+10xp
I stood in the hut now that Neferit was gone. I throbbed and ached that I hadn’t sought to plunge myself inside her and show her a whole new world of pleasure. I was surprised I got any experience for providing a massage to someone without the relief of an orgasm on top of that. I longed for Bongani to come back so I could satisfy myself with him.
Setting myself down on the bed I looked closely at the things around me. The thoughts of going to Thoth after what I had done to Oda could possibly make me a pariah to them. However, Bongani had done nothing wrong. Only standing aside when he could have protected her. Or at least attempt to do so. I could send him. It would be draining, to be pushing him to learn all the things when I could not.
If I did that I would have to listen to Bongani, to trust him to do so with focus and care. Rubbing my face I tried to think. I needed him to have a job, I needed every last bit of currency that I could get. I could make money fighting, placing bets, Bongani working, and potentially I could set myself up in some place providing these massages that I experimented with. It had even given me a slight amount of experience. With what I was losing as well, if I could shed the negative experience hit I could get back to leveling up.
“Does it cost money to use the Dungeon? What other obstacles will I run into?” Closing my eyes I knocked my head with my hands gently. I’ll make a list for Bongani, on the days he doesn’t work he will go to the church. Plus, with the other members being men he would blend in better than I can.
Slowly the door opened and I glanced at Bongani. His eyes were somewhat hazy with the drinks he had. He closed the door and looked at me hungrily. I smirked, I was still wound tightly from the massage. He sauntered to me and set himself down between my knees. He looked up at me with worship in his eyes.
I watched his chest rise up and down quicker as he licked his lips, “Use me.” His tone was begging, full of wanting.
“Undress me, do it slowly. I’m going to take my time with you.” I gripped his hair in a tight fist as he hissed in lustful pain. His hands drifted down my legs and pulled the straps keeping my sandals in place. He licked his lips as he stared at me, unwilling to blink and miss a moment.
When he was done taking his time I yanked him up my body and brought him close enough to my torso to undress me. Desperately he went to strip me, his hands quicker than I wanted. So I tightened my fist. “Slower.”
I pressed my feet against his thighs, walking them up towards his throbbing cock. As his hands lifted my shirt I cupped his balls with the top of my foot and rubbed them slowly, playing with them. I let go of his hair as he pulled the shirt fully off me, my breasts perky and ready to be touched.
“Touch me, suckle and bite. Be my good male and listen.” I cupped the back of Bongani’s head and pulled him between my breasts. I could feel him taking a deep breath, absorbing the smell of my sweat from a day in the heat. Feeling his tongue lap my skin, enjoying the salty taste of my body. He nuzzled under my supple mounds, rubbing his face along the moisture of my body. I moaned as he dragged his tongue across my body.
Moaning, I brought him to my hard peaked nipples. Instantly he wrapped his mouth around them and sucked hard, his cheeks hollowing as the blessed pressure tugged at me. As he pleasured me I pinned his cock against his stomach, stroking the meat under his cock up and down. His tongue flicked my nipple quickly sending tingles through me. My cock throbbed, pressing against the tight cloth covering it.
Bongani switched to my other breast as I worked his cock and balls with both my feet. I let go of his hair, trusting him to lavish me with attention as I grabbed my skirt and underclothes. I had to wiggle a bit to pull them enough out of the way to free me. The cloth stuck to my dripping cunt while I giggled and growled in frustration and pleasure. Tired of my breasts being teased I pulled him free and kissed him hard, absorbing all the things he wanted me to do to him. Anticipation and desire filled me to the brim.
I yanked and pulled until he was laying on the bed. I stood, one foot on each of his sides as I reached up and grabbed the beams supporting the roof. I slid one foot against his flat stomach as we locked eyes with shared desire. I ran my foot slowly up his body and stopped at his neck. I pressed down, cutting off his air. He gurgled as his eyes opened wide. His cock twitched with a flood of desire as his mating musk filled the room.
Bongani’s hands wrapped around my leg pulling down harder. I kept the pressure just shy of cutting off everything. I resisted his pull and allowed him to wheeze and struggle. Precum dribbled down the tip of his cock coating his shaft. His eyes rolled as he reached for his own cock, desperate to stroke. I kicked his arms away, relieving the pressure on his throat, “No no no. You do what I say. Put your hands above your head and grip the top of the bed.
I pressed my foot against his face, I could feel him taking deep sniffs of me. His eyes rolled as I parted his lips with my toes. Dipping them inside his mouth I could feel him instantly lapping at me. I rubbed his spit all over his feet dipping it back when the slickness stopped. I shoved down, pinning his cheek to the ground. “You want me to stroke you, don’t you?”
“P-p-please, I’ll d-d-do anything.”
I reached down, my foot covered in his spit as I stroked him once more. Squishing and manipulating his shaft and balls. He throbbed so hard I could feel his heart against my sole. I ground down against him, rubbing him while drips of precum started painting his belly. “Will you do anything for me?”
“Anything,” He groaned, his hands going white gripping the edge of the bed.
“Would you die for me?”
“I-i-in an instant,” He started to pant. Drool dribbling out the edge of his mouth.
“Cum for me, by a good male.” That triggered him, ropes of cum spurt from his tip. I painted his stomach rubbing his cum everywhere. “Good boy,” I wiped my foot on his chest before walking up. I turned around and knelt, hovering my pussy above his lips. “You’re going to be my seat until I cum.”
Before he could answer I dropped my hips, I ground myself against his face. My eyes rolled as I let out a low moan. He licked and flicked his tongue stimulating me while I rubbed back and forth. My hands braced against his chest, angling it so his tongue teased the entrance to my tunnel. The supernaturally long tongue plunged into me, twisting unnaturally. I bit my lip, moaning as my cock throbbed hard enough to ache.
I grabbed his hands, pinning him, “Keep your tongue in me!” I started to lift and drop my hips as I fucked myself with his tongue delving into me. The wet slap of my body on his face filled me with lust. “Yes, ohh fuck me.”
Cum dribbled from my tip, a line of it running to the bottom of his neck. I swiped a hand through the cum on his stomach and leaned back, changing the angle he was stimulating me from. I grabbed my cock hard and began to stroke. My free hand groped at my tits, pinching and pulling at my needy nipples. My cock begged to be touched more, gripped harder. It wanted to be buried into something.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck,” My first orgasm ran through my aching womanhood as I gushed into his mouth. I watched his throat desperately swallowing my juices. “Oooooh yes,” I needed more. I lifted enough to guide my cock against his lips, with a shove he parted for me. Pressing deeper I soon felt the back of his throat. I bounced my hips again, pounding his mouth while I half lay down. I lapped at the salty delicious cum on Bongani’s stomach as my eyes rolled. Hands gripped my hips as Bongani shifted. The angle was perfect for me to slide into his throat.
I kept my hips pressed against his lips as his throat worked to swallow against my cock. I was slower, savoring every pump of my cock as deep as I could go, stroking my whole length with his wonderful mouth. His cock was hard again waving just under my mouth.
I wrapped one hand around under his leg, spitting on my finger. As I wrapped his cock in my lips I buried my finger as deep into him as I could. Pressing towards my own face once I was two knuckles deep. The angle made my wrist ache but the sheer bliss of his moan sent shivers down my cock.
Desperately I sucked until my cheeks were hollow. I pressed down, hilting him in my mouth as I fingered his ass. Everytime I pressed up towards my mouth he throbbed, letting a squirt of his cum against my tongue.
I was about to cum. I wanted him to cum with me. He throbbed, ready for me. His breath was brushing against my pussy, each gasp sending a shiver of cool air through me. I couldn’t hold it any longer, I thrust to the root before erupting down his throat. It triggered his own orgasm just as I pulled off of it to moan and breathe. I snapped my eyes closed as cum coated my face, each delve of my finger sending another spray on me.
With the last of my strength I pulled out of his mouth and collapsed on top of him. Feeling him breath roughly I was also gasping. Both of us were coated in sex and the scent was heavenly. A long low moan slid out of my lips. “Such a good male,” I rubbed my cheek on his thigh.
“I’ll d-d-do anything f-for you,” His mumbled, his voice rough from the recent throat fucking.
“Yes, yes you will.”
