Under the Billionaire's Shelter - Jamie Knight Page 0,111
down onto the bed.
“Master?” Morgan asked, putting on her pet voice.
“Yes, my pet?”
“What are your thoughts on the subject of being a switch?”
“I've never really thought about it but I’m willing to give it a try.”
Undoing my pants and unleashing my cock, Morgan got on top of me and pulled her panties aside. Lowering herself down by truly tortuous increments, she sat herself down onto my throbbing cock, the majority of the shaft disappearing into her beautiful pussy.
Leaning forward and laying her warm hands on my chest, she started to move. Awkwardly raising and lowering herself on, she slid her pussy the length of my cock and then back again. I got the feeling she had never been on top before, and if such was the case, she was doing very well for a beginner.
She threw her head back as she rode, the sound of joy unlimited in its volume and intensity. Finally, she came, collapsing on top of me. Pulling my cock out of her pussy, Morgan slithered her way along the length of my body to a kneeling position between my knees, as though she was saying prayers to my cock.
Taking my slick shaft in her hand, she gave oral benediction, swirling her tongue around the head, softly, slowly, working her way gradually down until nearly half the shaft was in her mouth. With a deep breath of preparation, she deep throated me, far exceeding where her gag reflex should have been. Massaging my balls, one in each hand, she went for the gusto.
Swallowing down my cum like it was nothing, she leaned back, wiping the excess load from her lips and sucking it from her fingers provocatively.
“Master?” she asked again, still in a pet voice.
“Yes, my sweet little pet?"”
“Will you please demolish me?”
“Of course, my darling."
Lovingly caressing her cheek, I scooped Morgan up into my arms and deposited her onto the bed. Ripping away the dress she was wearing with my bare hands, I repeated the process with her bra and panties. Morgan let out a little yelp, followed by a giggle, with each one.
Dropping my head between her legs, I licked her almost to orgasm. Repeating the process until she was literally begging me, I allowed her to cum, using a finger and tongue combination that made her scream in a most delightful way.
When she was ready, I took her legs, placing them over my shoulders. I took her arms, crossing them at the wrists, and wrapped my hand around both to hold them in place. Pinning my sweet pet in place, I slipped inside her, pushing in until my pelvis pressed up against her wet little cunt. Her eyes glistened as she looked at me begging me to ravage her without needing to say a word.
Rearing back, the ring of the head pushed to her pussy lips from the inside. I pounded inside her. Pulling back again, I slammed in again. I repeated this slamming motion a few more times, making her yelp and gasp with each. I started pounding her a bit faster. I was working her like a piston, her cries and screams letting me know just how much she loved it.
Yanking out from inside her in the nick of time, I fed her my cock, unleashing a river of cum down her eager throat. My beloved pet took it all like a champ. I was so proud of her. She deserved a reward.
Stroking the outside of her pussy as I kissed her, I subtly moved my hand so that my fingers were angled toward her pussy, and then I began the slow progress forward. She gasped and looked down as I got up to the second knuckle.
“Oh!”
“Just relax, my pet,” I coaxed.
“Yes, Master.”
Morgan lay back, letting out a long breath, clearly trying to relax. It really did make a difference, the more relaxed her muscles were, the easier things would go. I got up to my palm without incident. There was a bit of bother getting my thumb past.
Morgan bit her lower lip to keep herself from screaming lest it make me stop. Getting in up to the wrist again, I stroked her pelvis as I worked my hand in her pussy, coaxing her to a nearly blackout orgasm.
Gently cleaning us both off, I held her and kissed her until she recovered enough to stand. Going to the closet, I picked out another outfit for her. Morgan stood perfectly still as I dressed her.