She takes her pleasure, then rides him hard

Lying limp and trembling on the furs, Marcus stared up at Kihara as her heated gaze traced over every inch of his naked body. Part of him still couldn't quite believe this gorgeous woman was so interested in him, but the longer it went on for and the more naughty and exciting things she did to him the more he got used to the idea. He wanted her to do even more! To tease him more, and play with his needy body, and use him for whatever she wanted! The thought was so thrilling he could hardly stand it.

He wriggled in delight when he saw she was starting to strip off herself, yanking off her shoes and then grabbing the hem of her robe to slip it up over her muscled body. The young prince gasped hotly, drinking in the sight of her. Those amazing, rippling muscles, her smooth, coffee-colored skin that made him just want to kiss and lick her all over, making her feel good with his lips and tongue, showing he could serve her. He didn't think he'd ever get used to seeing her naked. Even though he'd just cum more than he ever had in his whole life, he felt a hot tingling in his dick as it stirred again just at the sight of her.

"Now, it's my turn, little one." She purred at him, spreading her legs wide. His limp gaze darted down between her muscled thighs, and he felt his mouth go dry as he stared at her delicious pussy. It was really wet again, juices glistening on the dark, plump lips. He craned his neck up and licked his lips, eager to taste it again. "This time, I want it quick. Get your tongue right inside as soon as I tell you, and find my clit again." She explained, reaching down with a hand to spread her pussy open with two fingers. "Then just lick it up and down, as fast as you can."

He nodded eagerly, then watched with trembling anticipation as she moved her naked body over his, swinging round so that she sat facing down towards his legs. His gaze drifted hotly down her muscled back, the way her shoulders tensed as she shuffled herself along his body. Her round butt hovered in front of his face, two firm, toned cheeks he couldn't help but admire. She moved back until she was right over his face, her pussy hovering just out of reach of his tongue. Then she sat down, pressing him back into the furs. Most of her weight was on her knees, but the feel of her sitting on top of his face like this gave him such a thrill. He felt like he was in heaven, buried underneath this gorgeous, amazing woman, her pussy right there where he could pleasure it.

The young prince stuck out his tongue, shivering with delight as it found the warmth and heat of her delicious pussy. Her butt was right in front of his face, his blushing cheeks pressed against that hard, muscled flesh. Remembering what she'd told him, he thrust his tongue up like a little spear, trying to get inside her hot, dripping slit and find her clit. His reward as he licked along her delicious lips was a hungry moan and shiver from above him that made his belly flutter in delight. He craned his neck, trying to get his tongue even deeper inside her. Her butt pressed him back down, keeping him pinned under her. It sent another hot thrill through him, that casual demonstration that he was entirely under her power.

Determined to please her quickly like she wanted, Marcus curled his tongue, trying to find that nub of flesh that had brought her to climax before. She groaned hoarsely, trembling above him, her pussy throbbing even hotter round his tongue. He could feel she was close, and that just spurred him on to lick her even harder and faster. He wanted...needed to please her. It felt so right to be pressed underneath her like this, licking and sucking on her gorgeous pussy. He'd stay here forever if he could.

Just like that she let out a hoarse groan, her strong voice shuddering. Marcus felt every pulse of pleasure through her body. Her pussy throbbed and squeezed his tongue, drenching his lips and chin in her delicious juices. On either side of his head, her muscled thighs squeezed in, holding him there as she shuddered her way through climax. Just knowing that he was the one making her feel this good left Marcus flushed with heat and smiling wildly underneath her. It made him feel almost feverish with delight, almost as good as his own orgasm, even if it left him shivering in need, with his dick standing stiff and throbbing hotly.

With a satisfied purr, Kihara swung her leg back over him, kneeling beside his head. His limp gaze flickered hurriedly to her face, and he gasped in happiness at the satisfied smile on her lips. She'd enjoyed it! The young prince watched as she reached over him again, her hand rubbing along his heaving chest. A pair of callused fingers circled one of his stiff little nipples, getting closer and closer. When she finally rubbed over that aching, pink nub, he let out a sharp little squeal at the white-hot sparks that little touch sent through his needy skin. He'd never know his nipples were so sensitive before! She seemed to like his reactions, because she grabbed one pink nub and rubbed it firmly, making him wriggle again and moan. Her other hand was wandering down his body, squeezing his soft belly for a moment before tracing over his thighs.

"Looks like you're ready for more." She purred, gently gripping his aching dick between two fingers. Marcus nodded eagerly, his hips twitching at her touch. "That's good, because so am I." Moving back down his body, she knelt over him, her thighs bucked up so that her dripping pussy hovered right over his stiff little head. "Now, this time, I want you to try your hardest not to cum, little one." She told him, a sharper edge to her voice that made him instantly pay attention despite the hot throbbing of his poor, **** dick. "I'm going to orgasm first on your cute cock, so you mustn't spurt until I tell you it's okay. Understand?"

"Yes!" Marcus replied quickly, eager not to disappoint her. He bit his lip, trying to ready himself. Last time her pussy had just felt so amazing. It was going to be really hard not to cum too quickly again, but he desperately wanted to do well and please her. Besides, it was only fair he hold back his pleasure until she'd had hers first. She was the one in charge after all.

His hands clenched by his sides, he watched in trembling anticipation as she slowly lowered herself over his dick, until his stiff head was just touching the warm, wet heat of her pussy. Her eyes flickered up to his face, a smile on her lips as she enjoyed his needy squirming and panting. Then, in an instant, she dropped down, burying his dick to the hilt inside her. Marcus squealed in delight as his aching shaft was held tightly, every inch of skin caressed by muscle. It felt so good he almost came right there. Only by clenching his teeth and begging his body to behave did he manage to hold it back, leaving his poor balls aching.

Kihara smiled down at him, the satisfaction in her eyes making all that struggle worth it. Then she started moving again, bucking up and down on top of his dick, letting it slide out until just the head was inside, then slamming back down to bury him inside her. She was moving much faster this time, her hips smacking against his. Marcus struggled to lie still under her. Every time she bucked up he really wanted to thrust his hips to meet her, but he'd definitely cum then!

As it went on and on, he was really struggling to control himself. His poor dick was slick with her juices, so hard and hot it was getting almost painful. Even his balls felt really hot and swollen, pressing tight against the smooth skin of his pink sack. Kihara seemed to sense this, because she sped up suddenly, starting to grind her pussy over his pelvis each time she slammed it down. She was breathing really hard and fast, her cheeks flushed even darker.

"Yes, that's it!" She moaned. Her hands flew to her boobs, grabbing each one tightly and squeezing into that soft flesh with her fingers. "That's it, little one! Fuck...that's good! Yes!" Her voice died in a high-pitched shriek of pleasure that seemed to shake the tent around them. Her pussy tightened like a vice, muscles milking up and down his poor, aching shaft. Marcus felt his balls draw tight. He didn't want to...he was trying so hard to hold it back, but any second now he was going to cum anyway! As her shrill scream died away, Kihara's head snapped back down, her dark eyes fixed on his face. "Cum for me, little one." She growled, her voice all rough and hoarse.

That was all it took. Marcus felt his mind go white as heat seared up his aching shaft. He was squealing, shaking underneath her as her throbbing pussy squeezed him dry, drawing what felt like every drop of cum from his aching balls. It seemed to just go on and on, the heat inside him building up into an impossible crest of searing pleasure that wiped every thought from his head.

At long last, he just collapsed limply back into the furs. He couldn't move, even if he wanted to. His arms felt like jelly, twitching weakly at his sides. Soft little whimpering moans escaped his mouth after each heaving breath, his cheeks and chest flushed pink and his wet lips trembling. His dick was soft, but still inside her, held tightly in the warm heaven of her pussy, a hot mixture of her juices and his cum dribbling down onto his pelvis.

His bleary gaze flickered up to her face, staring up her through a satisfied haze. His head was still all fuzzy. It was really hard to even think through this warm afterglow, but in that moment, he knew he had to tell her again. The feelings were just too intense, filling him up so much he felt like he was going to burst if he didn't let them out somehow. He had to tell her again, say it properly this time so she'd understand.

"I love you, Kihara." He whimpered, tears filling his eyes at the sheer, painful intensity of those three little words. Then she smiled gently down at him, reaching down a hand to cup his blushing cheek. Her fingers brushed over his skin, and he let out another little sob as she brushed away a few stray tears.

"I know." She breathed, leaning forward over his body. With his dick soft and wilting inside her, she kissed him tenderly on the waiting lips. In that moment, everything else just faded away. For the sobbing young prince lying back on soft furs, the whole world was this little tent in the middle of a gloomy forest, and the strong, beautiful woman lying across his body who'd made him utterly hers.