Ibis, Leviathan Laroche [top android ebook reader TXT] 📗

droves onto the screen. It was one of the most relaxing moments I had ever had in my life—there was only the sound of my keyboard, the rain outside, and small, wet sounds and moans coming from under the desk. Minutes before, Zoe had been fucking my cock with her throat, but now she was making love to it with her mouth.

She would place her tongue against the bottom of my shaft and run it up slowly, all the way up to the head. Zoe repeated that gesture multiple times, licking my cock from every possible angle. Then she placed her lips against the side of my shaft and kissed it lovingly by smacking her lips. The slut took my cock in her mouth and sucked it so slowly that it felt more like she was tasting a five-star meal. I felt her mouth getting slightly excited again, and her moans growing louder.

"Shhh, keep quiet," I reminded her. "It's ok Zoe, you can calm down. Be a good girl, keep sucking like a good girl." She responded to my words with serene moans. "My cock is going nowhere, alright Zoe? Don't you worry, it's going nowhere. You can calm down."

"Mmmmhhhh...." She kept on worshipping my cock.

"That's it, good girl. I'm not leaving you girl, don't worry. You're gonna get all my cum in your mouth, I promise. You don't need to worry, you're gonna get all of it."

Eventually, 9PM came. I quickly spellchecked the article, and finally I sent it to my boss, sinking into my seat with a sigh of relief. A moment later, I was unloading quantities of cum that I didn't know I had down into the slut's throat. She giggled like a maniac as it entered her mouth, gulping and slurping all of it down. The wet sounds and the moans stopped, and I looked under the desk.

Zoe's smile was the most genuine I had ever seen in my life. She looked up at me with stars in her eyes.

"Enjoyed your treat?" I said.

She nodded, closing her eyes and rubbing her face against my cock. "Thank you so much Jake."

Before I could comment on how her thanking me was absurd, I saw her eyes well up. She made a few sobs as tears fell.

"Are you ok?" I asked, concerned.

"Jake, I'm feeling amazing!" she sighed with tears in her eyes. She spoke with genuine emotion in the voice. "I haven't had that for three weeks; I was going crazy..." Zoe was obviously crying with relief. "There was just so much stress these last weeks, and my boyfriend wasn't around." She rubbed her face against my cock with her eyes closed—rubbing it like it was the most comforting thing in the world. "I can deal with all the shit life throws at me, I really do. But sometimes it's tiring to be strong. And with this..." she wrapped her lips around my cock and gave it a good suck. "Mwah. With this I can turn my mind blank. I can forget about all my problems and let someone take charge of me." She looked up at me and gave my cock a loving smooch. "Thank you so, so, so much Jake."

"You're welcome, Zoe." It felt absurd to say that when I had been the one getting blown, but Zoe was clearly the one who had gained the most enjoyment out of it. She was right: things went HER way. She had pulled the strings and made everything happen the way she wanted. She had wanted submission, and she had managed to guide me into dominating her. My outsider perspective on BDSM was broadened with this incredible revelation: submissives are just as powerful as the dominants they kneel before, if not more.

"Jake?"

"Yeah?"

"I know you just came, but... Can I please keep sucking?"

I had had my satisfaction, and in all honesty, if it had been my call completely, I would have said no. But this wasn't about me, nor about my pleasure. It was about Zoe's, and she deserved that comfort she needed. I smiled, put my hand on her head and pushed her down on my cock. She closed her eyes and went back to moaning quietly with me in her mouth.

It was a pretty sweet evening. Momma

Do you want me to take advantage of you?

Yes ma'am.

Do you want me to hurt you?

[He hesitates.]

...yes ma'am.

On your knees, then.

[He falls to his knees, his eyes veiled with desperation.]

Look down.

Okay.

Yes ma'am.

Yes ma'am.

[She takes a sip of wine. Stands up, setting her glass on the side table. Her satin robe opens slightly as the deep plum-colored fabric makes waves with each movement.]

[She steps toward the boy...barely a college freshman, he was clearly nervous.]

[She runs her fingers through his hair in one swift motion...forehead to crown.]

[He takes a deep breath. He doesn't move.]

Please.

Please what?

[He is silent.]

[She circles him one complete turn, before standing in front of him again. She opens her robe completely and lets it fall to ground.]

[He takes a deep breath. He doesn't move.]

[She runs her fingers through his hair again. One. Swift. Motion.]

[She trails the tips of her fingers behind his ear, along his jawline, and under his chin.]

[He looks up.]

[Her breasts are exposed. A black lacy panty hugs her hips and covers her secret place.]

[He takes a deep breath. He doesn't move.]

Please.

_______

Suck.

[He takes her finger between his lips and circles the tip with his tongue. She pushes her finger in further. He sucks harder, closing his lips tighter.]

[She takes her finger out, glistening with fresh saliva.]

[She leans back and puts her hand in her black lacy panty and slides the wet finger in her secret place.]

[He takes a deep breath. He doesn't move.]

[She opens her legs slightly more. Her sight makes the young boy tremble. But her sound makes the young boy hard.]

[The sole of her left foot rests on his right shoulder, while her right foot is on the ground. Her left hand grips the leash as her right hand moves furiously around her secret place.]

Please.

[His hardness makes him breathe harder, though he dares not move.]

[She pulls the leash and lays her head on the back of the couch. Her eyes close as she lets out a loud, breathy moan and her hand slips out her secret place.]

[She leans forward, her eyes piercing through his familiar veil of desperation.]

Suck.

[He takes her finger between his lips...]

_______

[Leaning her head back and draping her arms over the arm of the sofa, she takes the leash between her teeth.]

[He, on all fours and his torso between her knees, awaits her instructions.]

[She lets the leash fall from her mouth and over her shoulder.]

Undress me.

Yes ma'am.

But do not touch me.

Yes ma'am.

[He takes the black lacy panty in between the tips of his fingernails. He slides them over her buttocks, down her thighs, over her knees and past her ankles. He lets them fall to the floor in front of the sofa.]

[He gets back on all fours.]

[She runs her fingertips over his lips...top, then bottom, then top again.]

Are you hungry?

Yes ma'am.

Would you like something to eat?

Yes ma'am.

Shall I feed you?

Yes ma'am.

[She sticks a finger in her secret place, then back out. She runs the finger over his lips...top, then bottom, then top again.]

_______

Good boy.

[She takes his hair in her hand and grips it hard.]

[His mouth full, he lets out a loud moan. The sound sends vibrations to her secret place and makes her thighs tremble harder.]

[He digs his fingers into her hips and sticks his tongue in and out. The taste makes his mouth water and sends a trail of saliva down the curve of her buttocks.]

[He moans. Her thighs tremble.]

Almost there.

[She throws her head back and rolls her eyes in the same direction.]

[He flicks his tongue furiously over her clit: left to right and around...left to right and around...left to right and around...]

Fuck.

[She shakes...then she pours.]

Thank you ma'am.

_______

[She ties the end of the leash around his wrists, then drapes them over the arm of the sofa.]

Do you want me to take advantage of you?

Yes ma'am.

[He takes a deep breath. He doesn't move.]

[She is on all fours over him, his hips between her knees.]

[She runs her finger gently over his forehead, past his nose, then past his lips. She trails the tip of her index finger from behind his left ear, along his jawline, then down his neck and over his Adam's apple. She then wraps her whole hand around his neck and slightly squeezes.]

[He whimpers.]

Shhh.

[She purses her lips together then gives him a peck on his parted mouth.]

[She moves her face slight centimeters away from his, their noses almost touching.]

[She squeezes harder. She stares in his eyes...he doesn't make a sound.]

Good boy.

[She releases her grip and places the palm of her hand on his chest.]

[She runs her hand over his right shoulder, then his left shoulder.]

[She runs her had down from his left shoulder until her thumb reaches his left nipple.]

[She bites her bottom lip as she takes the nipple between her index finger and her thumb. She rubs her two fingers back and forth...the nipple between them.]

[She looks at his face, then back at his chest.]

[She leans forward and covers the nipple with her mouth. She runs the tip of her tongue around it over and over again...until finally letting rest on his nipple.]

[She flicks her tongue back and forth and around again.]

[His chest rises and lowers as his breathing becomes louder.]

[She takes her tongue across his chest to the right nipple.]

[He lets out an excited gasp.]

Shhh.

_______

[He whimpers again.]

[Her left hand is gripped tightly around his neck.]

[She squeezes a second time as her nose touches his abdomen.]

[The tip of his cock is now deep in her throat and her jaw aches with each movement...but she refuses to stop.]

[She takes her hand from around his neck and wraps the leash around her wrist twice before taking it in the palm of her hand.]

[The feel of the leather in her hand turns her on...and makes her suck harder.]

[He jerks his upper body up as she wraps her lips tighter and slowly slides her mouth up his shaft.]

[She leaves a trail of saliva to slide down and onto his pubic hair as she releases his cock from her mouth.]

[She lifts up and straightens her back. She continues to look at his hardness before taking it gently in her right hand.]

[He whimpers again.]

_______

Don't touch me.

[He lays his head on the back of the sofa but keeps his eyes focused on her. His hands rest at his side as she straddles him.]

[She wraps the leash around and around her left wrist until only a short section remains between her hand and his neck.]

[She takes his wood in her other hand and rubs her thumb over the tip until precum starts to ooze.]

[When his cock is nice and wet with precum, she pulls it to her secret place. She glides the tip against her clit...back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.]

[She inches it closer to the hollow of her secret place.]

Please.

Shhh.

[She moves her face closer to his...their noses touching. She runs the tip or tongue over his lips...top then bottom, then top again.]

[He parts his lips wider and leans forward.]

[She moves away, straightens her back and