'Ohhhh! Yesss!' the girl quivered beside him. 'It's good! Sooooo!
Gooooood!'
With that he had to agree. It was good! And he was enjoying it as much as the brunette above him.
Clamping his teeth around the stiff little bud, his tongue lovingly swirled around and around the wanton button. He savoured the warm, hard but flexible texture of the lust-ignited nipple. The girl's breathing was now a continual moan of desire. His teeth bit tighter, obtaining a secure hold on the sensitive tit-tip. Teasing at the dark cherry with his tongue, he eased his mouth away. The nipple stretched and paled, flooding the girl with a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure. She squealed with delight and lovingly cradled his head.
When at last his teeth released their grasp on the sensation-filled nipple, he found his mouth being stuffed with another mound of milky womanflesh. Straining his jaws as wide as possible, he took as much of the marshmallowy mass as he could. Gratefully, the girl groaned and trembled as his lips and tongue repeated their activities for the newcomer. The girl was quickly reaching the point of climax, the point he knew she had been directing him to.
As her groans turned to pleading whimpers of release, his lips and tongue went to work double-time. Ardently he sucked at the lust-gorged nipple as if trying to unseat it from its fleshy perch. A veritable oral whip, his tongue lashed across the stiff button of flesh, driving the girl higher and higher.
When she came, he caught her in his arms and gently caressed the super-sensitive breasts, while her body quaked and trembled under the blasts of rocking pleasure that reigned in her body.
When at last her heavy breathing subsided and the last tremors had stilled, her eyes fluttered open weakly and she smiled at him, 'Milord, you are something special-too few are the men that care about the pleasure of their women.'
In reply, he squeezed one of the massive tits, bringing another deep-throated groan from the girl. 'These are my pleasure, too!'
The girl smiled again, fully knowing his meaning, 'But now, it is my turn!'
Slowly, almost reluctantly, she removed herself from his arms. Reaching to her side, she grabbed one of the white pillows dotting the floor of the room, then tucked it behind his back. Her fingertips lightly eased him back into the softness of the cushion.
'This is so that your eyes will not be denied the delight,' she explained, as her fingers teased through the hairs of his chest and toyed with the small pebbles of his nipples. 'Most women do not realize that half the pleasure from their mouths comes in allowing their men to watch!'
And watch he did as the naked pleasure woman eased his legs apart and slid between them. Positioning herself on her stomach, her head hovered above the glistening crown of his cock. The long and delightful adventure with the girl's super-sensitive breasts had produced a hard-on of heroic proportions.
Lying there before him, propped up on her elbows, the girl's dark eyes rolled to him and smiled. While she held him with her gaze, the fingers of one of her hidden hands managed to catch him in another hold, far more pleasureful. Gently, her cool fingers surrounded the tight sac holding his balls. Expertly, she massaged the wrinkled bag. He felt the kidney shaped rocks dance back and forth at his scrotum under the gentle pressure. He groaned softly and smiled down at the girl.
Realizing her actions were pleasing, the prone girl brought her other hand to the base of his bludgeoning prick. In an almost teasing fashion, her fingers wrapped around the thick rod. Her eyes flashed another smile as her hand lovingly stroked up and down the turgid length.
He revelled at the sexy sight of a woman stretched out between his legs.
His captured testicles seemed to draw even more securely against his scrotum as the girl's tongue washed over her luscious lips. Hypnotized, he watched her eye the thick crystal drop of preseminal fluid ooze from the slit in the centre of his glans. His position afforded him a full view as her moist oral digit curled out and tapped the drop. Electricity sizzled through his body at the soft, wet touch.
Her tongue returned to her mouth. She rolled her sampling of his juices, savouring it. Finding it to her liking, she swallowed. Coyly, her dark eyes rolled to him once more and her tongue returned to his cock, swirling and teasing over the sensitive, soft skin of his blood-swollen glans. The red crown of flesh was left glistening with her saliva.
Her attention turned to the ridged underside of his pulsing shaft.
Extending that delightful tongue to its limits, she ran its wet tip languorously along the ridge of skin emerging from the forest of hairs covering his balls upward to the soft folds of wrinkled skin surrounding the aching arrowhead of his sex.
The velvet-like, taunting touch of her oral caresses sent tremors of sensuous pleasure coursing through his groin. The lust-filled length of his cock pounded as blood rushed through it at an increasing rate. His hand-held balls ached within their sac at the prospect of such an enticing means of release.
The girl's mouth opened slightly and her teeth bit lightly down on the rock-hard pole. Like a child with a candy stick she nibbled down to the base, while her tongue twirled over the skin caught by her teeth. At the bottom of his throbbing sex, she reversed her path and nibbled back up to the swollen head that glistened with new juices welling from his loins. Without hesitating, she lapped up the new secretions.
The fast flourishes of her tongue brought pleasure-racked groans from his throat and his penis jerked violently in approval. His eyes still held by the woman between his legs, he watched once more as her eyes moved up to study his face, then she lowered them to the imposing rod she now worshipped.
Her head bobbed and her lips parted. Tantalizingly slowly, her head lowered toward the meaty crown. Her mouth widened and accepted the thick head, sheathing it in the warm shelter of the interior of her mouth.
Then as if to prove to him that she was the expert Urusula had said she was, the girl glided down the full length of his massive cock, taking every last inch of it in one fluid motion. She stopped only when he thought his balls were about to be encompassed by her predatory lips.
Moaning, he resisted the urge to crush the girl's hair in his fists and rape her face. Although she probably would not have minded, he was not being eaten by an amateur in the art of fellatio. This was a specialist-a professional.
Ball-achingly slow, she pulled herself off the hard cock, until only its throbbing glans pulsed within the sweetness of her mouth.
Then she sucked!
Excruciating pleasure-pain rocketed through his body, as the girl's vacuum-like mouth took hold. With all her might directed to her activities, it seemed to him that her mouth could fully lift him from the floor with her suction if she so intended to do it. There was no doubt in his mind that his cock was entrenched in the mouth of an oral expert.
Again she eased her mouth back down the thick length of his organ, taking it fully. Then back up she came, sucking and twirling her tongue over the fullness as she went.
Amazed by the sight, he watched as the cock-hungry girl increased the speed of her mouthy strokes. Where his glans had gently nudged the back of her throat when she had begun, the lust-gorged tip of his sex now pounded at her throat. Over and over she pulled up, then dropped down on the hard spike of man meat, impaling her face upon it. He no longer had the urge to rape her mouth-she was doing it for him!
He took the fantastic mouth for as long as he was able to endure. But at last, that tight knot of release blasted its way up the rigid pole of his lust. Violently, to match her own methods, he grasped the thick tresses of brunette hair. In a desperate hold, he held her educated lips and mouth to his exploding shaft.
But there was no need for his actions. The girl accepted the fiery load he offered. Willingly, she helped suck the opalescent fountains of hot come that spurted from the end of his prick. Helpless in his release, he watched her cheeks hollow as she sucked. Her throat twitched and bobbed as she swallowed every burning drop of the thick cream that coated her mouth and throat.
When at last she had sucked him dry, she removed her trained lips from his wilting penis. Smiling at the pleasure-weakened Earthman, she scurried from between his legs and moved to his side, nestling her head in the hollow of his shoulder. Almost absentmindedly, he fondled the tantalizing breasts that snuggled close to him as a 'thank you' for the satisfaction she had brought. Kitten-like, the oral expert Jocelyn purred in return.
Fully enjoying the summery heat of Jocelyn's naked body against his, Ponkert's eyes moved across the room where his host and the girl Cynda were fully involved in their own form of sexual play.
Ponkert's first appraisal of Tomar's physique was accurate. The Hortian king may have been in his forties, but
