“We’re fucking,” Rave exclaimed the moment they stepped into his home.
“What? I mean, yes, okay, I’m not complaining, but…?” John was silenced by his girlfriend pressing her lips on his. He got the signal to not ask any more questions and instead hugged Rave tightly. Contact with her still made him tingly all over. Pressing herself against him, arms slung around his neck and a leg rubbing against his dick - Rave knew exactly what she wanted from him right now and that she would get it.
“Welcome back, Master.” Aclysia must have heard them and greeted them at the entrance with a bow. “I have cleaned the apartment as per your wishes. Can I expect that…”
“John and I are going to stay alone for now.”
“…my services are required in the bedroom? I understand, in that case I will continue with my chores.” Aclysia finished her initial question, then her response, and only then began to walk away. “Please do call me if you change your mind.”
“You have such a needy servant.” Rave playfully complained.
“I also have a needy girlfriend,” he whispered back, “but I am just the guy for my situation.” They kissed again. A short one this time, followed by Rave taking his hand and pulling him towards his own bedroom.
They passed the bathroom. Aclysia was in the process of stripping, the cosplay outfit, her usual get-up, getting absorbed back into her and leaving her naked. She did not bother to close the door. John had the feeling that she left it open on purpose. Hot water running down her form was likely the least of the reasons why she was becoming friends with the showerhead.
‘Needy indeed,’ John thought.
Once inside his room (which was clean to the point of absurdity, Aclysia be thanked) Rave pushed him onto the bed. “You are getting rewarded.” She purred. John grinned from ear to ear.
“Oh, for what?”
“For showing some balls and not letting me storm off angrily.” She wiggled her hips in a bit of a dance, as she pulled off her top.
“And what’s my reward?”
Rave kicked away her pants, making him lick his lips instinctively. “Mhm, let me see your dick and I can tell you.”
John’s pants opened on their own. Almost autonomously, they wiggled down his legs, jumped off the bed and folded themselves neatly. “Did…did you just use Possession to undress?” Rave asked. John kept his stupid grin and instead of answering her question, Rave’s bra suddenly went freediving. His boxers were tossed aside.
Rave just laughed and kneeled down between his legs, on the floor. A long lick up the underside of his cock was the first reward. “You’ve become so big,” she flirted with his erection. “Started kinda small, now you’re… what?”
“16 centimetres,” he told her.
“Hmm, that’s pretty good,” Rave hummed and wrapped her hand around the lower half of his cock. “Definitely growing into a size queen with ya. Wonder how much bigger it can get before I won’t be able to do this anymore.”
She wrapped her glossy lips around the head and sucked. Her tongue swirled around in circles. A steady stream of precum pumped up the shaft. Rave tasted it greedily. She had gotten ever more debauched about this, as she got more used to the taste and his diet increasingly contained strawberries. After a few more seconds of stimulating only the tip she slowly moved her head downwards.
Only past the halfway point did she run into difficulty. Deepthroats weren’t quite as regular as John would have loved them to be and even the training she had gotten so far didn’t suffice to get all the way down all the time. She was getting better, but it wasn’t quite that easy.
The apparent difficulty was why John loved her for going through the struggle. Slowly, only backing off a bit here and there, she took all of him inside. His cock glided into the slippery insides of her tight throat. The walls convulsed around him. Gag instincts told her to pull back, but she overcame them.
Rave looked up at him with her pretty blue eyes, teary as they got by forcing herself to remain down there for as long as possible. He groaned in bliss at the sensation. A hand brushed through her pink hair.
Even a superhuman needed to breathe eventually and Rave pulled back until she could take a few breaths through her nose. Only that far. She was careful that his dick never left her mouth. For a few minutes, she bobbed up and down only in the comfortable area. Her tongue made up for the encompassing warmth of her throat.
All the while, she was giving his sack gentle attention. It didn’t do much for him on a sensation level, but the tender touch and intent he received eagerly. Suddenly, she took a deep breath and went all the way back down again. Lips to the base of his cock, she pulled back a bit, then went all the way back down, never letting him out of her throat no matter how much her eyelids fluttered.
“Oh Fuck….” John grit his teeth. “Jane, I am so close.” He pushed out and was rewarded with Rave shoving her face all the way down and remaining there. The only motions now were rhythmic gyrations, done with practically her entire body. The little movements in addition to the tightness pushed him over the edge quickly.
With a groan, he pinned her head to his crotch and came. Spurts of semen pumped straight into her stomach. Rush after rush of seed ran down her throat. Throughout it all, Rave kept sucking him in, her tongue pressing him against her palette and massaging the pulsing shaft. A last strand of semen pushed out of his dick with force, before Rave finally pulled back. She pumped his softening dick a few times and licked the drop of cloudy liquid from the tip.
“That was the first half of your reward.” Rave licked her lips and stood up. She pulled down her panties. John couldn’t help but notice the wet spot in the middle and grinned. Their relationship was making her a bit more perverted, he noticed, and he was there for all of it. “Think you can go for a second round?”
John grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto the bed. She landed on the side and quickly rolled on all fours, facing him with her wonderful ass.
“Just give me a moment to recharge.” John said behind her. He spread apart her pretty pink lips with his thumbs, his hands on her firm backside. His tongue ran along the revealed moist walls of her pussy. He loved her sweet taste, he loved how good it made her feel and even more he loved the responses he got.
“Oh yes!” she shouted, followed by short, high-pitched moans. Her voice quivered with excitement as the thrill of pleasure rocked through her body. Quivers travelled up and down her body each time John’s skilled tongue connected with the sensitive spots inside her. “JOHN!” She screamed when the tip of his tongue suddenly swirled around her clit. Her hands dug into the cushion, “I want to cum, yes John, come in. Push that tongue inside me.” She begged.
He didn’t deliver.
With a slightly devilish grin John pulled back. “I thought this is my reward,” he teased, as Rave looked back at him with a disapproving glint in her lustful eyes.
“Don’t ya grow cocky on me, John.” She breathed heavily with need; wiggled her bubble butt in a tempting motion. “I wanna have something a bit thicker than sass.”
“Mhm, I wonder.” John aligned his cock with her pussy. “Could you be referring to THIS?” He pushed into her with a single thrust. That swift impalement pushed Rave over the edge. She threw her head back in a cascade of hair and screamed. How wonderful it was to have a house to themselves – and a loudly masturbating servant.
John put his hands around her hips, pulled his hips back, then drew her hips towards his crotch as he thrust forwards. Again and again and again he filled her hot, tight slit with his cock.
Squishy wet sounds joined loud moans. The vocalizations of lust were only interrupted after the orgasm had run its course and only by largely failed attempts at forming words. “Oh….for… Aaaaaah!....” Her hands clawed into the cushion and she screamed a few words into the mattress. “Oh… John…you….you….”
“What about me?” John groaned as Rave’s orgasming snatch clamped down on him so hard that only the ridiculous amount of lubricant the orgasm also provided made movement even possible. “Am I fucking you silly? Do you want me to stop?” He asked but he knew Rave better than to expect that sort of answer.
“No…you..mmhhm…ya dick…..I just….” Rave spasmed all over again as a second orgasm followed right after the first. Her spine arched down, emphasizing the roundness of her ass even further. Her arms gave in and then she was face down ass up in front of him. Her fingers dug into the sheets. “OH YES!” Her scream reverberated from the walls. “I just…Oh Gaia, you are on point today….” She finally got her message out. “Fuck me just like that…. deeper…. harder!”
John was happy to deliver on that request and fucked her as hard as he possibly could with how tight she was at the moment. So strong was the resistance he had to go through that he felt himself drifting closer to the point of no return each time his dick penetrated her all the way.
Rave whimpered and screamed in quick succession, her body unable to handle what was probably her third orgasm in a row. At this point neither was John and he counted down for himself. Three strokes, that was all he could manage.
Once, he buried his dick inside her all the way. Rave’s body jumped and she squealed. Her body suddenly broke back into the bed as her arms gave in but she screamed and clamped onto his dick nonetheless.
Twice, his hips met hers with a loud smack. The round ass under his hands jiggled, the soft flesh casting shadows where his fingers greedily dug in and interrupted the perfect spheres of her backside.
Thrice, he penetrated until he was balls deep and then he came for the second time. His seed coated her insides and filled her with an enormous load that swept all the way into her womb, painting everything white with his semen.
Every spurt was direly necessary. Bowed over her, pressed into her ass and her depths, he let the moment wash away all thoughts. Over and over again, he shot his seed into her quivering quim. She wasn’t quite squirting today, but her turned face was dominated by a lewd grin regardless.
John did not get to leave the bed for several more hours.
“We’re fucking,” Rave exclaimed the moment they stepped into his home.
“What? I mean, yes, okay, I’m not complaining, but…?” John was silenced by his girlfriend pressing her lips on his. He got the signal to not ask any more questions and instead hugged Rave tightly. Contact with her still made him tingly all over. Pressing herself against him, arms slung around his neck and a leg rubbing against his dick - Rave knew exactly what she wanted from him right now and that she would get it.
“Welcome back, Master.” Aclysia must have heard them and greeted them at the entrance with a bow. “I have cleaned the apartment as per your wishes. Can I expect that…”
“John and I are going to stay alone for now.”
“…my services are required in the bedroom? I understand, in that case I will continue with my chores.” Aclysia finished her initial question, then her response, and only then began to walk away. “Please do call me if you change your mind.”
“You have such a needy servant.” Rave playfully complained.
“I also have a needy girlfriend,” he whispered back, “but I am just the guy for my situation.” They kissed again. A short one this time, followed by Rave taking his hand and pulling him towards his own bedroom.
They passed the bathroom. Aclysia was in the process of stripping, the cosplay outfit, her usual get-up, getting absorbed back into her and leaving her naked. She did not bother to close the door. John had the feeling that she left it open on purpose. Hot water running down her form was likely the least of the reasons why she was becoming friends with the showerhead.
‘Needy indeed,’ John thought.
Once inside his room (which was clean to the point of absurdity, Aclysia be thanked) Rave pushed him onto the bed. “You are getting rewarded.” She purred. John grinned from ear to ear.
“Oh, for what?”
“For showing some balls and not letting me storm off angrily.” She wiggled her hips in a bit of a dance, as she pulled off her top.
“And what’s my reward?”
Rave kicked away her pants, making him lick his lips instinctively. “Mhm, let me see your dick and I can tell you.”
John’s pants opened on their own. Almost autonomously, they wiggled down his legs, jumped off the bed and folded themselves neatly. “Did…did you just use Possession to undress?” Rave asked. John kept his stupid grin and instead of answering her question, Rave’s bra suddenly went freediving. His boxers were tossed aside.
Rave just laughed and kneeled down between his legs, on the floor. A long lick up the underside of his cock was the first reward. “You’ve become so big,” she flirted with his erection. “Started kinda small, now you’re… what?”
“16 centimetres,” he told her.
“Hmm, that’s pretty good,” Rave hummed and wrapped her hand around the lower half of his cock. “Definitely growing into a size queen with ya. Wonder how much bigger it can get before I won’t be able to do this anymore.”
She wrapped her glossy lips around the head and sucked. Her tongue swirled around in circles. A steady stream of precum pumped up the shaft. Rave tasted it greedily. She had gotten ever more debauched about this, as she got more used to the taste and his diet increasingly contained strawberries. After a few more seconds of stimulating only the tip she slowly moved her head downwards.
Only past the halfway point did she run into difficulty. Deepthroats weren’t quite as regular as John would have loved them to be and even the training she had gotten so far didn’t suffice to get all the way down all the time. She was getting better, but it wasn’t quite that easy.
The apparent difficulty was why John loved her for going through the struggle. Slowly, only backing off a bit here and there, she took all of him inside. His cock glided into the slippery insides of her tight throat. The walls convulsed around him. Gag instincts told her to pull back, but she overcame them.
Rave looked up at him with her pretty blue eyes, teary as they got by forcing herself to remain down there for as long as possible. He groaned in bliss at the sensation. A hand brushed through her pink hair.
Even a superhuman needed to breathe eventually and Rave pulled back until she could take a few breaths through her nose. Only that far. She was careful that his dick never left her mouth. For a few minutes, she bobbed up and down only in the comfortable area. Her tongue made up for the encompassing warmth of her throat.
All the while, she was giving his sack gentle attention. It didn’t do much for him on a sensation level, but the tender touch and intent he received eagerly. Suddenly, she took a deep breath and went all the way back down again. Lips to the base of his cock, she pulled back a bit, then went all the way back down, never letting him out of her throat no matter how much her eyelids fluttered.
“Oh Fuck….” John grit his teeth. “Jane, I am so close.” He pushed out and was rewarded with Rave shoving her face all the way down and remaining there. The only motions now were rhythmic gyrations, done with practically her entire body. The little movements in addition to the tightness pushed him over the edge quickly.
With a groan, he pinned her head to his crotch and came. Spurts of semen pumped straight into her stomach. Rush after rush of seed ran down her throat. Throughout it all, Rave kept sucking him in, her tongue pressing him against her palette and massaging the pulsing shaft. A last strand of semen pushed out of his dick with force, before Rave finally pulled back. She pumped his softening dick a few times and licked the drop of cloudy liquid from the tip.
“That was the first half of your reward.” Rave licked her lips and stood up. She pulled down her panties. John couldn’t help but notice the wet spot in the middle and grinned. Their relationship was making her a bit more perverted, he noticed, and he was there for all of it. “Think you can go for a second round?”
John grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto the bed. She landed on the side and quickly rolled on all fours, facing him with her wonderful ass.
“Just give me a moment to recharge.” John said behind her. He spread apart her pretty pink lips with his thumbs, his hands on her firm backside. His tongue ran along the revealed moist walls of her pussy. He loved her sweet taste, he loved how good it made her feel and even more he loved the responses he got.
“Oh yes!” she shouted, followed by short, high-pitched moans. Her voice quivered with excitement as the thrill of pleasure rocked through her body. Quivers travelled up and down her body each time John’s skilled tongue connected with the sensitive spots inside her. “JOHN!” She screamed when the tip of his tongue suddenly swirled around her clit. Her hands dug into the cushion, “I want to cum, yes John, come in. Push that tongue inside me.” She begged.
He didn’t deliver.
With a slightly devilish grin John pulled back. “I thought this is my reward,” he teased, as Rave looked back at him with a disapproving glint in her lustful eyes.
“Don’t ya grow cocky on me, John.” She breathed heavily with need; wiggled her bubble butt in a tempting motion. “I wanna have something a bit thicker than sass.”
“Mhm, I wonder.” John aligned his cock with her pussy. “Could you be referring to THIS?” He pushed into her with a single thrust. That swift impalement pushed Rave over the edge. She threw her head back in a cascade of hair and screamed. How wonderful it was to have a house to themselves – and a loudly masturbating servant.
John put his hands around her hips, pulled his hips back, then drew her hips towards his crotch as he thrust forwards. Again and again and again he filled her hot, tight slit with his cock.
Squishy wet sounds joined loud moans. The vocalizations of lust were only interrupted after the orgasm had run its course and only by largely failed attempts at forming words. “Oh….for… Aaaaaah!....” Her hands clawed into the cushion and she screamed a few words into the mattress. “Oh… John…you….you….”
“What about me?” John groaned as Rave’s orgasming snatch clamped down on him so hard that only the ridiculous amount of lubricant the orgasm also provided made movement even possible. “Am I fucking you silly? Do you want me to stop?” He asked but he knew Rave better than to expect that sort of answer.
“No…you..mmhhm…ya dick…..I just….” Rave spasmed all over again as a second orgasm followed right after the first. Her spine arched down, emphasizing the roundness of her ass even further. Her arms gave in and then she was face down ass up in front of him. Her fingers dug into the sheets. “OH YES!” Her scream reverberated from the walls. “I just…Oh Gaia, you are on point today….” She finally got her message out. “Fuck me just like that…. deeper…. harder!”
John was happy to deliver on that request and fucked her as hard as he possibly could with how tight she was at the moment. So strong was the resistance he had to go through that he felt himself drifting closer to the point of no return each time his dick penetrated her all the way.
Rave whimpered and screamed in quick succession, her body unable to handle what was probably her third orgasm in a row. At this point neither was John and he counted down for himself. Three strokes, that was all he could manage.
Once, he buried his dick inside her all the way. Rave’s body jumped and she squealed. Her body suddenly broke back into the bed as her arms gave in but she screamed and clamped onto his dick nonetheless.
Twice, his hips met hers with a loud smack. The round ass under his hands jiggled, the soft flesh casting shadows where his fingers greedily dug in and interrupted the perfect spheres of her backside.
Thrice, he penetrated until he was balls deep and then he came for the second time. His seed coated her insides and filled her with an enormous load that swept all the way into her womb, painting everything white with his semen.
Every spurt was direly necessary. Bowed over her, pressed into her ass and her depths, he let the moment wash away all thoughts. Over and over again, he shot his seed into her quivering quim. She wasn’t quite squirting today, but her turned face was dominated by a lewd grin regardless.
John did not get to leave the bed for several more hours.
