Indulging Her Fantasy
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Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She could tell that men were gradually retreating away from her. She listened as they mumbled and murmured as they walked away.
It was a familiar voice in her ear that made her inhale sharply. “You have no idea how incredible it was to shoot at a powerful woman who was so willing to kneel here and submit to my load,” she heard Jason say, before he stood up and followed the crowd out of the room.
She had no idea if she were alone or if there were men still lingering around the room. With her eyes sealed shut with cum, she dare not open them. With her body quivering, she remained on her knees, patiently waiting.
“Here’s a towel,” she heard Nicholas gently say as he pressed the fluffy cloth into her hands. “You were wonderful, Aurora,” he crooned.
With incredible relief, she started at her forehead and wiped away the cum that hadn’t already dripped down onto her shoulders and chest. Carefully wiping around her eyes, she delicately pushed the thick cum from between her lips into the cloth. Finally able to speak, she looked up at Nicholas. “I love you,” she whispered.
He smiled warmly at her. “I know you do. Let me help you. It’s time to get you cleaned up.”
She willingly followed him toward the room where she had prepared, eager to stand under a hot shower.
Chapter 21
As his beautiful Spartan stood waiting, Nicholas ran the shower until the water turned hot and steam filled the air. She was absolutely covered in cum. Lines of white trailed through her hair and coated her shoulders. Her milky white tits were still coated. She smelled of cum. “Go ahead,” he invited as he ushered her into the enclosure.
“I love you,” she whispered as she stepped past him and into the warm air of the shower.
He watched as she stood under the streams of water that cascaded over her face. He could see that her entire body seemed electrified, humming in response to the incredible stimula she had experienced. As the cum washed away, she ran her fingers through her dark curls and over her face, removing every trace of semen and makeup that she had worn so proudly just moments earlier. As she painstakingly washed, he stripped naked and then piled a stack of fluffy towels on a chair by the shower door.
“Not between your legs,” he requested before she ran a cloth over her pussy. “That’s for me to take care of,” he murmured as he stepped into the shower. He needed to touch every inch of her gorgeous body. He ran his fingers though her hair and down her long slender neck, feeling the beating pulse of her heart. “You were breathtaking to watch,” he whispered in her ear as his hands purposefully moved up and down her back. “Was your bukkake what you expected it to be?”
As she tried to speak, she realized she had barely said a word since opening her mouth to suck on all of those cocks. “It was more than I ever imagined it would be,” she admitted. As his hands travelled up her arms, she let out a soft moan. The intensity of the bukkake was a sharp contrast to the delicate touch of Nicholas against her tingling flesh. Every drop of water that hit her skin pinged with electricity as Nicholas moved his hands over her body.
“Was it intense?” he asked knowingly.
“It was marvellously intense. Even the extreme terror was exhilarating.” She looked into his eyes. “The feeling of absolute control over each incredible erection…” She could hardly find the words to express the sexual dominance she felt. “These were elite business men who for once, weren’t standing in front of me to hear about my savvy ideas. They were hard and dripping for me because of my body and my face.”
He smiled knowingly at her. “It may have been just a little of both, Aurora. They know your capability. Today they got to see the sensual feminine side. Trust me, I know both, and it’s incredibly erotic.”
Enough talk. He needed her. He kissed her lips passionately before dragging his tongue down her neck and over her breasts just as he had watched shots of cum drip down her curvy, athletic body.
He felt her body tremble as his tongue flicked across her nipples as he descended to his knees in front of her. As the water continued to stream over them, Nicholas set one leg over his shoulder and studied her pussy. He had noticed throughout all four stages of the bukkake that her pussy was constantly layered in her sweet vicious fluid. From his perch behind the glass he had seen it slip down her legs, dripping to the floor as she experienced the incredible rush and deep arousal he knew she would.
The layers of cum had mostly been washed away, but fresh new juices were seeping out from between her plump, pink pussy lips.
He gently parted her pussy and gently licked her clit. Her cry combined with her quivering legs confirmed his observations. Her clit was more swollen and exposed than he had ever seen it before. He gently rubbed a finger on either side, watching the hot pink head protruded out as if it were begging to be licked. He delicately tickled his tongue across the tiny bud, smiling as he drew an exquisite shriek of pleasure from her lips. He knew her first orgasm would be easily attained. He suspected the many that followed would flood her senses as they came fast and furiously.
Teasing her for just another moment longer, he exhaled softly, creating a gust of warm air against her clit. Then, as she squirmed, he wiggled his tongue lightly across the surface, moving his tongue until he heard her cry out. Her clit instantly recoiled as bolts of searing pleasure tore through her body. He pressed his mouth firmly against her pussy, sucking her clit back into his mouth to unleash another torrent of orgasm to course from her core to her extremities.
She was moaning and crying out as he thrust in tongue inside her pussy, pressing against that tender erogenous spot at the entrance to her pussy that he’d been delighted to discover. Her entire body trembled as she quickly reached the allusive precipice that tumbled her into another round of convulsions that emanated in her pussy before rushing through her lithe limbs.
He lifted her other leg, setting it on his shoulder as she panted for breath. He looked up, watching her tits heave as he hungrily licked away the deliciously sweet juice he loved.
“How many shooters were there?” he asked, drawing her from a bliss filled fog.
“Twelve,” she moaned.
“Mmm. That’s right. And how many times have I made you come?”
Her brain scrambled to find the answer. “Th…three,” she stammered.
“Then I’ve got some work to do,” he said before burying his face back in her pussy to press his tongue deep as his nose rubbed enthusiastic at her clit. Her entire body shook as she battled the sensation of her body fighting to reach that next precipice. After just a moment of eating her so enthusiastically, fluid that gushed against his face was surpassed only by the scream that came from her clenched lips. He didn’t let up. He thrust deeper and harder, pressing her back firmly against the shower wall as she fought to reach another magnificent orgasm.
He felt her body slump weakly against the tiles. Sensing her exhaustion, he relented, kissing her pussy softly as the rhythmic pulses gradually subsided.
“Did you have a favorite shooter?” he asked between kisses.
With eyes closed, she set her head back against the shower wall. “Jason,” she said softly.
He bristled, licking her clit firmly to see her body twitch from the forced stimulus. He hadn’t known that she was that familiar with any of her shooters. “What made him special?” he asked, delivering another body twitching lick to her clit.
“It was seeing the excruciating pain on his face just before he came on my tits,” she said peacefully. “He said they were beautiful and he wanted to cum on them so badly. It was exactly what I wanted to hear.”
Nicholas sucked her clit into his mouth and wagged his head vigorously, tugging at her pussy until she screamed in submission. He looked up and smiled wickedly at her, knowing he had drawn another orgasm out of her.
He lifted her off his shoulders, setting her feet back on the shower floor. Her legs wobbled from the attention he had inflicted on her pussy.
“You know I’m not
near done with you?” he whispered in her ear.
She slumped against the shower wall as he stood under the hot waterfall. “I know.”
“Did you want any of those humongous cocks in your pussy?” he asked as he pressed his own between her legs.
“No.”
He lifted her off the ground and onto his shaft. He was desperate to finally be inside her. “Is that the truth?”
“Yes!” She cried out as he let her down heavily on his cock. He filled her pussy, pressing hard until she was trapped between his pelvis and the wall.
He held her head in his hand, leaning down to kiss her lips as he began to bounce her on his cock. “I’ve been waiting for hours. I need you to fuck me now.”
She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, riding his cock as he thrust deep and fast. He was still thrusting hard, watching her tits bounce when the exquisite sensations rushed over her and again her pussy clenched against his cock.
He knew that fucking her hard made her come and that was his goal. He continued to thrust relentlessly as she came again and again, releasing layer upon layer of cum to coat his cock and balls.
He let her down off his cock, watching her collapse to the shower floor in utter exhaustion. Her mental and physical being had been to extremes on this Thursday afternoon.
He looked down at her trembling body. “They’re all gone now Aurora. I’d like you to suck on my cock now,” he pleaded.
She looked up at him and smiled. He’d made her come more times than she could keep track of. Now, she would get to show him how much she adored him. She moved onto her knees and tenderly licked his cock. It was slick and shiny from rounds of orgasmic sex. She tenderly licked his cock and his balls, sending tremors through his body.
She wasn’t greedily sucking his cock like she had with her shooters. She was lovingly caring for him. The look of craving and lust in her eyes made his knees weak as he looked down at her exquisite face.
“You are so beautiful,” he said softly.
She slipped her lips over the head of his cock and slid them down his shaft. The familiar taste of his precum made her eyelids flutter. So sweet. So intimate. So addictive. He moaned loudly as she sucked, until he abruptly tangled his fingers in her wet hair. “I can’t come yet,” he groaned. “I need you to come,” he implored as he knelt beside her. “I need to know you’ve come as many times as they did.”
She gently nudged him back until he sat on his heels. His murmurs of approval pleased her as she straddled his hips. With his head and shoulder pressed against the glass she lowered her hips until the head of his cock met her pussy. She leaned forward and pressed her palms against the steamy glass and kissed him.
He kissed her hard as she lowered to envelop his cock in her warm, wetness. As she rocked back and forth on his cock, he kissed her hungrily. He felt her pulse increase in tempo as she ground her hips against him in earnest. Holding her at bay, he spread his knees ever so slightly, making her work hard to come. “You want to come for me, don’t you?” he murmured.
“Yes.” She moaned in agony. “I’m so close.”
He spread his knees just a little wider.
Guttural moans mixed with panting as she rocked hard and fast against him. “Come for me, Aurora,” he begged, knowing she needed the release as much as he needed her to have it.
She felt the surge of blazing cold sensation throughout her pussy. She wasn’t sure he understood how wonderfully excruciating it was to know an elusive orgasm was in her immediate future. Suddenly, with her eyes tight shut, she let out a cry that reverberated in his ears. “I’m co-o-oming,” she slowly moaned as she reached the summit of gratification.
Holding her body tight up against his, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her lips. She was absolutely everything in the world to him, and pleasing her so ferociously made him proud. This incredible woman needed him. She needed him to please her in ways that only he knew how. There was no one like his Aurora. There was no one that aroused him the way she did. There was no one that deserved his devoted attention like her.
“Let’s get you dried off,” he finally whispered.
After one last rinse under the hot stream of water, she stepped out of the steam and into the cool air. She was flushed, not only from the hot water that had pounded against her body, but from the rush of blood that still coursed through her body from Nicholas’s indulgence.
Her arms felt heavy as she toweled off. She was drained, weak, weary, and exhausted from the intense physical and emotional stimulus of the day. She was sated and satisfied, having had Nicholas quench her incredible arousal.
“Why don’t you dry off and do your hair,” he suggested as he handed her a robe. “I have a surprise waiting for you.”
She was barely able to breath, let alone ask about what special treat he had arranged for her.
As Nicholas sat in a chair and watched, she dried and then moisturized her skin. She toweled off the excess moisture from her hair and then ran a comb through her dense mane, fluffing her locks until they sprang up into her usual curls. She applied a layer of makeup, not heavy and dramatic like she had hours earlier, but a light dusting of classic tones that complimented her skin. With a touch of lipgloss to her lips, she surveyed her reflection in the mirror. Satisfied, she packed away her tools, looking up in the mirror with a gasp to see Nicholas standing behind her.
“Absolutely stunning.” He ran his fingers over her curls that shone in the mirror’s lighting. “You are my gorgeous sunrise, Aurora.”
She smiled at his reflection in the mirror. “I am.”
After watching her share such an intimate experience with so many different men, he had a need to know that she was all his.
He pulled back her curls and passionately kissed her neck. “Does this belong to me?”
“Yes,” she whispered as he nibbled and licked her flesh.
Excruciatingly slowly, he moved his damp lips across her skin, hovering over a delicately sensitive area below the nap of her neck. “Who gets to kiss you here, Aurora?”
“Only you, Nicholas,” she said softly before letting out a shivery moan as he brushed his lips across the erogenous zone.
“Good girl,” he murmured. He locked his gaze on hers as he looked in the mirror. His thumb ran down her spine, travelling over each subtle impression until he reached her hip. “These are my sweet sexy hips, aren’t they?”
Ensorcelled by the security of his touch, she could only nod.
Together, he moved his hands up her torso to cup her exceptional breasts.
Her voice wavered as she said, “Th–those are all yours, Nicholas.”
“Yes, they are,” he said lustfully as he kneaded and squeezed each breast before focusing his fingers on each nipple. She trembled and squirmed against his body as he pinched and twisted and tugged at each pink nipple. “Mine,” he said in a tone that made her shiver.
She was suddenly aware that his cock was hard and pressed firmly against her ass. For all the times he had made her come, she realized that he hadn’t. She looked directly at his smoldering green eyes in the mirror and with urgency in her voice said, “You need your pussy now, don’t you?”
His eyelids slammed shut. It stirred him to know that she knew exactly what he needed. She always did. “Yes,” he groaned. “It’s my pussy, isn’t it?”
With a palpable need to take him in her hands, she reached up and wrapped her hands around the back of his head, seductively taking his hair between her fingers. “It’s all yours, Nicholas. Do you want to fuck it?” she asked.
“Yes,” he moaned.
She pushed him harder. “Do you need to fuck your little pussy?”
There was no mistaking the desire in his voice. “Yes.”
Before she could say anything more, he spun her around and with a hand under each of her thighs, lifted her up to set her down heavily on the edge of the counter. Pressing his chest heavily against hers, she felt one hand grasp her thigh wh
ile the other slid fervently up her back to nestle intently around her neck. She could feel his fingers grasping at her hair.
The intimacy and intensity of his passion overwhelmed her as he held her so close. She felt safe and secure in his arms as he ravenously kissed her. Her senses were once again bombarded has he bit her bottom lip while pressing his cock against her pussy. Completely enchanted, her back arched as she gasped for air as his hard shaft penetrated her. The sounds of bottles and brushes clattering against the counter mixed with the sounds of their lust as Nicholas slowly pressed against her pussy. Beads of sweat formed on their skin as his chest pressed up against her firm, round breasts that were engorged from his touch. Unhurriedly moving with and against him, she felt the heavenly surge of endorphins that rushed through her body. She was blissfully unaware of anything else in the room as his cock filled her and he held her tight.
Slowly, deliberately, and with intensity, he pressed his cock deep inside her precious pussy. “Mine,” he groaned as he thrust so purposefully. “Mine,” he said again as he tasted the sweet, salty flesh of her neck. “Mine,” he grunted as his cock filled her so completely that he thought he might explode.
With her fingers grasping at his hair, she held him tight. “Yes, Nicholas,” she moaned. “All yours.”
With his lips next to her ears, the breathlessly asked, “Who owns this sweet pussy, Aurora?”
His words, his touch, his intensity all made her body shudder. “You do,” she murmured.
“Say it,” he begged.
As he delivered a delightfully deep thrust, she whimpered as she eeked out the word, “yours.” As her voice trembled, she reassured him, “You own this pussy, Nicholas. I’m yours. All of me.”
“Mine,” he softly sobbed into her ear. He felt her lithe body tremble and shiver in response. Kissing her lips delicately, he held her face in his hands. Lost in her sultry sable eyes, he murmured,
“The final shot of cum is mine, Aurora.”
“Yes,” she whispered.