Big Sis the Jester wants...

You sit up and look down at Prince Timothy, you make your face stern, but leave a mischevous look in your eyes.
"Prince Timothy, how DARE you do that kind of thing to my poor body with this MONSTER of yours!"
He looks at you with wide eyes as you begin to sink down so your face is level with his groin. GOD! It's so BIG! Thick veins are running down the shaft, as you stare at it, it begins to swell more! He seems breathless.
"I'm going to have to tame this beast. You will have to tell me if my attempts to reign this creature in are having any effect at all" You say with a smile. He nods his head vigorously, eyes growing wider.
"So far you are less than adequate with telling me how I'm doing." You say.
"Uhm, yes, oh, well you have its attention, that's for sure!" He says, looking down at you, breathing heavily as your mouth is inches away from his growing member. Your hot breath causing the head to swell further with anticipation.

You put your mouth on the tip and widen your lips to allow it entry, you've been told you have a big mouth by as many local boys as have told you your tush is the same. It must be big, however, to allow this thing entry. His eyes roll back, and his head slumps backward. His hot cock fills your mouth, and you can feel the thick pulsing veins running its incredible length. You release it again with a lewd "SLURP!"
"You need to tell me the impact my taming is having, or I cannot hope to capture this beast." You tell him, and take the head in again quickly.
"Yess, yes. Of c-c-course." He says. "I think it is ready for the breaking..."
You begin to suck on the head, as it is as much as you can keep, some of the shaft slides in, but you just don't know how to engulf this monster! The musky smell of his crotch fills your nostrils, and the bawdy lewdness of what you are doing makes your heart flutter a bit. You feel damp again, and redouble your efforts to hold him deeper in your throat. You pull off again, leaving a string of spit from his tip to your red lips. You look at him and find him entranced by the sight of you.

Your next time down as you take him into your throat, he begins to buck slightly. His balls begin to tighten.
"Unh, Unh!" You grunt your dissatisfaction.
"Oh, you have it close to releasing its powerful weapon!" He calls, grabbing the back of your head and bucking more, the veins throbbing at the edges of your stretched mouth.
"UNH, UNH!" You grunt again, wrestling your head free. You, grab hold of his shaft, pinching at the base. He throws his head back in surprise! His hips bucking involuntarily.
"I said, NO!" You say, holding tightly at the tip of his cock. Surprised at yourself.
"You will release that only when I say so!" You yell at the cock in your hand, and then you add playfully looking up at Timothy, "You gotta show who's boss sometimes, sweetie." Adding a conspiratioral wink.
This will need to hold, you think, and you need something to help your spit. You have just the thing!

Reaching over, you find your satchel, rifling through it, you retrieve something wrapped in waxed paper. To Timothy's astonished eyes, you produce a sweet, fist sized piece of honeycomb. You take a bite from the center, getting the sweet, sticky liquid on your lips. Then you put three fingers into the center of the comb, splaying them slightly and forming a hole in the center. You push the piece over his sensitive head, he inhales sharply, then you push the honeycomb down the thick shaft, leaving a trail of sticky sweet amber. The openings of the comb are downward, toward his almost hairless balls. The honey drips onto them, and you rush to suck it off. You take one round testicle into your hot mouth, sucking it through the skin sack. Cleaning it of the honey and arming your mouth immediately with a thick spit. His eyes, which you didn't think could get wider, are the size of tea saucers looking down at you.

"You aren't telling me how the taming of the beast is going." You say coyly, leaning down to slurp a ball into your mouth.
"It-it-it's going well, Sarah." He says, his voice gaining strength. "It longs to spew it's terrible venom all over you, though, you may make an enemy with all this playful withholding." He says, voice almost beyond that of a quivering boy.
"Mmmm." You say, allowing the testicle to leave your mouth with an audible "pop"
"I guess I need to let it have it's way to gain it's trust, hmmm?" You feel delightfully wicked, knowing that spit, honey, and oozing pre-fluids are coating your dirty mouth as you violate this boy.

You reach down and pump the shaft near the honeycomb, using the fluid to heat and lubricate a fast motion as you pump your hand down to the bottom of the shaft. You begin to engulf the tip of his cock, your wet, salivating mouth dripping thick spit down to your pumping hand, you squeeze with the hand, and his legs straighten out on either side of your head. His hands go to the back of your head, and he pushes the monster down your throat. The spit helps it to go down and just the smell of the honey helps you to salivate. Your eyes water, as the spit runs down his enormous shaft at the edges of your stretched mouth.

He does not relent, the honeycomb breaks from around his thick shaft as he rams it through your thick slippery lips, coated with honey. He begins to huff.
"I believe, huf, that, huf, the beast is angry!" He calls breathlessly.
"Mooh Nfoooh!" You say through your nose, miming a panicked damsel even as your face is ravaged.
"Yes! It will not be tamed today!" He calls, his hands tight on the back of your head, you reach up and handle his balls, feeling them tighten.
"UMMM, HMMM" you manage, wanting him to release more than ever!
"It will spew it's great dragon's breath NOW!" He shouts, his balls begin to twitch as he thrusts deep in your throat, his belly almost touching your nose as you joggle his balls with one hand and grip his ass with the other.

The hot spurts first go straight down your throat, gagging you, and then he slides out of your mouth quickly, through spit, honey and his own thick seed, to spew ropy thick strands of milky seed all over your mouth. Some goes up your nose, and then it continues pumping new streams onto your forehead and into your wild sweaty blond hair.
You fall backward, flat on the floor. He actually GROWLS, and leaps to his feet over top you dropping then to his knees and shooting still more ropy strands on your breasts then neck and chin.
"Timothy's dragon...is...angry..." He says, then collapses down leaving you shocked, gasping for breath, and covered in cum.