Angel’s plaything – part 3 [sleeping] [blowjob] [spooning]

Fondling her breasts was very comforting and quite addictive too, but it was time to let go of them. I set my mind on exploring her unconscious body, and that’s what I’m going to do.

First, I needed to find out whether she won’t wake up for real. “The fastest way to test it is…” I wondered while sliding my hands under her armpits, then stood up with her. Our height difference was big enough so that her feet were freely hanging a few inches above the ground.

Before I figured out the solution to my problem, I noticed something. The angel’s body was surprisingly light. I knew she was a petite girl, and her eyes were closer to my crotch than my head, but her weight still didn’t match that.

If I were to lower my grasp, maybe placing my fingers under her oversized breasts, then I could use her as a meat hole made for me to use. The thought of doing it seemed appealing, but I imagine she wouldn’t be happy to find herself being harshly fucked mid-air after waking up. Specifically, since I was her “slave.”

Angel’s plaything – part 2 [gentle femdom] [rimbjob] [fingering (male)] [cumplay] [aftercare]

She grabbed my head and pulled me towards her chest. It felt as if she immersed my head in an ocean of warm and thick liquid. It appeared that earlier she knew she pushed me a bit too far, and I needed to rest. She turned my head, making me face her breast sideways.

I found myself slowly closing my eyes. The angel lightly ran her fingers through my hair in a circular motion. The position in which we were in reminded me of a dog and her owner. Her petting me while sandwiching me in her tits turned out remarkably relaxing.

Before I knew it, I had the best sleep I have ever had. I didn’t dream of anything, but I remember feeling all kinds of positive emotions. It was my first time being intimate with a woman, after all.

Waking up, I had noticed that not a lot of things had changed. The girl’s breasts were still there, and she was still playing with my hair. The only difference that I was aware of was the collar around my neck. I tilted my head up to find the angel looking at me with a motherly smile.

Angels aren’t what you’d expect [gentle femdom] [footjob] [excessive cum]

This was originally posted as a reply in dirty writing prompts subreddit, but it didn’t get much attention. Figured it wouldn’t hurt to post this here and see what you all think.
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An overwhelming light has hit my eyelids as I realized that I don’t know what was happening before now. It felt as if I have awakened from a very long slumber.

“Welcome, you’re quite earlier than the average…”

I heard a woman’s voice talking to me. If I were to judge her personality on that voice alone, she would be a kind and caring person that knows what she wants and how to get it. I opened my eyes to find myself standing in front of a rather beautiful woman. She was noticeably shorter than me, her breasts were on the larger side, and there was a cute looking and shining aureole above her head. Her hair colour was between golden and blindly white, the same that her brows and eyelashes had. It seemed that it was her natural colour, which meant her pubic hair is most likely to have the same wonderful tint. With that thought in mind, I blushed.