Chapter 3 #3
The bench allowed for the person tied down to have their feet bound above their head, or spread out wide in a V, or looped under their ass in a butterfly position, but none of those would be comfortable for Lu at this time.
Instead, I had her knees bound to the poles, raising her legs in a wide, bent V position.
I also raised the bench so she wasn’t laying completely flat on her back.
At seven months, she was huge, and she needed all the back support I could offer her.
I started off tonight’s filming by deep throating Lu, making sure the camera caught the outline of my cock.
Yellow-ish milk ran freely from her tits.
I made no move to clean her up, wanting our audience to see the further evidence of her pregnancy.
It had surprised me the first time she leaked like that because my dumb ass had assumed breast milk was white.
Turned out that it’s not milk she was producing now, but some other calcium liquid that’s sometimes orange and sometimes yellow. Weird as fuck, but still tasty.
Even now that I moved on to her pussy, the milky liquid had trickled out of her to pool at her side on the bench.
I reached over and ran my finger through the trail before popping it into my mouth.
It wasn’t as rich as I expected when I first tried it, and a little salty, but I was still going to battle my son to get some.
Her inner muscles constricted around my dick as she moaned.
I’d been edging her for close to an hour.
Knowing Lu’s body as I did, I knew exactly when to back off and when to push without forcing her over the edge.
Tears streamed out the corner of her eyes and into her long, raven hair that was splayed out around her head, like rays from a sun.
Her heightened emotions were the cause. She was not in any physical pain.
Not only was I watching her closely for any signs of such, but so was our director.
I didn’t edge her often, loving seeing Lu lost in ecstasy too much, but tonight called for a special occasion. This was, after all, her last orgasm before she became a married woman. But I was barely hanging on by my fingertips.
“Aloiki…” My name on Lu’s lips had never sounded so fucking sexy. I felt my balls draw up at the single word. The plea, so miserable and desperate, lit my blood aflame. She was incredible, like a trussed-up gift just for me.
I decided to put both of us out of our misery. Lu wasn’t the only one I was edging tonight, and my control would not last much longer. Picking up the magic wand, I brought it to her swollen clit. Her eyes widened slightly before I turned it on.
There were few words to describe the utter bliss that passed between us.
Our bodies weren’t just connected, but synchronized, moving in a fantastic symphony.
Lu pulled on her restraints, her body twitching and spasming around mine as she screamed out her release.
The vibrations from the wand did not just affect her.
Watching her violent release, feeling it around my cock, and the pulses through the nerves in my dick had me exploding so rampantly that I thought for a moment I might pass out.
It took a long while for me to come down.
I turned off the wand, dropping it none too gently to the padded floor.
Not knowing who was doing what on this floor or for how long, we did end up going with an easily cleaned padded linoleum inside the studio.
My first priority wasn’t taking care of toys or furniture, though. It was Lu.
I rubbed my hands up and down her thighs, encouraging blood flow while checking her binds.
Her eyes were closed, her head tipped back with her mouth still open.
I watched her breathing, and though heavy, it was regular.
She just needed time to come back to herself, which I was more than willing to give her.
I wasn’t a Dom, not like Bacon or some of the actors who used my studio, but that didn’t mean aftercare was not a part of my responsibilities.
Though softening, I pumped my hips, continuing to bring forth little flutters from her. Lu moaned, her beautifully bronze skin shimmering with sweat, as I gently rubbed her clit with the pad of my thumb.
“Welcome back,” I mused, watching her closely for any signs of distress.
There were none. The smile she gave me was pure magic because it was the only sight in the world that could make my cold, unyielding heart grow like the fucking Grinch’s. Her voice was raw as she spoke, “Hey, handsome. Fancy meeting you here.”
I chuckled, because damn, I loved this wahine. Her pussy twitched around my flaccid dick. I didn’t want either of us to get sore, so I carefully extracted myself from the warm cocoon of her body. Lu made a sound of protest, but even if she could take another round, I was in no condition.
Waving the cameraman over, I took the camera from him and zoomed the lens in on my cum dripping from her gaping pussy. “Enjoy the creampie,” I told our subscribers. “It’s her last until we’re married.”