Thread: His Personal Whore II (doom29169&Midori)

He felt a mouth on his cock. In his half awake state he reached down and felt her hair. He could think of no better wake up than to have his cock sucked. His eyes opened and he saw that he was looking down into Charolette's beautiful green eyes, and his flashed a smoldering look at her. He was wrong, he admitted to himself, there was no better way than being woken up with Charolette sucking his cock. He quickly became frustated, though, as he was unable to touch her in responce. He nudged her and indicated he wanted her to move into a 69 position. When her thighs were on either side of his head he could see the heated moisture oozing out of her slit. She was getting hot. He eralized why Ed had not helt his gun any longer, she was a born cock sucker. She slide her mouth back down his prick and this time into her throat as if to say first one who cumes looses. He grinned as two could play that game. His teeth found the piercing over her clit and he pulled it, gently exposing and stimulating her clit at the same time. When the beautiful little bud was in view he slithered his tongue against it, attacking it slowly at first but soon building speed with his firm wet tongue. Then he penetrated her with his first two fingers, feeling how truely slopily wet she was. He felt around for her G spot and when he found it, he massaged it with his finger. This brought her head down further, her nose right up against his balls that her fingers were toying with. He wondered if she could smell them and if they indeed had some property in their smell which would further aurose her. her throat muscles clenched around his dick, milking him as she swallowed, which set off his orgasm. He filled her throar and mouth with his seed, and he determinedly went after her orgasm as well. She had beaten him and deserved her prize. When she was sated he held her again, knowing he would miss her terribly for the week. He also wanted to tell her something, but his stomach growled and got in the way. I'll make you breakfast. He annouced and took her byu the hand, leading her into the kitchen. They were both naked, but he found and tied on an apron to shield himself from greese. He asked what she liked, making sure she wasn't a vegitarian before making the eggs. He had ordered her appartment stocked and so anything they could want was within arms reach. I was a cook at I-Hop when we first met. He confessed. Remembering his generous tips, and realizing how little he must have actually had made them seem even larger now in hindsight. He was a good cook. he made them each specialty pancakes and eggs with peppers, onions, mushrooms and meat if she wanted. He sat them down and just talked to her. He asked about her plans. Did she wish to go to college? He could arrange it if she did. Whatever she wanted, he had enough to make it happen. Finally he came to his confession, the real one. Charolette, I picked you. Before I even made the contest, it was a ruse to get you to me. I wanted you, the whole time. I don't suppose you'll be wanting to stay with our arrangement now that you've gotten out from under Roger, but...it would please me. There are so many more things we could do, so many new experiances to try. I want to have those with you.