Father
Alas, father... //////// How utterly inexpressible is the tight, plump buttock flesh that so tenderly enfolds my cock, how impossible to describe. It surpasses even the pleasures of the past. Stronger than her lips and hands, it delivers a sensation far more intense. Ah! No sliver of space is granted. It feels as if we have become perfectly one. As if I might melt away and seep completely into her depths. I am her prisoner. My breath grows ragged of its own accord. How long has it been since I came? It feels as if another climax is already upon me. I endure the tingling by sheer force of will, meeting her gaze. Our foreheads press together, our noses playfully rub. Our breaths mingle and ignite fresh waves of excitement. Soon, as though each is looking into the other, our lips fuse as one. Her hands reach the full, heavy weight of her breasts. Each time she eases her pressure, the soft flesh yields, only to spring back with maddening elasticity the moment she relaxes. Addictive. Endless softness and resilience, the weighty fullness of it. Tongues entwine, heightening the torment. Ah! My cock begins to twitch and pulse inside her. At the same time her slick walls clench tighter around me, as if trying to crush me. “Ha… ha…” Our breaths merge. Growing faster. In this overwhelming ecstasy, reason slips further away. Thrilling waves crash over me, leaving no chance to hold my mind together. Even now yang energy is slowly being drained from me.
Her depths are like an ocean, receiving everything and yet holding me so gently. Like a mother. In her warm, protective embrace she soothes the lonely child who has lost his way. Now she alone is my family, my mother, my friend. I press closer to her like a frightened child, one hand still gripping her breast as always, the other clutching the smooth, resilient curve of her thigh and hip. “Move slowly…” she whispers. No, it is not a request but a command. Yet I cannot refuse. Panting, I thrust my hips, savoring every inch of her inner heat. The thick, fleshy folds of her inner walls massage my cock, their shape pressing firmly against my sensitive skin. Ah! Her warmth grows deeper. With each movement her flushed juices spill over. My cock plunges into her folds, stirring shamelessly. “Ah… aaaaaa…” Her moan rises from her lips. The wet, rhythmic sound of flesh meeting flesh adds its own harmony. Ah! My body burns hotter. I can no longer control it. We hunger for each other with growing madness. The explosion of desire cannot be contained. I will explode right here. My body moves on pure instinct. Thud! Thud! Thud! The rough slap of skin on skin grows harsher. Ah! Again and again… the pace becomes wilder, driving us toward the brink. “Harder… harder! Hah! Hahh!” she cries. Following her lewd command, I lose myself. I slam deeper, rougher, fiercer. I ravage her most intimate places. Juices gush like a broken dam. Finally, after so short a time… “Hahh!!” We both reach climax at the same moment. Ah! Bliss cascades over me like warm rain. My rigid body relaxes with a soft thud. Inside her womb I pour every drop of my thick seed.
Yet regaining my senses takes time. Each time I lose control like this, the beast slumbering inside me awakens and whispers that it will never be satisfied until it devours the woman before me. Taming that beast is no simple task. I have no desire to try anyway. We switch positions again and again, relishing each other, craving even sharper pleasure. We become animals. This too is addictive. Hypnotic. I cannot tear my eyes from the smooth line of her back as she lies beneath me. Sweat beads roll across her flawless skin, collecting in the hollow of her spine like tiny rivers. As thirsty as a starving beast, I bury my lips against her. Salty droplets cling to my tongue and I swallow. Ah! Like seawater. The salty taste awakens the thirst again and again. I cannot stop even knowing it. It feels exactly like this ecstasy. I bite my lip and thrust once more. “Ah!” A faint metallic note slips into her cry. Her sensual body writhes like a creature lost in lust. Her soaked folds cling desperately to my cock, refusing to release me. When we switch again the pleasure feels brand new, and my body struggles to obey. Ah! Still burning. Shivers refuse to cease. I feel as if I will melt completely. The feeling of being one with her is overwhelming. I grip her narrow waist and arch my back once more, studying the way her hips sway like wanton flesh, then drive in again. Thud! Thud! Thud… The harsh rhythm restarts. Sharp cries slip through the spaces between us. Ah… ahh… The sound of an aroused female in heat. That melody shakes my sanity. I cannot tame the surge of heat in my chest. I squeeze her plump ass. The piston-like motion inside her grows even wilder. Soon I will hit the limit again. Ah… aaaaa… My own ragged breaths grow louder. And finally… “Hahh!!” She reaches climax first. At the same moment her walls clamp down with ferocious strength. Ah! The tight grip pushes me over. “Haa… hah…” I swallow hard, overwhelmed by the unstoppable climax. After that we never stop. We enjoy it even while standing, pressed against the wall. Her right leg wraps around my waist. I clamp her smooth thigh as though I might suffocate and drive my cock deep into her folds while leaning against the wall. Each thrust makes thick strands of my cum stretch like spider silk between us. I do not care. Soon I bury my face in her full breasts. Ah! The scent still drives me mad. How intoxicating. Like a newborn, I suckle her hardened little nipple, rolling my tongue around it, adding more stimulation. “Ah… aaaaaa!” Her moans rise again, but soon her voice cracks and breaks. After several more times I feel her muscles lock tight. Her plump buttocks clench around my cock even tighter. I can endure no longer. No reason to. “Hahhh!” Again and again we crest. In the haze of bliss we soothe our loneliness while feeling each other. My body is utterly spent. I cannot even harden again. My mind grows hazy. On the bed, limbs heavy, I simply stare at the ceiling. It takes time for the crushing fatigue to fade. At first I thought it was only the emptiness that follows intense pleasure. But I knew better. It was the aftershock. The void left by the yang energy she had drained from me. The lingering emptiness of being bled dry. In moments like this I snap to my senses more sharply than ever. I realize once more that this is no mere act. It is blood-sucking. Like a leech, she uses pleasure as bait to devour my vitality. A vampire in human form. Thanks to her, I wear a satisfied smile. She seems content, almost younger than before, glowing with vitality. She still gazes at me with that greedy hunger while I lie broken. Then she leans in, gently kisses my lips, and rests her head on my chest.