Deepest Shadows Pt4/? *sex scene time*
Then it dawned on me. He gentle with me. Suddenly, I was no more an object that was tossed around and fucked whenever he wanted like a doll. This time was mine, he was set on pleasuring me this moment. He wanted me to feel fulfilment this time it would seem. He held me firm to the wall. Pulling back from his lusty kisses, he growled,
"Shut up now, this is my turn to be the toy," before crashing his lips into my tender exposed flesh, mouth enveloping my aching desire with its heat. Amazingly I resisted at first fearing perhaps his trickery , holding back, before my will and body slowly began melting into him. His warm tongue caressed the underside of my need, causing a litany of sighs to roll forth from my moist and parted lips.
My head rolled back with flushes of pink creeping across my cheeks at the act. I looked my God in the eyes, pushing a perfumed lock from his face as he withdrew from his work and murmured in almost a moan,
"I just wanted to…thank you for last night." And he crashed back to his delicious work once more. My eyes widened and then further still as I felt my knees weaken, working on keeping myself together in this rapture taking place upon me. I put my hands on his shoulders almost subconsciously , urging him back down my shaft. The heat building within, the burning that he brought from inside me quickened as my eyes eclipsed my Masters’ face against my will.
As the confines of his mouth touched the most private part of me, I felt myself braver in acts of intimacy. Softly his cupids bow brushed against the tip of my length as he withdrew once more, before encroaching upon my need again more aggressively
ever than before. But my thoughts gathered themselves miraculously as I seized my chance at further pushing our games of the flesh. I motioned through my wanton sighs for him to cease his ravishings. He did so, surprised at my supposed denial of his favour-
"Let me..” he insisted almost on the chasm of a plea, as I‘d now torn him away from his work for want of something more.
"I want you…" I hissed, my voice seeming harsher than I intended-caused most likely by the razor edge I felt myself teetering on. At this his face changed from disgruntled confusion, and was replaced by a grin that began to spread across his blooded and beautiful lips. Softly, I ran my hand over his radiantly pale throat, as he forced his mouth onto me, taking my pulsing length eagerly into his mouth entirely.
I bucked into his mouth hard as he held me tight by the hips. The heat of my desire contrasted exquisitely with the stone coldness of the marble wall against my back , and my senses of touch came alive. He bit down lightly and caused me to squeal and thrust into him sharply in thankfulness and surprise. His skills at taking all of me were nothing less than impressive, for I was (as he had told me many times before now) ‘quite well endowed’ .
He traced his tongue down my aching member, sucking hard and biting, again filling me with desperate hunger for completion . I was so close. . No, I thought, I’ll die from this. I gyrated, unable to control my own self , which only made him work harder. Then it happened as my being was wracked with a fiery throe of climax, as I released across the passion reddened lips of the God who’s play had made me his slave.
I went limp, letting the last faint twinges of pleasure leave my body, leaning and panting against the coolness of the wall.
----<3 I would have had it up a while ago:p but hopefully that's alright for now
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"Shut up now, this is my turn to be the toy," before crashing his lips into my tender exposed flesh, mouth enveloping my aching desire with its heat. Amazingly I resisted at first fearing perhaps his trickery , holding back, before my will and body slowly began melting into him. His warm tongue caressed the underside of my need, causing a litany of sighs to roll forth from my moist and parted lips.
My head rolled back with flushes of pink creeping across my cheeks at the act. I looked my God in the eyes, pushing a perfumed lock from his face as he withdrew from his work and murmured in almost a moan,
"I just wanted to…thank you for last night." And he crashed back to his delicious work once more. My eyes widened and then further still as I felt my knees weaken, working on keeping myself together in this rapture taking place upon me. I put my hands on his shoulders almost subconsciously , urging him back down my shaft. The heat building within, the burning that he brought from inside me quickened as my eyes eclipsed my Masters’ face against my will.
As the confines of his mouth touched the most private part of me, I felt myself braver in acts of intimacy. Softly his cupids bow brushed against the tip of my length as he withdrew once more, before encroaching upon my need again more aggressively
ever than before. But my thoughts gathered themselves miraculously as I seized my chance at further pushing our games of the flesh. I motioned through my wanton sighs for him to cease his ravishings. He did so, surprised at my supposed denial of his favour-
"Let me..” he insisted almost on the chasm of a plea, as I‘d now torn him away from his work for want of something more.
"I want you…" I hissed, my voice seeming harsher than I intended-caused most likely by the razor edge I felt myself teetering on. At this his face changed from disgruntled confusion, and was replaced by a grin that began to spread across his blooded and beautiful lips. Softly, I ran my hand over his radiantly pale throat, as he forced his mouth onto me, taking my pulsing length eagerly into his mouth entirely.
I bucked into his mouth hard as he held me tight by the hips. The heat of my desire contrasted exquisitely with the stone coldness of the marble wall against my back , and my senses of touch came alive. He bit down lightly and caused me to squeal and thrust into him sharply in thankfulness and surprise. His skills at taking all of me were nothing less than impressive, for I was (as he had told me many times before now) ‘quite well endowed’ .
He traced his tongue down my aching member, sucking hard and biting, again filling me with desperate hunger for completion . I was so close. . No, I thought, I’ll die from this. I gyrated, unable to control my own self , which only made him work harder. Then it happened as my being was wracked with a fiery throe of climax, as I released across the passion reddened lips of the God who’s play had made me his slave.
I went limp, letting the last faint twinges of pleasure leave my body, leaning and panting against the coolness of the wall.
----<3 I would have had it up a while ago:p but hopefully that's alright for now
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