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ONE YEAR LATER
Since we moved to Bali last year, I make it a point to send my mother an email every week. Utilizing a VPN and limited details about our location, it’s one of the safest ways for us to stay in touch.
It’s probably safest for Sofia too since the idea of me being with her is still growing on my mother.
“Are you ready for me?” Sofia calls from the other room.
“Two seconds, cariño.” I hit send on my email and close the lid to my laptop before quickly ridding myself of my clothes.
“You know I don’t like when you make me wait.” She steps into the doorway of the adjoining bath, wearing nothing but stilettos, black thigh highs, and a strap-on. “Hands on the bed.”
Doing as she demands, I walk to the bed. I splay my hands across the covers and spread my feet as she walks behind me. Her fingers are immediately on the plug currently buried in my ass. She pulls it lightly, teasingly working it in and out of my ass as she drips more lube down my crack. She pulls the plug from me, and I groan.
“You sound like you’re dying to have me fuck your ass.” She slides a hand up and down my hip as she rubs the head of her silicone cock against my hole.
“Please,” I beg, and she presses the tip into me.
She takes her time working it into me and further stretching out my hole. When I become receptive of her slow, shallow thrusts, she begins to increase up her pace and depth.
“I don’t intend to be gentle with you.” She drives into me so hard I fist the sheets beneath me.
“Yes,” I moan as slams into me again.
“That’s my good boy,” she praises. “Hand on your cock, sugar. I want to watch you stroke yourself as I fill your ass.”
Fuck.
She knows I’m not going to fucking last like this.
She slides in and out of my ass as I stroke my cock in rhythm with her thrusts.
“You look so good, bent over and vulnerable for me. So ready and willing to let me have my way with you.”
Her hands slide up my spine, and she shoves me down until face is buried in the mattress. “You can take more, can’t you?”
My response is muffled by the blankets beneath my face, but she knows it’s a ‘yes.’
“I give you permission to come.” Her hands slide down my back until they’re both resting on my hips. “But when I’m done fucking your perfect ass, you’re going to let me ride that beard of yours until it’s fucking soaked with me.”
Using my hips for leverage, she takes me hard. The sound of her hips and thighs smacking against my ass fill the room as she repeated fills me.
“You look so fucking good taking this cock in your ass,” she grunts from behind me as she continues to fuck me at a punishing pace.
My balls tighten, and there is no holding back the release that is coming. “Fuuuuck, Sofia.” I fist the covers as I come against the side of the bed and over my fist.
Sofia slows behind me, providing a few slow strokes as I enjoy my moment of bliss. She pulls out of me with a gentle slap on the ass.
I’m still trying to catch my breath when I hear the strap on hit the floor. “On the bed, sugar. Your queen needs her throne.”
She climbs over my body the second my back hits the mattress, leaving her dripping pussy hovering over my face. Gripping her thighs, I pull her onto my face and groan against her, “Queens sit on their throne.”
Her thighs wedged firmly against the sides of my face, she rides over my tongue. Savoring her taste, I moan against her, and the vibrations push her over the edge. Her head falls back, and she trembles against my face as she comes.
She lifts from my mouth, but I continue to hold her tight with my grip around her thighs. I kiss along her inner thighs, and my words vibrate against her skin. “My beard isn’t soaked with you yet.”
Retaking her seat, she allows me the pleasure of making her come three more times on my tongue. Completely spent, she falls to the mattress beside me as I stroke my full beard. Every bit of it is covered in her sweet arousal, and if I’m lucky it’ll still smell like her in the morning.
Rolling onto my side, I pull her into my body and kiss along her shoulders as she nests her ass against my hips. All this time and I still can’t get over how perfectly she fits against me.
“I love you, sugar.”
“Marry me, cariño.” The words fall from my mouth. “Shit…I had a whole speech planned?—”
“Yes.” She rolls in my arms until we are face-to-face. “A million lifetimes yes.”
An eternity of her wouldn’t be enough.
