She Wants to Go All the Way

Still quivering, she knelt down on the table in front of him. She couldn't hold his gaze, so instead looked pointedly at his chest. She didn't think she would have ended up pile this but she knew she wanted it. She wanted it with someone she could trust. She wanted it with him. 'I- I know I have no privileges,' She stammered over her words, 'But I want,' She gulped, 'I want you to go with me...' She peered at him shyly before blurting out, quite noisily, 'And I want to enjoy it!' Then more quietly, 'Please.'

She waited for a reaction. Something to give a hint of an answer. The Stallions face was blank. He got up and moved away heading to the door. Had she made a mistake? A miscalculation. He was leaving, she must have offended him, must ha- *click* The door locked. Blake turned back to face her, his expression said everything, he did not need to speak. Her pulse was racing as he approached, he gently stroked her cheek.

'You want to enjoy this, do you?' She nodded silently avoiding his gaze. He gripped her jaw, not painfully, but firmly, pulling her face so she had **** but to look at him. 'You will enjoy this then.' He took off his shirt and grabbed her arms.

He carefully pulled her onto his lap. There was more than enough space on his broad thighs for her to perch. She barely reached his neck, and she buried her face against his chest, yearning for the contact. He traced a hand down her back, fingering the hem of her skirt and pulled her shirt free from it. She quickly undid her buttons as he pulled the shirt back and cast it aside. Her bra was next, deftly swept away. Her entirely naked upper half pressed into him. She could feel his heart beating, ever stronger with each passing moment.

He picked her up again, this time to move her to the table. He placed her on all fours, presenting to him. He toyed with the waistband of her skirt before slowly pulling it down over her curvy behind. Despite her excitement, she blushed. To be exposed like this in nothing but a thong... It was exhilarating.

Her underwear was all that was left. He pulled upwards, sliding the thin fabric between the lips of her pussy. He wasn't hurting her like the Bucks did. He had found the perfect biting point, any movement stimulating her clit, and shooting tingling waves of euphoria from her moist vagina. Then her spanking began. An opened landed on her right cheek, the impact was stinging. She gasped in shock and pleasure as another wave racked her body. She was there! A second strike this time to her left. She moaned; each strike was perfect.

The deep voice came from behind her, 'Oh you like this? You naughty little Doe! So seductive and slutty. Shake that tail for me!' Blake's words were perhaps a little cringe inducing, (she suspected pillow talk was not his strong suit), but she didn't care. She swayed her hips back and forth, tempting him to **** her ass. With each joggling blow, her movements grew faster, her pleasure grew greater. She was ready! She was ready! She was-

'Oooooooooh' Her legs shook as she came, hot liquid shooting out of her, soaking her panties. She collapsed downwards, into his waiting arms. He cradled her as she shuddered, bringing her close to him again. She wrapped her arms around him, stroking his neck his face. She pressed her lips into his, she needed this, she needed him... And they weren't done yet.

She felt his large hands feel their way down her body. Her lower cheeks parted, making way for a thick and lengthy piece. He rocked her back and forth against him, coating his member in her juices. She felt it twitching behind her. She slid back and forth, she wanted to please him. She had to please him!

And then she felt him hesitate. The miasma around her cleared for a moment. She needed this! Desperately. ‘Why! Why have you stopped?’ She rocked back and forth, desperately clinging to the sensation. It was slipping away! ‘C’mon put it in please!’ She was begging.

Blake looked at her, she could see a pained look in his eyes. ‘It shouldn’t be with me though?’ He sounded confused. She looked at him puzzled, still grinding against his cock. Seeing her he continued, ‘It should be with someone specia- ah,’ He winced in pleasure at the Doe’s ministrations, ‘It should be with your boyfriend, or girlfriend. It i- oh. It is your first time!’

Her hips swayed beneath her, her buttocks pressing into him. She suddenly leaned closer, rising up, coming face to face to him. She planted a kiss firmly on his lip, pushing her snout along his, dragging her tongue across his velvety fur and nibbling on his ear. ‘I guess your taking me out to dinner tonight then, darling’ She whispered. She could feel his pulse skip, then increase, twice as past as it was before.

‘What? What!’ He was at a loss for words, shocked, surprised… Pleased?

She leaned in again, purring into his ear, ‘You heard me, hm? Now don’t leave me wanting.’ She looked into his eyes as they widened. She felt his hands grasp her again holding her tighter than ever, closer than she had been. She could feel the warmth rising within her again. And then her raised her. It was time. He caressed her, feeling her against his tip. And gently, oh so softly, she slid down. He entered her delicately, every inch deliberate and exceptional. She moaned again, nuzzling his chest. She wanted more and he obliged. He wore her further, she could feel him reach the spot, at his base, no further to go and felt him begin to suspend her again. She rose swiftly, this was but an interlude, a break before her performance. And how she would perform. Back and forth, up and down his pole. It was simply so amazing!

Her moans mingled with his as he neared completion. They worked together, each pushing the other toward their goal. It took time, but she finished moments before him. She, sunken on his stiff member as he exploded into her. She could feel his warmth, his life, in her. She knew then she could not hold on, the sensations rising, the dizziness, the blinding light. She called out, **** to stay with him. She felt his hand grip hers as the world closed in...