A Scene in Three Parts … (part III)

He looks at the clock on his computer screen.  Quarter past nine: fifteen minutes until she has to wake up to get ready for work.  He has been planning her wake up call for most of the three hours she’s been napping.  He closes or minimizes the various on his computer screen and stands up slowly.  He walks to the bedroom carefully and quietly enters, shutting the door behind him.  In the dark room, he carefully steps around the bed and puts their pet boa back into her home, locking the lid as quietly as he can.

He removes his shirt and shorts then walks around to her side of the bed where she is sleeping still.  He gently reaches between her legs, brushing his finger tips lightly over her center.  She stirs a little, opening her legs a little more.  He strokes her pussy lips with his fingers and she moves, pulling her knees up under her and putting her ass in the air.  He quickly gets into position behind her and slides his cock inside of her pussy.

He leans over her as he rocks his hips and whispers in her ear, “You’re a dirty slut, aren’t you?  A touch on your pussy and you put your ass in the air, ready to be fucked.  You didn’t even check to see who it was.”

She shivers at his words, pushing back harder onto his cock as he straightens up and begins to thrust harder.  She moans softly, still not completely awake.  He runs his nails down her back to her hips, holding them tightly and moving her. He pushes her forward, then pulls her back, adding to the force of his thrusting.  Her moans get louder as her pussy tightens around his cock.

“That’s right, little one. Come for me.”

He stops moving as her orgasm subsides, then withdraws.  He rolls her over to her left side, using his hands to direct her.  Her right leg is bent, her knee pulled up towards her chest.  He straddles her left leg, using his hands to spread her open, he enters her again. She takes a deep breath as he slides inside of her pussy, then sighs as he begins thrusting as if he never stopped to change positions.  He runs his nails down her back and side, then teases her nipple and clit with his right hand.  Her hips rock, changing the sensations she is feeling and her quiet moans change to match.

He feels her muscles start to quiver and knows she is close.  He whispers, “Come again, little one, come hard.” He smiles as she shudders around his cock. He waits, one hand on her ass the other holding her nipple, for her to calm down just a little, then withdraws again.

“Lay on your back, little one,” he whispers, his voice husky with his building need and arousal.  She rolls to her back and opens her legs wide.  He quickly gets between her legs and enters her once more, hard and fast this time as his need becomes more urgent.  He pins her to the bed with his body, touching her at every point he can, kissing her hard, biting her neck and shoulders, sucking her nipples.  He fucks her hard, each thrust bouncing her on the bed.  He reaches up to grab her hair as he feels his orgasm coming.  He pulls her hair hard, whispering hoarsly, “Come NOW, little one, come with me.”

He kisses her mouth as they orgasm, shuddering with each other in pleasure, existing for that moment as one mind, one body, one spirit.

The moment passes, but their connection to each other is now stronger than ever.  He kisses her again, gently this time.

“I love you, little one.”

“I love you too, sir.”

(So, we had a good weekend.  I hope you all did as well. ^_^ )

Dragon Mage