Thread: Whole New Urges [FuzzyWuzzie and Lord Dakol]

Thomas trembled lightly as she continued to explore every inch of him with her mouth and little tongue, pushing his hand back when he stroked her hair and head. He could feel the vibrations on his manhood when she purred, turning him on as he bucked his hips automatically, wanting more somehow. He then managed to get himself off when he called her by one of her nicknames, his meat throbbing excitedly as she stared up at him. Mmm . . . ! So good, he seemed to say, his tongue still lightly hanging out as he panted, slowly losing his mind. He could barely handle it when she did as he said, taking more of the shaft and head into her lips. This felt so damn wrong, but that only made it hotter and more erotic as she took as much as she could into her mouth without hesitation. He stared back at those vivid blue eyes, which were so much like his own as she stroke the rest that she couldnt fit. Thomas flinched slightly as the head gently touched the back of her throat, gazing worriedly at her. O-oh, sorry, sweetie . . . are you okay? he asked, frowning as he waited for an answer. However, whatever she might have said was blocked when she started to bob her head up and down, sucking him off as his meat throbbed, a very lovely sensation forming at the base when she played with his balls, which were ready and brimming with seed. As the pleasurable feeling began to rise up in his shaft, Thomas noticing how intently Lalunas hips shook and rotated, as if this was good for her too. But when that feeling rose up faster, his pet immediately took herself off the soaked rod, leaving it throbbing violently, angry that its climax had been denied. However, he grew excited again as she straddled him, pressing her tiny little slit against the shaft, making the pulsating more pronounced before she took off her dress. The sight he was given left him breathless, staring at each inch of innocent, supple flesh, the vision of her now completed as he resisted the urge to touch her breasts. He groaned lightly as she teased him, whispering quietly as she asked him the very important question of being her lucky mate. Thomas couldnt fight the way his body reacted, which grinded back against her lips as he thought it over. Y-ye- he began, but his parents voice intruded on his mind, telling him forcefully to stay away from her at a time like this. Thomas frowned, knowing that he had to control his urges. No, we cant, sweetie . . . thats too much, he murmured, feeling ashamed and guilty of saying no. He looked up into her eyes, frowning more deeply before he wrapped his arms around her waist, picking her up off his lap as he stood up. However, he couldnt bring himself to put her down. Now, instead, her legs were wrapped around his hips as both his manhood dug into that cute little mouth of hers below. Lets go take a bath, or a . . . or a shower, okay? Maybe thats what we need, he whispered, nuzzling into her neck as he picked her dress up as well - also making sure his pants were staying up. Then, he steadily carried her upstairs, ignoring the way she bounced against him as they headed into the bathroom. Turning on the warm water, he looked at her. You want a bath, or a shower . . . ? he asked.