spend together.” KiRah’s cheeks turned powder blue.
“I am happy if you are happy. And for your sake, I hope your
plans work out.” Brock hugged her shoulders, then released her to lead Tricia upstairs.
“You are feeling adventurous?” Brock trailed his fingers
down her backside. He activated the panel beside his bedchamber and opened the
door. He made sure the ‘privacy’
indicator was on after they entered the sitting area. The door chimed as it
closed.
“Depends on what you have in mind.” Tricia twined her soft
arms around his neck. “We’ve made love in your shower and in your bed today.”
Brock kissed her lips, feeling her tongue tangle with his.
He reached between them, loosened the laces which held her bodice together,
then slipped his hand inside to caress her warm curves.
Tricia pulled away to unfastened her bra. “Better?”
“Very much.” Brock filled his hands
with her breasts, then leaned down to take a rosy
nipple in his mouth. He heard her intake of breath as his teeth clamped down on
the bud, felt her sway closer to him. Straightening up, Brock tugged the bodice
down her arms, pinning them to her side. “I like the way you look like this.”
Tricia squirmed, but stood still. “I know you like my
boobs.” She arched her back, sticking them further out.
Brock backed her up against the wall, then bent down to take her other breast in his mouth. He suckled hard and demanding,
switching back to the first in the same manner. With his free hand, he reached
under the skirt to find her damp arousal. He slipped a finger inside and
applied pressure to her clit, feeling her breath hitch.
Tricia spread her legs. Brock eased first one finger, then a
second, up inside her. He heard her moan as more moisture coated his fingers.
Her hands curled on his shoulders.
“Brock…Brock… ohhhh baby…” She slid
partially down the wall.
Withdrawing his fingers and lips from her body, he eased her
to the floor, then removed her underpants. He bunched
her skirt around her waist, admiring the sight of her bald mound and the
glistening lips of her pussy. Brock licked his lips as he kneeled between her
thighs. He dragged his tongue up one side of her slick opening, then latched onto the small bud at the top of the opening.
Tricia thrashed against his mouth as her heels dug into his back. Her moans
turned to high pitched cries of ecstasy as he gave her no mercy. He kept at it,
wave after wave of pleasure, until she finally begged him to stop.
“You still want more?” He sat up and grinned at her,
thinking she’d never looked so beautiful. Hair mussed and sticking up every
which way, her breasts still poking out of the light purple material with the
sleeves around her elbows, her dark red pussy glistened with their combined
body fluids. Yes, his Chosen was beautiful after climaxing.
“Brock, I want you.” Tricia’s eyes were still glazed with
desire.
He struggled to his feet and helped her up. She shed the
dress, launched herself at him and attacked his lips with passion. Frantic
hands lifted his tunic up, baring his torso as he raised his arms. She drew
away just far enough to pull it over his head and toss the offending piece of
material to the floor. Tricia attacked his slacks until he too stood naked with
her. Sliding her palms from his shoulders down to his hips, she sank to her
knees. He closed his eyes as he felt her warm mouth close over his cock with slow
suction. His hands went to her hair as she clutched his buttocks while flicking
her tongue over the crown.
The pressure building he caught his breath as his cock hit
the back of her throat.
“Oh honey… yessss …Tricia…Tricia…”
His hips thrust in rhythm with her lips.
Suddenly she pulled free, causing his eyes to flip open.
“Why—”
She pointed to the sofa. “Lie down. You want adventure? I’ll
give you adventure.”
Brock complied, admiring the view as she straddled him,
taking him inch by inch into her body. His
“I am happy if you are happy. And for your sake, I hope your
plans work out.” Brock hugged her shoulders, then released her to lead Tricia upstairs.
“You are feeling adventurous?” Brock trailed his fingers
down her backside. He activated the panel beside his bedchamber and opened the
door. He made sure the ‘privacy’
indicator was on after they entered the sitting area. The door chimed as it
closed.
“Depends on what you have in mind.” Tricia twined her soft
arms around his neck. “We’ve made love in your shower and in your bed today.”
Brock kissed her lips, feeling her tongue tangle with his.
He reached between them, loosened the laces which held her bodice together,
then slipped his hand inside to caress her warm curves.
Tricia pulled away to unfastened her bra. “Better?”
“Very much.” Brock filled his hands
with her breasts, then leaned down to take a rosy
nipple in his mouth. He heard her intake of breath as his teeth clamped down on
the bud, felt her sway closer to him. Straightening up, Brock tugged the bodice
down her arms, pinning them to her side. “I like the way you look like this.”
Tricia squirmed, but stood still. “I know you like my
boobs.” She arched her back, sticking them further out.
Brock backed her up against the wall, then bent down to take her other breast in his mouth. He suckled hard and demanding,
switching back to the first in the same manner. With his free hand, he reached
under the skirt to find her damp arousal. He slipped a finger inside and
applied pressure to her clit, feeling her breath hitch.
Tricia spread her legs. Brock eased first one finger, then a
second, up inside her. He heard her moan as more moisture coated his fingers.
Her hands curled on his shoulders.
“Brock…Brock… ohhhh baby…” She slid
partially down the wall.
Withdrawing his fingers and lips from her body, he eased her
to the floor, then removed her underpants. He bunched
her skirt around her waist, admiring the sight of her bald mound and the
glistening lips of her pussy. Brock licked his lips as he kneeled between her
thighs. He dragged his tongue up one side of her slick opening, then latched onto the small bud at the top of the opening.
Tricia thrashed against his mouth as her heels dug into his back. Her moans
turned to high pitched cries of ecstasy as he gave her no mercy. He kept at it,
wave after wave of pleasure, until she finally begged him to stop.
“You still want more?” He sat up and grinned at her,
thinking she’d never looked so beautiful. Hair mussed and sticking up every
which way, her breasts still poking out of the light purple material with the
sleeves around her elbows, her dark red pussy glistened with their combined
body fluids. Yes, his Chosen was beautiful after climaxing.
“Brock, I want you.” Tricia’s eyes were still glazed with
desire.
He struggled to his feet and helped her up. She shed the
dress, launched herself at him and attacked his lips with passion. Frantic
hands lifted his tunic up, baring his torso as he raised his arms. She drew
away just far enough to pull it over his head and toss the offending piece of
material to the floor. Tricia attacked his slacks until he too stood naked with
her. Sliding her palms from his shoulders down to his hips, she sank to her
knees. He closed his eyes as he felt her warm mouth close over his cock with slow
suction. His hands went to her hair as she clutched his buttocks while flicking
her tongue over the crown.
The pressure building he caught his breath as his cock hit
the back of her throat.
“Oh honey… yessss …Tricia…Tricia…”
His hips thrust in rhythm with her lips.
Suddenly she pulled free, causing his eyes to flip open.
“Why—”
She pointed to the sofa. “Lie down. You want adventure? I’ll
give you adventure.”
Brock complied, admiring the view as she straddled him,
taking him inch by inch into her body. His
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