Page 64 of Bernadette


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“Your clit’s turning red and plump, girl. Just the way it should be.”

He was looking at her. He saw her aroused and eager for his continued attentions. Bernadette gripped the sheets, clawing the fabric into balls within her fists.

He spanked her ass again, harder and longer. Then he claimed her wetness, his licks languorous and thorough.

Three smacks to her pussy. She seized, on the cusp of orgasm. His chuckle reached her through the roaring in her ears.

“If you asked me to clan you based on sex alone, there’d be no question the answer would be yes.” He set about spanking her again. When she was wet to his liking once more, he spread it over her clit. For a time, he concentrated his energies there, stroking the shaft like a tiny penis, licking it, sucking it, then swatting it until she was in a frenzy to climax.

“May I, Dramok? May I come for you?” she whimpered.

“Eventually.” There was mocking laughter in his voice, telling her how delighted he was to be in control over her pleasure. He sounded happy for a change, and she wished he could always be so.

Maybe I can give that to him. He just has to let me.

He released her, and his expression was exultant. “For now, you’ll kneel and suck my cocks, as a good girl should.”

He was demanding but courteous, helping her to the smooth tiled floor. He even folded his trousers for her to have a more comfortable cushion on which to kneel. Controlling but chivalrous, Tumsa as a lover was a revelation.

When she was in position before him, he smoothed her hair from her face and held it back so he could watch.

“How deep can you take me?”

Like Doljen and Hal, he was generously endowed. Fortunately, Bernadette was a firm subscriber to the belief “practice makes perfect.”

“Whatever you wish of me, Dramok. Doljen taught me.”

A flash of pain preceded Tumsa’s smile. “Of course he did. My secondary first, girl. Suck me.”

She went to work on him with a will, encouraged by his avid gaze as she did so. She imagined what he saw: her compliantat his feet, his larger glistening cock held out of the way as she wrapped her lips around the smaller. Watching as she swallowed his shaft, her throat convulsing on the choking length.

“Good girl. Good, good girl,” he groaned, his lengths twitching in her hand and mouth.

He let her set the pace at first, content to receive her care. Then his grip on her head tightened, and he took control, fucking her mouth slowly, deliberately. Her eyes rolled upward to find him staring, and her pussy spasmed at his burning gaze. He slid his smaller cock free.

“Now the other.”

As soon as she enclosed the tip with its pearl of pre-cum in her mouth, he again assumed dominion. His groin rocked against her lips as he fed her his cock, his chest rising and falling with increasing excitement as he witnessed her obedience to his will. She moved her fist over his secondary in rhythm with his thrusts. A shudder ran through the length of his body, and his primary spat more pre-cum on her tongue.

“Amazing that such a strong woman can give herself so completely,” he said. “Or is it just a ruse to convince me to do as you want? What would Doljen or Halmiko tell me if I were to ask them? Is this who you are?”

She was unable to answer, but she lowered her gaze submissively and concentrated on showing him that yes, when it came to sex, she was dedicated to surrender.

He answered his own question when he pulled loose and swept her up in his arms to deposit her on the bed again. He pushed her legs apart and stared at her pussy.

“Wetter than before. This gets you off,” he muttered. “Ancestors save me, woman. You’re an absolute treasure.”

Keeping her legs apart, he crawled up to kneel on the bed between them. His cocks waved over her sex, glistening withtheir own juices, veins standing out on the brown skin. He looked from her pussy to her face.

“I wish I could make this last longer. Don’t judge me too harshly. I haven’t been with anyone in years. Even if I had, you’d drive me absolutely insane. You’re perfect.”

Bernadette couldn’t help a surge of pride that he found her exciting. As for his worry he’d come too quickly… “I’ve been on the verge for ages. Your stare is so intense.”

A grin ghosted over his lips. “You’re an exhibitionist? You just get better and better. Put me where I belong, Matara.”

She grasped his twin sexes and brought them to her pussy and ass. His hips lowered toward hers, his stare riveting on their joining.

He took her with excruciating slowness, watching himself invade her. She watched too, mesmerized by the sight and feeling of his flesh piercing hers. The sweet ache translated to rapture. He filled her inexorably, his thickness creating incredible friction within. She was seized by heat, exaltation, and inescapable passion. Her pussy convulsed, though he wasn’t halfway inside her yet.

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