pull my bottom lip away from my teeth.
"Don't hide from me now, little one, you were big and bad not five minutes ago."
An embarrassed flush ran from the tips of my ears, through my cheeks and down my chest.
"I asked you a question." She slapped lightly at my cheek and then bent closer to my ear, lips ghosting the outer shell, "What was the problem?"
"I… both." I whispered, my hands finding purchase in her shirt.
She leaned back again, just enough to find my eyes with hers.
"I'm sorry, I didn't catch that answer."
"The batteries are half dead." I flushed again as she tilted her head, eyes now gleaming. "...and I needed permission to cum."
"Permission. From. Who?" She punctuated each word with bites down my neck, making my breath catch in my chest.
"Mommy, please." I whined, hips bucking into nothing.
She backed away, my hands falling from their grasp on her shirt, and smirked down at me.
"I don't know that you deserve it, malyshka." She stood and made her way to the closet, stripping her shirt and bra off as she walked. "The deal was hands off for two days."
"But… technically I wasn't using my hands…" I tried, weakly. "...and I didn't get off!" I was pouting now and could feel tears of frustration prickling at the backs of my eyes.
She reappeared from the depths of the closet, the largest strap we owned dangling from her hips. She arched her eyebrow as she stared me down, slowly lubing the toy.
"Does now seem like a great time to argue semantics with me, malyshka?" Her hand paused mid-stroke and my mouth ran dry at the sight.
"No…" I shook my head, eyes never leaving the toy.
"No...what?" She walked closer, cock bobbing in time with her hips. "I can wash this off, hang it back up…"
I scrambled up to my knees and down to the end of the bed, nearly launching myself off the end in my haste. She caught me with strong hands before gravity took over.
"No, Mommy! No, please, I'll do anything." I pleaded. "I'm sorry, I just… I was thinking about you and I missed you so much and I thought it was going to be so much longer until you were here…"
"Shh." She placed a finger on my lips, halting my ramble. Then, using her thumb, she wiped a few escaped tears away. "Mommy's got you now, love."
I nodded, trying to hold back the tumble of emotions that were swirling inside. A quick slap to my thigh brought me back to center.
"Go back where you were." She directed.
I nodded again and all but lept back to the head of the bed. I turned to find her smirking down at me, stroking more lube up the shaft of the toy. Wiping the excess on the back of her thigh, she kneeled on the bed and tugged me flat on my back by the ankles.
"Now, I know you'd never intentionally do exactly what I said not to do." She began as she crawled up my body like a lioness stalking prey. "But there are consequences, malyshka, you can't just do what you want when we've agreed on something. Yes?"
My hands twitched in need of touching her, but I restrained myself until I had permission. "Yes, Mommy."
She brought her lips to mine, finally, slowly swiping her tongue across my bottom lip. I opened my mouth, ceding all of me to her, so she could do as she wished. A desperate moan ripped through my chest coinciding with the toy nudging my clit, my hips bucking on their own volition. She pulled away, biting my lower lip and tugging gently on it.
"So what do you think those consequences should be?" She rolled her hips, grinding the toy into my clit again.
"I don't…" My breath hitched at the continued sensation. "I don't know. Mommy, please ."
"Hmm." She grinned wickedly. "I think, since you couldn't keep your hands off what's mine, then you don't get to touch what's yours either."
My mouth fell open as I gripped the sheets underneath me. I wanted to argue but, all things considered, I was being let off easy. She bit down again on my pouting bottom lip.
"No?" She asked, rolling her hips again.
"Yes! Yes, Mommy, I'm sorry." I whimpered, gripping the sheets even tighter.
"Hands on the headboard, malyshka." She said, pulling back to leave open mouthed kisses down my neck and chest.
My eyes rolled back as my back arched into her touch. She scratched her nails down my stomach and bit into my hip bone, sucking a mark that would last for days. She pushed my knees up and ran her fingers through the dripping mess that my pussy had become.
"All this for me?" She asked, holding up her glistening fingers.
"Always, always all for you." I moaned, biting my lip again.
She reached up, tugging my lip from between my teeth again, then pushed her wet fingers into my mouth. The taste of my own wetness mixed with her skin had my eyes rolling back again as I swirled my tongue around her fingers.
"Malyshka…" She breathed, pulling her fingers back out with a pop, her own arousal finally beginning to show itself.
"Mommy, please…" I rolled my hips. "I need you, I want you so bad. The only thing I want in my head is your name. Please fuck me dumb?"
A possessive growl rumbled through her chest as she acquiesced to my pleas. She lined up the toy and pushed slowly through the tight muscle until she bottomed out inside me.
"Color." She demanded, brushing an errant hair from my forehead and tucking it behind my ear.
"Green, Mommy." I gasped, feeling my walls adjust to the girth of her cock. "Oh fuck, so so green ."
"Keep those hands on that headboard, malyshka."
"O...okay." I pressed harder on the headboard, inadvertently moving her deeper into me. "Ohh, oh my God."
She smirked as she began moving her hips, drilling into me, her nipples brushing mine with every thrust.
"I'm not God, malyshka, but I can make you think you see Her."
I wrapped my legs around her waist, wanting her deeper than I'd ever had, and dug my heels into her lower back.
"Harder…" I moaned, begging for her to claim what I'd already given her time and time again.
"Fuck, you're so tight, malyshka." She leaned down to suck and bite purple marks down my neck. "Who does this pussy belong to?"
"It's yours, Mommy, all yours, always." I stuttered out, my eyes having long since rolled into the back of my head.
Sweat formed a thin layer between us as the sound of skin slapping filled the air. She raised one hand to brace herself on the headboard, changing the angle of the toy as she began pounding harder, chasing her own release. My hips matched her rhythm perfectly and I found myself more concerned with her orgasm than my own.
"Malyshka... I'm going to cum." She panted out. "You want to cum with Mommy, baby?"
I nodded, words and tears escaping me, pleasure building low in my belly like a raging fire. She braced her weight on the hand on the headboard, reaching up to first brush away my tears before settling her hand on my throat with firm pressure.
"Mommy, I'm gonna…" My breath hitched again, a fresh set of pleasure induced tears rolling out. "Can I please? With you?"
"Cum with me baby." Her hips stuttered, rhythm becoming sloppy, eyes rolling in her head. "Oh my… fuck malyshka!"
The sight, and the permission she gave, was all I needed to allow my own orgasm to wash through me.
"Mo...Mommy, oh fuck yes !" My nails dug into the headboard as I tried my best to obey her command.
Her hips slowed, working us both through our post-climactic haze. A particularly hard jerk from her sent us both into an aftershock of spasms and moans, her lips finding mine again, as we fell into an abyss of pleasure together.
After a few minutes, she pressed her forehead to mine and slowly pulled the toy from my depths. It took everything I had not to tighten my legs back around her waist and draw her back in. The sensitive, sodden, skin between my legs made me think better of it. She quickly discarded the toy on the floor to be cleaned later and rolled back to gather me up in her arms. She reached up and took my hands, bringing them to her back and wrapping my arms around her, in an unspoken word of permission that I could now touch her again.
I sniffed, tears under control now, and squeezed myself impossibly closer to her.
"Mommy." I whispered.
"Shh, baby love, I'm right here." She ran a hand through my hair. "I'm not going anywhere."
I nodded and tucked my head into her neck, needing to breathe her in.
"I love you so much." I whispered, not sure if she'd hear me.
She peppered kisses across my forehead before pulling my face out to look at me. Using gentle hands, she wiped the remaining tears away from my face and kissed my nose, before tucking my head back under her chin.
"I love you too, malyshka." She hummed, beginning to draw random figures on my back. "More than the sky has stars."
"Always?" I mumbled, nearly asleep.
"Always, baby love. Always, always."