Not Quite a White Knight Pt. 04

I honestly had not considered that.

She explained. "I really am good with my mouth, which usually includes three separate skill groupings: suction, tongue, and the sensation of fucking penetration. You have experienced two of the three with me, and showed me that you trusted me. You should know that trusting is about the sexiest thing a man can do for a girl, with or without his pants. Did you know that? Well, I was thinking, how about it I hang my head of the edge of the bed, with my mouth open, and you trust me to let you rape my throat? Nice a deep, that Lovelace lady has nothing on me. I assure you I can do it. I want you to cum that way, I want to swallow your stuff from my throat and taste you cum as you finish in my mouth. I want you to claim all three of my holes here, before I leave you, because we don't know what will come next. Plus you will fucking love it. Will you do that for me? Will you rape my throat if I ask pretty please?"

Two thoughts came to me at her suggestion. One was Alina doing the same thing with her head off the bed as she tried to prove herself worthy of her life, when Alfredo enjoyed his climax in her throat. They were both very happy women at their success at pleasing the man who pleasured them. The second though I had was that I wondered if my balls were up to the task? By that I mean, a male climax in a pussy or an ass is a pretty a sure thing, it is just mechanical. But oral sex when the male is shaky? That is more of a head thing, which is always an issue. Thinking about it brings doubt, and doubt is a self-fulfilling prophecy.

What was unusual is that I gave no more thought to her teeth, I trusted her implicitly. What did that say about my state of mind?

I can't say I was only a moment with these thoughts, they echoed for a bit in my mind and even after I agreed they lingered. But she wanted it so we moved to make her suggestion happen.

We adjusted the bed to lower the sections that supported her head, that way there were no need to move her or the bonds holding her in place, or the machine pleasuring her constantly at the other end. We had to try the fit and repeat the adjustment a few times, I was tea-bagging her pretty good but the goggles distracted me. However, once we were set the experience was amazing. Her oral skills were everything she claimed, I could fuck my cock into her throat without any problems for either of us. Her tongue was very active, working the bottom of my shaft as I was deep inside and giving my cockhead a very nice swipe when I was almost out.

Once I had the full movement without problems I started to vary things. Every five strokes I held the instroke at the deepest point for an extra count. She caught on right away and started to use her throat muscles to give me an extra contraction at the hold. She did it so effortlessly that I was confident that she could swallow when the time came, and it felt good enough that the time would come soon when my balls would be able to feed her.

I also have to say that, independent of what she was doing with my cock, she looked amazing like that, her marvelous body stretched out by the red bondage straps holding her while the kinky machine working well, like a machine, to get her off on a regular cycle. I watched her entire body move in climax a couple of minutes after I started fucking her throat. There was no need to vary my pace or my motion as she got off, she had her business well in hand at both ends.

After her second climax we both got the idea to start playing with her nipples, to add to the sensation. She started to pull and twist them pretty good, and in the effort they hardened into stiff little nubbins. My fingers mimicked hers. I wanted to get my mouth on them, maybe for a bit of tooth, but moving would of disrupted my fucking motion, and I wasn't going to do that. Still, looking at her, I imagined sharing the experience with Mark and his wife joining us; the two of us could fuck her while Marie could pleasure her nipples a lot better than we could.

Of course, Marie could also wear a strap-on. I had to wonder just what they did together. I had never seen this woman and already she made me hot.

Then, thinking back to our earlier lovemaking, I imagined us doing this while she was pregnant and showing, with a big belly where our child slept, while her tits were expanding with the milk that the child would need from them day one. Would there be some left for me? Maybe I could start before the birth. I had told her she would nurse until the child was six, like in that movie about the Emperor of China. That thought was what tripped me out, I felt my balls start to boil. She sensed what was coming. My rhythm got off pace and the point-of-no-return got closer. She adjusted and stayed with me. I knew what her cycle of excitement was so I worked, holding on and stretching out to hit the high point at the same time she did. Then she started in with her throat muscles and that threw me off, I fired my first jet of cum down her throat a little ahead for her climax. The second was also early, it wasn't until my third jet that she went over the top, cumming and swallowing at the same time.

I had held my cock in her throat for those first three shots, but then I started to pull out. While she climaxed I saw her body clench and writhe and arch. She used her lips to form a seal around the base of my cockhead, catching the ridge in her mouth seal as she sucked so very hard. I saw her cheeks cave with the suction as she pulled my cum out of my shaft like a straw.

When we were both done Gracie licked the last of my cum from my cock, then she turned off the machine. After more than 90 minutes of orgasmic sex, she was still. Her head was still hanging off the end of the bed, with her mouth open.

I had just had an amazing climax, my body was filled with feel-good chemicals, and the cause of my good feelings, Gracie, was resting there before me, looking exhausted, sweaty, sated and as beautiful as I could imagine a woman looking.

I knelt down, cradled her head in my hands, brought my lips to hers where I shared a deeply passionate kiss with this lovely erotic creature. Her mouth retained some of my cum so as we kissed her tongue cautiously offered it to me. I accepted the snowball, it has never bothered me. As I did her whole body began to shake with a silent giggle that grew to excitement and pleasure at what we were doing. Our tongues played with my taste for some time until it was finally dissipated. Prolonging the kiss, I began to free her from the shoulder straps and the bonds holding her legs. Then I adjusted the bed to a flat position and, still keeping our kiss, settled into the bed with her, so our bodies rested against each other.

Some time later our lips parted. "That was the most romantic and amazing loving I have ever imagined," were her first words.

"Thanks to a machine?"

"The bed helped too. But that was all mechanics, the loving was you... All you."

"No, you are the one who is wonderful. I have never know such loving feelings."

We rested there on the bed for about another half hour, nibbling each other with soft kisses between whispers of sweet praises. I admit it was very uncharacteristic for me, but it also felt so right I could not imagine anything that would be better.

In time other urges moved us both. We separated briefly, then met in the kitchen where rehydration was a priority. As I mixed up juice and tea she was pressed tight against me, face-to-face, holding me as my arms worked around her. We had to be touching each other. She wanted to be with me, touching, and was not hungry for food. She angled for a tour of the house but that would not happen. I did take her to the den where there was a couch but no windows. We could sit together and talk about a bunch of things. One was her mother. I asked when her mother left on this trip of hers.

"The happy six-month married couple has been gone... oh, two weeks this Thursday. They planned a two or three week trip, they were not sure which. Depends on when she gets bored with either black cocks or humiliating her worthless step-toy."

"Before that they were home with you?"

"Yes and no. Munszy has been away every week for the last six months. Places like the Caymans, New York, Vegas, Omaha... I don't know why, she never tells me anything. Always with weekends back home, because she has to put in an appearance at church on Sunday. She goes to this place, I swear it is more a fashion show and social club than a church. I mean, people bring their poodles and are dressed to the height of fashion. Plus, after the service they stand around and cut up the other people who are not wearing the very latest fashions. Or, the ultimate sin, a scandal in the church, wearing what they have worn before."

"You don't go the church?"

"When she does not have a man on her arm she makes it a command about every other week. She has since I was 14 and dressed up so cute. She always dresses me just so. Don't you know, a beautiful daughter is the ultimate fashion accessory, it even beats a poodle until it speaks the wrong thing. It seems I have a gift for that. I swear, she would buy me a muzzle if they sold them in the right stores. But they don't, so she takes me less often these days. Of course the step-creature is perfectly trained, it is a requirement."

"Well, I have always found what you said was worth listening to. It was one of my first thoughts on Friday night. You continue to impress, and I am not just talking about the sex." She was positively beaming at my comments. "Of course, the sex stuff is pretty amazing... but that you know."

Well, those comments got me sentenced to a solid 5 minutes of hot kisses and very emphatic affections.

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Chapter 27. She Makes Him Quiver

"You know, we really need a shower," we both said at about the same moment.

"A shared, naughty shower?" she asked hopefully.

"Well, I have heard there is a water crisis, so we need to save water. Exactly what do you have in mind for these very tired balls?"

"Oh, I was thinking of giving them a break while we... well, maybe take taboo turns?... Tongues licking each other in a very naughty place? I figure I lose the option soon..."

"You mean with the goggles coming off?"

"Yes. You are going to want leave me before that happens so I don't see anything I shouldn't see. I understand. Really. So I figure a solid butt licking is a good choice for what may be a last choice. Okay?"

"That sounds very nice. I might even stick it in as long as you don't expect the usual finish," I said.

"Yeah, about that... I wondered if maybe... well, I have been pegged a lot by the girls, and sometimes they let me swap places... so I was wondering... Are you willing? To bend over for me?"

My first response was a little sharp. "Gee, not long ago you had a serious and reasonable fear of a really short life span. Now you want to fuck MY ass? I am a bad person, you know that, right? Kind of a big swing in attitude there, don't you think?"

I could see in her face, the entitled little girl wanted to lash out. But she had learned, she listened to what I said and realized what she was asking a macho guy. "Yeah, you are right. That really is a request that goes too far. I'm sorry I asked. Forget it. Please, have your way with me and I will be happy, I know it."

I sat her down, we needed a talk. "Look, I know you are used to girls who are very friendly. But I guess I need to know what you get out of it. Doing a girl that way is not a big stretch. But doing any guy... that is big. I am hispanic, and our culture? That is a much bigger stretch. I need to understand."

"Well, okay, since you asked, I really, really like your butt. I mean, it has to be the best ever, a greek statue. So that is why I like to... to eat it. Fuck, I NEVER had such urges. Never, not even with Mark or his wife. But my tongue only goes so far, I want to hold you from behind as I make you feel incredibly good. I want to make you cum in my arms. Yes, it is messed up, but that is me, messed up entitled white girl."

"Have you ever done a guy before?"

"No. But one time I saw Marie with Mark. She did him that way and he got off with every muscle shaking... I could not believe how strong it was. How loving. Her toy was not big or fierce or long, but... WOW! I have since learned about the male G-spot. It seems like it would be so good. I wanted that, what I saw with them doing it as lovers. Because it was loving. I know because I had his cock in my mouth at the big moment, and I swear he never noticed me there."

I can't say the idea was my greatest thrill. But I guess I was willing to try. She was waiting for an answer so I gave her one. "Okay, let's go downstairs and get you a rig that fits. But I pick the business end, got it?"

After exclamations of appreciation I got another case of prolonged hot kisses and affections from a very happy Gracie. She was a supercharged ball of loving happiness and giggles. I admit that seeing her so happy counted for far more than anything else she was doing. That included trying to lick my tonsils and getting her boobs all rubbing around in my crotch just because she thought I might like it when she wiggled down there.

News flash: I did!

Then we were off to find a harness and a dildo that would work for both of us. I started with skinny toys - have them in drawers sorted by size - and we stayed in the skinny drawer. I have my limitations. The toy was actually the first choice. I picked one that is L-shaped, like a feel-doe, so it would fit inside her pussy while she was doing me. She was delighted I had one, she claimed that such toys gave more control. It was not exactly short, but "my" end was thin and flexible while her end fit her pussy snug enough to use without a harness. Next, we picked a simple harness to hold the whole business in position.

She wanted us to play in her bed, so the sheets would get sweated up with me to comfort her after I left. She knew that this would be her last night in my bed. I was okay with that, her shower was better suited for the prep-and-play part of the festivities.

The shower started off with a lot of hot, passionate deep kissing, she was really going to miss that after the goggles came off. I was too, and I actually said that to her. We were not in a hurry, so I let things drag out. Eventually we started washing each other, first in the conventional ways, then we got more focused. We started by kissing again, each with one arm around the other, pulling us close together. Then we took turns, one of us using the other hand in back, digging in between the other's cheeks and rinsing things out while the other person used their spare hand to hold things open. Entering the tight spot with a gentle, probing fingertip. It was incredibly erotic and taboo to have our tongues dancing in our mouths while we felt fingers probing in places most loving couples would never ever touch.

We each took a couple of turns, then we moved over to the grab bars. One held the grab bars, the other got on their knees, behind, and worked with fingers to stretch things open a bit more. Last time we did this it was good, but we both held back on depth. Our fingers did not go too deep, so the tongues did not go too deep. This time we took it to the limit cleaning each other out and stretching tight holes into a more open attitude. We had a feeling of being so bad because of the taboo thing we were doing, and what it meant was coming next.

When we were clean, tongues replaced fingers. But being bent over in the shower was not what either one of us wanted. So we went to her bed. When we got there, kissing came first. Passionate deep kisses, needy kisses, because this would be our last time, maybe forever. I was hard and she was wet so we did the usual thing, in the missionary position so we could connect for a bit. She was moved, slowly, to a nice climax as I fucked her. But then she said she had to have the other, and she was going to eat my ass first, and "stick it in" me last. I didn't argue, I got on the bed face down, with my legs open, and let her dig in.

Last time she rimmed me it was very good, based on pure enthusiasm and the whole taboo feeling of what we were doing. This time it was a lot better. There was an aspect to it that was childish play. She was fearless as she attacked my tight hole with her nasty questing tongue. Moving her tongue side-to-side she stretched it open and went deep. It felt stronger, that was not true of course, but she was more determined plus she had a better idea of effect as she licked and stimulated the millions of tightly packed nerves in the area. My cock got hard as could be. There was no fear of getting off, because I had no ammunition, but the whole region was turned on more than I had ever been just because there was no obvious end in sight.

She kept trying to work her tongue deeper and deeper, she was a little frantic about it. I did not complain, the unique pleasure was incredible.

Eventually muscle fatigue ended what she was doing. She signaled me to turn over onto my back, then she stretched out on top of me and rested. She asked, did I still want to kiss her? "You don't have to, I went kind of far..." Of course I wanted her mouth and tongue and lips. That got the tear ducts going again, she had really wanted this and I gave her the freedom, the permission; she never would have been brave enough to ask anybody else about this. It could only happen with love and trust and two people who shared the same taboo kink. I held her as we kissed and she cried tears of happiness. Her kiss held no unpleasant tastes, she had done a good job in the shower.

After about five minutes of that we both felt the goggles move. My guy had stressed that the glue might let go four hours early or late. Well, they were three hours early; it was disappointing but not really unexpected. I must say, the encapsulation of the solvent was really uniform, in just a few minutes all the super glue was released.

Now, the good thing was the the goggles did not fall off, there was a tight strap holding them in place; free divers and swimmers do not use the super-glue. We just had to avoid any type of motion that slid the goggles off her eyes. I said we could do that. Also, I said that I had a bag right there. Immediately she said, "Put it on me, I can't see you. I know why, because what you did when you saved me. l love you and I have to live so we can find each other again." So I carefully bagged her. I pointed out that the goggles really had been as useful as they could be. It was her turn to give me her butt, I was eager to "feast and then fuck her there."

She crossed he hands over her ass and pleaded, in "Little Nell" fashion (not the Rocky Horror Nell, the Rocky and Bullwinkle cartoon Nell) that I please not do that "horrible thing." (Nell is always subject to horrible things. She is Canadian.) It was a cute bit because, surprisingly, it was a humorous reference from before our time that we both got. We both laughed, which delayed the inevitable for a bit. Finally she assumed the position on the bed, with a pair of pillows under her presenting her butt for me to pleasure.

I pleasured her like a fiend.

Both of us liked it as I dug the twisting tip of my tongue into her ready, but still tight butt. "Fuck me you are strong. Rape me... Rape my ass with that nasty ass-raping tongue. Fuck that feels good. I am yours, any time, any way. Oh YEEESSSSS! You do me so well. Fuck yes, that is so good... it feels like you are crawling up inside... it feels so good... if you bring me back I will do this for your other women as you fuck them. I will... I will sleep at the foot of your bed. You can chain me there. Just please, please bring me back to you. Please!"

Well, she was not going to get off this way, but we were both having a good time.