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Chapter 35 by MacFiz MacFiz

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T-5

The next morning, you wake up, alone. You yawn, stretch, and get up. Making your way to the bathroom, you don't see Lisa anywhere. You splash some water into your face, and then go looking for her. Running around naked in the house has become the norm for the two of you, clothes just worn when there's stuff to do outside.

You sluggishly make your way downstairs, assuming that you'll find her in the kitchen. The house is eerily silent at the moment, which is a bit unusual. Poking your head into the kitchen, you see her.

She's kneeling on the kitchen table, her arms tied behind her back. Her legs are spread wide, and her huge cock and balls are hanging downwards, almost reaching the table. A ball gag is stuffed into her mouth, and a blindfold is covering her eyes. Her chest is heaving up and down, and she's clearly aroused. The morning light is shining through the windows, reflecting off her flushed skin. A single bead of sweat is running through the valley between her breasts, and you follow it with your eyes. It runs down her stomach, pooling in her navel, then falls onto the table.

You're standing in the doorway, blinking, frozen in place. This is the first time you've seen her like this, and it's absolutely breathtaking. You stand there for a few minutes, studying her, drinking in the sight of her. Then, you step into the room, closing the door behind you.

Picking up on your presence, her breath hitches. She tries to say something, but the ball gag muffles her words. You walk towards her, slowly approaching her. She lets out a soft whimper, wriggling against the bonds holding her in place. You reach out to touch her, gently grazing your fingers across her thigh. She jolts at the contact, letting out another muffled whine.

You caress her thighs, moving closer to her crotch. You run your hands over her massive dick, stroking it softly. Almost immediately, you feel it harden with your touch, growing harder and bigger. She squirms, thrusting her hips forward. You grin, grabbing her glistening cock and pumping it slowly. You start jerking her off, making sure not to miss any part of her shaft. She trembles, gasping through the gag.

"Mmmmmh!" she moans, shaking her head. "Mmmhh! Mmmph!"

You keep jacking her off, using both hands to work her cock. It feels so nice in your palms, hot and firm, throbbing with excitement. As it's growing, her fat, swollen balls come into view. They're heavy with her seed, hanging down to almost touch the table. You lean forward, kissing one of her nuts, then the other. She shudders, groaning softly. You give each of her balls a tender kiss, and then turn your attention back to her cock.

After a minute, she reaches full hardness under your gentle ministrations. Her cock is rock hard, twitching in your grasp. As you stroke her, you notice a small drop of precum welling up from the tip of her cock. You let go of her swollen shaft, and then lick it off with a single swipe of your tongue.

"MMMH!" she cries, bucking her hips. "Mmph! Mmmmhh!"

Not taking your mouth off her cock, you look up at her. Her face is flushed, and she's breathing heavily through her nose. You smile around the tip of her cock, your tongue circling the head. You close your lips around it, sucking on her as best as you can. It tastes musky and salty, and you can't get enough of it. Your tongue swirls around her head, caressing the ridge of her glans.

You take your hands off the base of her cock, reaching for her orange-sized balls. You cradle them in your palms, weighing them in your hand. They're so heavy, filled to the brim with her semen. You roll them around in your palms, feeling how big and round they are. Then, you start fondling them, massaging them gently. Lisa lets out a muffled cry, trembling.

You pull back, giving her a few seconds to catch her breath. You keep fondling her balls, watching her struggle against her bonds. Her cock is fully erect, standing at full mast, bobbing in the air. A thick string of precum drips from the tip, landing on her stomach. You can see her legs trembling, and she's panting behind the gag.

Deciding to tease her a bit more, you lean down again and run your tongue along the length of her cock. You lick her shaft from the base to the tip, slowly moving upwards. You drag your tongue over her sensitive skin, tracing every vein with your tongue, up to the tip. She whimpers, wriggling her hips. You kiss the tip of her cock, then repeat the motion, all the while stroking and massaging her heavy balls.

Instead of moving back down, you grab her cock and point it toward your mouth. You open wide, letting her slide inside you. You engulf the tip of her cock, sucking on it eagerly. You press your lips against her, hollowing your cheeks, using your tongue to massage her glans. She groans, her body jerking. She pulls against her bonds, but the ropes don't give.

Eventually, you decide to stop playing around. You push forward, taking inch after inch of her massive cock into your throat. You feel it reach the back of your mouth, and just relax your jaw and let it slide deeper. You swallow around her, massaging her with your throat muscles. She trembles, moaning softly. You push deeper, taking her entire length into your mouth, your nose touching her skin.

"Mmmph! Mmmh! Mmhh!" she cries, trying to thrust her hips.

You pull back, then plunge forward again. You work your throat around her cock, making sure to pleasure her as much as possible. You bob your head, taking her as far as you can, then pulling back until only the tip is left in your mouth. You do this over and over, working her cock with your mouth. Using the muscles in your throat, you massage her, pleasuring her like no one else can.

You keep going for a few minutes, before you finally pull away. Her cock is throbbing, and there's a trail of saliva connecting your lips to her dick. You lick it off, grinning at her. The blush on her cheeks has spread to her neck, and she's breathing heavily. You stroke her shaft, your fingers not reaching around fully, pumping her slowly.

"You want to cum, don't you?" you purr, jacking her off. "You want to fill my belly with your hot seed again."

She whines through the gag, nodding her head frantically.

"Good girl," you coo, leaning in close. "I'll take good care of you."

You take her cock into your mouth again, swirling your tongue around her head, and start sucking. The next moment, you're taking her all the way down your throat, going in rapid motions. You use your hands to squeeze her balls, while your mouth sucks on her shaft. You're a machine, constantly moving, always pleasuring her. She's thrashing, her body writhing, her legs kicking. She's whimpering behind the gag, moaning loudly.

You keep going, using every trick you know to make her cum. A trickle of precum appears on the tip of her cock, the taste driving you wild. You suck harder, slurping on her cock, eager to draw out her orgasm. Her body gets tense, sweat covering her skin. You pick up the pace, sucking her faster and harder. She's letting out these muffled cries, her entire body trembling.

And then, she cums. She lets out a long, drawn-out cry into her gag, her back arching. Her cock swells inside your mouth, and you push down, taking her deep into your throat. She starts shooting her load, thick ropes of white seed shooting from her cock. It shoots straight into your stomach, filling you up. You keep sucking, drinking her down, eagerly swallowing every drop of her rich and hot seed.

The spurts of cum gradually grow smaller, but you keep sucking until she's completely drained. When you finally pull back, there's nothing left in her balls. You smile, licking your lips. Your stomach is bulging, swollen with her cum. She's panting heavily, her entire body flushed. You stand up and remove the gag, then the blindfold. She blinks a few times, then looks at you.

"Morning," you say, grinning.

"Guhhh," she moans, smiling weakly. "Morning. I hope you liked the surprise."

"Oh yes, it was wonderful."

"I'm glad. That was... something else. My thoughts were racing the entire time. 'What if a neighbor looks through the window? What if one of my friends stops by?' But I just couldn't resist. This has been a fantasy of mine for a long time, and you made it come true."

"Always happy to please. If you got more ideas, let me know. I'd love to help."

"I will. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"So, uh... can you untie me? This knot is designed to be easy to tie yourself with, but opening it needs a second pair of hands."

"I've got a better idea. How about we leave you like this for a bit longer?"

"Wait, what?! Why?! Doug!"

You pick her up and carry her out of the room. She argues and wriggles in your grasp, trying to free herself, but you are stronger. You walk over to the living room, and gently place her down on the couch.

"I'll take good care of you. Wanna watch some TV? There's a new cooking show I wanted to catch."

"Doug Sinclair! If you don't untie me right now, so help me God-"

"Uh uh uh, bad girls don't get to make demands. Don't make me get the ball-gag."

"This is humiliating!" she exclaims. "I'm your mother! What if I have to pee?"

"No worries, I'll aim it for you. Now hush, the show is starting."

Lisa grumbles, but accepts her fate. You sit down next to her, and turn on the TV. You quickly find the channel that's showing the cooking show, and then you settle down to watch. It's an hour long special, and you really want to see it.

You hold her close as you watch, enjoying the feeling of her body against yours. You stroke her hair, kissing her head. She seems to relax a bit, and she rests her head on your shoulder. Half an hour into the show, you can hear faint snores coming from her. Smiling, you look down at her. She's fast asleep, and looks so peaceful. You brush a stray lock of hair away from her eyes, and then keep watching the show.

You eventually prepare some food that you feed to a grumbling Lisa. And after sucking her off again around midday, you decide to untie her. She rubs her wrists and ankles, and glares at you.

"You'll get punished for this," she states, pointing her finger in your direction.

"Looking forward to it," you reply smugly.

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