Your perineum seems to anticipate the end of this moment with the inevitable slap of my balls but it does not come. The inward thrust just seems to go on for ever as I fill your joyous pussy. Then, as slowly as I entered, I withdraw, allowing my circumcised head to linger at the inner perimeter, its rim slowly hooking your quivering lips as it emerges before moving up to briefly liaise with you clit. Now, I step away and place in your mouth something that, with your heightened sense of smell and taste, realize is a baby cucumber! For now, with no sight or sound available to you, I step away, leaving you to wonder what might be next.
No sound, only darkness. All you can feel is your own breathing, the wetness between your legs, the perspiration of your body, your feet in the stirrups and the cucumber between your teeth. You know you must not use your hands or release the cucumber from your bite for fear I may see you and not return to my task. Suddenly, the cucumber is taken from your mouth and allowed to rest between your breasts. Then, once again, I am gone. I watch your tingling body to gauge your level of arousal and move to the foot of the bench once more. When I sense you can bear the tension no longer, I slide, hopefully unexpectedly, another cucumber coated in fresh coconut oil into your ass. At the same time my head is once more between you legs, sucking, licking and eating your flowing juices. With my lips wrapped around your inner petals, my tongue once more circles the inside of your luscious pussy.
Then it's my fingers again, gliding in and out on your love juice, each time tweaking your G Spot while the heel of my hand pleases you clit. Having soaked both my hands I slide them up over your breasts and into your mouth allowing you to suck on my fingers. As you engage yourself in this with one of my hands, I use the other to give the cucumber in your ass a sharp prod. All in the same movement, I am again inside you, this time my knightly cock performing its powerful thrusting motion with controlled vigor. Now I lean back slightly so that my tip catches your G spot with each deeper thrust. My hand takes your hand and allows you to play with your clit as I focus on ensuring my tip satisfies every follicle, every nerve ending indeed every cell of your inner treasure trove. At the end of each thrust, I press by balls on your perineum and occasionally give the cucumber in your ass another prod. Now, I roll you over slightly, taking one of your legs from its stirrup and placing it over my shoulder. I need to work your G spot some more. In I go again, back and forth, back and forth, my hands spreading themselves over your upper body, massaging your breasts, sometimes taking a nipple between my teeth.
My whole body is now alive as I let my willing penis go about its business. Sometimes I thrust aggressively exerting maximum pressure on your Skene's glands, other times I slow, taking my time to enter and withdraw, allowing my sensitive head to feel every millimeter of your insides. With your juices seeming to crave the marriage with my semen preparing for a powerful release, I continue to vary my rhythm in order to keep them in check. Once I have worked my way around your inside from the front and side I release the second stirrup and swivel you over so I can literally circle your G spot with my tip.
With you bent over the bench, I remove the cucumber from your ass and focus my attention on the pending crescendo. This time, as I "bull mount" you, I clasp you tightly against my chest with one arm while the hand of the other massages your clit. Now, rather than the thrusting motion of before, my movements are completely honed to the response of your body. Again, you build towards a plateau but this time the ride to the top is so smooth, it is hard to describe. With each slight movement of my penis, my primitive feedback mechanism seemingly knows where to move next and by how much. Through contraction and relaxation of my PC muscle, I control this delicate motion at the same time containing my own urge to explode. We maintain this position as we keep our sensibilities on a knife edge of pleasure, the perspiration of our bodies meshed together, and our entire frames quivering in ecstatic anticipation. Then, just when it is time, I slide back and with a deep breath, squeeze my PC as tightly as I can before the thrust against your G spot, required to push you over, is enacted.
As your own unique call emerges from your lips, I take my fingers from your clit and place them in your throat, stifling the sound, your body convulsing, one moment rigid, another moment floppy, as I continue to motion my penis in it's dance of carnality. Having contained my physical release, the electric sensation of ejaculation free orgasm spreads throughout my body making me grip you harder as we jolt in a sea of pleasure. We start to rock back and forth in this vice like grip as I relax my PC, preparing for the final onslaught. Just as your body starts to relax slightly, I unleash my contained man of steel upon your pussy once more, this time more aggressively thrusting as I allow you to enjoy wave after wave of gushing, sopping releases. Back and forth we rock, our bodies acting as a single organism in the throws of ecstasy. Then, as your screams are freed by my fingers and you reach the culmination of your series of plateaus, I let go, exploding inside of you in a climatic crescendo, our calls singing in unison, telling the world of the screaming pleasure that is my Disneyland.