"Well, my little slut and I will have to get dressed then," you exclaim while taking Erica by the waist and lifting her off your lap, eliciting a surprised yet playful screech from your toy. Although you originally intended to put her back on the floor immediately, you're taken aback by how easy it is to carry her and how incredibly light she feels, impulsively deciding to hoist her onto your shoulder while standing up and holding her safely in place with a hand firmly pressed on her butt. While you can safely say you've never picked her up like this before, you know without a doubt that she should definitely feel heavier given how curvaceously thick her body is. The only plausible explanation behind the ease of carrying her is left to your own power. You haven't really worked out or done any strength training lately, though, so it's certainly a mystery to say the least. However, her playful squealing and squirming is preventing you from trying to figure that out, so you decide that you can think about that later. For now, you give her a fat smooch on her cheek which is conveniently located right beside your face, bringing an abrupt end to her shenanigans and causing her to smile with a cute blush.
Acting as if what you just did was the most natural thing in the world, you turn towards Erica's bedroom while smiling at the shocked expressions of your best friend and his wife. Before passing the corner to the bedrooms, you twist your head around to look into Amy's formerly brilliant blue eyes—they are now thoroughly glazed with unprecedented arousal—and you note the way her thighs are tightly pressed against each other. "We shouldn't need long to get dressed," you declare with a wink and a sounding clap on your luggage's rear cheek. "I'll do my best to avoid any unnecessary distractions," you add before continuing on your way, but not without catching a glimpse of Amy hurriedly jumping up from the couch to run into the restroom, slamming the door shut in her haste. It seems like she is really quite eager to get to the main course. Unfortunately for her, the appetizer comes first.
Entering Erica's room, you drop her carefully on the bed and proceed to kneel on the floor between her legs, discarding your shirt in the same motion. Holding her knees apart with your arms, you softly kiss her inner thighs, alternating between the left and right one while slowly working upwards. With every kiss, she gifts you a small moan of approval, letting you know that she's got no issues with whatever you're planning. The closer you come to her glistening slit, the more her moaning intensifies, desperately excited for what's to come. A gentle "shush" between thigh kisses keeps her from giving voice to her rising need and a stern look forces her hands to retreat from your head, bringing an end to her attempts at guiding your journey. Having wordlessly reminded her of your respective positions, you begin kissing all around her nether lips without ever touching them, every bit of contact bringing out a full-body shiver from your victim until you resume your way upwards in a zigzag motion. Stopping at her belly button, you give it a lick before resuming up the path to her beautiful breasts, causing her to release a sudden giggle of arousal that she is quick to stifle with her hands.
You pause at the bottom of her glorious mounds to stand up and arrange her further up on the bed, allowing you to enjoy your next actions in a more comfortable position. She gives you an adorable warmhearted smile as you adjust her—her gentle eyes of jade green openly welcome everything you do, never doubting your intentions or thinking twice about you. Staring her in the eye for a moment, you're struck by just how beautiful your cousin really is. It was something you always knew, but being this close and personal with her and doing these things has really made you realize how remarkable she is.
Returning to your work, you start licking her left breast with a spiraling motion while pecking slowly towards the nipple, carefully biting it on arrival. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see her biting her lip as her chest rises and falls faster with her quickened breathing—she obviously wants to let you know of her approval through her voice, but since you've told her to keep quiet, she's doing her very best to not let even a single peep fly out from her lips. The look on her face as she tries to fight back against the unbelievable pleasure you're bestowing her is something so insanely hot that you can feel your member twitching in response to seeing it. You mirror your actions on her right breast and then begin the last stage of your tour d'Erica from between her cleavage to her neck.
You hesitate at her mouth, instead drawing your head back and grabbing her chin with your right hand as she tries to close the distance. "You're ridiculously horny, aren't you?" you ask your feverish sex slave despite knowing the answer all too well, having just brought on this desperate condition yourself. You receive only a shy nod from her as an answer as she continues to bite down on her lip, wanting nothing more than to speak to you but obediently following your commands like a good toy. "I bet it won't take any effort at all to make you go off like a firework show on the 4th of July."
The shaken head, bitten lip, and shiver would each have been sufficient on their own, but seeing all three combined makes the current state of your exclusive whore even more satisfying to observe. "I want you to carefully remember how aroused you are right now, how much you're dying to have me inside of you, how eager you are to service me and make us both feel good—you are to return to this state at a moment's notice whenever the two of us are in any kind of sexual situation. Although your orgasms may work some of this horniness off, it can only completely diminish after making me cum. That in mind, when in this state, the thing you want most is my cum. Either on you, in you, or both—it doesn't matter. You just want it...badly. You have an intense thirst for my cum that's almost impossible to quench and would love nothing more than to see me drop every last drop of it on you or in you. Do you understand?"
She gives you a responsive nod, the glimmer in her eyes and licking of her lips making it clear that she's already under the effects of the new standards which you've just set for her. She may not be speaking, but if you could read her mind, there's no doubt that all you'd see running through her head would be the lustful desire to satisfy you and the primal, insatiable hunger for your cum.
You interrupt her nodding head by putting your mouth on hers and pulling her into a tight hug, suppressing her outcry with your tongue and feeling her reactive convulsions shake both your bodies as her voluminous breasts press up against you. The long foreplay and this display of your power over her have brought you close to the edge yourself—so close, in fact, that even with your newly increased stamina, you won't last long. Although you didn't plan to take things this far, you act impulsively in the heat of the moment and decide to let your friends wait a little longer, pulling your pants down as you disentangle yourself from your panting slut.
The moment you start rearranging the two of you for optimal penetration, Erica's eyes spring open with renewed need, but also with an incredible focus you would never have expected from the seemingly completely spent girl. As you place your raging hard-on at her opening while kneeling above her, she embraces you in an effort to get as close to you as possible and tries to draw you in by locking her legs around your waist. To better control the motion of your joining, you break her pre-emptive embrace and place your hands at her hips, pushing into her with an urgent yet controlled thrust as you lock eyes with her. Your booming entrance into her tight slit is aided by the lubrication caused by her anticipation for this moment along with an apparent earlier orgasm of hers that you must have missed. Drawing back a few inches, you thrust again with a little more force, her eyes and smile widening in pleasure and her walls contract rhythmically around you as your hips meet hers. The earlier explosion must have robbed her of her voice as you witness another silent orgasm only a few strokes later, the combined pleasure of her heat, tightness and contractions bringing you closer and closer to the point of no return. It only takes a few more moments before the critical finish finally arrives—one of the greatest orgasms in your life occurs as you splurge an obscene amount of semen into Erica, experiencing mind-numbingly pleasing shot after shot and releasing thick waves of white into her body that you would have surely thought impossible before having your sexual parameters and performance buffed by the disembodied voice. Alongside your release, Erica's entire body jolts and quakes with tremors of sexual nirvana as she experiences an orgasm that was no doubt her greatest ever as well, her smile and eyes shining with sex-crazed satisfaction and joy in reaction to you ejecting such a ridiculous amount of your cum inside of her. After hearing what you just told her, she must be experiencing more pleasure than she ever has before in her life with all of your creamy juices sloshing around within her womb.
Both of you rest side-by-side in a post-orgasmic bliss for a minute or so afterwards as she slowly runs her hands through your hair. Looking at you with a smile and expression of genuine contentment and utmost satisfaction as she takes slow, deep breaths of recovery, it's easy to see that she couldn't be happier with what just happened. You're unsure if it's due to your previous command or if she simply doesn't have the energy to do so after the intense release she just had, but she gives you no words as she lovingly caresses you during this respite—she simply looks at you with steadfast eyes and an unbroken smile, truly overjoyed with the position you've put her in and thinking nothing wrong with any of it.
As much as you would love to remain here with this perfect being who now lives to serve you for moments like the one you both just experienced, you decide that it's high time to get moving. You maneuver Erica's very spent body to the bathroom between your rooms, dragging her into the shower with you and beginning the process of hurriedly bringing her back to the world of the living and cleaning off both of you.
A hasted toweling later you jump into a pair of slacks and a polo shirt, returning to the guest room with your socks in hand and putting them on while watching Erica button up her blouse, her still naked ass deliciously seductive. While quickly selecting wardrobe, she had asked you if it would be alright to go out with just a top. While you did tell her to be naked whenever going out with you, the image and idea of her being bottomless and everyone thinking nothing abnormal or strange of it once her situation was explained was something that fascinated you. On top of that, there was an incredibly immense sexual appeal to a woman having nothing equipped below the waist.
Fighting off the onslaught of naughty thoughts triggered by the visual of your cousin being casually bottomless, you instead just give her a peck on the cheek while leaning in close to her ear. "That was only a taste for what we'll do tonight," you whisper to her in a low tone, causing an excited shiver to run down her spine. "If you're really good to Craig today, I'll have a very special surprise for you."
If she wasn't already determined to be the best slut for Craig possible, she sure as hell was now—the burning fire of passion in her eyes as she nodded to you was brimming with powerful self-confidence.
Leaving the room ahead of Erica to inform Craig and Amy that she would be ready in just a moment, you find them excitedly making out on the couch, making the most out of the last few moments they had together for the day as you did with Erica. Not noticing your presence at first, you give them a subtle cough to clue them in on your arrival, breaking them apart and causing them to look at you in surprise. Amy rushes to the restroom again with an embarrassed smile as Craig gives you a simple shrug to which you reply with an understanding nod.
As Amy fixes herself up one last time in the bathroom, Erica comes out of the room, dressed in nothing but a cute green shirt that matches her eyes perfectly. Craig can only smile with joy upon seeing her bottomless, making it very apparent that he approves of this choice as well. Erica is quick to catch wind of his ogling and playfully teases him by approaching the coffee table and getting on the floor, briefly pretending to look for something under the table and giving him an unimpeded view of her magnificent behind. She laughs as she stands up a few seconds later, looking to him with a playful grin. She's obviously excited herself to make him feel good—all to have you again later tonight.
Make-up reapplied and ready to go, Amy leaves the bathroom and approaches you all in the living room again with a smile. She gives Erica a quick nod of approval as she glances at her. "I love that shirt!" she openly comments, thinking nothing of the fact that her lower body was completely exposed after being informed of her new living conditions. The thought that other people would react with the same casual acceptance and understanding after any due explanation was uplifting to you.
Opening the door for your friends and cousin, you all make your way outside and towards the downstairs parking lot, approaching Craig's car to begin your brunch meet. |