Jenny and her dom (Pm first)

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She loved having his eyes on her, it made her feel wanted and desired and it felt empowering for her to be naked and on display for this man.

She could feel the blush on her cheeks as he stared at her and enjoyed her with his eyes, sending thrills right to her cunt wanting and needing him again.

She smiled warmly as she looked at him she felt the same about him, god he looked like a Greek god to her, she wanted this man more than she wanted to breathe.

Sure was he her boss, yes. Step one- don't sleep with your boss, done, check. Was he a lot older than her, yes. Step two- She did not fucking care an iota how old he was. Step three- Had she not told herself a thousand times over and over again that she would not allow herself to get involved or feel anything more than what it was at the club fun? Yet here she was. Finally, Step Four- Do not fall for a man you know you cannot have... The jury is still out, cause she was already halfway there. She took a deep breath and told herself not to overthink things just to enjoy the weekend.

She could not take her eyes off of his and she never once moved out of the position that he had told her to take.

She looked down at his cock and could see that his cock was very hard again she knew she was the main source of that and it turned her on and made her feel glee all at the same time, she would gladly do anything Master Black asked of her. God if he wasn't sexy.

She moaned again as her pussy was now in control. "Yes Master Black, yes I love what I see." She said in a very husky voice. "I want to see much much more." She said another blush creeping up her neck to her cheeks.

 

[susurrus]

Black smiled. Jenny heated up very quickly. Then again, maybe she never had cooled down in the first place. He could already feel her hands on him, her lips, her mouth... and still, she stood feet away, not moving, exactly as she'd been ordered.

He wanted to fuck her again. He wanted to insert himself into her body and not remove it until Real Life raised its ugly head once more. He wanted to live in the fantasy of Jenny and him and nothing else in the world. He wanted her to be his, to do with as he pleased.

And while fucking non-stop was a part of that glorious fantasy, he knew it was unrealistic. Still, there were things they could do, here, now, and without any props...

Closing his legs, he invited, "Come here. Lay across my lap."

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Damn that smile of his got her every time and she already felt her juices flowing and making her wet once more. She had never really been turned on this much she thought to herself and she was doubtful if another man would make her feel this way again. He made her hotter than the Fourth of July. Looking at him was like time standing still god she wanted him and needed him so badly again.

She bit her lip as she watched him carefully her heart pounding against her chest. She licked her lips seductively she needed him to know how much she wanted him. She wanted everything he wanted and so much more, even if she had sworn never to have more again especially after her ex… she knew now that she had been waiting for Randall… master black all along.

God she wanted no correction needed to touch him once more, she just could not get enough of him, there would never be enough she thought to herself. She wondered what he was really like what he truly wanted and needed and desired and she knew she wanted to give him all of that.

His words excited her thrilled her and a low moan escaped her lips, even his voice and tone sent shockwaves throughout her body. She walked over to him as he told her to and laid flat on his lap shaking a little in anticipation of what was to come.

 

[susurrus]

Black couldn't help the smile at Jenny's blush when she heard what he wanted her to do. He found such sheepishness so charming. She knew what was coming, but the little pleased look she gave let him know she wanted it, could take it.

Just watching the girl move was a treat. Watching her move to obey an order given made it that much more precious. When she finally oozed over his knees, presenting her back and most importantly, her heart-shaped ass, his cock throbbed.

"Good girl," he murmured appreciatively, his eyes taking in the delectable vision before him.

He could feel the subtle vibration that coursed through her body, made moreso by the contact of their skin. Her smooth warmth radiated from her and he finally placed his hands on those lovely curves.

For several minutes he let his hands roam her skin, enjoying the shivers and sounds that came from her. For all this time, he let his hand pass over her pussy but took care not to touch it.

When he did finally touch the wet heat between the girl's legs, it was a deliberate finger that began at her clit and dragged through the dampness that she released involuntarily. He smiled once again at how wet she was at being here, at what they had done and the anticipation of what they would do.

For a moment, he inspected the fluids that clung to his finger before slipping it into his mouth.

"Delicious," he praised at the flavor she left on his tongue. "I can hardly wait to taste you better." His hand went back to the perfection that was her delectable ass. "But I suspect you know why I have you like this right now. It isn't to eat that pretty cunt. That will come later.

"Why don't you beg me for what you know you are positioned for. Let me know you want it, hm?"

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She had never been more excited to be over a man’s knee as she was to be over his. She was still blushing as she looked at him and how devastatingly handsome it took her breath away everytime she looked at him. She bit her lip shyly wanting him to know she wanted everything he was going to give her and more.

She was slow and seductive in her movements. Her breathing was heavy and her heart raced and heat for him pooled between her legs once more. She easily laid on her tummy in a perfect position for him, giving him the view she knew he wanted.

She closed her eyes and just enjoyed the excitement that seemed to course through her for this man. She smiled his words only added to her need of what he was preparing to do.

Each touch he placed on her body elicited soft moans of desire for him and she knew there would be no doubt he could feel her wetness as it pooled more and more against his legs. She had to breath deeply for each touch each graze sent shockwaves through her.

She gasped when his finger touched her sensitive clit and let out another low moan almost a growl.

She could feel his fingers in her wetness she could hear him place his finger in his mouth enjoying the taste of her and god if that wasn’t the fucking hottest thing ever.

Chills went up and down her spine at his words moans continued escaping her lips unable to hide what she so desperately wanted and needed from him.

Oh god yes she wanted this every delicious moment. “Oh please master black, please spank me… please make me yours!” She cried out her voice a little hoarse as she did so.

 

[susurrus]

Randall smiled broadly at Jenny's enthusiastic desire for his hand against her ass. It made his cock throb and ooze a healthy dose of lubrication from the tip. Jenny would have a precum slick on her side by the time they were through, but he figured she probably wouldn't care.

He simply caressed her smooth, young skin for a while more, enjoying the reaction he was getting out of her from just the lightest touch. Then again, that touch DID venture onto some pretty sensitive regions once or twice...

With no warning, he raised his hand and before she had the chance to build any anticipation, brought it down hard on her ass with a resounding *SMACK*...

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She had never wanted anyone to spank her and bring her pain and pleasure the way that she wanted this man to. She wanted and needed this more than this man would probably ever know. She wanted this time with him craved this, it had been so very long since she had wanted someone as much as she wanted this man that was ready to make her cute little ass red with his handprints.

She moaned when he gently caressed her soft young skin taking his time in learning her body even with just his simple little touches it made her skin feel like she was on fire and the little whimpers and moans that escaped her lips clearly showed him just how much she wanted his touch wanted his slap upon her ass.

She gasped and screamed when she felt his hand slap down hard against her firm ass, but the sting subsided and a growl of pleasure ripped through her.

 

[susurrus]

Jenny's reaction to his first strike really made him smile. Oh, there was the expected screech of pain, but it was followed by such a growl of satisfaction that he knew he couldn't let this one go.

"Good girl," he rasped, just before raining a series of firm, resonant slaps to her fabulous ass cheeks.

After a minute or so, the smooth skin was beginning to change hue to a light pink, and he could feel the warmth start to rsdiate.

Caressing that pinkness a few seconds, he once more dipped a finger into the wetness of her slit, avoiding the clitoris. As wet as she'd been earlier, she wss positively drenched now.

"Naughty slut. You like this," he scolded playfully.

The goal was to make her hate it at the same time loving it. Whether he could bring her to that tonight he didn't know. Sleep was definitely something he was going to want soon, even while he wanted to fuck this woman all night.

He dipped a finger in her cunt again and wrote his name in pussy juice on her ass before raising his hand and starting up another barrage on her pretty, upturned ass, with the goal of darkening the hue another shade before giving her another brief reprieve.

He wondered how long it would take for shrieks of pleasure to become sobs and tears, but contradictory tears of the conflict between pain and even greater satisfaction...

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Jenny had always loved the fine line between pain and pleasure and she knew tonight would be no different she wondered just how much Master Black would or perhaps could push her. She closed her eyes and yelped out in pain, but when the sting of the slap went away, pleasure started to go right through her more and more as she moaned.

It always pleased her to be told she was a good girl another low moan escaped her lips before he rained another series of firm slaps to her tight bare ass, she was gasping and crying out moaning and shivering all at the same time. She had to breathe deeply to allow the stings from the slaps to pass by so she did not cry out from the pain of the hard slaps and then the immense pleasure that was also building up inside of her.

She gasped when he caressed where he had previously spanked her firm ass, she then moaned when she felt his finger dip into her now-drenched slit. She knew her juices were now flowing onto his legs and she was sure he would not mind that one bit. His words of her being a naughty slut only added to how hot she was and how fast her impending orgasm was building more and more by the moment, control Jenny control she thought to herself.

"Yes Master, I do." She managed to gasp out. Her ass was on fire and yet she wanted him to give her more and more. It had been a long time since she allowed herself to completely let go with another man her heart racing and her pussy quivering all at the same time, waiting for her Master to touch her to give her the ultimate pleasure.

She wanted and needed him more and more as every minute and second passed between the two of them. When he dipped his finger into her drenched pussy was more another loud moan escaped her lips once more, then she felt him write something on her ass with her pussy juice, she could feel the R and she knew he had written his name on her ass and a bright red blush rose to her cheeks.

She was writhing on his lip, the pain blurring the lines then the pleasure taking over, and then it all started again over and over. He continued slapping her ass and at this point, it seemed like he would never stop, and she was not sure anymore if it was pleasurable or just slightly painful, she was not sure, tears filled her eyes, but it was not because she was in any real pain its because she wanted more of the pain... as it went she felt the most intense orgasm she ever felt building inside of her body.

 

[susurrus]

The beautiful pink ass that lay beneath his palm kept darkening. The sounds the owner of that ass made told him she loved the pain, so he kept going. Years of administering such "punishments" had toughened his hand, so he hadn't reached HIS limit yet. It was one of the reasons he preferred open-handed spankings, rather than using any kind of implement: if it got to be too much for HIM, then it was likely far enough for her...

When he did finally decide to give her a break, the vacuum of sound was almost deafening. Of course, it wasn't completely quiet, because Jenny's heavy breathing, mixed with little gasps and moans, continued for a few seconds.

This time, when he checked her pussy, she was far wetter than she had been previously.

"There's enough lube here, I could probably get my whole hand in you," he chuckled.

This was hyperbole. Even as wet as she was, it would take some doing to fist this woman. While Randall didn't have huge hands, neither were they petite. A fisting, while fun, would take a lot of time, patience, and more lubrication than was pouring from her at the moment.

He could have halted the spanking easily. It had been a spur-of-the-moment thing and the girl had proven she could take a lot.

Still... for some reason, he wanted to push her, prove to her her self-control was not iron-clad. He wanted tears. She'd already shown him she was tough. He wanted to see where that toughness stopped....

Once again, he began the next relentless attack on pretty, young Jenny's beautiful butt...

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Her breathing was hard and she had little whimpers escaping her lips. The pain felt so delicious coming from his firm hard hand, but it was starting to burn some too, into a more intense pain. She could feel more and more of her juices flowing from her pussy onto his legs. She closed her eyes trying to ignore the more intense burning feeling that was surging through her body.

She breathed deeply when he let up on her ass momentarily giving her a little bit of a reprieve. Had the pain ever felt this exquisite before she thought to herself. She gasped and moaned when he once more touched her very sensitive pussy, her heart continuing to beat hard against her chest.

Her eyes widened that would be something new for her, she bit her lip a little at the thought, sighing at the way he teased her but loving it at the same time. She bit her lip a little she was flushed all over, it was not just her ass that was red anymore. She wondered if it was something he would eventually want to do to her.

She bit her lip at the thought of that. She knew her heart was thumping so hard she could feel it inside of her ears. He was making her insane, so insane that this was becoming more and more intense for her. She did not want him to stop, but at the same time, she also did not know just how much more she could handle.

She wondered where this night was going to lead or how much more Master Black was going to make her endure his spanking to her already stinging and burning ass. She was trying to control herself, trying to control her pain. She wanted him to know there was a lot she could handle and take from him. She shook her head, knowing she could handle this.

This time it felt as if he was hitting and spanking her so hard she could no longer see straight she was biting her lip and screaming out now, tears started rolling down her cheeks as it did not feel like there was any more pleasure just a stinging and burning and pain, her nails dug into his legs but never once did she beg him to stop... but he could hear her whimpers and her sobs now.

 

[susurrus]

All of a sudden, the sounds of pleasure stopped. Randall heard the hitches in her breath, the cries no longer so satisfied.

His hand burned when he finally stopped. Jenny's pretty white ass cheeks, while still pretty, were a mottled dark-pink-moving-into-red.

Now, he caressed even more gently. She hadn't called for him to cease, he'd done that voluntarily. He'd brought her to the place he'd wanted her. Broken, no. He didn't want that. But she knew where he could take her, and even though it wasn't so pleasant at the moment, she would find her place in such things. He liked her confidence, but she now knew he could go through that.

For several minutes, he left her there, just caressing.

"I'm very proud of you," he said gently. "A lesser woman would have put a halt to it long ago."

Helping her off his lap, he told her, "Sit, if you can. I've made you feel pleasure/pain, then more pain than pleasure, I suspect."

Her face was a mess. Tears streaked cheeks nearly the color of her ass, her eyes red-rimmed.

"Do you realize how beautiful you are?" He said as he wiped wetness from her face. "If only such beauty were mine."

Again, he gestured to the sofa.

"Sit, and I'll bring you bliss to go with the agony you feel."

His cock was still hard. It had dripped his own lubrication all down the shaft and onto his balls. He could cum again, but he could also wait. Perhaps Jenny needed holding, but after such pain, the release he had planned would be more intense. There might be more tears, but he suspected they'd be of a different sort than the ones she shed right now...

Then, there would be holding.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She wasn’t sure why Master Black seemed to be pushing her, as her pleasure started subsiding and pain had taken over her body. Don’t say the safe word, don’t ask him to stop she thinks to herself over and over again.

She could barely breath, regularly her ass burned and ached from the onslaught of his hard hand. She had went from soft moans to cries and whimpers of pain.

Even as he caressed her now very sore ass low gasp escaped her mouth. Most women she suspected would have begged to stop, would have used the safe word but Jenny no she didn’t want to… her thoughts were all over the place. Her breathing was still very heavy as she tried to come down from the intense pain she was feeling. She hadn’t let anyone take control of her body in this way since well her ex, ever since the choking fiasco she trusted no one and wouldn’t allow herself to get into a relationship. She had her eyes closed taking long deep breaths.

She was grateful that he didn’t make her get up right away and just caressed her ass gently.

She blushed at his words, but his words also went right to her pussy. “I—-I have it’s been a long time.” She found herself saying feeling as if she was treading on a fine line.

She carefully took his hand when he gently helped her from his lap her legs felt a little more than wobbly. She only nodded her head at the mention of more pain and she probably looked a little confused.

Her face was hot and red and blotchy. Her makeup her black mascara was running down her cheeks more and more.

Again his words made her blush when he asked her if she knew how beautiful she was. She smiled into his eyes when he wiped her tears away. Those words if ever she was going to want to be someone again she would want to be his…

She sat down as gently as she could but gasped when she did. She wondered what he meant her heart starting to race once more.

Her breast are rising and falling with how hard she was breathing.

 

[susurrus]

Randall smiled an ironic little smile at her gasp when she did finally carefully sit. Once she was in place, he knelt between her legs and eased them apart.

Her pussy was soaking. Whatever pain her ass might be in, her cunt was telling a different story. Sure, most of this wetness was from before the worst part of the spanking kicked in, but he couldn't believe that there wasn't plenty that was new.

Another gasp and a grimace when he pulled her hips forward then pushed her knees toward her ears, exposing that oh-so-much-more-than-damp pussy and her asshole.

Without making her wait any longer, he leaned forward and, leading with his tongue, buried his face in her beautiful, glistening cunt...

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She gasped when she carefully took a seat, she knew she would feel this for days... She looked down at him her face still flushed, her body begging for him, her pussy drenched...

She also felt her juices flowing down her inner thighs when he spread her legs. She had to close her eyes for a moment to regain her composure. She bit her lip, anticipating what was to come, her hands were shaking and she was starting to tremble in excitement.

She gasped and even flinched ever so slightly when he pulled her hips forward, gently pushing her knees towards her ears, exposing her very wet pussy a low moan escaped her lips at her need.

"Oh, Randall." She gasped out when he buried his face in her overly sensitive hot cunt...

 

[susurrus]

Instantly, Randall's face was soaked. He wasn't being cautious and carefully licking Jenny's pussy until he'd made a neat little clean spot. To him, that was the fun part about sex: the just getting in there and making a mess, of you, of your partner... or partners...

He made sure he got right in and smeared her all over him. His mouth was full of her flavor, his nose full of her scent. He was as drunk as a man could be on Woman.

Once he'd rubbed his face all in her slick cunt, he began lapping. Pussy was one of his favorite flavors and he couldn't get enough. He pitied the men who didn't eat pussy. He'd run into too many doms who considered cunnilingus beneath their station in the relationship. They were missing out, because no toy could ever make a woman go as mad with desire and frustration as a man with a willing tongue.

Randall licked all over Jenny's pussy: top, bottom, all the way to her asshole. As long as it yielded a screech or a moan or a gasp or any number of other delicious reactions, his tongue was going there.

He figured the last several minutes, while not forgotten, were now greatly blurred by what he was doing to her presently. Before he'd wanted tears. He'd gotten them. Now, he wanted the biggest orgasm this woman had ever had. If he failed in that, there was a goal to be met at another time.

Oh yes, there would be another time. He hadn't felt this way toward a woman since Diana/Cybelle. It wasn't love. Not yet anyhow. Maybe it would build to that at some point, but at the moment, it felt more like obsession. He couldn't imagine another woman.

And he wanted her to feel the same. It was why, after one side of intensity, he was giving her another facet of it.

He wanted her to cum. He wanted it to be the most memorable of her life. He didn't care if she squirted again. It would be his reward, his proof that he'd made her feel THAT good.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

She could not deny the way he was making her feel, she was absolutely wild for him and wanted and needed more. The way he was eating her pussy was like a man in need to bring her the most intense pleasure he could after bringing her intense pain. She bit her lip her eyes were starting to close in enjoyment of the sensations he was bringing forth in her and she wanted more, needed more. She loved the way her juices were glistening on his face, and it made her excited to know that he did not mind in the least to have her essence all over his face, she wanted him to smell her aroma of her juices that he was bringing forth in her.

She knew she would never find another man that was making her feel the way Randall was. She found herself moaning more and more by the moment especially when he started lapping at her cunt, fuck he could suck pussy she thought to herself. She was getting lost in the feelings he was bringing forth in her, she needed more and more from him. Had it ever felt this good, god no, her ex would never want to do this, thought it was against what being a Dom was... But Randall, he was eating her like it was the last meal he would ever have. She knew he would not stop until he made her cum all over his face and mouth! Fuck me she thought to herself.

She found herself taking her hands and placing them in his hair she needed to touch him, needing to release, and fucking every lick he placed on her pussy drove her wild and her screams were becoming louder and louder and she found herself now digging her fingers into his head this time, when his tongue licked near her asshole she thought she would cum and squirt right than and there. Her eyes closed... she was going mad, and he knew she wanted more by the way her own hips rose to beg him for more. She was no longer thinking about the pain she had felt before, all she knew was Randall was giving her everything she needed and more.

She needed to cum soon, this was more intense than she had ever felt before. She was screaming at this point her fingers entangling his hair harder and harder pulling against him more and more. He was giving her everything she wanted and needed and so much more. Please do not ever stop she thought to herself. She felt her muscles start to tense oh she was close so very very close. The last relationship she was in was all about pleasing him, and nothing for her, this felt different... not that this was a relationship after all. She had never wanted anyone more than she wanted him in this moment.

She knew she would want more... She craved him more than she had ever craved another. She wondered if he knew how many nights she had spent thinking about him over and over again. She knew no-one would ever come close to him again. She hadn't felt this way before since well her ex and she did not even feel that way about him. Again her muscles tensed and she knew she was closer and closer, this time she was screaming his name. She was screaming in general writhing against his tongue. She was so so close. In that instant he pushed her right over the edge as her hips rose to meet his face and she screamed out once more, but this orgasm was different it seemed never ending, and he did not stop eating her.. making her cum and cum and cum.

 

[susurrus]

While he'd been an avid pussy eater before he'd met his wife, she'd taught him to love it even more. Even more than receiving oral, he loved giving it. Cybelle had been able to cum almost endlessly, and he'd spent almost literal hours between her legs making her howl and coat him in her pussy.

Being open-minded and of the opinion that pleasure was pleasure, regardless who gave it to you or who you gave it to, she'd even taught him the joys of feeling a cock explode in whichever hole was wavailable. Cybelle didn't get the urge to dominate often, but when she did, Randall knew he was in for an interesting and madly fulfilling experience.

When Jenny's orgasm hit, it was with the force of a fire hose. Randall was immediately drenched but only took a moment to grab a breath before he dove right back in to continue licking her through the spray. To Randall, the hottest thing in this world was eating the pussy of a squirting woman and her giving him a shower in her fluids.

He'd purposely stopped before she used a safe word earlier. This time, he'd stop when she stopped him. Until then, he'd continue lapping the tastiest cunt he'd gotten his tongue in since his wife...

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Was this how things always went she wondered to herself had anything ever been this good she thought to herself. She wanted everything he had to offer and more, she would give him anything he asked of her as well and more also. She wanted this man more than she wanted air to breathe. This was almost to much, she was feeling things her body had not felt in so fucking long. More she thought more she screamed and begged. She just could not seem to get enough and she was begging for more, maybe more than she could even handle she thought to herself.

Her eyes were rolling in the back of her head, and she was moaning and screaming louder and louder by the minute. She wanted Randall to teach her all the things she did not know, she wanted him to show her what he wanted and needed and in this moment she wanted him to make her his. her orgasm was the most intense orgasm she may have ever had in her entire fucking life, had anyone ever made her squirt twice, hell no-one had ever made her squirt once, Randall was truly one a fucking kind. Jesus Christ she thought moaning and writhing beneath him and he dove right in and sucked and lapped her pussy more and more continuing now to make her have multiple orgasms over and over again.

Oh dear god she thought, her pussy was on fire and her body was shaking and trembling to the skill of his magical fucking tongue. Most woman more and likely would be embarrassed if she was squirting in a mans mouth but Jenny she could not think of anything at the moment aside from the pleasures he was bringing out in her. She wasn't quite sure how many orgasms he was giving her from his mouth she was starting to lose count. Her cunt was quivering over and over, she was shaking, writhing and trembling beneath him as she screamed over and over in pure orgasms.

How much more could she stand... she really was not sure, she had never felt anything so intense so life changing, she felt her head lolling back and forth and at any moment she felt she was going to black out.

 

[susurrus]

Randall was drenched in Jenny. One orgasm had turned into two, followed by a constant stream, the whole while her cunt sprayed him in its ecstasy. He was proud of himself for still being able to make a woman climax to the point of infinity.

Jenny's sounds had become deep and desperate, her head thrown back, rolling from side to side. Still, she moved. Still, she made noise. He wondered if she'd reached the point where she was unable to think, unable to safe word herself out of this. He'd wondered for years if pleasure had a line after which it tumbled over into something not quite so pleasant.

Her movements began to slow, her vocalizations not as strong. He had no doubt she was still in the throes of orgasm, but something wasn't right. He didn't need her fainting from this. That wasn't his goal. He'd told himself he wouldn't be the one who stopped this, but he also had a responsibility to this woman, one she'd tacitly handed him by stepping inside his home and allowing him to do the things he'd done to her.

Backing away, he sat beside her and picked her head up. She didn't appear to be there with him at the moment. Where had she gone?

"Jenny, are you okay?" he asked gently. Her breath was irregular, coming in gasps and deep groans. "Speak to me, please."

He was getting worried. At least she was already seated and not suspended by her ankles or something more dangerous, but it seemed she'd overdosed on orgasms.

He knew better than to move her. Aside from her unresponsiveness, she seemed comfortable, so he'd leave her where she was and wait a while. A check to the pulse in her throat showed her heart was thundering.

Pulling her to him, he held her, protectively cradling her head against his chest. He began to quietly sing a little song his mother sang to him as a boy, when he was hurt or scared. He'd sung it for Cybelle a few times. He hadn't expected to need it quite so soon with Jenny. Hell, he hadn't planned to need it at all, but here he was.

He just sat there with her, waiting for her to respond. Fortunately his mother's song had several verses. She'd told him her mother had made up some of them, her mother's mother had made up others, and she had a few originals too. Sometimes the words didn't make any sense, but they rhymed, and that was the important part.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Her pussy was drenched and in doing so she knew she was drenching his mouth and his tongue with her juices and her cum, bathing him in all that she was. The orgasms just continued hitting her more and more and it felt as if there was no end to them in sight, she knew she should know her bodies limits, but nothing had ever been so heavenly to her before. She continued screaming and moaning his name out over and over again. She was breathing heavy at this point and probably should have stopped him the way her body was begging her too... but she was lost in all the pleasures he was bringing her.

Her moans and whimpers and cries were becoming more and more desperate and yet she never once asked him to stop or used a safe word, her head was thrown back, rolling from side to side, completely lost in the moment. She was not sure how many orgasms she had now, but she knew she had never felt anything like this before in her entire life and she craved more, but her body was craving for a reprieve at the same time. Her body felt like she had flames flying off of her... it was that intense for her. Her skin was tingling all over as was her cunt still tingling inside and out.

She felt him move and her pussy was still convulsing and she was still moaning softly, she felt him lift her head up and she sighed a little. She was in her own little safe place, the intensity of the situation had become too much for her. There were words for this but Jenny was not sure if she had ever truly experienced it before. She could hear his firm, yet soft voice, but she was to lost inside of herself. Her breathing was irregular, soft even maybe coming out in gasps and deep groans.. she heard his voice once more but did not want to come down from what she was feeling.

She was breathing so deeply yet firmly at the same time. She could honestly not remember a time this had ever happened to her...She was completely and utterly sated. She was comfortable and felt safe where she was. Her heart however was still racing. She felt safe warm arms pull her to his chest and she sighed a bit. She heard his soft melodic tone and it was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard. She was starting to come out of her trance...her own head. Her breathing was slowly becoming back to normal now. She loved the feeling of being in his arms, and the sound of his whimsical voice.

She found herself cuddling against him in a few moments. Slowly she started to turn and look up at him, her eyes fluttering up at him confusion in her eyes, a question evident in them as well... "I--what happened?" She simply asked.

 

[susurrus]

Several minutes passed. Randall felt the tension in Jenny's body slowly eased anx her breath began to even out. For a while, he thought maybe she'd transitioned from whatever catatonia she'd tumbled into, into sleep. It would have been fine if she had. While he was still covered in her pussy, he had no intention of going anywhere until he was certain she was okay.

Slowly, she began to stir. Then suddenly she gasped in a huge breath, eyes wide. When that subsided, she looked around, at the arms that held her safely tight, then up at his face.

A look of orgasm-induced calm was on her face and the weary smile she turned to him was both charming and a relief.

She tried to speak a couple times, but with all the moaning, gasping and panting she'd been doing, her mouth was dry, so it took some doing to get enough moisture for her voice to work.

"What... happened?" She finally croaked, a hand coming up to rest on his chest.

Randall felt tears come to his eyes. He'd been worried something bad had happened. He was pleased she was alright.

"To put it far too simply, you came. You came and came until you went somewhere else. I was afraid I'd broken you. I'm glad I was wrong."

Jenny's face was a sight. Between sweat and tears, her makeup was devastated. If she could see herself, he was pretty sure she'd be appalled.

He laughed. "You came so much, squirted again and again in my face and all over me. I think it was the biggest, most intense orgasm I've ever witnessed."

He squeezed her close. "And I'm ready to stay here with you as long as you like. I'm kind of thinking a shower or bath and then bed is in the cards right now.

"And you're staying here tonight. I want to wake up in the morning knowing you're still okay. You can have your own bed or you can share mine. It's your choice."

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

It seemed Jenny wasn't really aware of what had happened to her either. She was becoming more and more relaxed and calm down, her breathing normal. She felt comfortable, more than she had ever felt before, She felt tired but in a very good way. She wondered if she had ever felt something so truly amazing in her entire life she wondered to herself. She sighed in the state that she was end. She felt safe at the moment safer than she had ever felt before in her entire life. She was hoping this was not just a one time thing... if it was this was and had been one of the best nights of her life.

She finally started to completely stir coming back to life, well in a sense at least, she felt almost drunk like. She wakes or comes to with a huge breath, her eyes a little wide and wild. She started to realize again where and who she was with, she looked around and knew she was completely safe, ahh Randall she thought to herself and smiled inwardly to herself, she looked up at him tenderly, after a moment she gave him a weary smile. It seemed as if when she tried to speak words weren't completely formulating, she had never felt so out of breath and out of touch she had never felt this way before.

She took several deep breaths. She licked her lips several times to wet her whistle so to speak anyway. Finally she asked him what happened because this was not anything she had ever felt before and she doubt she ever would again. Her voice came out in a croak however, she reached her hand up and gently touched his chest loving the fact that she was in his arms and that he was clearly keeping her safe. She noticed the look in his own eyes and she could see he had been sincerely worried about him, and it made her smile... the last thing she ever wanted however was to make him worry over her.

She bit her lip a little shyly when she realized everything that must have happened. She did not seem to move her hand from his chest she liked the way his heartbeat felt thumping against her small hand. She looked at him when he began to speak, she felt a blush creep from the soles of her feet to her face at his words... she was not sure what he meant by she went somewhere else, it confused her a bit more but for now she did not want to question him. She felt a little broken she thought to herself. "I think... I've never..." She admitted a bit at a lost for words.

She knew she looked a mess, at least she was sure she probably did. She almost wanted to run to a bathroom and freshen up... she was feeling pretty vulnerable she thought to herself. Everything however that had happened was pure bliss. Her heartbeat was now steady once more and strong. She blushed when he laughed and bit her lip feeling rather embarrassed at the moment. She blushed even more at his words, wondering how she should react, she hoped this was all okay with him... she wanted to please him as much as he had her...again at the mention of her orgasm and how she squirted all over his fucking face.

She felt good against him... to good she thought to herself. "Thank-you...I--I'm sorry about before." She said with another embarrassed look on her face. She nodded her head gently a shower or bath sounded heavenly at the moment. She nodded her head she wanted to stay with him and she was grateful that he wanted her too. She smiled softly at him, she was glad he wanted to keep her there and keep her safe. She loooked at him tenderly. "Are you sure you would be okay...with me... I mean... in your bed??" She asked softly she was not really sure how he would feel about that...she did want him to feel obligated to her or anything.

 

[susurrus]

Randall laughed again, his hand running through her damp hair. "What have you got to be sorry about?"

Yes, she looked like she'd just had ten thousand orgasms all in a row, with the bliss and exhaustion that accompanied it. Still, he thought she looked ravishing.

"As I said: my bed or one of your own, it's up to you. I'm not going to pressure you into anything. I've already pushed you around too much already this evening."

Aside from the hand petting her hair, he hadn't moved an inch. If Jenny didn't get up from where they sat, he wouldn't either.

"For now, it's your choice of bed, your choice when and where you bathe. As well, your choice of whether you bathe alone or if you'd rather have company."

He knew his preferences, but the possibility was that the girl could want and/or need time to process what had happened this evening, particularly after Dominic left the room at Red. He wasn't going to influence her by expressing his opinion on the matter.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

His laugh was light and not teasing at all, she loved the feel of his hand running through her hair, knowing no matter what he would protect and keep her safe. She actually was not sure what she was apologizing for... she had never really been in this situation before, she had never felt something so intense before in her life... it was a strange feeling she thought to herself. "I--I am sorry because I have never had that happen to me before, I am sure I worried you." She finally admitted realizing what she was sorry for. She smiled softly at him, he had given her something no one else had before, she wondered if he realized that, she thought about her ex...and how it ended and a shiver went through her now was not the time or the place to be thinking about that.

Randall had given her something no one else ever have... he pushed her limits and she wanted him to continue on...what if he only wanted this weekend she wondered to herself, she wanted more, but she knew her body had, had enough she thought to herself as she bit her lip a little, as much as she wanted more, her body was saying no. She was breathing a normal tempo now, and looking at him as if he were the only man in the world... she had never been this impassioned by anyone before in her life. She looked up as he spoke to her once more, she knew she did not want to be alone right now.

She smiled at the fact he was giving her a choice, at the club you always had a choice, but the last time she was truly alone with a man that she had trusted, no this was no time to be thinking of that but she had never respected a man more than she respected Randall at this moment. She closed her eyes, and enjoyed this feeling...she wondered if he noticed how her shift changed a little... she hoped not her past was her past for a reason after all. "No Randall you did not push me, I wanted this...you have given me more choices in one night, then I have had in a very long time." She admitted in a soft whisper.

She loved the feel of his hand petting her hand, showing her the care she needed, and he had not moved once, letting her take the pace at this moment in time. She took a deep breath she did need a shower or bath and she needed rest that much she knew.She bit her lip and looked at him softly. Again he was letting her know everything was her choice...she wanted to sleep with him, she knew that much, she knew she did not want to be alone, she was still a little confused by what had happened with her body, but she also was not ready to admit that.

She nodded her head. She wanted him near her for as long as he wanted her to be..."I---I don't want to be alone." She admitted. She again felt her heart racing.. she knew she wanted to be there and close with him...everything would be different especially at work she thought to herself... this could be a very good thing or a very bad thing she thought to herself... she felt it could be a very good thing, but she knew they would have obstacles in their way, but was that not a normal thing after all? "Can, we, bathe?" She asked a little meekly, almost embarrassed.