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Vacation Part V


Settling her upon His lap, He makes quick work checking her over, putting salve on the red welts as needed. Standing up again, letting her slide down His body, holding her upright until she regains her balance. "Are you ready to give yourself completely to your Master?" He asks. She looks up at Him, the fires still burning bright in her eyes; she says "yes Master".

"Undress Me" He commands. She hesitates for the briefest of moments before reaching up with shaking hands to slowly begin unbuttoning His shirt. He watches her intently; smiling to Himself as a blush creeps slowly up her lovely face turning her cheeks a bright red almost the same shade as round little bottom.

Reaching His narrow waist, she glances up at Him before reaching around Him and tugging His shirt out of His shorts. Then she glides her soft hands up His firm tan chest, slowly pushing His shirt off His shoulders. She quickly catches it, carefully folding it and sitting it aside. He almost chuckles aloud, smiling to Himself over her stalling technique, but willing to give her this time to get over any shyness she might be feeling.

Turning back to Him, keeping her eyes lowered she reaches for the button at the top of His shorts. Fumbling with it she finally gets it undone, gasping softly as His zipper slides down on it's own. Blushing brighter, if that was even possible, she leans forward, slowly pushing His shorts down His narrow hips. A deep full body laugh bursts from Him when His hard cock springs free bopping her on the nose.

She sputters and almost backs away. To His pleasant surprise, she lifts her head slightly looking up at Him, her deep blue eyes sparkling with mischief, as she glides her tongue slowly around the engorged head. He groans aloud when she finally captures His hard throbbing manhood between her soft pink lips.

Kneeling before Him, she reaches up between His long muscled legs, gives His shorts a quick little tug. His shorts fall the rest of the way down to resting around His ankles. He chuckles, as He looks down at her and the devilish gleam in her bright eyes. Still kneeling before Him in all her splendor, eyes sparking, cheeks flushed, she ever so slowly, inch by incredible inch, sucks His long hard shaft deep into her hot hungry mouth.

She greedily starts sucking Him hard and fast. He reaches down, grabbing a handful of her hair, pulls her head back until she is looking up at Him. "What is the rush My little one?" He asks. She starts to answer, then realizing she still had her mouth full of Him, leans back letting His hard flesh slip from her lips. "Sorry got a bit carried away … Master" she replies. She waits until He releases His grip on her hair, smiles softly up at Him, and then glides her tongue down His throbbing length again. Keeping eye contact, she continues lower, sliding her tongue softly over His sack, realizing for the first time He is cleanly shaven.

Reaching up with her left hand, she lifts His smooth sack, teasing the underside ever so gently with her tongue, blowing softly over it. Releasing it, she sucks on His flesh, tugging gently with her lips, stretching the skin out, then sucking it gently into her mouth, her tongue dancing over His balls. All the while her hand works up and down stroking Him in a matching rhythm.

With one last tug, she lets His flesh slip from her soft lips only to be replaced with her other hand as she cups Him. Stretching up to replace her other hand with her greedy little mouth, almost in a frenzy of passionate desire, she sucks His engorged member deep into her throat, as if she is going to devour Him. Again, He takes a hold of her hair, pulling her head back slowly, bending slightly; He smiles down at her.

She stops, leaning back onto her heels, almost pouting as He slips from her lips once again, and looks up at Him. "Come" He commands. Rising slowly she follows Him back over to the trees, she bites her bottom lip thinking she is in trouble once again. She sighs softly lowering her eyes. He stops her beneath a low hanging limb. Reaching up He gives it a good hard tug making sure it is strong enough. He turns and looks at her.

"Smile my sweet, you are not in trouble again …. Yet" He says as He chuckles at the look upon her lovely face. He places His big strong hands about her waist lifting her off the ground. "Grab a hold of the branch firmly" He directs. She stretches her arms up high, grabbing onto the limb, shifting a bit to get a firm hold. He smiles lowering her some, but still supporting part of her weight.

Sliding first one hand, then the other down over her slightly rounded thighs, He brings her legs up about His hips. He leans forward nibbling her tender flesh. He flicks His tongue over and around her nipples, teasing them into hard pink beads. First one then the other, back and forth, over and over again. Moving to the outside of her right breast, He nibbles and sucks upon her flesh.

Gasping softly, feeling weak and helpless, she can do nothing but hold onto the limb. She wonders where He learned all these things He was doing to her. Then looses all capability to think, as she begins to quiver with a need for Him burning deep within her. Her inner muscles contracting upon themselves with each nibble He takes upon her soft white flesh. She moans and whimpers, a little louder as her need builds stronger and stronger.

Working His way around to the tender underside of her right breast, with deliberate intent He torments her. His hands moving to cup her still slightly red bottom, molding it into His hands. He moves to the left breast, teasing and tormenting it in the same manner. Her head falls back, as she hangs there, a quivering mass of wanton flesh burning with the need to be filled by Him. Moaning loudly now, she arches her back, rubbing herself against Him in her desperate need for Him.

He lifts her slightly, up and down slowly, rubbing her against His hardness. He smiles as He feels how wet and ready she is. He takes a step backwards, holding her firmly. Lifting her up slowly again, watching her face as He lowers her, His hard shaft parting her pink petals wide, stroking over her sensitive clit. She cries out, not in pain, but in need. "Oh please, Master," she cries.

"First I must taste what is mine," He says, as He lifts her legs higher, up over His shoulders. He takes another step back, supporting her back and round bottom with His strong arms. Lowering His head, He runs His tongue up and down the length of her slit. Parting her with His tongue, He presses His tongue flat over her clit. Moving it in slow circles, He brings her to life as she melts in His arms and mouth. He captures her tiny clit between His teeth, nibbling and tugging upon her now hard clit.

He bends lower thrusting His tongue deep within her core, devouring what is His. She cries out again, "Oo0o0o0oh Master!" Her body shaking uncontrollably as the spasms of her orgasm rocket through her. He lifts His head, stepping forward again, lowering her legs about His waist again. He cradles her in His arms, supporting most of her weight as she regains some of her strength. Softly He kisses her neck and shoulder waiting patiently until she calms back down.

He forces her to take some of her weight again as He takes one step back. He lifts her slightly, positioning her over His hard cock. Pressing His hips forward, He lowers her onto Him. He thrusts deep within her. She cries out, a mixture of pain and pleasure, as He fills her, stretching her.

He holds her still, letting her adjust to the size of Him buried so deep. He leans forward kissing her, letting her taste herself upon His lips. Thrusting His tongue into her mouth, He boldly reenacts the moment just before when He filled another part of her. Concurring her mouth as He has done with other parts of her.

As she begins to respond, deepening the kiss, He presses her harder against Him. He grabs a hold of her bottom, firmly lifting her up and down. He forces her to ride Him. To her dismay, He sets a slow even pace, refusing to go faster, not giving in to her urging Him on. Her moans of pleasure slowly turn into whimpers of need as she tries to go faster. She tries bucking wildly against Him, but He controls her movements. His hands are like bands of steel upon her controlling her every movement.

He breaks the kiss to look at her face. "Open your eyes my sweet little slut, let your Master see the desire within you" He says. She opens her eyes, as if in a daze, blinking slowly, then focusing as she looks into His eyes. He smiles satisfied. "Tell your Master what you want" He commands as He thrusts deep inside her again. Without a second of hesitation she begs "Oh please Master, please take what is Yours, I beg You Master, harder please". He smiles.



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