7 comments/ 7368 views/ 6 favorites Ava and Marcus Ch. 01 By: moresubthanslave Marcus had been dating Ava for almost a year now, they would be celebrating their anniversary in less than a month. The relationship was amazing, she was his better half, his soul mate, all the overly romantic gooey things he had ever heard about love. The only issue he had was that their sex life was a wee bit boring. At first it was great, she was sexy as hell and she didn't have a lot of the body issues some women expressed. She didn't look like a model, she had a few flaws but Marcus never noticed them, he was too infatuated by her absolute love of sex. She was like a cat in bed, always purring or hissing, twisting and ready to jump on him with a moment's notice. Her enthusiasm certainly was not the issue, rather it was her lack of interest in certain kinks that Marcus reveled in. At first Marcus had been accepting of her lack of interest in control games, pain, and bondage. He knew that his interests were not considered normal and she was so sexy and so great that he knew it wasn't important. He'd simply watch a few porn videos, jack off, and go back to loving that sexy creature that was Ava. He could have been happy with the relationship exactly the way it was, except for that damn website. One day his computer had crashed while sending out an important e-mail for work. Grumbling he unplugged the wires and realized that it had burned out, he would have to take it to the shop in order to get it repaired. The e-mail was important enough that he booted up Ava's computer intending to log into the e-mail, send it, and log off. What he found had surprised him. The computer was open to a website and Ava was logged in as AV. Marcus intended to close the site, it was not his way to spy or read over another person's shoulder. So closing the site was almost too easy, but right before he could hit the little red X, he realized the site was one full of sex. Stories, forums, pictures, videos, voice chats, and so much more. His jaw almost hit the floor. He knew that Ava loved sex, it shouldn't have been a surprise to him that she spent time online looking or reading about it, but it still threw him off. He found his cock stirring at the idea of his sexy little kitten sitting here, reading these stories. He looked at the one that was open, it was a free site and the story was posted where anyone could read it, so it wasn't unethical to read it, right? He had managed to convince himself of that when he began reading the story. To his surprise it wasn't just a hot story, it was amazing. It was written from the position of a woman who was submitting to a man, she was getting a spanking for some infraction and the author was doing an amazing job of describing the pain and pleasure that assaulted the girl. He saw the message center at the top of her page, new messages. Despite his curiosity he could not bring himself to read her messages and after taking note of the webpage URL, he shut the computer down and headed to work. It was only when he was almost there that he realized he had never answered the e-mail. Marcus had tried to put the website out of his mind, but the moment his computer came back from the shop he found the site from his computer. He created an account and began to browse the site, he even found AV in the member's list. He saw that she had not authored any stories but did seem active in the forums. He read the forums she had participated in, his cock getting harder and harder with each word. She had expressed the joy of fucking in various forms throughout the site. He was happy to see that while she spoke openly about sex, there did not appear to be any photos, videos, or identifying features present. She was horny, but she was smart. He loved that about her. Then he found it. Hidden on a thread about nonconsensual, reluctant sex she had posted. She had expressed a secret desire to learn more about the games that people played in a controlling relationship. She had worried that if she tried to play these games that she would never be able to live her life, but that in bed she would love to give it a try. She even admitted to fantasying about rape where all control would be stripped from her, much like her clothing, and she would be forced to submit. She yearned to play, but also to be played with. That was when Marcus began to create a plan. He would show her some of the games he played, they would explore her tolerances and kinks together. Marcus felt it was important to draw it out, to test and play with only one thing at a time in order to give her the exciting high for as long as possible. He also knew that her strong spirit and mental state would interfere with her body's desires. She might be willing to admit to wanting no control online in a safe world, but in real life, his kitten was fierce. She was independent and had fought hard to get that way. She might regret the games if pushed too hard too fast. So he planned and considered and planned some more. Tonight he would set up stage one, and if all went well he would leave Ava's head spinning and her body satisfied. When Ava got home that night Marcus was ready for her. He had taken a long shower and jerked off three times. In order to control Ava he would have to remain in control himself, this preemptive strike was intended to help him keep calm in a situation that would heat up quickly. He surprised Ava at the door, grabbing her as soon as she opened it. He heard her breath catch and swept her close to him, kissing her deeply and hard. He felt her body tense up from the shock of being grabbed, and then melt into his. She returned the kiss without hesitation, grinding her body against his. God he loved this woman, his sexy Ava. He pushed the door shut and broke the kiss, smiling down at her. She smiled back, slightly breathless. "Well hello to you too!" She giggled, still pressed against him. "Hello pisoi" he answered using the nickname he had given her. He didn't let her go, instead he grabbed her hand and led her into the bedroom. She had laughed at his direct route and gently tried to pull back. "Stop hun, I have to make supper first. I'll take care of you as soon as I'm done." She told him. Ava looked slightly surprised when he didn't let her go, instead he brought her into the bedroom and over to the mirrored bureau. She tried to pull her arm out gently, and while he did not pull or yank he did not let go. The firm, yet gentle pressure on her arm made her raise an eyebrow and look up at him. Marcus pulled her into his arms and began to kiss her again, he swirled his tongue around her mouth, exploring and pressing. She resisted for a moment, but she loved his kisses and was soon returning them fully. He ran his hands along her body from the shoulders to her thighs. She began to moan and press up tightly against him. He ran his hands under her shirt and played with the soft skin of her stomach, tickling her ribs. She tried to pull away but he wouldn't break the kiss, his hands holding her to him firmly. He reached up and began to circle her breasts, moving closer with each long stroke. She began to arch her back, trying to force him to touch her tit but he resisted. He broke the kiss long enough to pull her sweater over her head, exposing her wonderful tits encased in a black lace bra. He quickly unhooked her bra and helped her to slide it down her arms. She felt his rush and tried to move toward the bed, but he swept her close and began to kiss her neck and shoulders. His hands moved along her exposed upper half, but despite several close calls he did not touch her tits. She was beginning to go crazy in his hands, every time he would move close to her breasts she would all but throw herself in that direction, arching her back in an attempt to get him to pet her, touch her. Marcus wasn't surprised to find that his cock was growing hard despite his attempt to control it in the shower. Ava felt his cock through his pants and pressed herself more tightly against him. He groaned against her skin before leaning forward and biting her nipple. It was not the hardest he had even bitten her nipple, but with no touching she had not been ready for him. She cried out and thrust her back, arching like the kitten he knew she was, and pressed her tit firmly into his mouth. He continued to torture her tit, sucking and nipping and biting her sensitive nipples while his hands moved downward to lower her pants. Ava was moaning and moving so much in his arms he wasn't sure she noticed as he pulled down her pants, leaving her there in a pair of black panties. He rubbed his open palm on her pussy, he could feel that she was wet even through the panties. This was working out perfectly, except the part where he would control himself. He was finding it very hard to focus as his cock danced in his pants, demanding attention. He pressed his palm tightly against her pussy and felt her arch against him, she was close to orgasm, to keep her from cumming too soon he bit her nipple a little harder. Surprised she cried out, her eyes opening wide as she looked down at him in shock. To his amusement and joy she seemed even closer to cumming as the slight pain washed over her. Sliding her panties down he suddenly stood up and spun her around harshly. He pressed down on the center of her back and she bent over in response. She was bent onto the bureau with her ass exposed to him. Her wet slit was peeking out between her thighs and her breathing was hard. Looking in the mirror he saw that her face was flushed and she looked excited, and confused. He was just beginning. Ava and Marcus Ch. 02 Thanks for the feedback guys, I'm sorry the chapters aren't longer, but that's just the way I write. I like to write short sections, I could save them until I have a longer part... but I would much rather post them often and short than wait and chance losing the muse. ***** Marcus slipped his finger along her wet slit and Ava groaned, arching back to reach him. After nearly a year he knew exactly which touches would drive her wild and he was pulling out all the stop. He slid his finger up and down, just barely brushing against where he clit lay. Ava spread her legs, trying to invite him. Perhaps she thought he was at a bad angle and was trying to open herself up to him, but he didn't take the invitation. Rather he continued his slow seduction of her body. His own cock was going crazy in his pants, the smell of her arousal, the feeling of her wet pussy lips, the sight of her thighs glistening as her pussy thrust back at him. It was all too arousing, this woman was the sexiest creature he had ever dealt with. He was determined not to screw this up. So he ignored the distraction in his pants and slowly pressed toward her hole. Ava tried to jerk back toward him, to impale herself on his finger, but he wouldn't let her. He pressed just hard enough that when she pushed back he pulled away. "Please" she groaned. Marcus smiled, Ana would often whisper please in bed, but she never followed it up with anything. His beautiful kitten was not one for dirty talk. He was interested to see what her mind would come up with if pressed to put her needs into words. "Please what?" He asked, his voice low and husky in her ear. She froze, for a moment she looked into the mirror and locked eyes with him. She had an odd look on her face, like she was suddenly realizing that something really was different. Before she could put too much thought into it he pressed a little harder and his finger bumped against her clit. Ava growled softly and tensed, ready for him to touch her again, but he did not. "Please what?" He repeated. Ava moaned and tried to press back against him, but he didn't giver her an inch. He held her still and ran his finger along her snatch, pressing closer and closer to her clit but not giving her the pressure she needed. "Please Marcus," she was whispering now, her body tense as a bow, he could feel the tension radiating off her frame. "Please, I need." She hesitated, tried to thrust against him but he would not budge. "Please, put your finger. Press your finger there." He had to strain to hear her words, they were whispered so low as to be barely audible "As you wish pisoi," he answered and pressed the flat of his hand hard against her pussy, pressing his finger onto her clit. The pressure was too much for her to handle and she exploded into orgasm. Her moan started low in her throat and escaped as a low growl that turned into a scream. Her body tensed and she reared back, pressing every inch of her body against his before trembling hard and falling forward. Marcus wrapped his arm around her waist, supporting her even while his finger continued to force her orgasm to continue. He had never imagined how hard it would be for her to say what she wanted, but her orgasm seemed to imply that she had enjoyed it. Once she began to relax and was standing on her own, Marcus gently pressed down on Ava's back again, making her bend back over the furniture. Ava began to wiggle but he gave in as he slipped one finger deep into her pussy. God she was wet, her snatch tried to suck his finger in and he could feel her pulsing and trembling. She felt so good and Marcus bit back a groan as his cock throbbed in response. He slid his finger in slowly, then pulled out just as slowly. He knew how to tease her and he used his finger to press against her insides. Ava began pressing back against his hand, trying to ride his finger. He pressed down on her back again and flicked his finger deep inside her, pressing against her spot. "We're going to play a game." Marcus told her, his voice hoarse and low and sexy as hell. Ava trembled and did not move. "I want you to put both hands on the bureau in front of you. If you leave your hands there I'll reward you, like this." As he spoke her moved his finger against her, slowly fucking her and pressing into her. "If you move your hands, I'll stop." He froze to let her understand the loss and grinned when she groaned and attempted to press back against him again. "Well Pisoi, I'm waiting." Hesitantly Ava moved one hand onto the bureau and then the other. The moment both hands were in front of her Marcus began his slow fucking of her pussy again. His strokes began to pick up speed and Ava's body reacted, her breathing was husky and her skin began to flush. She was beautiful when she was cumming, but he wasn't ready to let her cum again, not just yet. Carefully, with great control, Marcus brought his hand down on Ava's ass. The sound of the slap was startling in the room and Ava jumped straight up. The second her hands left the bureau Marcus froze, his finger coming to a rest. "What the hell!" Ava cried out, trying to turn to him. "Did it hurt?" Marcus asked, he knew that slap was loud but not very hard. She opened her mouth to answer him, anger clearly written on her face, but froze. "It. No, not really." She answered finally. "Then I'll need your hands back where they belong please Pisoi." He told her. She glared at him in the mirror for a long moment, he could feel her will fighting with his. After a while he began to wonder if he could win, or if her mental will would keep her from being able to play the game. At the last moment she broke, she slowly placed both hands back onto the furniture and laid her head down on top of them. This left her head lowered and her ass lifted, an offering or perhaps a sacrifice. Marcus slid a second finger and began to move both, quicker and more powerfully than he had before. As he finger fucked her pussy he slowly, methodically rained slaps down on her ass. He was careful not to slap too hard, nor to hit the same spot, but instead worked her whole ass over. Each slap he would fuck her deep with his fingers, bringing her closer and closer to cumming, then slow down until she came down. After the fifth slap she stopped freezing when his hand marked her ass. After the tenth she began to react, her pussy tensing with each blow. Somewhere between fifteen and twenty her pussy began to pulse with the slaps, bearing down on his fingers. "Are you ready to cum Pisoi?" He asked her and she nodded. "I'm sorry, what did you say?" She turned her head to glare at him, but he felt her pussy, it was tight against his finger. She did like it, her body was betraying her, so he pushed. "I guess that means you're not quite ready yet then." And he slowed his thrusts until she was frantically moving against him. Her ass wiggled delightfully, his red hand prints making it glow soft and warm. He wanted to slap her ass until it was red and she was wiggling for a different reason, but he controlled the urge. If he pushed her too hard, too fast, he could chase her away from the game all together. "Please Marcus," Ava groaned as he pressed against her back, not letting her move. "Please, I don't want to say it, you know what I want." Despite her words her pussy said she was lying. It was tense, excited, and he could feel the waves of excitement that washed over her at the idea of being made to say what she wanted, what she needed. He didn't answer her, simply continued to slowly enjoy her pussy with his fingers. "Please Marcus!" She sounded desperate now, but after another minute she began to speak quickly, her words running together in her haste to speak them. "Please Marcus, please Marcus, make me. Please, let me. Give me it." After a few false starts she suddenly all but screamed "Make me cum!" He grinned but didn't dare move, her cunt was throbbing so badly he was afraid any movement would make her cum. "I would be happy to make your pussy cum, to make you scream in pleasure!" Marcus answered her cheerfully. He made note when her pussy contracted as he spoke slightly dirty to her. "But to be fair to the game, there's something you have to agree to." "What?" Ava sounded desperate and Marcus was thrilled. "I need you to watch yourself in the mirror. I want you to keep your eyes open and watch as you cum. I want you to see how beautiful your face is as you fall into ecstasy." Marcus told her. Ava stubbornly kept her head down, she hated mirrors. He was frankly surprised she had not noticed and freaked out about being in front of the mirror earlier. Marcus had very much enjoyed watching her face in the mirror and now he wanted her to enjoy the same show. As she lay her head down, refusing to look, refusing to answer him, Marcus slid his fingers out of her pussy. Ava suddenly tried to jump up. "Wait, what are you doing?" She asked him. "I have to stop if you're not going to play along darling. I don't want to stop, but if I keep moving you're going to cum even though you're not following the rules. It really is a shame." And he sighed. It took all his self-control not to grab her by the hair and force her to look into the mirror. They would get there eventually, but for now he had to let her choose. He waited to see her choice. Ava and Marcus Ch. 03 Ava was trembling unsteadily, swaying slightly. She had a deep red flush that started right above her breasts and spread up her neck and into her face; Marcus couldn't believe how beautiful she was. Every inch of her was perfection and he was determined that she see that beauty as well. He was never sure why she hated mirrors so much, unlike many women Ava did not express body concerns. He bent down to whisper in her ear, his finger moving teasingly over her clit. Her cunt was so wet, her body tense and tight, he needed to tread carefully lest she cum from his touches. "Pisoi, look at the mirror, see what I see." He pressed down on her engorged clit, making her stiffen. "You are so beautiful, your face is glowing in pleasure, you make my cock hard just watching you." With each word he could feel her melting against him, pressing her ass against his pelvis. Marcus knew she could feel his cock, hard and straining, against her backside. He wanted very badly to fuck her, to take his cock out and press between her thighs. He knew Ava's pussy would accept him readily, she was so wet that he would just slide right in. The sight of her soft skin drove him wild, seeing her ass reddened with his handprints just made him that much more determined. He wanted her to play the game, he wanted to lead her down the twisted, kinky path that he loved so much. If, however, she didn't enjoy it as much as he did there was no reason for them to walk it together. So he didn't release his cock, didn't slide into that soft flesh, didn't claim her pussy. Instead, he continued his mental assault. "Don't you want to play with me, aren't you having fun? If you're not having fun I'll stop right now, no games, no teasing. I'll lay you down in that bed and fuck you until you cum all over my cock. But, if you want to play I promise it will be fun." He rubbed her pussy, his hand getting wet. She was leaking, and now she was thrusting her ass back at him. Marcus was sure she would end the game now; Ava would choose not to play. That's why he was completely surprised when she suddenly looked up and locked eyes with him in the mirror. She stared at him for a long moment before deliberately rearranging her hands flat on the furniture's surface. Grinning Marcus slipped two fingers back into her pussy, she grabbed at him right away. Her face was flushed but her eyes were determined, her breathing heavy. Her body trembled so hard she almost seemed to be vibrating, she was very close to cumming. "Watch yourself Pisoi, see how sexy you are when you cum." He whispered to her as he finger fucked her. His thrusts, which started slowly, picked up speed as she moved her eyes off him and onto her own face. He watched her face too, her eyes wide and her mouth partly open. Her tongue peeked out to wet her lips. Each time he slid deep into her pussy, his fingers brushing and pressing against her inner walls, her eyes would droop slightly and then snap open again. She was so close, she was fighting the urge to close her eyes and simply feel. He thrust harder, catching her by surprise, and watched her eyes and mouth open in wide. She whimpered and mewled at him as she desperately thrust back to meet his fingers. "You are everything, you are my everything." Marcus murmured to her and he saw the exact moment when she was ready to cum. With one last thrust deep into her pussy he wiggled his fingers, pressing them against her and she shattered. Her eyes closed then snapped open, she watched herself as her mouth opened , and she moaned. Her moan grew louder, became a scream as her whole body tensed up. Suddenly the tightness in her body exploded and she fell forward. He pressed her hard against the drawers so she would not fall. Her pussy clenched his fingers tightly and suddenly his hand was wet down the wrist, she was cumming all over his fingers. Finally, as the last tremble took her, she dropped her eyes from the mirror. Marcus continued slowly fingering her, gently now. His other hand stroked her back, long, calming strokes that hard her practically purring. He was amused and joyed to see that she kept her hands firmly down. After several minutes of silent petting she halfway rose, lifting her head to look at him in the mirror. "What did you think Pisoi, was it bad?" He asked her, "or did you like watching your face as you came?" He expected her to get annoyed, and he wasn't wrong. She glared at him in the mirror and let a small growl out. What he wasn't expecting was the way her pussy tightened around his fingers. He had assigned the task as an easy way to test her willingness to obey, but her reaction showed that perhaps she had been aroused by it. He thought for a moment and then grinned, perhaps his beautiful Ava had a bit of an exhibitionist streak in her. That was something he had not considered and he found the idea very arousing. He would have to keep that in mind for later, but for now he wanted to see just how horny watching herself had made her. Perhaps her body was only still throbbing from the orgasm brought on by his touch. There was, of course, an easy way to check. "Ava," Marcus whispered "Did you like seeing how sexy you were in that mirror? Did you enjoy the dirty show you put on, the way you screamed as you came?" Her pussy tightened again, trying to milk his fingers. "Did you get off on it?" Ava dropped her head, was she embarrassed? Either way she was getting riled up again. Her body was tensing as she very slightly began to sway on his hand, grinding lightly. Marcus pulled on her hips, making her lift them up again. He slid his fingers out of her pussy then back in, long deep strokes that reached down inside of her. He watched his fingers disappear in her pussy, his cock complaining that it was not taking over. If he didn't get to fuck her soon it was going to become painfully hard to control himself. He had pushed her just a little, there was so much more he wanted to try, but he knew that he had to stick to his plan. If he pushed her too hard then she would back away. Still though, Marcus thought with a smile, she had done really well. He would have to reward her. "Pisoi," he said and she mewled in response. Marcus wasn't sure if every woman could cum so hard and often as Ava, but he loved how insatiable she was. She was already moving her hips again, her body begging to be used. "You played the game very well, I'm proud of you." Marcus said. "I would like to reward you now. So, tell me, what would you like as a reward?" "A reward?" Ava questioned. "Yes, I think you deserve one." Marcus replied. "I want." She gulped, took a deep breath, and tried again. "I want you to. I want you to lay me down in that bed." Her voice was hoarse, she sounded like she was struggling to get the words out. Marcus was suddenly distracted by the idea of teaching her to talk dirty. He wanted her to be unashamed of her desires, of her needs. There was plenty of time for that later, however, right now he needed to focus. "You want me to lay you down in the bed?" Suddenly Marcus reached down and swept Ava up. She squealed in surprise. Ava was very tall and unused to being manhandled, she clung to his neck and then cried out as he lowered her onto the bed. She giggled breathlessly as he dropped to his knees next to the bed. Marcus caught her eye, "Now what Pisoi?" "I want you." Ava blushed hard and lowered her head, "I want you to use your mouth on me." Marcus blinked, glad she wasn't looking at his face. He had truly believed she wanted to be fucked and his cock was ready. The idea of eating her pussy, though very pleasant, had been a complete surprise. He suddenly smiled. His little Pisoi wanted her pussy eaten as a reward? That was something he could give her. His cock ached angrily at the idea that it would not be buried in her mound but his mouth watered. "You want me to eat that pussy?" He asked her and she nodded up to him. Marcus had never seen her face so red before. "You want me to lick that pussy clean? To run my tongue all over it until you cum and then lick your juices up?" He continued speaking dirty, enjoying the way she blushed. "Yes please, eat my pussy please." Ava answered finally. "With pleasure Pisoi." Ava and Marcus Ch. 04 As Marcus crawled onto the bed his cock slipped out of his boxers and began to rub against his jeans, against the zipper. He cringed as the head scraped painfully and reached down to rearrange things. He desperately wanted to take his pants down and fuck Ava, her glistening pussy was begging for it, but he was determined to remain in control. How could he possibly think of controlling Ava if he couldn't control himself? He couldn't take the chance of losing control, so the pants stayed on, the pain helping him to focus as he settled in between Ava's thighs. Ava was trembling; her thighs quivered and shook from the orgasms she had already enjoyed. Her pussy was so wet that it ran down her thighs and left a spot on the bed. He breathed in deeply, enjoying the scent of her arousal. He leaned down and casually blew on her clit, grinning as she jumped and tensed. Ava had her eyes tightly closed, her face screwed up in concentration. She seemed to be inches away from levitating on the bed with anticipation. Marcus considered blindfolding her, but he did not want to push her anymore tonight, and besides, her eyes were closed tightly anyway. He ran one hand up her thigh, stopping right before the junction between her legs, then ran his fingers back down to her knee. Ava moaned, her thighs falling open for him and her hips lifting slightly. Marcus ran his hand along the softness of her thighs, teasingly bringing his fingers up and down her legs, getting closer and closer to her pussy. Each time he ran up her leg she would moan and spread open farther for him, and each time he moved away she would whimper softly and raise her hips in a silent plea. Once more, his hand crept up her thigh, this time he brushed against her mound, one finger touching her wet slit, before trailing back down. Ava groaned and Marcus could clearly hear annoyance and frustration. He slowly blew down on her wet clit again and her groan faded away as she lifted her hips to him again. Smiling, Marcus bowed his head and slid his tongue along her slit, her taste filled his mouth as he pressed down harder into her pussy. Ava lifted her hips again, holding them up, and began to grind against his mouth. Happy to oblige, Marcus pressed down into her pussy, finding that tight little bud with his tongue and licking it and sucking it. Her pussy juice ran down his face as he lapped at her, sliding his tongue into her hole, causing her to cry out. He pressed down harder, then pulled away to tease her wet slit, to tongue her clit. After a few minutes, Ava could not stay still, she whimpered, moaned, mewled, and groaned as his tongue continued to tease her. Each lap of his mouth against her brought her closer, but he carefully avoided sucking on her clit. Marcus knew the moment he took that little nub into his mouth, she would explode, but he wanted to push her just a little bit more first. So he continued to fuck her hole with his tongue, to change the pattern and pressure when it seemed she was close to coming, and to pull away slightly when she ground her pussy into his face. Marcus was loving it, his Ava, his wildcat, was all but going crazy on the bed in front of him. Had she been in any other state of mind she would have been shocked to see herself so enthusiastically riding his face. His mouth, chin, lips, and nose shone from her pussy juice but he continued to move his mouth against her. He was eating her, eating her pussy, and it was driving him crazy. He reached down and pressed her thighs farther apart, his hands gripping her tightly. He spread her open and lapped at her. His tongue moved along her lips, deep into her hole, then down toward her ass. Each stroke of his tongue, hot against her pussy, made her reach so much closer until finally she snapped. "Fuck! Marcus! Fucking eat my pussy, stop playing around and eat it!" Ava screamed and Marcus, his cock jumping in excitement, sucked her little nub into his mouth hard. There was no holding back or pulling away, with a scream Ava pressed down hard with her hips, her legs wrapping around Marcus and pulling him against her pussy. Ava came hard, flooding Marcus's mouth with her pussy cream. It seemed like she came forever, each moment stretched out until she began to relax, then Marcus would hum, flex his tongue, or suck a little more, and Ava would cry out and rise up once again. Ava collapsed down on the bed and any attempts Marcus made to stimulate her resulted in Ava slapping downward at his head. He laughed as she sleepily swatted at him, drawing her legs away and curling onto her side. His smile faded as within moments she was asleep. That was a new one, he had never given her so many orgasms that she felt the need to pass out. He watched her sleep for a few moments, his head tilted in a bemused expression. Finally, he shrugged, pulled his clothing off, and crawled into the bed with her. The game, Marcus decided, had gone well. His cock ached with an unexpressed need but Ava was so satisfied that she was snoring. He had to laugh a little at the thought as he wrapped his hands around her form and pulled her closer to him. She sighed and stretched against him, then settled down and was out. Marcus stroked her arms and back, enjoying the feel of her skin, the sound of her breathing, and the sight of her well-loved body. His Pisoi had certainly played along well. As far as kinks go, the game was so subtle as to be nearly vanilla. He certainly wanted to go much farther, but for a start it was a great one. With that happy thought in mind, Marcus found himself falling asleep as well. A couple hours passed as Ava and Marcus slept in each other's arms. When Marcus woke up it, it was slowly and with great pleasure. His cock, which had ached painfully as he fell asleep, was being treated to a wonderful massage. He could feel soft lips caressing the underside, gentle hands cupping his balls. He sighed and stretched, warm breath on his dick making him throb. Slowly he felt a mouth sink down on his dick. It was hot, and wet, and felt like heaven. Ava's mouth closed on his cock as she went down. Her lips brushing against his balls as she slowly slid all him down her throat. Then she pulled away just as slowly. Marcus laid there with his eyes shut as Ava continued to move slowly on his cock. Her mouth worked his shaft over; her tongue darted out and about, tasting him from all directions. She used one hand to gentle play with his balls while the other hand grasped his thigh tightly. Ava, seeing that Marcus was awake, began to move more forcibly. Her head bobbed down as she sucked him so far into her throat that he could feel his cock cutting off her breathing. She would take him down, gag slightly, and then lift up with a giggle. Something about gagging on his cock made her giggle; he was never sure what it was. Marcus did know that he did not mind, her breath felt wonderful and she would drool as she pulled back. Ava reached down and grasped his cock with her free hand, sliding her mouth more quickly now. He wanted to tell her to put her hands behind her back, not to protect her mouth from the power of his dick, but he was not ready to push her anymore today. Besides, he thought, he was not going to do anything to interrupt his angel right now. Ava sucked hard, her lips pressing tightly against his shaft, her fingers trailing everywhere on his balls, thighs, and cock. She twisted her head slightly, and then slid down. Each thrust of her mouth against his cock bringing him closer and closer. He wanted to hold out, wanted to enjoy her mouth. However, he had waited so long and wanted her so badly that there was no stopping it. With a grunt that broke into a deep groan, Marcus came. His hot jizz filled her mouth, it came so quickly, and so much that she could not keep it all in her mouth. She tried desperately to slurp at it, but in what Marcus thought was an incredibly sexy way, the cum drooled out the sides. Her cheeks were full when she pulled back and slid out of the bed, headed for the bathroom. Marcus loved Ava, she was amazing in so many ways, but he really wanted to teach her to swallow his cum. He filed the idea away for a later playdate. For now, he just enjoyed the release. Ava came back into the room, looking sleep tossed and satisfied. She stood next to the bed, looking down at him. "So," She began, "That was fun." "I agree Pisoi, I'm glad you liked it." Marcus answered "What brought that on?" Ava asked him, trailing her fingers down his bare chest. "I just felt like fucking." He answered "I don't believe you." She grinned, "you let me fall asleep without fucking. Besides, that was amazing! I don't think I've ever cum that much or that hard." "Well, I'm glad you had fun." Marcus sat up in bed, wondering if he should come clean and let her know what he was trying to do. Perhaps if he talked to her about it, they could move forward together. No, he thought; trust your instincts; if she knew her mind would rebel against the idea. It was better this way, bringing her over to the dark side using orgasms. "Come on, "Marcus pulled his pants back on and grabbed a shirt, "Let's go out to eat, I'm starving."