How easily I could slide my cock into her slick cunt?
But I know I won’t be able to stop myself if I do, that I can’t let myself experience the bliss of being inside my mate until I’m sure she’ll stay.
But I won’t pretend that I don’t fantasize about filling her completely. I know her muscles would milk my shaft for every drop of cum I have.
I release the suction, and as the vacuum releases her breast leaves it with wet sounding pop. I rub the red spots from the skin and press the flat of my hand against her engorged breast.
Her breath catches as I play with the pink and puffy flesh.
“How does it feel after being pumped?”
“Sensitive,” she breathes.
I set the pump down and put more lube on my hand. I cup her mound with slick fingers.
“Do you want the pump here too?”
Marta bites her lip and nods.
Moving the pump to just over her sex, I slide it back and forth, rolling her lips in and out from under the dome. The bump of Marta’s clit is the only resistance. When I hit it, she bucks and grabs her breasts.
I tease her only a few seconds more before I seat the pump over the entirety of her cunt. Marta pushes up onto her elbows, too interested in the visual of the toy on her to shut her eyes. With one click of the trigger, the suction locks the dome into place.
She stills, adjusting to the feeling. The dome fogs with condensation, the outside with moisture from the room, and the inside with her slick.
Her mouth parts when I pump it again. We both watch as her lips and clit pulse up with the suction Marta’s honey begins to pool near the base of the dome, a sign that it must feel good for my human.
I lock eyes with her and hit the trigger three more times. Her shallow breaths turn into full-on panting. She bucks, her swollen cunt throbbing.
I click the trigger until the dome is nearly full before quickly releasing the suction. I throw the pump to the floor, pressing my palm against her engorged sex. The temporary effects of the pump have increased the blood flow to her cunt. It’s the most beautiful shade of pink I’ve ever seen.
“I love seeing you so swollen and sensitive. Should I let you come, or draw it out a bit longer?” I slide my middle finger between her plush folds, but don’t enter her. Her puffed lips cover my finger, and the ring of her entrance spasms, hungry for something to hold on to.
Her legs snap shut over my hand.
“What do you want, Marta?” I ask sliding my finger up and down against her entrance and clit. I’m sure that she’ll ask to come soon.
“I want… I want…” she pants.
“Do you want me to make you come?” I preen, smiling at the mewling mess I’ve made of her.
She scoots her ass further down, pressing herself against the bulge inside my trousers. I tilt my chin up and lick my lips, watching her hips press against my covered cock with hooded lids.
“I want you to fuck me, Raf’ere,” Marta says clearly.
I grab the vibrating egg from under her ass and click it on.
“You didn’t hear me,” Marta says as she sits up, bringing herself to straddle my throbbing shaft.
She loops one arm around the back of my neck and hits the auto fastener of my waistband. In a split second, she has my pants open and she’s gripping me tightly. She tilts her hips, notching the head of my dick at her entrance.
“I want you to fuck me with your cock.”
Oh goddess, do I want this. I want nothing more than to sheath myself inside of her trembling and oversensitive cunt—to fuck her into ecstasy.
But I can’t do that yet. I can’t give myself to someone who might not stay.
I pull her close and position my cock so that it rests between her swollen lips. The feeling of the slick heat that envelops me is bliss, and I pump my hips experimentally.
