Right before I open my mouth to tell you I want more from you, that I NEED more from you, I feel you pull back a little, and hear the click of the lube bottle opening. In only a few seconds, I feel the cool liquid sliding over my hole, and then your gloved finger pushing firmly into me.
Again, I bury my head in the comforter, shifting it side to side. So many feelings are running through me; the pulsing desire I feel throughout my body, aimed entirely at you; the touch of shyness and hint of something else around allowing you to please me in this particular way; the empowerment of being worshipped and served in just the right way by such an eager squire. All of them blend with the feeling of your finger pressing more and more insistently into my asshole, and culminates as I push myself back onto you, and take your finger all the way into me as I let out a gasp that deepens into a lengthy moan. That moan and gasp become a cycle as your other hand begins to play with my clit, seemingly at random. Sounds continue to escape my mouth and reach you even behind me, as you touch me in such exquisite ways, making me feel so fucking good.
From where you are still kneeling behind me, you can both see and feel my cunt as it spasms in response to both your clitoral and anal ministrations. As you are taking all of this in and gently fucking my ass with your finger, I come for the first time, my hips writhing between the attention of both of your hands. As you know, once I start to feel such waves of climax, I expect to take my pleasure from you over and over again, so you settle in a bit, feeling my clit harden, and my heart beatng in it, while I ride your finger in my ass for a bit.
After a few orgasms, you grab my vibrator and hold the wand up to my clit on the lowest level. My legs shake and shutter, my ass along with them, as I come again quickly, this time ejaculating all over your chest with my come dripping down my legs onto the floor. For a moment, I think about making you lick it up, but sigh when I realize asking you to clean it up later with some cavacide is a safer (sex) choice. The things I am denied in this sad sad world! Then I come again, and again, and again, and my brain has no more room in it as you slide two fingers from your vibrator hand into my cunt. Somehow, you've figured out how to balance or wedge the vibe near my clit, fill my cunt, and continue to fuck my ass without missing a beat.
What a clever, clever creature you are. What a very lucky deity I am to have your submission, to call you Mine. Each time you serve me, you learn my body and wants even more, and thus, each time you offer your devotions, when I opt to use you for my pleasure, becomes more and more satisfying.
My thoughts continue to blur as I come again and again, my moans, grunts, shrieks, and pants being slightly muffled by the comforter. I struggle to stay in place as my legs shake more, but if I don't keep myself properly upright, I press down even more on the well placed vibrating wand. Instead, I focus on feeling all of the different sensations I am feeling, not only in my cunt and ass, but also having you leaning on me, your lips kissing and nibbling all over my ass, wherever your mouth can seem to reach. I almost fall from climax and climax, working myself up and down your hands as I allow my power to build: I drain you and take everything you have to give me. Each smaller climax is a little more towards a building explosion of pleasure, and you can hear my breath catch as I get closer and closer, growling half into the bed and half at you that "you had better not fucking stop or you'll regret it."
As I get close, you pull your finger out of my ass, quickly replacing it with your tongue. This time around, it is neither slow nor methodical. Now, it is urgent and frenzied, pressing into me in just the way I need to push me over the edge. The noises I make, the way my cunt clenches at your fingers, the muscle contractions, and then suddenly, I am collapsing down off the side of the bed and into you, onto you. We are tangled in a pile of limbs and fingers and curves and come.
After a moment, I extricate myself into a more comfortable position, pulling you close to me, my fingers ruffling your hair. "It seems like that was quite the reward for us both. Well chosen my darling!"
You're silent, but nod tiredly, your face so sweet and your eyes full of longing. I want to give you something nice for you too, since you were so generous as to use your reward to please me in a way that you know makes me blush, and in a way that I would feel too shy to ask for, even from that who belongs to me. I pull one of my large, soft breasts out of my lace bra, and offer it towards you. Greedily, your hand reaches for it, and moments later, your mouth latches onto my nipple, my hand still in your hair. It feels so good to be like this, to fulfill you with my breasts while I bask in the glow of your worship of me.
What a good creature indeed.
