You want to be hers

I had turned mute under her touch, unsure if there she had put a spell on me or if I was just gobsmacked. No matter how hard I tried to come up with a logical thought, all my mind could think about was one thing. "Take me." I implored, wanting for her to do with me all the nice things that she knew.

She licked her upper lip at my answer. It was in this moment that I truly felt like I was playing with a power far beyond me. Regina, who only a few minutes ago might as well had been a good friend from high school, had perfectly adopted a more seductive and mature mindset with the flick of a switch. She hugged me and gracefully laid us down on the bed, with me on top of her. She took me for a kiss, and it felt as if she was trying to exorcise a demon out of my body. I had no control in there, I was just the smitten passenger in her love train.

She then grabbed my t-shirt by the neck and slowly pulled on it. I attempted to help her with taking it off, but when I did she smacked my hands and told me to keep them to myself. She deliberately wanted this to take a minute, to get me hungry for more. That shit she said about teasers was resonating with me right about now, I certainly had mixed feelings about her making me wait. Once she did get it off from me, I was kissed again.

I tried a lot harder to take control of that second kiss, but she easily reminded me who was it that had millennia of experience and who didn't. I ran out of breath in my attempt at overpowering her, which made me need her mercy as she flowed the air right back into my lungs. Her cocky smile was the last I saw off her face before she pushed my head down, shoving it right into her cleavage. As she reached to pull my pants down, I slid my hands under the bra so I could massage her breasts.

When we started fucking properly, I was shirtless and had my trunks and slacks around my knees, while she was arguably more dressed than when she first appeared inside my apartment. I was terrified about how long I would be able to last. I hadn't told her that I was a virgin beforehand, and while I didn't think she expected me to be on her level, I felt like I needed to pray to some power above for me to not disappoint her. I was convinced that if anything was going to send me to hell when I died, it would be to fall short of Regina's standards.

I might have gotten about five thrusts before she decided to pincer me with those thick legs I gave her. It felt as if gravity itself had become weightier. No matter how much I wanted to, my body was at a limit. I must have barely lasted a couple of minutes before I nutted inside her.

When I looked up, ashamed of my failure at lasting enlighten time to satisfy her, Regina just kindly told me to "Go on." I had no idea of how I was meant to do that, my dick feeling like it had been drained empty, until my mind started working again. We turned around to get myself on top of her, and then I slithered down her body until my head was at he crotch. Pulling her thong to the side with my fingers, I took a deep breath before sticking my tongue out and penetrating her pussy with it.

Her pussy juices overwhelmed my senses of smell and taste. A part of my brain might have remembered that I just cummed there, and that a part of the things I was licking was my own semen, but I sincerely couldn't say that I cared. All that mattered right now was that I wanted to compensate to my domineering elder for my performance, even if it meant becoming an addict to her pussy.

At some point, everything turned black. I could feel myself trapped between a crotch and thighs, and I had no plans to escape at any moment. I know for a fact that there multiple times where I could feel everything shake around me. As much of a badge of honor as that was, all I wanted was to keep going. And that's what I did until I passed out, buried deep into her snatch.

When I woke up, it wasn't because of the sunshine or by birds singing. No, what pulled me off from dreamland was a delicate hand grabbing onto my penis, and rubbing it until it was full mastiff. My brain was a little behind my body at that moment, but it would catch up pretty quickly after looking at the pair of eyes waiting for me at the end of my bed. Regina's presence reminded me of the previous hours, and that the reason I fell asleep was a combination of exhaustion after an intense inaugural sexual experience and getting choked out by the thickness that I gave her.

As my eyes fully opened, I got a better grip of the situation. Regina, the predator that she was, held my dick like the delicious piece of meat she perceived it to be. Yet, her eyes were always at my face, waiting to see what I thought of the situation. After all, she saw me as her master, and while she surely had some wiggle room to act freely (as demonstrated by her hand-jobing me back to life), she must have wanted to wait for my seal of approval before sticking my dick in her mouth. Of course, I was never going to say no to her returning me the favor for the cunnilingus. But she must have predicted that I wanted to do a tiny change before that. Grinning, I snapped my fingers to apply some glossy red lipstick to her mouth, and offered her a nod.

Regina then pulled my penis inside her wet cave. It might have been that my mind was still fuzzy, or that she was using some magic of her own, but I swore that I felt it shape itself to leave as little wasted room as possible. My dick was getting thrown around by her tongue like it owee it money, and her head moved around like she was rocking at a concert. I was the champion of the world, and while I didn't deserve it, I enjoyed every second of my reign.

Eventually, I erupted inside. In my mind it felt like I could have pumped out semen for hours, but in reality it didn't even take a minute for Regina to start kissing my body all the way up to my lips. She was fantastic at it, but being fucked to sleep and getting blown awake meant that all my libido had been drained and I needed a recharge. Playfully, I tried to get her off from me. "Please, I know what's in those things, I don't want to taste my own cum again" My attempt was rather ineffective, other than at amusing her.

"Oh, so you don't want to join me in the club of people who have done it twice?" She grabbed me by the chin to **** yet another kiss on me. Sensing my confusion, she elaborated. "Let's just say that you got a little excited in your last minutes of consciousness a few hours ago, and it would have been a waste to just leave it there."

"Glad to know the freak I'm with will slurp it off from the mattress. I guess that saves me some effort when cleaning it" I hugged her from bellow as we laughed and cuddled. If it had been even a few hours later, or my nap had been a few hours shorter, we might have fallen asleep like that (or maybe just me, since I didn't know if Regina sleeped). But, since that didn't feel like it was going to happen, we might as well start making some moves.