Chapter 6: I Did Warn You

Continued from chapter 5:

She shimmies around, lifting the hem of her robe and chemise. Turning around, she bends at the waist, reaching back to spread her pert cheeks, exposing the glistening pink folds of her pussy and the tight pucker of her asshole.

“Well then, big boy. Looks like you’re about to get a feast fit for a king. Better hope that tongue of yours is as talented as the rest of you.”

She wiggles her hips invitingly, the musky scent of her arousal filling my nostrils. At the same time, her nimble fingers continue their relentless **** on my throbbing erection, stroking and squeezing through the shiny satin of my panties.

I don’t stand a chance. At first, it’s going well as my tongue finds her salty pucker. I gently lick her, savoring her taste as she reacts like she’s been plugged into a wall full of electrical current. I lick her bottom for a while before she shifts, and I feel her pussy land on my face with a wet plop.

She gives me encouragement as I eat her, gently tonguing her folds and sucking on her clitoris while she strokes me through my panties. I lie starfished and open before her, helpless to do anything but lick her.

She grinds her dripping cunt against my face, coating my lips and chin with her slick essence. Her moans grow louder, more **** as my skilled tongue works magic on her most sensitive spots.

“Fuck yes, just like that, Ero! Mmmm, your tongue feels incredible…”

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Her hips undulate sensually, riding my face with increasing urgency. The hand not busy stroking my satin-covered erection slides around to rub tight circles on her clit, amplifying the intense sensations.

“Ah ah ahhh! Don’t stop, I’m getting close already!”

Her thighs begin to tremble and quake, her grip on my cock tightening reflexively as she rapidly approaches her peak. With a keening cry, she comes undone, gushing her release all over my face and into my eager mouth.

“Oh God yes! Eros! FUCK!”

It is too little too late as her dancing fingers on my satin-covered penis rocket me over the edge right before she has her orgasm.

She shrieks with delight she watches my cock twitch and jerk, spurt after spurt of creamy, sticky fluid erupting from the tip of my penis like a bubbling fountain of ejaculate, overflowing above the surface of the satin barrier, before being absorbed back into the fabric—a dark, sticky stain spreading as I make a cream pie in my panties.

I scream into her pussy as the intense pleasure wracks my body, which pushes her over the edge entirely, and for the next minute, the room is filled with the obscene wet sounds of slurping, sucking, and crying as we revel in each other’s bodies.

Sophie has done it, I wonder to myself, as the last little sticky pops of pleasure fill my panties.

She is going to make me into her little girl… What will this be like?

As the waves of ecstasy subside, Sophie carefully climbs off my face, a triumphant smirk playing on her lips. She admires her handiwork—my flushed, panting form still tied spread-eagle to the bed, a growing damp spot evident on the front of my once pristine panties.

“Well, well, well, looks like someone couldn’t quite handle the pressure,” she tsks mockingly, circling the bed like a predator stalking its prey.

“I did warn you what would happen if you made a mess in my knickers, didn’t I, darling?”

Keeping her fluttering wet pussy pressed against my face, she leans forward, unties my feet, sliding the soiled panties off my legs and using the dry bits to clean up whatever is still leaking from my tip.

“Tsk tsk, such a naughty boy you’ve been.”

She unties my hands and maneuvers under me so that my head rests in her satin-covered lap, leaving me unable to do anything but look up at her beautiful face—smug and triumphant in victory.

I am only too aware of the dark red satin of my semen-filled panties dangling over my face, a line of sticky fluid dangling from the crotch like a worm on a hook.

“These need washing, naughty girl. Open, please, Ero.”

Obediently, I open. The panties are lowered, and Sophie giggles as she places them inside my mouth, the dangling line of semen touching my tongue first. I immediately taste my own essence, coating my throat with my cream pie.

“Close,” she commands, and I obediently obey.

“Wash,” she says.

I begin working my mouth over the damp satin, the slimy sticky mess within, as I clean them of my mess, to my great shame.

She watches with sadistic glee as I dutifully clean my own mess from her panties, my cheeks bulging obscenely around the saturated fabric. Her fingers tug at my hair almost tenderly, a stark contrast to the degrading act she’s forcing upon me.

“That’s it, my filthy little sissy slut. Lap up every drop of your disgusting spunk.”

She uses a towel to clean my face, which is still shiny from her juices.

“Mmm, you’re doing so well, taking your punishment like a good girl. I knew you had it in you.”

After several long, humiliating minutes, she finally speaks, patting my lips gently.

“There, much better. Wouldn’t want my pretty knickers ruined by your nasty cum, now would we?”

“Leave them in for now, Ero. I want you with a mouthful of panties while I spank your bottom. But first, let’s get you covered up and a bit more modest, shall we?”

She grabs her own plum satin panties, still warm and damp with her arousal, and shimmies down by my feet, looping both leg holes around my ankles.

“Lift up for me, sweetie. Time to put that limp, leaky little guy back in satin panty prison before your spanking. We need to make you into a proper young lady first, anyway, and a pair of fresh knickers under your lingerie is a great first step…”

With deft movements, she slides the warm, damp satin up my legs, the crotch catching slightly on my spent member before she settles the panties into place. The lingering heat and scent of her arousal envelops me intimately as she adjusts the garment, ensuring everything is tucked away neatly.

“There we are, much more ladylike now, don’t you think?”

She steps back to admire her handiwork, a wicked gleam in her eye as she takes in the sight of me clad in her intimate apparel.

To be continued in chapter 7...