Page 11 of To Free a Soul
This is the first time I’ve ever been on my knees for him.She’d never needed to bow to him and pretend he was better because he was a god. This would be much more fun anyway, and so she confidently wrapped her hand around his cock.
An inch gap separated her fingertips from her thumb, and a tentative stroke downwards against his glittering, chalky girth revealed the base was slightly thicker.
Lindiwe licked the seam of her lips, wondering what she wanted to do first.
Leaning forward, she parted her lips, and her heart pounded heavier, bashing against her ribcage while arousal pooled at her core. She drew her tongue underneath it, starting from just behind the flared head and going to the slitted tip.
Weldir tasted like nothing. He always had. His kisses were tasteless, as was his ‘skin’ from the few times she’d trailed her mouth across it. As she held his gaze while swirling her tongue around the broad tip, there was no seed. She wet him with her tongue, making the matte hue of his flesh shine, and her skin flushed with heat as she took in the path her tongue had drawn.
Yet the moment she placed her lips around him and slid him inside, everything else about him felt just right. He was as hard as stone in the centre, yet the outside of him was soft and giving against her tongue, her lips, and even her teeth. She had to part her jaw a little wider than was truly comfortable, but the strain reminded her she was really sucking his cock andthatfelt nice.
She even gave a little moan of satisfaction as she slipped further down him.
Weldir was quiet; he always was.
But the more of him she took in, the darker his expression got until he hit the back of her throat, her lips halfway down his shadowy cock. His eyes grew slitted, narrowing down at her, and for just a moment, his lips drew back as he gave a soft growl of approval.
She hoped her fist at the root of him, slipping back and forth in time with her mouth, felt nice, like she was working his entire length. She made sure her teeth didn’t scrape him too much with blunt hardness, and she slipped her tongue all around to give additional sensation.
She could feel her lips swelling more than usual, hot and tingling from her ministrations. Adoring it, and how her body dipped back and forth and put tension on her clit, had her going faster.
She eventually pulled back far enough to release the head, then kissed the side of his tip before gliding her lips and tongue down the side of his length. She kept her gaze on it so she could see where she was going, kissing her way back up to the tip and then swirling her tongue against it.
It didn’t swell like she’d read it would, nor did he produce any precum. She frowned when she thought it was a bad sign.
“Is this okay?” she asked, hoping she was doing well.
Both of them knew neither had done this before, and she just wanted to know if it felt good, since he was so quiet.
“It is lovely,” he said, one of his clawed fingers tucking a stray curl behind her ear. “I’m enjoying watching you down there.” He traced his finger along the length of her jaw until he reached her chin and then tilted it up roughly. “But I prefer it when you’re looking up at me.”
Her thighs tightened and her pussy walls clenched as he forced her gaze to his. Her confidence rebounded tenfold, and she locked eyes with him as she went faster. Her mouth was messier as she lathered his cock in kisses, pulling it to the left and then the right to make sure she left them on both sides. Then she drew her tongue from the very base of him to the tip in a slow line before encompassing the head with the damp warmth of her mouth once more.
She played with it there, swirling her tongue repeatedly. When she went to pull away, Weldir held the back of her head and very gently pushed down so that she’d swallow him halfway again.
I guess he wants me to just suck him.Although she’d been enjoying teasing him, she was relieved that he’d taken some of the control and initiative.
He tilted his head to the left, as if watching her more intently when she pulled back and went down as far as she could.
Lindiwe paused when something narrow, about the thickness of a thumb, dipped between the dampness of her folds and grazed her clit. When she pulled back to look down, Weldir’s hand stopped his cock from leaving her mouth, just as the thing speared her pussy deeply.
Releasing his cock from her fist, she gasped around his girth as she slapped her hand against his hip. Then she moaned, her legs spread wider, and she ground on what she thought might be one of his tendrils. Her thighs shook when it thrust inside her, and the precision of it pushing forward and rubbing against a sensitive spot had her sight blurring.
“I didn’t tell you to stop,” he rumbled above. More than usual, his voice had her belly fluttering and her insides quivering.
Renewing her sucking, she anchored herself by gripping the base as she undulated on his tendril and pumped her mouth around him. Both felt wonderful, both crept her closer to release, and she ceased mapping her path when her thoughts bled out. She just slipped her mouth and tongue up and down him mindlessly as she moaned around his girth, going harder, faster, anddeeperwhen she clenched around his tendril, trying to match its pace.
And when a second one joined the first, but curled in a way that its length could rub against her throbbing and aching clit, Lindiwe trembled.
Her eyelids slid shut as she let out a muffled cry, her orgasm soon to wash over her in a ravenous, thundering wave. She tried to keep going, to keep pleasuring him, but her hips twitched and shuddered in need, constantly breaking her rhythm. She had to pause around his cock to breathe through her nose and gave him her swirling tongue instead of true movement.
Oh god. I’m about to come.The words even sounded like a moan in her mind.
“I told you to look at me,” Weldir snarled out, as he gripped her jaw and shoved her face up once more.
She could barely open her eyes to give him an agonised wince, while her sight grew hazy and her back bowed. The blissful cry she let out around him was muffled, broken, and loud as her inner walls clamped down on both thick tendrils. She held onto the base of him for support as her body uncontrollably moved to heighten her orgasm, uncaring of the squelching sounds it made.
Wetness dripped from her, and the tickle of it only aided her. She came hard, and his thrusting tendrils ensured it continued on.
