If you have not, please read the first four chapters of Guardian. It will help in following the story line.
All characters, sexually involved, are eighteen years of age.
Enjoy!
LIVE LARGE!!!
BoCur
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Guardian Ch. 05
Joy entered the bedroom first and our clothes disappeared. The cheeks of her luscious ass moved seductively as she walked in front.
I encircled her slender waist with one arm and pulled her to me. Swiftly gathering and lifting her long, curly, fiery red hair with my other hand, exposing the nape of her neck. Her hair in my fist, immobilizing her head I bent softly kissing, sucking and nibbling.
This was one of her special erotic zones and very ticklish. Her whole body was an erotic zone, some more than others.
Giggling she struggled to move away from titillation but I tightened my grip and she was unable.
As I continued, she, trembling with goosebumps, gave in to the sensation and started softly crooning, pressing back hard, grinding her butt on my hard cock.
I gently but forcefully bent her head to the side, licking around her ear, nibbling on the lobe, lightly blowing into her ear hole before spearing and tonguing it.
She gasped, shaking in a mini orgasm, knees buckling as she slumped in my arms.
I picked up my beautiful, hot blooded, wanton and lusty woman and carried to her the bed laying her on her back.
Still recovering, from her orgasm, she loosely sprawled, all her glory on display.
Often I was mesmerized by the sheer radiant perfection of this gorgeous woman. This was one of those times.
Bending over, I slowly stroked the contours of her luscious body, gazing at the pale, silky unblemished skin, the elegant symmetry of her long, toned legs, wide, graceful hips, plump, peach pussy, narrow waist and high, firm breasts with long, fat nipples, a classic face and beautiful, sparkling emerald eyes.
Her beauty was not just skin deep but shone from within, sweet and gentle and good.
My hands stilled, one resting on the plump mound of her pussy and the other around the delightful curve of her breast.
I declared, *Baby you are by far the most beautiful woman I have ever seen! Miles ahead!!*
Joy's hands move to rest on mine, firmly pressing.
She emotionally replied, *Master I was made to serve and please you. It is my duty, my very reason for being. Yet it is I who am pleasured, receiving the major portion. You make me feel beautiful, cherished and so loved! Such pleasures you bring me, impossible to describe! Use me as you will, for your pleasure. My body is yours to use. I want to please you, pleasure you and make you happy.*
She pleaded, *Please let me my Master!*
Wrapping her hands behind my head, she pulled me down on top of her, face to face. Her lips locked onto mine, tongue probing and as I opened my lips, entered my mouth, exploring and entwining with my tongue.
The French kiss continued until she rolled me over and got on top.
My hands moved down her back, finding her lush butt cheeks but before I could take hold she moved, scooting down.
I could have stopped her, but realizing her intentions and her need, as expressed by her previous words, I allowed her the freedom.
Repositioning, she took my nipples in her mouth, sucking, nibbling and kissing while stroking my pecs.
She slid down, spreading my legs until her mouth was close to my crotch.
Lying on her stomach she started licking my balls, gently sucking their loose skin into her mouth.
Wiping her hand between her legs, for lubrication, she lightly gripped my dick, unable to completely wrap her fingers around its circumference. She started to rub up and down its long, thick, rigid length, smooth with pronounced veins, foreskin rolled back, exposing a large, bulbous, purple, circumcised head.
Her tongue left the thorough caress of my family jewels to travel up and around my flagpole, making multiple contact with its entirety. Grasping the base with both hands she rolled her tongue around the head, the tip flicking the sensitive slit and crease.
Opening her mouth wide, she engulfed the head, gently sucking and moving her tongue back and forth. Slowly she eased me to back of her mouth and down her throat. When my length was swallowed, her lips resting on my ball sack, she started to hum, her throat vibrating.
The sensation was so intense, I saw stars.
With her previous ministrations having built a demanding pressure, my balls boiled. It did not take before I went over the edge, pumping an enormous amount of spunk almost directly into her stomach.
Joy kept me encased in her throat, continuing to hum, until I was limp.
As I exited her mouth she raised up, looking at my face, smiling, and stated, *Thank you Master.*
I pulled her up and kissed her, long and hard.
Afterward as we cuddled, I told her, *Love you Baby!*
She sighed contentedly.
*My Lady Joy that was mind blowing wonderful.*
*But you are wrong about the amount of pleasure I receive from our love making. Truly my enjoyment is at least equal to and most often greater than yours. It gives me great delight and gratification to provide you pleasure. A major source of my pleasure, my true delight is in making you enjoy to the fullest. For me it is better to give than receive.*
*Yes you belong to me, totally, designed and made to serve. But truly, in this way you are serving me. In the future I do not want you to think otherwise. Never ascribe to such thoughts again.*
*Understand?*
*Yes Master. I will not. I love you!*
*Good.*
I proceeded to provide a similar service to that received, followed by additional rounds of full penetration and ejaculation, with short periods of cuddling, as we luxuriated in the afterglow of glorious love making.
Later, after showering, we returned to the Bridge to meet Lucy.