Page 26 of Princess of Hell

“Silver, I wanted to be alone with you because we need to talk about what happened.”

Silver stood in front of me, naked, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I wanted to kneel in front of her and sink my face between her legs, worship her like the Goddess she was. My adoration for her manifested physically into a painful, throbbing hard-on. I watched her fingers move and touch her skin, doing the things I wanted to.

“Why are you teasing me? Tormenting me?”

“All we have is pain and torment.” Silver’s voice was like a whisper, deep and erotic. “We need to find pleasure in it. To enjoy the bittersweet taste of unfulfilled desire. To search for joy because we are so close we can get drunk off each other’s scent yet still can’t touch; that we can almost taste the other. I’ll never be able to feel your hands sliding over my body or your lips on my neck. Touching me would be your death. Touching you would burn your skin down to your bones.”

A shiver worked its way up my back. The way Silver said those things was maybe the most erotic thing that had ever happened to me.

“Jacks, what do you want?”

“I want to taste you.”

Silver turned her back to me, giving me a glimpse of her wonderful, round, sexy behind. I hungered to sink my teeth into that sexy ass. Strolling over to the sofa in the center of the room, she sat down facing me. She pulled one glove back onto her hand. I was confused. Everything about this woman was exciting and new. Even though I had my fair share of experiences--and I won’t deny that with some, it was hotter and with others less so--nothing prepared me for Silver. Her white, silky skin that looked like milk. Her open legs as she laid on the couch. Her pink, hard nipples.

I unzipped my jeans and stroked my cock as I watched her touch herself. The soft chair offered me the perfect spot to watch her from.

Silver used her gloved hand and dipped her fingers inside her pussy. Her juices coated her glove, glistening on the black patent leather-like the juice of a pearl.

“You can have a taste if you like.”

I knelt in front of her open legs. Her gloved fingers smeared the delightful juice on my lower lip. My hungry tongue slipped out and licked it off.

“Silver, you taste like beauty and joy. God, my cock is even harder now.”

“Can I touch you?” Silver asked, purring with delight

“How?” My mind could not process anything except how horny I was and how much I wanted her.

“With my gloved hand. Maybe, if you like, you could touch me with a glove, too.”

“I don’t have gloves.”

“Take one of mine. It’ll fit.” Silver offered me her left glove. It somehow stretched to fit my huge paw.

Silver’s gloved small wrapped around my cock. I could feel her soft cool fingers through the fabric and her firm grip. I almost laid on top of her but stopped myself. It was so challenging to keep my distance.

I exploded without warning, like a pup when he gets his first-hand job. My throbbing cock filled her hand with cum, so much that the excess overflowed from her palm and slid along the leather surface. Silver licked the cum off her glove.

“I wish I could feel you in my mouth.”

“Yes, that would be so incredibly so hot. Can I touch you now? I need to make you cum, Silver.”

“Yes, Jacks. Please.”

Silver opened her legs and closed her eyes, stretching on the couch like a cat. I couldn’t stop myself. I touched her lips, her neck, her full breasts. Her moaning drove me crazy, making me want to kneel before her and take those nipples in my mouth, cover them with my lips, suck them, tease them with my lips and mouth. My hand slid over her perfect belly and then to her pussy.

“Jacks, I want you to make me cum. Please.”

Hearing her talk like that made me hard again. Damn. I would have fucked her even if my cock burned off. Her pussy was pink and perfect, her inner lips swollen and open, her clit begging me to lick it. I used the pad of my thumb to press on it. Silver moaned. It made me want to touch her more. She was so soft and silky, her juices so sticky and delicious, her body so responsive.

“Jacks… oh, Jacks!”

“What if I use a condom? Can I enter you?”

“We can’t risk it now. Jacks, play with me. I’m so hot!”

I knelt between her legs and watched her as my fingers plunged in and out of her. Silver bucked her pussy against my and, the rhythm growing in speed and intensity. She cried out louder and more breathless. I could feel her heat blossoming. When she came with a slight cry, I felt a new throbbing in my hard cock.

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