Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  With that little side-track taken care of I got down on my stomach, propped up on my elbows with my face mere inches from her slightly parted pussy. Never in a million years would I have suspected that I would find myself with The Silver Amazon’s undefended pussy at my disposal, but there I was, and there it was, courtesy of the unconscious Naomi Potter via Mu Tau Tau sorority. I felt like a super villain.

  I desperately wanted to taste her pussy, but when I looked back on this event in the future I wanted to be able to say I did it right. Turning my head to the side, I slowly kissed my way up Naomi’s inner thighs, tenderly licking and sucking her smooth, taut skin. Soon her pussy was in front of me again, I let my lips lightly drag across the slightly protruding labia and then began kissing her upwards from her other thigh.

  Having laid trails of kisses up both of her thighs like the footprints of two worshippers on trails to the holy temple, her pussy wordlessly beckoned my attention. Having kissed so much of her skin I wanted, just to begin with, to taste her as deep as I could. I stuck my tongue out like a short, wet, dagger and slowly pushed it between her waiting lips.

  All too soon I reached maximum depth but still I strained, pushing my face against her sex. Her flavour and scent filled my world and I curled my tongue upwards to drag it along her vaginal wall as I pulled back, seeking to extract as much of her sweet honey as possible.

  My desperation to sample her depths temporarily satiated, I ran my tongue all around her pussy, up one side and down the other with a brief flick of her clit. Naomi’s leg’s twitched when my tongue ran across her most sensitive button but other than that she remained in a deep sleep. I flicked my tongue across it again and was rewarded with a similar reaction.

  Slipping my hands around both of her legs to hold on to her hips, I descended on her clit with single-minded intensity and a furiously flicking tongue. Naomi’s legs first twitched, then tried to shut and finally she began feebly trying to squirm away from me, her unknown assailant. Dazed as she was, Naomi was unable to move very much and it wasn’t long before her body began to betray her.

  A fire of pleasure was clearly building up somewhere inside the teen actress, fuelled by every one of the many laps of my tongue across her clit. I would occasionally run my tongue up the entire length of her slit, each time tasting more and more of her nectar as the sleeping teen’s body responded to my stimulation with a freely flowing pussy, helpless to deny its arousal.

  Glancing upwards, I could see that Naomi’s face was obscured to my vision due to the massive swells of her breasts, which were heaving up and down with every harsh breath she sucked in between clenched teeth. The sleeping girl ground her pussy against my face, not knowing who or what was providing her with these sensations but clearly wanting more.

  I could hear her voice catching with every exhale, letting out a steady ‘uh… uh… uhhhh… uh’ that was music to my ears. She sounded so similar to the way she did in her one and only sex scene, I wondered if she had recorded herself cumming and practiced for her role as the undercover journalist. It was incredibly sexy and my cock almost seemed to cry out for attention, as if it was frustrated being so close to tight teen pussy and yet not impaling it.

  First thing was first though, a notch I wanted on my bedpost was the bragging rights of being able to say I made Naomi Potter have a mind-blowing, gushing, body-rocking orgasm. Each time I thought she was getting close, her sexy little sounds would die down slightly before rising again. At last her short sharp breaths became deeper and slower, the twin mounds of her breasts swelling an incredible amount each time, and her faint ‘uh’s became veritable groans of release.

  Naomi’s legs clamped shut on my ears and she arched her back, all I could see was the firm expanse of her lower navel disappearing under her tank top before her prodigious chest dominated the view. Though muffled by her thighs I could hear her screaming the house down with what sounded like slurred affirmatives as a small but easily noticeable flood of sweet Hollywood actress pussy juice drenched my lips and chin.

  Relentlessly, I continued my assault of her now entirely surrendered clit, letting her ride the wave of her sleepy climax as long as possible. After what seemed like the world’s longest orgasm, Naomi’s legs finally released me and I raised my head to look at her face. A thin sheen of sweat glistened across her brow and her hair had gone from wind-swept-on-a-movie-set to truly dishevelled. A quickly fading red flush stood out on her exposed upper chest and face and she panted in what seemed like a desperate, if drowsy, attempt to recover some level of composure.

  I had no intentions of pausing in my abuse of the sleeping beauty, she was mine to use as I saw fit. While her breasts were still heaving I quickly stood and did a search of the bedside table, trusting in the Mu Tau Tau senior members to have prepared as well as they had on previous nights. I was not disappointed, finding the tube of lubricant in the top drawer.

  In an instant I was back on the bed, straddling the stomach of my favourite teen actress. I thought back to my first night in the Mu Tau Tau chapter house, it seemed like a lifetime ago but it was an incredible memory. By way of comparison, if Klara’s breasts were good for fucking, Naomi was absolutely born to wrap her firm pillowy breasts around a cock and milk it for a pearl necklace. I was sure her huge tits would create cleavage so deep that I may have to send a search party in after my cock. What a fabulous place to get lost, though.

  Setting the tube within easy reach to the side, I took a hold of Naomi’s top with the finger and thumb of each hand and pulled upwards, my heart pounding as the lower slopes of her breasts came into view again. They were firm for their size but the tight garment squashed them upwards as I continued to lift until, with no sound but a gasp of awe from myself, they tumbled out and into view.

  With an iron clad will power I resisted mauling her breasts with my hands until I had pushed her top securely over her mounds so it wouldn’t get in the way. They were truly works of art, a sculptor couldn’t have made them any more perfect no matter how many revisions and alternations he did. I took a deep breath and spread the fingers of each hand wide as I reached out to them, eager to cup as much of their vast expanse as I could.

  It was impossible to grope them all at once and as I explored the much coveted chest of Naomi Potter, I scoffed at the old saying that more than a handful was a waste. Her nipples were still erect from her orgasm and I gave one a rough pinch, eliciting a sharp gasp from the unconscious girl but little movement.

  Turning my attention to her other breast I gained another firm grip upon the nipple and used it to jiggle her massive tit, the ripples of movement absorbed in short order by the surprising level of firmness. Naomi’s full lips parted with a moan as my manipulations of her sensitive pink tips registered through the haze of whatever drugs the anaesthesiologists on the Mu Tau Tau team had given her. My God she sounded sexy, I needed to feel them around my cock.

  I worked her tank top off over her head and had a brain wave. Naomi’s arms were still encased in the tight fitting attire and I used it to completely entangle them, effectively trapping the teen girl’s hands behind her head as she slept. It was a beautiful pose, as if she was showing off her boast-worthy chest for me. I picked up the tube of lubricant once more.

  With a flourish I left a generous swirl of clear jelly between her breasts and another dollop on the tip of my impatiently waiting erection before putting the tube to the side again. Cupping the outer curves of her breasts, I pushed inwards, watching as the mounds got closer and closer like continents colliding until a crease of cleavage formed, spreading the slippery lubricant everywhere.

  Her breasts came together until her nipples were almost touching and my cock practically cried out to delve between them. I had no intentions of denying it and pushed the tip at the underside of her tits where they met and felt their smooth surface slide over the head as it pushed them to each side.

  There was enough lubricant on the sleeping girl’s chest and my cock that the entire length slid i
nto the depths of her cleavage easily without any hint of it peeking out at the top end. I held her tits together firmly and began to thrust my hips back and forth, plunging my cock between them over and over again and seeing that same quickly dissipating ripple across their flesh each time I bottomed out and my pelvis met the undersides.

  I’d been with women who had big breasts before, but there was something fundamentally different about Naomi’s. If I hadn’t seen the gradual swell over the years (via pictures on the internet) with my own eyes I would have thought they were fake. Large breasts I’d felt before were much softer than hers, though admittedly the women had a few years on Naomi as well so perhaps it was just her youthful firmness. Either way, it was an incredible sight to behold, my cock repeatedly disappearing between them as they sturdily gripped it. I wondered if I came between them whether the semen would seep out at the top and flow up to her neck, eventually running to the side and pooling in her long hair.

  As glorious as a cream pie of the breasts would have been, I knew there was a better place to put a huge load of cum as far as the sleeping teen actress was concerned. I was going to claim the depths of her pussy for myself, put my stamp on her cervix with a blast of hot creamy semen.

  I released her breasts, dismayed to see her cleavage disappear as each mound retreated to its own side of her chest like rivals that had been forced to ally for a mutually beneficial but temporary cause. My cock came back into view, glistening with lubricant, as was the area formerly known as the cleavage of Naomi Potter.

  Driven almost to the point of madness by the tease of her firm tit flesh on my stiff dick, I wasted no time in repositioning myself, pausing only to make sure my thickness was aimed directly at her still soaking wet pussy before slamming my entire length into the sleeping girl with no warning. Naomi let out a short, sharp scream and struggled against the restraints I had made of her tank top.

  I paid her struggles absolutely no attention whatsoever, caring only for the incredible pleasure her tight little pussy was giving me, hugging my thick cock with all its might. Naomi’s sleeping mind was unable to figure out a way to extract her hands from the makeshift bonds that held her and she soon calmed down, perhaps incorporating the sensations she was feeling into a dream.

  I wondered if us mere mortals dreamed of fucking movie stars, who did the movie stars dream of fucking? It was a deep philosophical conundrum for another day, this was a day for fucking unconscious girls. Confident that she wouldn’t be able to free her hands and swat me with a randomly flailing arm, I moved my upper body over hers, squashing my hard chest against her comparatively soft one and felt the slick jelly smear between us.

  I reached into her long hair with one hand, once more feeling the smooth water-like sensation of its glossy length, and grabbed a handful before wrapping it around my hand to gain a firm grip on the well-endowed starlet. With her hair as reins I squeezed her breast with my other hand as I began fucking her pussy rough and hard.

  Naomi’s head shook slowly from side to side as much as my grip would allow while she struggled valiantly but without coordination to free her hands, eventually giving up and lying still as I viciously impaled her again and again with my cock, using her pussy for my pleasure. Naomi’s slit was tight, as a teen’s should be, but this clearly wasn’t her first rodeo and once she got used to the idea that she was getting fucked hard, her pussy gripped at my invading length expertly, milking me for the cum it wanted, despite her brain’s better judgement.

  Naomi began to moan with the background sound of our bodies slapping together and another soft version of the music from her latest movie playing over the sound system. I lowered my lips to kiss her and she continued moaning directly into my mouth oblivious to how my tongue was swirling around hers.

  Finally, with an orgasmic shriek that even a deep kiss couldn’t muffle, I felt her pussy grip me tighter than I would have thought possible as the sleeping starlet surrendered to the relentless pounding of my cock and came again. I couldn’t hold myself back even if I tried and as her second flood of pussy juice made her even slicker, I added my own cum to the mix, jetting spurt after spurt of my creamy load into her.

  All the sounds in the room, Naomi’s moans, the soft music, the sporadic slapping of our bodies, merged into a white noise that I couldn’t concentrate on as the bliss of my climax washed everything away until the only sense left was focussed on how incredible her teen slit felt on my hard cock. I kept pumping away until the last feeble droplets of semen had been milked out of me, hungrily accepted by the sleeping girl’s pussy, before collapsing to the side in a breathless heap.

  It took me quite some time to catch my breath and collect my thoughts before my eyes popped wide open. With a sudden rush of realisation, I sat bolt upright, jumped off the bed and crouched down on the floor where my pants lay in a crumpled heap. In my right pocket, just where I had left it, I found my smart phone. I thanked the god of passed out teen girls, whom I was now a devout follower of, for the high resolution they were able to pack into these small devices these days.

  I took several shots of Naomi posed with her hands tied behind her head, her tits jutting out proudly and legs splayed, my semen leaking from her punished pussy. Close ups, full-length shots, pictures of me kissing her, several with my cock covered in our combined juices thrust past her pouty lips, I saved them all for posterity.

  Switching the camera to video-mode I created what would one day perhaps become one of Naomi’s best-selling movies if I could find a way around the contract I myself had created to be air-tight. If not, it would have to be just for my own personal stash, and that would be fine by me too.

  Starting with a close up of her cum soaked pussy I scooped a generous portion of our combined juices on to my finger and, all in one shot, moved up over her body, careful not to drip any of it on her, before focusing on her beautiful face so it would be clear just who’s pussy this semen just come out of. I placed my finger on her lips and slowly pressed it in, depositing that sticky load directly on to her unaware but waiting tongue.

  Pulling her lower jaw down with one hand I was able to get enough light into her mouth so that the camera could easily make out the giant glob of cum sliding backwards on her tongue, finally disappearing down her throat. Releasing her face I could have sworn the edges of her lips curled upwards in a smile.

  “And cut, Naomi, that’s a wrap.”

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  Jeff Harford has acquired an amazing ability. He can stop time at will. When he's not using his powers for good he's abusing his powers for his own benefit. What would you do to the your most hated boss's eldest brat if you could stop time?

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