M. As Maestro’s hand continued to massage zerlina’s cunt, she opened like a flower, her juices flowing down her thighs as he thrummed her clit and lips. She gazed into his eyes while sucking his thumb, and he leaned close to her ear and growled to her, “When we are together, all of you, your breasts, your mouth, your cunt, your ass, all belong to me. Yes?” She nodded a few short times, her eyes still open but closing from the weakness in her knees brought on by his fingers.
Z. I was melting, your fingers were marvelously stroking me, pushing softly my slit when entering and pulling from inside when coming out. I was slowly sucking your thumb, anticipating the smelly taste of your cock confined in your trousers all day long. You spoke to me, your voice had something hypnotic, the only thing I was able to do was nodding, taking your words as the simple truth.
M. Suddenly, he released her and she slid to the floor, onto her knees.
Z. In a moment you were out of me, nothing of you was inside me anymore and I felt the urge to fill the empty spaces left by you. My knees were weak and I slowly lowered, sliding against the wall.
I was on my knees, only a few centimeters apart from you. I waited for this moment since you sent those text message: “Wear sexy as hell, I have a surprise for you.” I cannot stand a second more, so I plunged my face against your cock, feeling it hard through the linen. I slowly unfastened your belt, lowering your zip. With one hand I took out your big scented cock, while the other one was caressing your leg. I placed my lips on the tip of your cock and I slowly start to suck it in my mouth
M. “Look at me. Open your eyes and look at me as you suck my cock.”
Z. Your words came as nothing more the exact thing I was wanting to do. While sucking harder and harder the ehad of the cock, I looked up at you, is search of acceptance.
M. She tilted her head back, her eyes sprung open in surprise and heat and stared into his eyes as he narrowed them. “Do what I say, now. Stick your tongue out for me.”
Z. Still mesmerized by your voice, I execute your command, and move back my head until I reach the wall. Now my tongue emerge from my open mouth, soft and flat, impatiently waiting for your cock.
M. She did, and he flipped the tip of his cock, swelling now, onto her waiting tongue, the action making little “thwack” sounds that echoed in her mouth, the vibration making her tongue bounce and bits of saliva fly off her lips. She drooled slightly, and he swiped his cock across her lips to catch it, swiping it back and forth across her lower lip, circling her open mouth.
Z. I hardly resist the need to touch it and I let you play with my mouth. Hoping you let me encircle my lips around its head again.
M. Suddenly he pulled his cock away and jammed his thumb deep into her mouth, caressing the side of her face with the rest of his hand.
Z. But you have another idea, maybe the surprise you told me. Your thumb is smaller than your cock, but anyway I pretend I’m still sucking your cock, so I continue to passionately kiss it.
M. “Here’s something you can suck to your heart’s content while you think about my cock,” he growled. “Close your eyes, now, and suck it.”
Z. I gladly follow your instructions and I continue to play with your cock placeholder, closing my eyes to help me belive I had the actual cock available.
M. She pursed he lips and sucked the digit sliding in and out of her mouth, a simulacrum of his larger, fleshy cock, pulling hard and wondering how much of the real thing she could get in, wanting to swallow it whole, taking the length and thickness into the back of her throat. Could she take the pulpy head, swollen and reddish, all the way in?
Z. This smaller cock was easy to welcome completely in my mouth, while the real one was too big for me. I know many time you asked my to try to swallow entirely, and many time I’ve tried to fulfill your requests, but with no success. Now I was experiencing the feeling that I could do it and I was overcome by a extremely intense thrill.
M. The thoughts made her suck the thumb harder, while his other hand began stroking her breast, teasing the nipples and tweaking them one after the other. She started squeezing her thighs together harder as the longing grew.
Z. I found myself caressing my body, something I never did before. And this caused me even more excitement.
M. He pulled his thumb out of her mouth and it made a “pop” sound. “Good girl – you must keep sucking as the cock slides in and out, so you give the most pleasure – you want to have your mouth flooded with creamy cum, don’t you?”
Z. “Yes, please, you know I love receive this kind of gifts.”
M. She nodded, thinking she wanted to more than anything to have his juice in her mouth, running down her lips and face, longing for the tangy taste of him.
Z. For the whole afternoon I had imagined your cock filling my mouth with warm waves of cream. And now you were asking me if I wanted it ? That was an easy answer.
M. “Take my cock in your hand and suck Maestro’s balls now – wash them clean with your tongue and treat them right.”
Z. I realized it was easy to follow your guidance, I only needed to wait for your instructions and do them. And this one was also very pleasurable. You know how much I love to lick your balls and play with them, while I slowly stroke your hard cock.
M. She did as he said, circling each testicle with the tip of her tongue and then encasing them, first one, then the other, then both, in her warm mouth. She sucked them a little, but must have been a tad too rough, for Maestro pushed her back a little and grabbed her face.
Z. Sometimes I’m so absorbed by your balls that I forget how delicate they are and you’re forced to remember me. I always feel sorry… I’m supposed to give you pleasure and not pain. So I try to be more gentle and more delicate.
M. “Be careful, you little whore. Now stick out your tongue and lick my asshole, and get your tongue in there.
Z. In other occasions, I continue to lick and suck your balls slowly going under it, until I reach your asshole. I then slap it slowly, making it wet and relaxed, so I can push my tongue inside you. I know you really enjoy this kind of attentions I reserve to you. When I feel you are asking me for more, I slide one finger inside you, touching the last part of your cock deep inside you.
M. This she liked – being Maestro’s ass whore. She crawled between his legs as he spread them and gently pushed his balls aside. She licked gently and tickled his anus with the tip of her tongue, as she knew he liked.
Z. I love when you ask me for more, it makes me feel like I’m adequate, competent, experienced, important to you.
M. “That’s a good little girl – make Maestro happy now and really get in there.” Saliva began to flow from her, and she flattened her tongue and lick his asshole like a puppy, licklicklicklick, as his cock bounced and rubbed against her head.
Z. I like to play with your whole body, without neglecting any details. It makes me feel powerful, it seem to me that I can do everything and you’ll accept it unconditionally. It makes me feel in control, since you only can ask me to do this and that, but I decide what to do and when. I love these circumstances because you feel mighty, you feel like you’re forcing me to your will, you consider me subdued, enslaved by you. I will let you belive this, begging for your cock, looking at you subjugated. But the real truth is that I’m playing with you, I’m loving you, I’m giving all I can to you, to make you feel loved and to give consistency to my passion.