Have her ride you
From Lord Of Utterdom
(Created page with '"I haven't much time," you say, as you toss the covers aside. "Straddle me as if I were a horse, and be quick." She nods, and then climbs onto the bed. She throws a shapely leg …')
Current revision as of 17:08, 16 April 2012
"I haven't much time," you say, as you toss the covers aside. "Straddle me as if I were a horse, and be quick."
She nods, and then climbs onto the bed. She throws a shapely leg across your hips and settles herself lower, her own sex mere inches from your hardening manhood. She reaches up and runs the length of her hand across her tongue, then reaches down and uses her own spittle to wet herself. Without hesitation, she then grasps your cock, lifts it until it's tip is pressed against the soft folds of her quim, and then presses her hips down. She grunts a bit, closing her eyes as you sink deep inside of her.
She puts both of her hands on your chest, her weight holding you down as she begins to rock her hips, rolling you in and out of her box. The heat there is extraordinary, and her wetness grows with every stroke. She moans loudly as she begins to move faster and faster, her heavy breasts bouncing wildly as she bucks against you. The scenery is gorgeous, and you edge closer to orgams.
She opens her eyes wide, her jaw falling slack, and she gasps suddenly. You feel her quiver around your shaft, and as she cums, you are unable to hold back. You pulsate within her, shooting your seed quickly into the depths of her as your groan in orgasm. She grinds harder and faster as you cum, until you've both passed the moment.
Quickly, she removes herself from your body, bows politely, and begins to dress herself. You take a moment to catch your breath, then step from the bed and begin dressing yourself as well. You dismiss the maid, wait until she is gone, then head out to seek your father.
Oddly, you don't feel a bit hung over anymore.
