Thread: Taking Back What's Ours ( Jan  & Vulgrim )

Whoever had thought up circumcision, all those thousands of years ago, was a fool as far as Sylvia was concerned. There was no reason for it in terms of hygiene--Therian was never the slightest bit dirty--and in terms of aesthetic, there was nothing she liked watching more than him exposing the almost too sensitive head of his cock to her. When he did that, she knew that he was serious, that he truly wanted her. That he needed her. Now, there was no calming him down, no matter what else happened. Even if his own brother came through the door and sat down to watch, Therian was beyond stopping now. Several drops--well, more than several drops, a lot more--of his thick sticky precum had been trapped in the folds of his foreskin. And as Sylvia watched, licking her lips and stroking him with her dainty little hands, he scooped up some of that thick nectar and slid it, and his fingers, directly into her mouth. And now there was no turning back for her. The minute she tasted his concentrated masculine essence, she shivered, he could feel it. She sucked at his fingers, going so far as to grab his hand when he tugged it back in order to get every last droplet of that thick cream off, and when he finally did pull his fingers away, she was breathing in and out, in and out, so hard that her breasts rose and fell against his thighs repeatedly. He could almost see her soft pink nipples. Almost, but not quite. That thick slab of his dwarfed her face, and so she was half-hidden from him as he pressed it firmly against her face. He didn't need to be as gentle with her as he might have with a smaller woman, she could take it even when he mashed that heavy shaft of his against her nose so hard that it nearly hurt. The whole while, she was tonguing him, kissing him, stroking him with one hand, while her free hand disappeared between her own legs. This process was nearly silent, except for when she whispered, almost too quietly to hear, Gods, your big cock makes me feel so sexy. The only thing that stopped her was when he gave her hair a yank, painful enough to sting a bit and make her mouth open with a silent gasp. She looked into his eyes as he commanded her. And when he was finished speaking, she obeyed. Her hand withdrew itself from her legs--paused at her mouth so that she could give her fingers a brief lick--and then she took both of his much more powerful hands into hers. These she guided across her face so that he could feel her youth, her beauty, and her love for him as she nuzzled against them, and then slid them until they were holding her hair firmly at the back of her head. At his mercy, she stroked him twice, then set her hands gently on his thighs, his abs, so that she could feel his musculature. After staring at his slightly swaying cockhead a few times and planting a few hungry kisses on it, she looked into his eyes again. You're in control now, Therian. You can have my face however you want. She paused, and then rubbed over his toned belly once. You don't have to be gentle. This time... you can make me gag. That was a line that she'd never quite let him cross before, but now she was telling him that he could, and judging by the expression in her eyes, she was telling him... she wanted to gag on his big fat cock.