0 comments/ 19010 views/ 2 favorites Saturday Morning Ch. 2 By: Playful_pet Lying in bed with you Master, after you have given me such pleasure, there is nothing that I want to do more than return the pleasure to you. I compose myself and return the touch of your mouth to mine with renewed pressure. Slowly kissing you. Showing you my gratitude. Showing you my love. You lay on your back once more and I take my place beside you, stretching my taut body against yours. My lips, moving softly and gently gliding along the rough line of your unshaven jaw, continue to caress your skin. When I reach your ear, I pause and whisper, "Thank you Master. Thank you for giving me pleasure. Master, I want to give you so much today." A simple moan is all that you respond with, but that is more than I need at this moment. My hand has slipped back to its place across your chest and my nails are once again working on your nipples. I love the way that they respond. Feeling them harden like little pebbles beneath my touch. I gently tweak one between my fingers and I hear your deep intake of breath. I take that as my cue and my mouth begins to descend along your neck, to your shoulder and across to your chest. I smile as I slowly lift my head slightly and let my tongue lash out across your right nipple. It has become so hard from my touch. It is as though it is stretching to meet my mouth, my response it to devour it. Licking and lashing at it with my lips and tongue. Suckling at it, milking it, tasting it. All the while, working the left hard nub with my fingers. Pulling my legs up under me, I kneel at your side, leaning over and letting my hair caress your skin as my mouth moves from side to side, flicking and sucking each nipple over and over. My fingers begin to wander again. Slowly working their way down to your stomach, drawing a line down the center of your body. Reaching your navel, my fingers reverse and move back up, only to return their descent once again. This time however, they go a little farther before returning on their trip up. Over and over, my fingers work at making that line a little longer with each path. They come so close to that hardened cock and then they pull away, returning up. This time however, when they begin their downward trail, they are joined on their journey, by my tongue. My lips, never leaving your skin, begin to burn the trail with heat. You feel my breath nearing its target, the warm wetness of my mouth moving so close to your cock, teasing you. I know how much you want to get the release, yet you are holding back so hard, enjoying the pleasures that I provide you. I feel you move and shift beneath my touch. Your hands spread out on either side of you, gripping the sheets like you were being tortured. But yet, enjoying every moment that is being given. My mouth moves toward your side. I lay my face along your hip as I change my position, and take my new place kneeling between your now spread legs. I lift my head and continue my journey. My mouth moves to those heavy cum filled sacs that lay beneath your shaft. Darting my tongue, I reach to lap at them. I lift them with my lips and gently suckle them, feeling them fill my mouth. "Oh that is a good little pet. Suck those balls. Lap them. You are such a good little cock-sucking pet". A muffled "Mmmmm" escapes my lips around them. They are so warm and heavy. They feel so good in my mouth. I adjust my head so that my chin is pressing into the skin just underneath them. Lifting them with my lower lip, I provide access for my chin to give just enough pressure to that spot that you like to have touched. "ENOUGH pet." I let your balls drop from my mouth and I lift myself up so that my head is over you. Looking up to your face, I find that your eyes have darkened. Locking with them, I open my mouth and accept your long, hard cock. My tongue begins to dance and swirl around it. First working the head and then moving farther down the shaft. I want to pleasure you Master. I want to make you cum. I want to taste you Master. Feed me. Suddenly, my head is squeezed in the tight grip of your hands. Moving them from your sides, you grasp my head tightly and begin to guide it onto your cock. Moving it rapidly up and down. There is no more gentleness, no more desire. All that is left is need. All that is left is your need to fuck my throat, and your need to cum. My head is pushed and pulled, up and down, gliding on that wet cock. It pulsates in the back of my throat. Your hands stop moving. Your grip tightens and holds me down. Your cock is lodged deep within my throat, stretching it, pulsating into it, filling it with your seed. "Drink my cum, my pet. Suck me dry." Your words are almost inaudible, but I understand your need Master. I willingly follow your command. Saturday Morning Ch. 2 Jon ran his tongue over her lips, his hips moving in slow circles as his cock came back to life. Tess moaned softly, her body soft. She smiled sweetly, lashing her tongue out to tease his lips. He bit lightly at her tongue. She pushed up against him, his dick now rock hard inside her still wet pussy. Jon pulled back, his cock coming out of her with an audible 'pop'. A slight frown crossed her face. "Jon... " she pouted as she reached up to try to pull him down to her. He sat up, crouching between her thighs. "No, Tess." He leaned down, his body pressed close, whispering against her lips. "Did you like that? Did you find pleasure in your brother's cock?" He rubbed up against her suggestivly. "I think you did" She gasped, her body tense. It was if she hadn't just fucked him. She was hot and wet and eager all over again. "Tell me you didn't like it, and I’ll go away." He teased his cock against her thigh, leaving a shiny trail of cum down her skin. "Just tell me you didn't like it when I shoved my cock into you, made you cum..." He leaned back to look down at her. Tess met his eye and licking her lips she replied, "No, I want you to do it again. I need you to fuck me, Jon, please." She arched her back up at him, rubbing against him suggestively, her skin hot and silky. "Ahh yes, but I don't think you deserve to be fucked again. I think you need to be reminded that you are here for my pleasure, my release." He slid back down her body and grabbed her hands, pulling them above her head. Her body stretched, her hips still firmly beneath his own. He pulled a pair of her stockings from the floor and tied her wrists to the bedposts. She tugged lightly at them, but they held tight, keeping her from moving her arms in any way. Jon looked down at her, his eyebrow raised. "I think this is better, no?" He trailed his finger down her neck, watching her breath catch as he teased at the hollow of her throat. "I think you need to learn that you are nothing more then a vessel for my own pleasure." A worried look crossed her face for a second before Jon leaned down and bit her lip lightly. "Just relax, and leave your hands out of my way…” He squeezed her hands and slid his hands down the insides of her arms and lightly over her shoulders. He teased down her breasts, stopping to pinch her nipples. He twisted lightly, watching her face as she gasped with pleasure. He pulled her nipples, the skin taunt, her body tense. His hands continued down, teasing under the skin of her breasts, over her stomach, tickling her belly button. They teased over the edge of her public hair, tugging lightly. He shifted, moving down to her thighs, tickling up and then down, constantly teasing. Tess squirmed in the bed, her head thrashing back and forth. "Please... Jon..." She whimpered. He moved his hands up over her knees, teasing the soft flesh under them. Jon reached up to tweak her nipples again, this time harder. She gasped. "No talking, when I want you to beg, I'll tell you to." He licked at her nipple, rolling his tongue around the stiff little point. His hand worked the other nipple, tugging and pulling. Her skin blushed red and she moaned softly. His cock, still hard, was pressed against her stomach. He pushed against her, his cock sliding over her skin. She moaned softly, her body arching up. Jon slid up her body until her cock rested between her breasts. He leaned down and released her hands, placing them on the sides of her breasts. "Push." He demanded. Tess looked wary for a moment before pushing her breasts together, his cock sandwiched between them. Jon smiled down at her before rocking his hips, his cock sliding between her breasts, the head popping out at the top. Tess gasped as he began to pump in earnest, his hips pistoning between her tits. She pushed her breasts together harder, squeezing his cock. He moaned, breathing hard, his hands on her shoulders as he pumped her. He threw back his head, gasping as he came. His cum shot out, hitting the top of her breasts and shoulders and splattering against her face. The pearly white ropes landing on her lips, the swell of her breasts. He smiled as he finished, sliding down her body, leaning down to lick her lips, tasting his own cum on her. "Do you see now?" He asked, "All for me, mine. My toy..." Tess purred as she pulled his down to kiss her again. She squirmed, grinding her hips against his. She was still hot and wet. She was eager to feel him inside of her again, stretching her pussy. "Yes..." she said. (To be continued)