One Summer Day Part II by Talon

    There is a animistic look in your eyes as you lean forward to take hold of my member, so exquisitely hard in your commanding vice. Leaning forward I watch as you ease back into the chair placing each leg over an arm. I almost loose my balance as you bring me to your lips and I have to grab the back of the chair to steady myself. My eyes widen as I watch you lick the outside of my bathing suit and pull it down, teasing me from back to front as if you were savoring a lollipop.

    Your tongue flicks out like a cobra circling the bulbous head while your other hand takes hold of my tight sack and pulls on it with authority. I yelp in protest but I know it will only get me more of the same as you tug again with a bit more force. Shimmering lips begin to part as they engulf the circumference of my meat, sucking on it voraciously then dragging your teeth along the rim. I shake and quiver as you lash at my throbbing cock, my knuckles turn white as I grasp the back of the chair, resisting the urge to take hold of your head and plunge it down the length of my lust.  My hips buck and thrust into you as you open your throat wide to accept me, saliva covering the long mass and drooling out the sides of your warm, enticing mouth. Your hand releases my jewels Just as I am about to cum.

    You move your hand down and between my legs as you plunge your tongue along the underside of my shaft. I can feel your breath against my skin as I look down to see you taking the full length of me. I cry out when you push your finger into my body, moving it in and out fucking me, owning me, making me yours. As if you ever had to do anything but look at me to have that acceptance and devotion.

    My breaths come quick and shallow as the walls of your mouth close around me, your tongue assaulting every electric nerve and I can't hold back any longer. "PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE CAN I CUM MY LADY" I cry out with a whimpering voice. The avalanche of pleasure only being held back by a fly swatter of self control. "PLEASE MY LADY, I AM BEGGING YOU!!" I nearly scream in agony. I feel a sharp sting as you slap my tush hard, then reentering me with two fingers fast and deep.

    Pulling your head back for a brief moment you look at me sternly, as if I had given some measure of affront to you. "You WILL cum for me boy, not now, RIGHT NOW!!"
    I roar like a possessed demon as I start to trickle, then release a flood of my hot sweet nectar, gushing forth, squirting into your mouth. The chair groans in protest as I rock my body along with it while an all consuming feeling of illicit wickedness takes control of my inner being. Pressurized blasts of my seed escape into your greedy throat to take all of my tribute. Time stops for long moments as my body goes nearly into shock, your fingers pumping into me like an oil well as you stroke every salty drop from my body.

    Not wasting any time you go to the floor and motion for me to follow. I do as I am told and lay on my back. A sharp scowl rides across your tender face and you snap your fingers for me to come to you. I rise up immediately and go to you. Laying down you place your legs on my shoulders and levering yourself using the chair you thrust hard towards me. The suddenness of it makes me lurch forward to invade your temple. Silken walls clamp down and hold me tightly as your legs clench at my neck, but only for a moment do you wait. Leaning forward and pressing your legs against my chest you start to thrust at me, wanting me to fill you with my mass.

    Moving slow at first and I see the tender Lady that has taken my will as her own and I respond in kind with a languid rocking motion. You hook your finger and motion for me to come closer. As I do so I feel your nails rip down my chest as you take me into a deep hypnotic kiss. Such fury and brutality could only come from a Lady who truly knows what she wants and takes it as she needs. You pick up the pace as your body bucks faster. With each thrust I go deeper and deeper, harder and harder. You can feel me deep within your belly, touching parts of you that you thought were unreachable, but you don't care. All that matters is the pleasure that your boy is giving you. The pleasure that you take from him as it is your right to do so.

    Moaning loudly my hands go behind my neck and I hold on while you fuck me like a Shetland pony. My blue eyes watch you and the blistering sight of voracious yearning and carnivorous, mind bending passion crossing your face fuels my sinewed frame to double and re double my efforts in such perverted ways. As the sweat sprays from my body I can see the intent in your eye, the look of knowing that you have inspired me to let the raw unchecked animal out. I start to climb that hill of ecstasy making my way to the top and the point of no return and I see that we are taking that journey together, hand in hand, leash in hand.

    You move your hand and start to pinch my nipple, the pain of it brings me to a higher level of consciousness and my hand goes to your own to mimic the same motion.  I moan louder and the sound fills the room. I let go of all restraint and control over myself. I give it all to you, the one who I draw breath for. The one that, every action I take, is to please and make her existence easier in some way. And when I think that I couldn't last much longer, you look at me, searing your emerald green gaze right through me, seeing every faction of my being, my very soul. I lay bare to you as you examine that which you own.

    Lips part as all sound is nullified, there is only your voice, your soft lilting voice that I pray to all the gods and goddesses every night that I yearn to hear you call my name. "NOW"  you say with a tender look. A smile spreads over my lips and the gates of paradise erupt. I tumble over that cliff and plunge into the waters below letting the sensation washing over me sending wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure racking my body, making it shake. I feel your walls close around my cock holding it and pulsating, milking it of my seed over and over. Hands claw and rip at my body as you free fall into the well of decadent, glorious bliss.

    There is a shift in the ether around us that I cannot explain while our bodies touch, our souls touch, exchanging vows and promises that will transverse any boundary that is known. With a final thrust and a low growl you release yourself one final time. The hot liquid squirting deep inside of you rushes out and covers my quivering thighs, feeling the warmth of your nectar flowing down across my skin. Breathing hard and shaking, sweat glistening on our skin ,you stand, sliding yourself from me. Looking down at our cum trickling from your body to my chest as I collapse in a near convulsing yet blissfully satisfied heap of boy and I find that I can barely move.
    The glass of tea still sits on the table with a wet ring stain from where it had been sitting can be seen as you pick it up and take a drink with a satisfied smirk on your face. "Be sure to mend that shirt my dirty and delicious boy."
    Spinning on your spiked heel you leave me there to enjoy the moment before having to lift my exhausted frame and begin my duties.

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