So there I lay, Charlotte in all her naked glory towering above me, those fantastic breasts hanging over my head, her moist pussy so close to my lips yet so far.
“Here’s the deal” she said looking down at me as she straddled my chest “I’m going to give you a chance to earn back Basilisk Rising. Today, all day, it’s my day to be in charge. You’re going to be my simp and do what I say, when I say it and how I want it. Got it?”
A small part of my brain wanted to tell her that I didn’t need Basilisk Rising back – I had another at home – but the rest of my brain took that small piece into a dark alley and beat the ever living shit out of it for being an idiot.
“Yes Mistress”
“Good Simp” Charlotte replied “There’s only 3 rules for today. The first should be obvious – I’m in charge, what I say goes.”
“Yes Mistress.”
“Second, there’s no clothes today.”
My dick throbbed at the thought of spending all day with a naked Charlotte “Yes Mistress”
“Third, and this most important, your cum belongs on my chest and only on my chest unless I say otherwise. When I say you’ve earned an orgasm, that’s where it belongs.”
If I had died in that exact moment, heaven would have been a let down “Fuck Yes Mistress”
“Very good simp.” she purred “Now eat me” and she thrust her hips forward.
I barely had time to open my mouth before her pussy plunged onto it and I started licking furiously. I twisted and twirled my tongue around her lips and up to her clit while she moaned in pleasure above my head. The view from beneath her was exquisite as she cupped those fantastic breasts and tweaked her nipples while watching me with her lust-filled eyes. I brought my hands up and grabbed her arse, pulling her onto me deeper. Slowly she started to grind her hips on my face so I sucked and licked on her clit as it came by. Her first orgasm burst over her surprisingly quickly and she gushed pussy juice all over my face, but all I did was suck it up and keep going. She tried to lift her hips off my face but my hands on her arse held her close as my tongue probed into her pussy, giving her clit a short rest. Charlotte came down off her high, but her breaths were still rapid as she looked down at me. I looked her straight in the eyes as I sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking it rapidly with my tongue.
“Oh fuck you’re so good” she moaned as I suckled on her nub. Ever so gently I nibbled on it and she bucked her hips in pleasure with a deep guttural moan.
I grazed her clit with my teeth again and wasn’t disappointed with her visceral her response was.
“How am I so fucking close again?” she cried, seconds before shaking violently with her second orgasm.
I really slowed down this time, lazily drawing my tongue tip around her pussy lips as she recovered. Her heaving breaths were making her tits bounce hypnotically above my head driving me wild.
“Fuck I need you in me” she said, and I let go of her arse.
Full of horny energy, she scooted her pussy down my chest to my waiting cock. She was so wet I slid right in, but her pussy was still tight as a glove around my cock and Charlotte started grinding her hips on me. She leaned in and kissed me hard and sloppily, her pussy juice all over my face still. My hands made their way to her breasts, my fingers tweaking her nipples just way I had the previous night. It drove her wild and her speed increased to a fever pitch.
“You look so fucking sexy up there Mistress.”
I took a nipple in my mouth and suckled on it. That was the final straw – with another deep moan and a full body shake she came for the third time.
Charlotte was completely spent and collapsed onto the bed beside me breathing heavily.
“That” she said between deep breaths “was, fucking, fantastic.”
“I aim to please Mistress” I said slowly stroking my hard cock, just waiting to baste her epic chest with yet another load “Have I earned my orgasm Mistress?”
She smiled “Mmmmm, not quite simp. I remember something about you making breakfast. I’m hungry.”
I laughed “Yes Mistress, I’ll see what I can do.”
Still raging hard and thinking about railing Charlotte over her kitchen bench, I went about searching for the makings of breakfast. I’m not a half bad cook – if I do say so myself – but the state of Charlotte’s cupboard and fridge severely limited my choices. Luckily pancakes are a fairly simple crowd pleaser – or Mistress pleaser in this case – and I was shortly whipping up a batch.
Charlotte watched me from her table “So you can cook huh?”
“I know my way around a kitchen well enough.”
“Can you get any fucking sexier?”
As I poured the first pancake onto the pan Charlotte ordered “Come here”
I walked over, my hard cock bouncing.
“You better not let those burn” she said before taking my cock into her mouth and sucking on it gently. I was the weirdest torture not being able to fully enjoy how good her blowjob skills were with needing to keep one eye on the pancakes, but we cooked the whole batch with my dick in her mouth, stopping only for me to flip or pour. She was careful the whole time not to push me close to the edge – her goal was to tease me, not get me to blow – and I began to feel a big load growing in my balls.
All through breakfast her teasing didn’t stop. I was ordered to sit to her left, and after she cut her pancake into bite-sized pieces, her left hand slowly massaged my cock as she ate. Her pace never faltered, slow and steady along my whole shaft. Near the end of her meal she started to tug on my cock furiously causing a deep moan to erupt my lips, before she stopped, just gripping my cock tightly, before she returned to her previous pace.
“Mistress, you’re driving me so wild I don’t know how much more I can take.”
She just smiled and ate her last piece of pancake.
“Stand up” she ordered, then handed me her phone.
“Your going to record me jacking you off onto my tits – no face, just your cock and my tits. First I’m going to get you nice and wet, then when I say, hit record. And don’t let me down with my tribute.”
Charlotte didn’t wait for to respond before she took my full length in her mouth, lathering her saliva on every rock hard inch.
“Oh fuck that’s so good”
She pulled back “Record” and started to stroke my cock onto her chest.
I framed the shot and tried to keep steady, as I could already feel my orgasm building deep in my balls. She started fairly slow, a slight twist in her wrist on the down stroke, and twisting back again on the return so her thumb was always stroking right under the head of my dick. Her pace started to increase as she watched me grunt and moan, but I did my best to keep the camera focused on my dick and her tits. Her technique was amazing and far too much for me to handle for long in my already primed state.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck oh fuck, uuugggghhhhhh”
Lines of cum starting streaming from my cock to cover Charlotte’s waiting tits, while I did everything I could to stay upright and ride the waves of pleasure.
I stopped the recording and flopped back into my chair
“Fuck, you are amazing Mistress” I gasped out
“You don’t disappoint either” she replied looking at the amount of fresh cum I’d presented her with.
Charlotte took her phone back and fiddled it for a second. She looked back up at me and motioned at her TV “Tekken?”
I smiled – a woman who liked Tekken and had the body of a goddess, I was truly in heaven.
“Only if Mistress doesn’t mind being beaten as badly as she was in last night.”
“No chance of that you cheeky simp. But let’s make it interesting: matches are best of 3 rounds, blocking damage is on and the loser eats me out for 5 mins.”
“Not sure how Mistress can eat herself out, but I will be very glad to watch”
“Your Mistress isn’t losing today simp.”
True to her word Charlotte was a kick-arse Tekken player, and I spent most of the morning either on my knees pleasuring Charlotte, or being schooled in the greatest of fighting games.
A first I started slow, teasing her with my tongue, licking around her lips and circling her clit. I’d quickly flick her nub then retreat to her lips again, building ever so slowly towards her clit once more. My plan was to drive her wild with pleasure to distract her enough for me win even one round.
After the first hour I had to concede that my plan failed miserably.
My next plan was to use all that teasing to make her cum as hard as she could – surely in her post orgasmic bliss she’d take it easy on me. So the moment I lost the game, I was on my knees between her legs using every trick I had to make her cum. Of course she knew exactly what I was doing and controlled the situation so I could never take her over the edge. Charlotte loved every second of what I was doing to her, but was using my tongue to edge herself towards an epic orgasm, and the horny simp attached to that tongue was just going to have to wait.
And horny I was. I love going down on a woman, and a woman as hot as Charlotte? I was hard and ready after the first round. You’d think that after two hours without Charlotte touching me or even being allowed to touch myself things would cool down, but no. Charlotte, her moans, the taste of her pussy, those tits sitting right in my eye-line, it all conspired to keep me a hard, horny mess.
Charlotte loved every second of that too.
Finally after almost two hours, she uttered those 3 magic words: “Simp, Finish Her”
Wrong fighting game I know, but I didn’t care I dove in to that wonderful pussy and bathed it with my tongue. Twisting, twirling and tweaking, it was caressing every inch at once. I brought a hand up and slid two fingers in with ease. Charlotte moaned deeply and arched her back.
“oh, Oh, OH!”
Her whole body tensed for a split second
“Fffuuuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkk”
Charlotte’s body shook uncontrollably as the orgasm crashed through her and she drenched me with pussy juice, which I lapped up like a man lost in the desert.
After a few seconds of shaking I sensed her coming down and pulled back off her pussy to let her rest. I stood and watched as she sucked in huge breaths of air, little after tremors running over her. Charlotte looked up me and smiled. She knew I was waiting for my turn. A blowjob, hand-job, hell I’d do it myself but I wanted release.
“Please Mistress”
She smiled even wider and lent forward towards my cock. She breathed on it and I moaned in anticipation. Slowly every so slowly she took my cock in her mouth and I almost buckled in the knees at the sensation. She looked at me, as with a maddeningly slow pace she slid her face down the full length of my cock, paused for a second, then drew off just as slowly. It was pure absolutely torturous heaven.
My cock left her mouth “That will have to do you for now simp” Charlotte said “Our guest will be here shortly, and you still need to arrange lunch. Don’t worry I have special plans for that load.’
“Huh? Lunch? Guest?” I admit not my finest hour, but I was horny beyond measure, and seconds ago had those luscious lips around my cock.
“Yes. I was meant to met up with a girlfriend last night after the tournament, until a handsome rogue kidnapped me in order to live out all his sexual fantasies. So she’s coming over for lunch to met the cock who stole me away from girl’s night.”
I looked at Charlotte “I assume rule two still applies then Mistress.”
She smiled “Of course”
Normally I’d be apprehensive about being naked in front of some random other woman, but horny remember – all sorts of possibilities had started running through my head.
I set about making lunch with what I could scrape together.
It seemed like no time at all lunch was ready and Charlotte’s doorbell rang.
“Simp, get the door.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
I moved out of the kitchen towards the door.
“Wait” Charlotte ordered “We can’t have you answering the door like that. Come here.”
I stopped at the table where Charlotte had been sitting watching me make lunch. She leaned forward and took my slightly softening cock in her mouth. Again she looked up me with those sexy eyes, as she just sucked on the head, one hand cradling my balls softly. Within moments I was standing and full attention again.
“Good” she said “Now, get the door.”
Whatever reprieve from my lust had been provided by getting lost in cooking, it was now gone – I was hard and horny again.
I don’t know if lust can be passed in the same way as a yawn, but the woman standing at the door certainly caught it. I opened the door and for a split second she paused in shock, then her breathing went all shallow, her cheeks reddened and her nipples noticeably hardened under her T-shirt.
“You must be Charlotte’s friend, come in.” I said.
“Thanks” she breathed.
“Shit Shar,” she said when she saw Charlotte waiting “You could have warned me.”
“This was much more fun Becca.”
I expected Charlotte’s friend to be attractive, but Becca was a blonde bombshell. She was taller than Charlotte, closer to my height, with longer, leaner lines. You’d guess she was a runner or swimmer if not for the almost D cup tits and that bubble butt. Picking the most attractive between the two of them would come down to preference: Charlotte with her bigger tits, short dark hair, and the shorter frame that accentuated her curves; or Becca with her long wavy blonde hair and those longer lines that can still fill out a bikini nicely.
My vote was for Charlotte – and not just because she was already naked and being my kinky sex goddess.
“Anyway,” Charlotte continued “you wanted to ‘meet the cock that stole me’ and there it is. So are you happy, or do want to join us for lunch? My simp here has cooked.”
Becca looked over at me, then down at my still hard cock, then back at Charlotte “Is he going to stay like that?”
“Hard or naked?”
“Both.”
“Yes”
Becca looked at me again, biting her lip.
“There are two conditions” Charlotte warned
“Yes?”
“Simp, what’s rule one?”
“Mistress Charlotte is in charge – what she says goes” I repeated dutifully
Becca rolled her eyes “Whatever. What’s the other?”
“Simp, rule two?”
I smiled this time “No clothes”
“It’ll be worth your while” Charlotte promised in a sing-songy voice.
My cock throbbed at the implication in that statement, and it seemed to sway Becca’s mind too, as she reached to lift her shirt.
“Wait” Charlotte ordered “Simp has cooked and I think he deserves a treat. So you’re going to strip for us. Go pick some music while we get settled on the couch. Simp, come.”
Becca didn’t hesitate, pulling out her phone looking for something to strip to. I followed Charlotte to the couch, sitting to her left. As music started blaring from Becca’s phone and she started dancing along, Charlotte’s hand found it’s way to my cock, stroking slowly as we watched.
“Start with your pants” Charlotte ordered
Becca slowly undid her jeans, hips swaying with the music, her eyes locked on me. Once unfastened, showing the hint of her white knickers, she turned. With that bubble butt facing directly at us she slowly slid her jeans down over those wonderful curves. I watched in awe as Becca bent from the hips, pulling down her pants and accentuating her arse perfectly, Charlotte’s slow ministrations on my cock driving me wild. I could already see a wet patch forming on Becca’s underwear and the knowledge of how turned on she much be fuelled the fire of my own lustful thoughts.
Becca stood up and turned back towards us, hands reaching for her shirt.
“Bra next,” Charlotte ordered “come here and let simp undo it for you.”
Becca walked over, her shapely legs on full display, then turned and bobbed down before me. Charlotte’s hand was still stroking my cock slowly as I leaned forward and with a single flick of the wrist, unclipped Becca’s bra. She stayed right where she was, reaching in through one arm hole to pull out a strap, then the other. Standing and turning she reached up under shirt to pull her bra out the front with a flourish. She was standing so close, her chest just above my eye level and her T shirt clinging to the shape of her breasts. If I thought her nipples stood out early, they were beacons now – pressing hard through the thin fabric of her shirt.
“Now your shirt, and give simp a nice titty-drop as you do.”
Becca smiled as she reached cross armed down to her T shirt hem and ever so slowly pulled it up. She held that hem tight as it collected her breasts, pulling them up and she ever so slowly kept pulling until final they bounced free.
Becca’s tits were better than I imagined, shapely and full, large nipples standing at full attention. In my books Charlotte’s tits were still better, but you have to be blind not to appreciate how good Becca’s were.
“Now take those panties off before you soak them anymore.”
Becca bent from the hips again pulling her panties down, letting me stare at her breasts even more.
“Good. Now simp you are to keep your hands and mouth to yourself. Becca, motorboat the poor man.”
Becca stepped forward, lust in her eyes and a smile on her face, then stepped over my legs to straddle my lap. Charlotte just keep her slow steady stroke on my cock going, driving my lust to new heights.
Slowly Becca leaned forward, put her hands on the couch back behind me and started to drag her breasts across my face. Charlotte started wanking me with abandon, forcing a deep moan from my lips, then she stopped.
“Ok time to eat” she said.
Becca slid off my lap with reluctance, and we made our way to the table.
I hadn’t realised it at the time, but the lunch I’d made could be eaten with a single hand, so Charlotte wasted no time in returning to her slow cock stroking. Lunch passed in pleasurable agony, as Charlotte slowly wanked me while making small talk Becca, whose tits I couldn’t keep my eyes off.
Finally we were all finished eating when Charlotte said “Time for dessert.”
I panicked “Uhhh, I didn’t make dessert.”
“I know. Would you like to fuck Becca?”
I looked back and forward between them “On any other day I’d give my left nut to fuck Becca.”
“And today?” Charlotte asked
“Well, I have you.” I said simply and shrugged.
“You have no idea how much you turn me on when you talk like that do you?” Charlotte asked “Don’t answer that, just fuck me. Fuck me however you want, just make me scream, then you can fuck Becca too.”
“Yes Mistress” and I stood, pulling her to her feet. Images of my early desire to bend her over the kitchen bench returned, so I turned her towards the table.
“Bend over”
She leaned forward and I knelt, now eye level with her dripping wet pussy. I could have dived right in, but I started slow, kissing around her engorged lips. My tongue then slowly started travelling around her lips, until it slowly parted them drawing a deep moan from Charlotte’s lips. That moan unlocked all the lustful energy that had gone somewhat dormant over lunch, and I started licking furiously, my thumb coming up to rub her clit.
“Oh, FUCK! Yes!” Charlotte cried
My dick throbbed in response and I stood.
One single thrust and I was balls deep inside her pussy. Grabbing her hips I started to fuck her with a reckless, pounding abandon. Charlotte’s deep moans of pleasure driving me on to go deeper, harder. I bent over her and grabbed her breasts, tweaking her nipples as I rode her. That was the final straw causing her whole body to shake with orgasm as she moaned incoherently. I wasn’t stopping though and I kept going, fucking her hard and deep. Noises from across the table drew my attention to find Becca with legs spread, furiously masturbating as I pounded her friend over the table.
“Oh fuck!” Charlotte cried “How in fuck do you do this to me?!?” her body already tensing for another gut busting orgasm. I didn’t even wait for this second orgasm to subside before I reached around and rubbed her clit. The scream of pleasure from Charlotte’s lips could have raised a dead man as she rolled straight her into her third, most intense orgasm.
“Stop” she managed to gasp
I was so horny I almost ignored her, but pulled my throbbing cock from her pussy.
“Oh, fuck, Becca, go fuck, Becca, oh fuck.” she got out between deep sucking breaths and her body still quaking from post-orgasmic tremors.
Becca didn’t hesitate, clearing space on the table to sit legs spread as I came around.
“Fuck yes,” she said “I want you to eat me first. After that you can do what you want to me, fuck whatever hole you want, cum wherever you want, just eat me first like you did her.”
My only response was to drop to my knees pulling her pussy to the edge of the table. She was already dripping wet, but I still managed to contain my desire long enough to start by trailing my tongue up and down her inner thigh. Her pussy smelt amazing, and I just wanted to dive right in, but I kept enough control to slowly spread her lips fully with my tongue, tasting her sweet juices. She grabbed my hair pulling me in deeper as my tongue started to probe her depths.
Her first breathless “oh fuck” as I flicked her clit undid all that control and soon I was frantically licking her pussy, her legs wrapped around my head pulling me in closer. Becca’s first orgasm was longer in the making but was just as intense as I sucked her clit into my mouth and rolled it between her teeth.
Her whole body tensed, then with a deep “ohhhhh fuuuucccckkkkkk” her orgasm hit, and she flopped back on the table unable to hold herself up anymore, while her pussy squirted all over me. I spared her no time to recover before I was on my feet grabbing her around the legs and burying my waiting cock into her pussy. She moaned deeply as I bottomed out and preceded to start fucking her has hard I had been Charlotte minutes before. With the way I was holding her there was nothing Becca could do but lay there and take the fucking I was giving her, but the depths of her moaning told me she was enjoying every minute of it. The sight of her tits bouncing in time with my thrusts drew me and I let go of her legs only to take one breast in each hand to squeeze them. Her response was electric, her back arching, pressing them into my hands, her hand flying to her clit. It felt like mere seconds before Becca was cumming again, squirting all over me as she squirmed in pleasure.
As Becca came down off her high I heard Charlotte say “Tweak her nipples”
So continuing my hard thrusts into her pussy, I rolled Becca’s nipples in my fingers causing her to moan deeply.
“Harder” Charlotte said, so I tweaked them with more force, Becca’s moan deeper.
“Fucking harder” this time it was Becca, almost pleading me.
I nipple-crippled her in response
“Oh! Holy fuck yes, just.. like… that oh, oh, oh, fuuuuucccccckkkkkkk”
In that moment, having given two gorgeous women back to back multi-orgasms, I felt like a fucking God, but a god that was more than ready to get mine.
So when Charlotte said “Stop” again I almost cried, then I heard “It’s time for you to fuck her pretty little face.”
“Oh fuck Shar” Becca responded in between moans “I’m not sure I can stand”
“You don’t need to stand silly, he can just pull your head off the edge of the table and fuck you like he’s been doing your pussy.”
Instead Becca eagerly pushed her head over the edge of the table and opened her mouth waiting for me. I walked back around and looked down at her lust filled eyes, before I slowly inserted my cock into her waiting mouth. Becca’s hands were already fingering her clit as over the course of a few slow strokes I fit my entire length into her mouth. I increased my pace as I reached forward tweak Becca’s nipples, and her deep moans of pleasure travelled up the base of my cock feeling so good. It wasn’t long until I was pulling her nipples as I fucked her face, my balls slapping into her nose on every stroke. I could feel my orgasm building and could tell after an entire morning of teasing it was going to be epic.
Charlotte was still sitting on her chair from lunch, watching me fuck her friends face, gently masturbating and knew by how my moans were changing I was getting close.
“Do you like her tits?” she asked
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Do you want to cum all over them?”
“No Mistress.”
“Where do you want to cum simp?”
I knew where I wanted to cum, and the answer surprised even me, given what was on offer
“On your tits Mistress, and only your tits.”
I’d cum on Charlotte’s tits 4 times already but still the thought of it sent electric shivers up my spine – there was nowhere else I wanted to cum.
She slid off the chair to kneel beside me “Then come and get them.”
I’m not sure what Charlotte was expecting, but she moaned delightfully as I grabbed a breast in each hand and started fucking those glorious tits using her friend’s saliva as lube. My entire world collapsed down to the feeling of my hard cock rubbing between those soft, full orbs. I could feel my orgasm building in my balls as I pounded away seeking that sweet release.
I heard Charlotte whisper “That’s it, cum for me baby” and I was done.
Waves of pleasure washed over me as my cock burst all over Charlotte.
As my orgasm subsided I collapsed into my chair, and with post-nut clarity three things occurred to me when I saw the amount of cum I’d just deposited onto Charlotte’s chest.
First was that she must have been deliberately teasing me all morning in order for me to have another nice big load for her.
Second was that between last night, this morning and now, Charlotte was covered in three different loads of my cum – I’d had entire relationships where I hadn’t given as many pearl necklaces as Charlotte was currently wearing.
Third was that I still wanted to do it again. There I was spent beyond believe, balls empty, and still the thought of pumping another load onto Charlotte was like electricity in my veins.
Goddamit was was it about this woman?
What I didn’t know in that moment, is how closely Charlotte’s thoughts mirrored my own. While she’d always loved watching the pure desire on a man’s face as they came on her tits, it had never been this visceral for her either, and she was already wondering how soon it would be until we could met up again.
Becca interrupted our thoughts “Fuck, that was so hot! Shar when can I borrow him again?”
“You can’t” she replied “He’s only my simp until sundown, and even after that you can keep your mits off him.”
“But I let Jack fuck you like 3 times.”
“Yeah, and I only came once. Simp here fucked you once and you came three time. Seems like you got the better deal to me.”
“Four,” I butted in with “I saw her squirt again while I was fucking her face.”
Becca pouted, “Dammit, Shar, that’s not fair”
“Don’t care.” Charlotte replied before poking her tongue out, causing both girls to laugh.
“Oh, I haven’t been fucked like that in ages” Becca sighed “If you ever change your mind Shar, I’m game.”
She looked back over at me and my slowly softening cock “Can I at least clean him up now?”
“Go right ahead, I’m sure simp won’t mind.”
Becca crawled off the table and started to lick around my head capturing all the cum she could find. After a few moments she had cleaned me thoroughly and realised her plan of getting me hard again for round 2 was going nowhere. We chatted for a bit as we all recovered, before Becca dressed and left us to our day.
Charlotte finally decided it was time to clean my cum off her, and so took me in to have a very sensual, but non-sexual shower. We were both completely spent by this point, and while we were both sure no more sex was on the cards, neither of us wanted to be the one to call an end to our time together. I could bore you with the minor details of our companionable afternoon together, but I think you’ll want me to skip ahead to part where we were wrong. About the sex that is – we had one more round left in us.
We were on the couch watching another brainless action movie we’d both seen a dozen times, talking some shit about the main character. I was sitting while Charlotte was lying on her side, using my lap as a pillow. Even after our shower we hadn’t bothered dressing and chilling there together naked felt like the most natural thing in the world. My left hand had just been resting on her waist, when I began to subtly notice how soft her skin was. It wasn’t even intentional as my hand started to slowly just roam over her side, just feeling how soft and smooth she was. Neither of us was thinking sexually at this point, I wasn’t trying to turn her on, and Charlotte was just enjoying the feeling of my hand roaming over her, but our bodies had already started reacting to one another. Slowly the path my hand followed grew, down to her hips, up across her stomach, back on to her side and down again. My hand wasn’t going anywhere near her pussy, or even brushing her breasts, but goosebumps started to form in the wake of my hand. Slow circuit by slow circuit of my hand, Charlotte’s body started rolling back inch by inch, opening more of her to my explorations. Still, in that moment neither of us was consciously aware of what was happening, but looking back we can both recognise how our bodies were in the early stages of arousal. That was until my hand finally crossed the boundary to cup her breast. She’d passed the point in her slow roll where she’d needed to move her arm around and under mine in order to allow me to continue. This meant her fantastic breasts were now on full display, sitting there just waiting to be touched. Any other time I would have been fixated on them, but my brain hadn’t yet caught up with what our bodies were working on. Slowly my hand moved over the smooth skin of her stomach, lazily drawing circles, moving closer and closer to her breasts. Soon I was rubbing a line just underneath, teasingly close and her body responded by arching slightly. By now Charlotte was fully lying on her back, only her head turned toward the TV. That’s when my hand made it’s move, coming up the far side of her stomach to cup her right breast, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“Mmmmm” her light moan was the point we both realised what was happening and she looked up at me.
“Again?” she asked surprised, her breathing short and shallow “How do you do this to me?”
My cock started to harden as my hand continued to knead her breast.
“Me? No no no, this is all you. You’re gorgeous, fun and kinky with epic tits and for some unknown reason you’re into me. My only explanation is that you’re a succubus here to drain me ‘cos no angel is this perfect.”
“Shut up sweet-talker, this whole plan was your idea.”
“Whatever Lillith, you were the one waiting for me remember.”
By now my hard cock was pressing into the side of her face, and whatever smart comeback she had was overruled by her desire to have my cock in her mouth again. She opened her mouth and turned just enough to take only my head in, sucking on it slowly while twirling it with her tongue. She stayed lying flat on her back still allowing my hand free reign to go where it wanted. At first I stayed on her breast, kneading it and tweaking her nipple gently before my hand started to down. Charlotte moaned lightly as my hand made its way down her stomach and she spread her legs as my hand made it’s way across her pubic bone. I leaned over slightly and ran a finger down her waiting pussy, just teasing the outside of her lips, feeling the wetness that was already appearing. Slowly I ran my finger back and forward across her lips, parting them gently, probing around her warm wet hole. I was turning her on more and more, and Charlotte was caught, unable to get as much of my cock into her mouth as she wanted in her current position, but also not wanting to move in a way that would stop my gently probing.
I resolved her problem a moment later “God I want to suck on your tits”
She pulled off my cock “Move over” and she sat up to straddle my lap. Charlotte kissed me deeply as she positioned herself above my cock, then with a guiding hand, sat down, impaling herself on my hard length. We moaned deeply into each other’s mouths that first contact, and just sat there for a moment kissing, just connected with each other.
Charlotte broke our kiss and presented her tits to me “They’re yours”
I took one in each hand squeezing gently, then put a nipple in my mouth which caused Charlotte to moan and start rocking her hips.
Unlike our earlier lust-filled fucking this was calmer, gentler. We both new this would build into something more vigorous, but for now we were both enjoying this low energy mode.
I sucked and nibbled on her nipples, as she held my shoulder and ground her hips.
“Oh fuck that feels so good” she moaned.
Our position was a little awkward with my bending to kiss her breasts, so I slowly started kissing up towards her neck. Those first light pecks on her neck drew a low, pleasurable moan from her lips, so I kept going, exploring her neck and the reactions it caused. While Charlotte kept her slow pace of grinding, she was thrusting harder, and her moans became those I was already recognising as the first stage of her orgasm. I kept kissing up her neck until I reach her ears, and tried nibbling on her earlobe. Charlotte’s reaction was immediate, her thrusts increasing in speed and her moans deepened into her imminent orgasm. I thought I knew what was coming next as she tensed up for that last moment before her orgasm, but I had no idea. All her orgasms up until now had been almost violent, like a force of pleasure was forcing its way out of her body. Pleasurable for sure, but violent.
This, was different.
It was like waves of pleasure radiating out, flowing through her body and releasing her from some unknown tension. I just watched her as she shook with her eyes closed, consumed by the still intense orgasm overtaking her. I’d never seen anything like it, and she’d never felt anything like it before.
A few seconds passed before she opened her eyes and looked down at me with an odd wonder. Then something else passed over her eyes, later she said it was the moment she thought to herself ‘I’m gonna make this guy cum like never before.’
All I knew was she settled her knees under her and started to grind again, lifting subtly at each end of the stroke. Slowly still built up more height, twisting and twerking her hips as she went. It was like she was using her pussy to massage my cock and it felt glorious. Charlotte started to pull out every trick she knew, heard about and even just started making shit up to see what I liked. I was in literal heaven as she bumped, ground, twisted and fucked me every way she could think of, just exploring what I liked. I liked it all and there are no words for just how absolutely fucking good the fucking she was giving me was. Of course the major problem with a multi-orgasmic capable woman fucking a guy whose balls have been well and truly emptied is that you’re definitely going to cum before him. As she built towards her next orgasm she started to lose control over the slow pace she’d been keeping and started to bounce on my cock driving herself harder to her climax. Her tits were bouncing in my face, until I took them in my hands and started tweaking her nipples just how she liked, which pushed her over the edge. Another gut busting orgasm flowed through her and she continued to impale herself on my hard cock.
She collapsed against me breathing heavily “Fuck, I want you to cum” she said
I lifted her off the couch and lay her down on the floor rug, kissing her gently. Slowly I started to thrust long slow strokes into her pussy, her legs wrapping around me drawing me in.
“Oh fuck, you feel so good” she moaned
Her fingers digging into my back urged me on and my pace increased. It wasn’t long before I was fucking her hard into the floor, my grunts and her moans of pleasure driving us both on. I could finally feel my own orgasm building as with a final deep moan Charlotte’s third orgasm flowed through her.
“Oh please cum for me baby” she whispered into my ear “I can tell you’re so close. I want you to cum for me.”
I looked at her and without words we were both agreed on what would happen next. She unhooked her legs from around me and I pulled out. I moved up to straddle her waist and her hands reached hungrily for my cock.
“Let me do it” she pleaded.
I didn’t argue as she went to work stroking on my cock and fondling my balls as I knelt straddled across her. Charlotte’s expectant face, her exquisite technique, those fantastic breasts and the thought of once again cumming on them – yes again – drove me beyond pleasure. With an almighty groan of my own I felt the first line of cum squirt from the tip of my cock, before I was lost in the overwhelming sensation of my orgasm.
When I finally came to my senses I looked down at Charlotte’s face “Fuck you look sexy doing that” she said.
I collapsed beside her, and cuddled into her.
We eventually made it through another shower then, still naked, into bed sleeping soundly in each other’s arms.
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