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“Princess.”
She doesn’t move. She’s out cold, and I know I probably shouldn’t find that a turn on, I fucking do.
I haven’t played with her unconscious body for a while.
Fuck, my dick inflates in an instant.
Jesus Christ. I’m really gonna do this, aren’t I?
She likes it. I know she does, but this time she isn’t asleep, she passed out down in the basement and hasn’t roused since.
Even as I contemplate the difference between being unconscious and asleep, I find myself freeing my cock and giving it a tight fisted pump.
What’s the worst that can happen? She wakes and punches me? It’s not like she hasn’t clocked me before, and we had the best sex after that occasion, so really, it’s a win, win.
Decision made, I shuffle her skirt down over her hips and off her legs before peeling her panties free, giving me complete access to her cunt.
She loves it when I eat her, and since she’s completely out, I want to make sure her body is primed to take me, so I lower my lips between her thighs, and set to work.
She’s dead still, my eyes remaining locked onto her face as I look up from between her legs, licking between her folds.
The more I work over her clit, the more slickness builds, and after a few minutes, she starts to stir.
I want to fuck her, but I also want to hold back, my mind racing with ways I can take advantage of her unknowing body.
I realize that thought is borderline predatory since she isn’t able to give her consent, yet I know she enjoys waking up to me doing things to her just as much as I enjoy doing it, so I glance around me, desperate to push her boundaries even more, and do things to her body that it will love, but she may balk at, at first.
My eyes land on a wine bottle, and I reach for it before I can second guess myself, giving the neck and cap a clean with the fabric of my shirt.
Shifting her slack legs a little wider, I line the tip of the bottle up with her wet opening, and slowly ease the neck in.
A faint moan floats up from her parted lips, and I grin wickedly as I start to fuck her with the bottle while my fingers circle her clit.
With each thrust, I see her cream coating the glass, and her pelvis starts to join the party as her head rolls from side to side.
“Does that feel good, Princess?” I ask, my voice husky with lust as I try to ignore how much my dick wants to replace the bottle.
“Hmmmmm.” She mumbles, slowly coming to, so I pick up the pace.
“Gray?” she whispers, her lids fluttering even as her hands come to her fabric covered tits and cup them.
“Hey, Princess. Nice of you to join the fun.”
Her eyes widen at my words as she realizes that I’ve taken advantage of her again, and her hips start to thrust, as she accepts what her body is feeling.
“What’s happening?”
Her words are breathy, her chest heaving as she glances down her body to where I’m easing the wine bottle in and out of her.
“Oh… is that?”
“Yes, Princess. I’m fucking you with a bottle, and just feel how much your body loves it.”
She nods, her mouth wide as she lets herself succumb to the pleasure.
“H-how did I get h-here?” she asks and I growl.
“Stop thinking, Princess. Just feel.”
