You smile somewhat awkwardly, unsure of what she intends. Nevertheless, you quickly strip out of your clothes, soon standing before the amazonian anthro in nothing save you birthday suit. The ebony goddess looks you up and down, spending some particular amount of time inspecting your crotch. Despite the nature of the situation, standing before this nude, beutiful woman has you raging hard.
"Hmm," she muses, slowly cupping your balls with an expert hand, fondling them expertly. "Not bad." You gasp as her fingers move to your length, raising your hands reflexively.
"Ah ah," she chides, causing you to freeze at once. "Did I tell you to move?"
"Ah, no, mistress." She smiles.
"Good boy." She releases your groin, smiling at you comfortingly. "Now, get in the shower."
You comply at once, Nightmare following you. The shower has been expanded significantly. Even with the horse-womans tremndous bulk, Nightmare and you only fill about half of the stall. The anthro reaches for the knobs, turning on a powerful jet of water from above.
"Now then, pet," she begins, pulling you close to her beneath the powerful stream of water, handing you a bar of soap. "Wash me. And make sure you do a good job, or else I'll have to punish you," she breathes, her eyes sparking and lip curling. Your hands tremble as you gently apply the soap to your new mistress. Almost the moment you begin, your fear gives way to marvel. You knew Nightmare was a muscular woman, but you never realized to what extent. Everywhere your hands travelled were toned and defined ripling muscles. Not an ounce of fat to be found. You fingers explore the biceps of her arms, the steely strength of her calves, no matter where you touch her body seems to swell with strength.
You're not the only one enjoying the shower. Nightmare smiles down at you throughout, her eyes burning with desire as she feels your hands gently explore her muscular, black form. You reach her breasts, and glance up at her face for permission.
The anthro smiles. "Go on pet, feel them." You comply, fingers trailing along the globes of her breasts in awe. Though softer than the rest of her, they are still undeniably firm. As you touch and fondle, you finall reach the pierced flesh of her nipples, the nubs standing fully erect, betraying Nightmare's arousal. As your fingers brush over them, the ebony amazon gasps slightly in pleasure. Hearing it, you smile and return there often as you wash her breasts, teasing her nipples and enjoying how she gazes at you with such fire.
Her hands suddenly grab your shoulders, gripping them almsot to the point of pain. "Okay pet, I think you're just about done up here. But, you missed a couple of spots." She slowly applies pressure to your shoulders, dominating you and forcing you to your knees, face directly before her trimmed pussy. You look up at her, and she smiles back. "Use your tongue, pet," she says, pushing your face insistantly into her folds.
You hadn't realized due to the water from the shower, but she was soaking in her own juices, her pink pussy, standing starkly out from the black hair all over her body, wept in arousal as she pushed your face home. You inhale deeply, a sweet, cloying ad arousing scent assailing your senses. You immediately begin to ply yourself with alarcity to the gift of pleasuring her, making your mistress gasp and groan with pleasure.
"Ah! Yes pet, right there. Lick it. Harder. Harder! Oooooh, yes. Right there! Ah, you've had some unh, practice," she praises between her gasps and moans. You nod your head, never once moving from your task. Her juices taste strong, but not unpleasant. In fact, you're beginning to enjoy her flavour. Nightmare slowly begins to grind her hips, humping your face while her fingers grip your hair tightly.
It doesn't take long, and though you know it prideful you like to think it's because of you, but soon her pussy clenches tightly, a deep groan of plesure coming from the goddess above as her juices coat your face. You lick and suck throughout her orgasm, trying to prolong her pleasure for as long as you can. At last, her orgasm fades, juices falling to a trickle. You feel her hands pull you slowly out. She meets your eyes with a smile of satisfaction.
"Good job pet. I haven't been cleaned that well in a very, very, long time," she laughs.
You smile, still feeling her thick juices upon your face. "Thank you, mistress."
"But," she continues with a smirk, "you still missed a spot." At your confused look she merely slowly turns around, presenting the firm globes of her ebony ass for your enjoyment. "Now then, get to cleaning, pet."
Though you've never eaten out someone's ass, you decide if you're ever going to break your anal cherry, Nightmare would be the one to do it. You reach forward, gently moving her tail and parting her ass cheeks to glimpse her puckered hole. Though at first you were hesitant, you find yourself actually looking forward to this. Her ass has a thick, earthy scent as you lean forward, you tongue slowly rimming the muscles while her short black fur tickles your face pleasantly.
Nightmare gasps. Reaching back, she slowly parts her ass cheeks more for your questing tongue. Licking diligently, you coax your way past the ring of muscles, tongue dipping deeply into you mistress. You immediately begin plunging your tongue ina nd out of her ass, tongue-fucking her eagerly. Taking your time, you learn what she enjoys and does not by the way her ass clenches, and the groans that betray her pleasure, soon establishing a steady rhythm of tonguing her.
After some time of this you hear hear the shower turn off. Nightmare pulls you out of her ebony ass, turning around and picking your wet and nude form up bridal style once more.
"Okay pet," she begins, staring into your eyes with burnign desire, "enough foreplay. It's time to get to the real fucking." |