The Dom Slow & Sensual

The Dome, Slow and Sensual, August 20, 23 May I join you? The shower curtain was pulled back, and this handsome chiseled face peeked around, complete with a boyish grin. My heart skipped a beat as cool rivulets of water darted from the shower head, striking between my breasts and running in rivulets down my abdomen and over my legs to pool at my bare feet. We arrived at my home almost simultaneously, me from work and him from the capital. After eager kisses, I had excused myself to rinse away the heat and stress of the day while he settled in. Now the exquisite demigod wanted to join me. My inner goddess lit up, adding a jolt of adrenaline to my drained mental state and weary body. Stepping into the garden tub, his massive frame towered over me as I rose on tiptoe to kiss him, compressing my hot-butt body against his cool, muscular flesh. My hands cupped the back of the demigod's head while his arms wrapped around my narrow waist, delighting in my petiteness. The water now pattered on my lower back, offering a refreshing contrast to the growing fire and pressure between us. Sheltered with the demigod within the confines of the shower, I felt shrouded from the world, my troubles washing down the drain as I focused on his firm, exploratory touch. With careful insistence, the demigod rotated my hips and pulled them against him until the water was once more streaming down my breasts. I sighed as the crown of my head tilted back to rest on his broad chest. His fingers slid to my slick goddess and greeted my pearl. My inner goddess was in heaven. When was the last time we had shared a shower with a god? We could not recall. It did not matter. We were there now. The demigod kept his movements a slow swirl, not enough to elicit an orgasm, more like a tempting appetizer for the slow, sensual seduction to come. I reached behind me and grasped the eager girth pressing against my derriere. The demigod shifted to the side, giving me unlimited access to continue stroking his entire length and weighty jewels. My inner goddess was in danger of slipping down the drain as she liquefied in his powerful hold. Come. He breathed into my ear. I want to take this to the bed and enjoy your body. I leisurely dried off, appreciating the feel of the plush fabric on my tingling skin as the naked demigod lounged on my snowy comforter, watching the towel rubbing across my body. My inner goddess wondered how we got to be so lucky. He was absolutely breathtaking. Minute water droplets glimmering off his long, lean body in the late afternoon sunlight. I gave up drying off. I wanted him, I wanted to be close, to melt into his embrace once more and take his erect mass between my lips. Dropping my towel on the floor, I bounded to the bed like a greedy bunny. The demigod opened his arms to receive me, but I surprised him. My path was directed lower, much lower. I inhaled his fresh, familiar scent as my tongue wrapped around the length of his glory. I missed him more than I cared to admit and would never voice to him. Comfort of his body, his fingers caressing my sapphire curls away from my cheekbone, made unexpected feelings swirl in translucent colors about my heart. Well, you're going to do that, the demigod grinned, breaking me from my reverie. It's only fair that I reciprocate. Get up here. He said the last bit with only a slight growling command in his voice. The demigod buried his face between my legs, languidly licking and sampling, allowing my pearl to swell and awaken fully as I held myself over him in the sixty-nine position. The slow sensuality was a relatively new experience with the demigod. Rather than my orgasms being forcefully demanded by the animalistic passion of the great god, I relaxed into his face, feeling the muscles of his cheeks and jaw as they worked against the sensitive skin of my goddess. I marveled at the unique motions of his tongue and tried to guess how and where the broad muscle would swirl next. All the while, my own lips and tongue focused on his swelling pleasure until my need increased and washed over me in undulating waves. The demigod rose from between my noticeably weak and trembling limbs, his fingers connecting with my ripe inner jewel as I positioned my back onto the bed. Once more, the demigod was mindful of our prearrangement and kept his movements steady, but not aggressive. Hot nectar flicked over my compressed eyelids and a warm current flowed beneath my hips in response to his gesticulation. My mind bemoaned the lack of preparation and missing waterproof towel, but my inner goddess did not give a fig. She was floating in a warm cloud of pleasure. That's exactly what washing machines are for, she eerily answered. My inner goddess was, of course, correct. I languidly felt stripped of a logical argument. My mind was still afloat in the euphoric stratosphere. I resigned myself to future laundry duty as my nectar soaked through the plush comforter, blanket, sheet set, and down to the protective mattress cover. I would later chuckle at the mess. At least my body was thorough in its liquid deluge. I was surprised and tickled when the demigod knelt once more and laughed at my dripping, swollen goddess, not only prolonging my orgasm but bringing my pearl into the cresting pleasure. The snowy comforter crumpled around me as I spasmed and rocketed from its mouth and fingers. I howled as my body stiffened and my legs shook against his body. Spent for my release, my mind and limbs went numb. I lay motionless as the R&B crooned about my sanctuary, the fading summer light filtering between the thin splashes of the blinds. Come here, he murmured. It's my turn. I could not help and grinned like a cheshire cat as he sat back on his heels, causing his rigid glory to bob up and down. I rolled onto my abdomen, fingers caressing his heavy jewels as my lips once more sealed around his glory. Soon I was drooling and happily choking on his thick glory. The demigod's fingernails gently electrified my skin as he pulled them back and forth across my back. Not lasting impressions, oh no, these were the soothing caresses of an experienced lover. The slightly awkward position, head arched to his glory, did not allow me to pleasure the entirety of the demigod. So, after a time, he positioned himself to stand at the side and lured me to the mattress edge until my head hung over the side. I cannot express the sheer joy and excitement as I gazed up at the monstrous, throbbing girth above me. He slid with ease down my throat, cutting off my airway. My inner goddess was jubilant, wings all aflutter as we felt his length reaching nearly to my collarbone. What magnificent being this demigod was. Once more, the mood remained sensual as the demigod conservatively worked his member back and forth within my throat until my eyes watered and my eyeliner wept down my temples. I had nothing to fear as his movements gradually increased in speed and then slowed again. The demigod was impressively attentive and ensured I had multiple opportunities to breathe. I tried not to choke or have my stomach react too strongly from the penetrating breath of the demigod, but I was not always successful. My inner goddess felt that I unquestionably had room for improvement with my oral ministration. I suppose I will just have to practice more. Poor me. As he reached across my lean, outstretched body, I felt my need quicken the moment his fingers once more called to my pearl and inner jewel. I struggled to multitask between breathing, taking every stockie into the demigod, and losing my mind to the overwhelming crescendo of my multiple orgasms. Sensing his release was imminent in this vulnerable position, the demigod pulled away to slope on the hill of my pillows. Fighting against my instincts, I slowed my movements so as not to seem overly hungry as I scrambled astride his waiting hips. His stately head waded through the drenched curtains of my goddess, gradually filling me as I lowered myself down, centering on the delight of being expanded. I thought he had reached the pinnacle of his range as my voluptuous peaches came to rest on his thighs. But he gave a vigorous thrust, and his head swelled against my inner gate, causing me to cry out in a mixture of pain and instant orgasm. You should have seen the wicked grin on his face at my reaction. He forced deeper, and pulsed simultaneously a second time as our eyes locked. The wicked, devious demigod. I rose and fell on his length, losing myself to the swirl of his thumb on my pearl. 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