I waited until I was alone before heading back into the bedroom. I fetched my favorite dildo hidden in the bottom drawer of my nightstand. It was black, and perfectly textured with a set of balls and a beautifully shaped crown. I slid my fingers under the waistband of my "panties"--actually, they were boxer briefs, but wearing boys' underwear felt so good--and carefully slipped them off, kicking them across the room. I jumped into Julia's bed, laying on my back with my legs spread wide. My fingers slid across my stomach to my breasts, pinching my left nipple. My fingertips played with the bud, rolling it between them and pulling it. I closed my eyes and licked my lips as I moved my toy to my pussy, teasing myself with the head and shaft. I rubbed it over myself slowly, making quiet noises as I began to masturbate. I was instantly wet, slicking the toy cock with my juices as I fell into my depraved fantasy.
Julia stood over me, naked. My eyes lingered on her beautiful breasts and her pretty, stiff nipples. I let my eyes explore every inch of her, following her curves down to her hips. Julia's penis was majestic and fully erect for me alone, eager to pleasure me as I was eager to pleasure it. Internally, I'm a small girl. The first time I bought a dildo, I was overzealous and quickly realized something like an eight-inch toy was simply too much. Julia was perfect for me, she was somewhere between four and five inches and so hard for me. She straddled me as I sat against the fluffy pillows, my ass pressed into the comfy blanket beneath us. I could feel the heat of her cock on my belly as we kissed and touched each other. Her fingers slid down to my sides and mine around her back and into her hair. Her tongue pushed into my mouth as I let myself fall to her embrace, her control. She rolled her hips against me, her warmth poking my pearl skin. Her mouth made its way to my neck and jaw, sliding up to my ear and nipping at my lobe. I groaned from arousal, squeezing her firm, fleshy ass. I moved my hand from her rear as she focused on kissing my neck, my fingers curling around her shaft. I tugged on her cock, gently stroking her with my fingers. She shuddered and moaned into my neck, whispering into my ear. "Oh god, Ada..."
Hearing Julia whisper my name made me wet. Her member was throbbing in my palm as I pulled on it slowly. She had moved her face in front of mine again, and we kissed once more. I couldn't stop kissing her and touching her. She was moaning into my mouth and gyrating her hips to my strokes, until she finally broke the kiss, her flushed face panting. She smiled and moved closer to me, placing her hands on my head, gently pushing me down. I knew what she wanted--I wanted the same thing. I felt her heat just an inch from my face and I could smell her scent. I breathed her in deeply, shuddering and purring. She throbbed, and I licked my lips in anticipation staring at her hardness and the beautiful pubic hair framing her cock. Her cute balls were soft and full, and intoxicating to smell. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth for her as she thrust. My warm lips wrapped around her hard cock, taking every inch of her inside me. I tasted her as she groaned audibly, my fingers squeezing her inner thighs. She was so hard in my mouth as I sucked, bobbing back and forth. My tongue swirled around her pulsing crown and underside. She had placed her hands against the wall and began to thrust in time with my bobbing, fucking my mouth like a good girl. Even I moaned as her smell made me delirious with every whiff I took. I couldn't speak with my mouth full of Julia's cock, but I tried anyways, to praise and worship her taste and size and smell. I failed to make any distinct words, but my throaty vibrations nearly made her cum as she gasped and cursed, howling in pleasure. She pulled out of my mouth for fear of ejaculating and kissed me again. Julia could taste herself as our tongues fought.
Our little exchange had already made the both of us perspire a bit, and that only fueled my perversions even further. "God, Julia. Fuck me," I whispered. I begged her to fuck me between kisses. I wanted what I just had in my mouth, in my pussy. I craved it. I laid back as she positioned herself on top of me. Our breasts touched as she slid between my legs, her hardness teasing my entrance. She kissed me again and slid into me slowly, making me gasp and moan. She was so much hotter and harder than I imagined, her twitching dick snug inside me as she fully hilted herself. She quivered with me as we froze like that, neither of us moving our hips. We only kissed deeply, passionately. Julia was my beautiful goddess, and I would worship every part of her to be worthy of her perfect, throbbing cock. "Oh Julia," I whispered. "I'm yours... Use me however you desire..."
"Oh god," she breathed, burying her face into my neck as she began to slowly pump her pelvis into mine. I felt every texture of her member sliding back and forth inside me as my tunnel gripped her. "Oh god," Julia repeated lustfully as I matched her hip movements. The bed creaked under us as we kept our pace slow and passionate. Every time she hilted herself in me, my pubic hair greeted her base and balls, and every time I moaned together with her.
"Make love to me," I begged her, tossing my head back. "Julia! Make love to me." I wrapped my legs around her waist as I urged her to pick up the pace, groans and lurid noises escaping our mouths. The arousal and heat between us was palpable; I could sniff her fumes off her as we fucked, and I loved every whiff of her scent. It was my favorite drug, and I could never rehab off my addiction to it. I had asked her not to wear any deodorant today, just so I could smell her and fall prey to her musky fragrance in this moment. It was my filthy perversion and fetishy addiction. It was our secret that nobody would ever know. It was my fantasy to be marked by her scent, tangible proof that I belonged to her. My arms wrapped around her neck as I pulled her in as close as I could, feeling her sweaty breasts pushed up against mine. Her nipples scraped my flesh like soft claws. I was so infatuated, everything about Julia had me head over heels for her body. Julia was rocking her hips faster now, moaning pleasantly into my mouth. "Oh god, Julia, baby," I moaned, "Julia, baby, please cum for me. Cum!" I felt her orgasm as she cried out, pumping her sweet cum deep into my womb as she throbbed and trembled in my embrace. I orgasmed with her, tightening hard around her and squeezing out all of her milk.
Julia closed her eyes as she panted against my neck, the hot air of her breath felt cool against my burning hot skin. We held on together like this, kissing each other's necks. I felt her heartbeat gradually slow down as she recovered from her wonderful orgasm, but I felt her erection still. She was twitching every now and then inside me, and still as hard as before. "I love your pussy," Julia whispered. She kissed me again, timing it with a slow and deep pump. I could only groan out as her perfect cock slid in and out of me, my head tossing back into the pillows and my own messy blonde hair. I wanted her--needed her--to appreciate all of me. I lifted my arms for Julia, exposing my armpits to her. I could smell myself as I did, and I could see it on her face when she sniffed the first hint of my scent. It was then that I felt her cock twitch once more, somehow hardening even further in me, and that nearly made me cum again. Julia cursed something pleasant, smiling at me.
"Mistress," I began pleading. "Please, sniff your slut's stinky armpits as you fuck her," I whispered lustfully. "I've been such a good girl for Goddess, haven't I? Please, please, reward me with your divine cock!" I growled in lust for my Julia, unwrapping my legs from her waist and spreading myself for her as much as possible.
