The One Worth Finding by Teresa Silberstern Page B

her
tongue until he relaxed the sphincter completely. She heard him
moan and grunt, felt a thin sheen of sweat break out on his
muscular back . He was shaking beneath her ministrations and she reached
in front of him to his cock, making him cry out when she squeezed
the throbbing rod none too gently. She collected the drop of
pre-cum on the tip, rubbing it into the smooth skin of his stomach,
his erection slapping against her hand with excitement.
    She pressed a last kiss on the
well-licked opening she was about to violate, reveling in the heavy
shudder that ran through his whole frame.
    She straightened and turned around to don
the strap-on, knowing full well he wouldn’t move until she gave her
permission. She stepped back behind him and trickled lube into the
cleft between his buttocks, gently rubbing it everywhere it was
needed. She doused the artificial cock in front of her with the
slick stuff afterwards, covering it with the transparent jelly
until it started to drip onto the floor.
    She grabbed his hips, his slim, muscular,
perfect hips.
    “What’s your favorite position, sub?”
she asked, rubbing her breasts against his gleaming
back.
    “On my side, Ma’am” he groaned, ”upper
leg over my mistress’ shoulder.”
    She smiled.
    “ We’ll do that another time,” she
breathed and entered him in short, hammering strokes until he’d
taken the strap-on to the hilt.

    Aaron cried out with every thrust, his
whole lower body convulsing in erotic pleasure. He felt his tight
channel stretching around the intruding piston, felt his bowels
fill, the delicious friction when his prostate was rubbed and
massaged every time she surged back into him.
    “Shall I go easy on you, little one?”
she asked.
    “ No, Ma’am,” he replied without
hesitating, already gasping in ecstasy, ”use me any way you wish,
please.”
    That she did. It was unbelievable how much
power she had in her small body, but damn, she fucked him good. Her
thrusts were deep and pounding, making his whole body shake under
the impact, again, and again, until she did him even faster, her
hips slamming against his buttocks with every stroke. His channel
was clenching like mad, overwhelming lust pouring into his system
when his prostate fired against every nerve in his lower body. His
sounds got louder and louder, and she didn’t lose her mind-blowing
rhythm once, jackhammering into him until he felt like melting,
aroused like he’d never been in his life, his legs trembling with
the effort to stay upright.
    Agai n and again she repeated the
movement, his bowels contracting around the hard intruder, and
Aaron screamed when his balls tightened and hot come sizzled up in
his cock, he didn’t know if he was allowed to climax and fought to
hold back, when he finally heard her voice.
    “Come, pet.”
    And he did, erupted all over the soft
leather of the spanking-bench with so much force the spattering of
semen was audible on the fabric. He spent endlessly, his cock
jerking with every hot ream of seed he spilled, and she was still
fucking him, prolonging the sensations until he thought he would
lose his mind, consciousness, whatever. His noises were desperate
and keening, and damn, he created an unbelievable mess until he
finally collapsed on the bench, gasping and panting from the sheer
force of his release.
    Her hands reached around his body to
slide through the puddle of slick semen in front of him.
    “ I love how much cum you produce
for me, sub,” she said, and her voice was so calm, so in control,
so arousing he got hard again. “I love to milk you dry… the mess
you make pleases me enormously. You did well, sweet
one.”
    She pulled the dildo out, the feeling
triggering a new small spout of semen to land on the bench and
Aaron groaned for all he was worth, shivering and shaking while she
shed the strap-on.
    She turned him in his arms and looked
at him with a soft smile on her lips.
    “ You can’t take me out like this,
pet,” she whispered,