Chapter 7 Bea #2
My purse falls to the floor and my glasses begin to fog from our heavy breathing.
Large grey hands cradle my face and angle my mouth to fit perfectly against his.
My own, much smaller hands, cup the impressive length of him between us.
His moan reverberates through my throat, and I like the way it feels.
I like his moans and growls when I stroke and squeeze him.
Repositioning us, Zaxon presses down on my shoulders and I sit on the edge of his bed, which puts me directly at eye level with his cock. If I tried to fit that whole thing in mouth, it would probably choke me. Doesn’t stop me from wanting to try.
I try to reach for his zipper, but he bats my hands away.
“No, no little starfish. First, I get a taste of you. I want your cunt on my face and your arousal on my lips. I want my tongue and tail coated in your slick and to make you quake with pleasure.”
Well, who the fuck am I to argue with that?
“Slide back and lay down,” he commands, and I obey.
Scooting up the bed until my heels rest on the comforter and I lay my head on the soft bedding.
In the dim light of the apartment, only lit from the sunset and rising moon outside, I have no idea what color or pattern or material the bedding is made of.
Things I would normally inspect upon first arrival, but now couldn’t give two shits about.
He removes my shoes and places a knee between my legs forcing me to spread wide. With determined hands Zaxon pushes the hem of my dress up, up, up until it’s lifted over my breasts and tucked in my armpits and against my neck.
I opted out of a bra today, so my bare breasts and pebbling nipples are expose to the night air and his hot gaze.
He devours me with those violet eyes before leaning down to take one nipple in his mouth, sucking gently at first then harder.
Nipping at the over sensitized skin with his teeth.
My back arches and he pulls as much of my breast into his mouth as possible before removing it with a wet pop then moving on to the other.
When he’s satisfied I’m wound tight as drum and writhing with need beneath him, he releases my nipples and trails a path southbound.
Hooking his large fingers in my panties he removes them, and they’re tossed somewhere on the floor out of sight. I’ll worry about finding them later, because Zaxon’s wet mouth is covering my entire pussy, flattening his tongue against my sensitive sex and devouring me.
I scream-moan when he dips his tongue inside my entrance and I grip the base of his horns.
My legs are thrown over his shoulders as he settles in against the bed, directing all of his focus on the pleasure he’s delivering between my thighs.
I’ve never felt anything like it before.
That wide strong tongue of his licking up my center then dipping inside, fucking me like he would with his cock before pulling back out to slip up to my clit and suck.
My orgasm builds fast, and I rock my hips against his face, holding him where I want him by the base of his horns.
Silky black strands of his hair tangle in my fingers under my enthusiastic hands.
Why don’t all men have horns? It makes so much sense to have something to hold on to while they eat you out.
Like handlebars and an easy way to redirect him to where you want him. So fucking useful.
Zaxon hums against my core and removes his god like tongue from my pussy to speak.
“That’s it Starfish, come on my tongue and then I’m going to fuck you with my tail and make you come again.
” I moan, loudly and he chuckles. “You like that? I knew you wanted more of my tail, it wasn’t enough on the Ferris wheel.
Don’t worry sweetness, I’ll fuck you with my tail and make you orgasm while I jerk off over you and cover you in my cum. Does that sound good?”
“Yes,” I answer on a breathy moan. I most definitely want to watch him tail fuck me while he jerks that giant cock of his over me, see him fall apart and come all over me.
After receiving my approval, he presses his mouth back to my pussy, sealing his lips over me and plunging his tongue deep and hard. He hums and growls and the slight vibrations sends me over the edge, and I come all over his mouth just like he wanted.
My legs shake and my stomach clenches as my back arches and I grind my clit against his teeth and ride out my orgasm, not letting him back away or remove that fucking amazing tongue until the last aftershocks of my first orgasm pass.
“Mmm, fucking delicious.”
Zaxon licks his glistening lips as he backs up and stands.
Pulling down his zipper, he slips his pants off and his cock springs free, bouncing against his abs and weeping from the tip.
His cock is dark grey like the rest of him but fades to a dusky purple at the base and his large balls that are swollen and firm between his legs.
He strokes himself from root to tip and more precum leaks from the bulbous head. That’s when I notice the ridges running along the top of his shaft. I can’t get a good look at them because his hand runs up and down his massive length eagerly stroking his own arousal.
“I like it when you watch me, Bea.”
“I like watching you,” I admit.
His wings flick wide before settling back against his broad shoulders, every muscle in his body flexing as he strokes himself.
Placing himself back between my spread legs he remains kneeling over me and squeezing his cock.
His tail whips around and slithers up my leg and presses against my core like it had on the Ferris wheel, only this time there’s no light teasing.
It plunges into my wet and ready pussy, sliding in deep.
My body clenches around it and my nails dig into the blanket under me.
He's too far away for me to touch so I touch myself instead. Cupping one breast and squeezing, pinching my nipple between two fingers and his pace, both with his tail and hand on his cock, increase.
I just came but I’m already tied in a knot inside ready to snap again.
“You’re tail feels even better than your tongue.”
“Wait till you feel my cock. But that will have to be another night. Tonight, I want to watch you, for you to watch me. To see what you’ve been doing to me since the first moment I met you.”
“You’ve wanted to tail fuck me and come on me since you met me?”
Zaxon growls and instead of jerking his hand he thrusts his hips forward sliding his cock through his precum coated hand in time with his tail thrust inside me.
“Fuck yes, I have. I’ve pictured making a mess all over you. Of getting my cum on those goddamn glasses.”
Said glasses are halfway down my nose, having slipped from all the motion. I reach up with my free hand and slide them up my nose with a finger in the most seductive way I know possible. His hips thrust harder into his hand and his tail pumps deeper inside me.
“Yes. Do it then. Come all over me,” I tease.
“Oh, I plan on it.”
Picking up his pace he finds his rhythm, a rhythm I imagine slapping against my pussy and hips as his tail acts likes a surrogate cock inside me.
My breathing becomes erratic and all the body heat and sweat causes a slight damp fog to ring my glasses. But I can still see Zaxon looming over me, fucking his own hand while his strong thick tail moves in synchronicity with his movements.
“Fuck, I’m almost there,” I warn him, though he apparently didn’t need my warning because the knowing look in his eyes says he knows exactly when I’m going to come. And I can tell he’s timing his own release to mine. Fuck that’s hot.
“Almost there Starfish, I’m going to make you come and watching you orgasm is going to make me come. It’s so fucking hot to watch you come apart because of me.”
Now both his hand and hips move in an erratic rhythm, his abs and arms flexing, tightening every muscle in his body as his impending orgasm builds. Why the fuck is it so hot to watch another person’s pleasure? Watching him pleasure himself and pleasure me is so different than just being fucked.
“Oh my god, yes, right there! Fuck yes, make me come Zaxon!” I demand.
“Always.”
My body peaks and clenches, breaking and shaking with my release. My pussy pulsing tight and wet around his tail as he presses it deep inside me, forcing my orgasm to double, and me to garble out some sort of admiration.
Halfway through my orgasm Zaxon curses and his hand and hips piston until he thrusts his cock in his hand to the base and holds, fisting his steel shaft until his release spills from his tip. Jutting ropes of white cum on my stomach, breasts and yes even a few spurts on my glasses.
His growl is guttural and beastly, and because I want to feel more, I reach down and give my clit and few hard rubs to force a third orgasm out of me while I watch him shoot his massive load all over me.