Part 2. Be My Valentine? - Femdom

Male's P.O.V~

The story once again shifted with her hands, running the steering wheel to a medical shop nearby.

"If we want to enjoy your Valentine's gift, we need more condoms." She had said along with a command, before we exited the restaurant.

"I'll wait for you here." With a dark smile curling her lips, she gazed at me, reminding me that I had to go buy the condoms alone.

Buying such a thing alone was not an issue for me, but buying it with a hardness poking through my pants was.

-- How am I even going to walk and that too with a straight posture?

It was not possible.

I had leaked a lot inside my pants, my length quivering as if something was continuing to jerk me with not-so-subtle speed.

"What are you waiting for?" Her mocking tone jerked me back from the land of doubt and with blinking eyes, I unbolted the door of the car.

As I took the first step with a growing bulge in between my legs, I heard a chuckle behind my head, her eyes taking note of each action.

"Go on!" She stated, prompting my feet to stumble to the shop, ten feet away from the car.

With each step, I kept looking back to check her eyes, and they were tormenting me, even without a touch on my skin.

With eyes here and there as well, to check the crowd, somehow I reached the door.

I could see her grinning through the glass window, making me more bashful and red in front of the cashier.

"Oh, don't look at me like that." A whisper escaped my mouth, my length growing bigger.

I could not believe I was getting turned on even more in such a situation.

"You know, the cashier knew." She mocked with a chuckle on her face, prompting me astounded as I closed the door of the car, sitting with my body shrunk on the seat, the length between my legs making it harder.

"W-what?" I could not even talk with serenity in my tone. The information of someone else's eyes on me was arousing me embarrassingly. I could not believe it.

"She was staring at your cock, you know?" She added and began driving away, not moving away from the conversation until we had reached home.

She told me the details of the cashier's eyes on just my cock and the details of what might her thoughts be. I could see the cashier's eyes in front of me, and her thoughts explained by f/n were running through my mind.

Her continuous teasing words had turned me into a puddle of trepidation and embarrassment. I just wanted to hide my face from her eyes, but as soon as I placed a foot inside, I felt my body being grasped by her strong arms.

Her hands slid from my waist and yanked me tighter to her warm body, while her lips sealed the expression of shock on my face, the weight of hers pushing me further inside.

The loud sound of the door being pushed echoed in my ears, her feet pushing mine until they had reached the living room.

Female's p.o.v~

Pushing him inside was easier than ordering him to do something. His body in my arms had melted. Further and further, with my strong but stumbling feet, I finally pushed him onto the couch.

It took a great hustle since I couldn't wait to taste him.

Apart from my lips, his lips were breathing as if they could not suck the air, his face a red scenery. "Mommy!" He whimpered and pulled the pack of condoms from his pocket, his hand raised up to offer it to me.

Quietly, I grabbed the condom and began unwrapping it while my lips ordered him to unwrap himself. Obedient as ever, he stood up and quickly removed every piece of clothing from his skin, his every action a stumbling gesture.

"Sit." His body moved like lightning and sat back on the couch, his hands disciplined on his thighs.

"We don't even need a lube." Sitting on my toes, I gently grasped his length and slowly slipped the condom on his rock-hard length, watching him bite his lips, just from that.

"I love how sensitive you are." Whispering, my body moved, and I lifted my dress to my stomach, my wetness seeking his leaking length.

Placing his hands on the couch, I began sitting at his length, watching his mouth fall wide open. The sight reminded me of his stuffed mouth. I was missing that. But at that moment, I needed his dirty noises.

Squelching sounds of our intimacy quickly followed as I began riding his length, my nails digging into his shoulders.

He felt warm, big, and slippery, kissing the sweet spots of my insides. "Oh, God! This is it, Mommy! I love this!" He moaned as if the voice in his throat was fucking him as well, so stuck and tight.

The pace of my hips increased along with his quivering body, both seeking to attain pleasure. "I'm going to cum, mommy!" He growled, to which I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Already, we have just begun, baby." I continued fucking him, watching him shudder and whine beneath me, like a broken toy. His eyes rolled as if been sent to heaven, his chest heaved up as if stuffed with cotton.

"I'm going to cum!" He released his juices without my permission, growling as he planted his ashamed eyes on me. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry, mommy! I couldn't hold back."

"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, this is too bad." I slowly got up from his lap, my eyes falling to the filled condom on his cock. "We'll have to start again." Adding, my hands traveled to his cock, and removed the filled condom from the cock.

"You came a lot." I swung the filled condom before his eyes, watching him turn red, and clutched his jaw, ordering him to open up.

"Will you keep it safe for me?" I questioned and placed the untied condom in his mouth, telling him to close his mouth and tuck the remaining part of the condom with his teeth, so the end of it falls from his mouth.

"Good boy," I whispered and pulled out the second condom, watching his eyes follow my hands to his cock.

"You're still hard. That's a good boy." Adding, I quickly began sitting at his length, snickering at his shuddery image. "We're going to have so much fun!"

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Third part? Why not?

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