Under Wraps - Love Under Lockdown

Emma let loose with loud and heartfelt moans as I fucked her, working her clit with my massive cock.

She came first, shuddering hard enough that I could feel every tremble against me. I didn’t want to risk coming inside her again, so I carefully pulled out and fed her my cock.

She sucked enthusiastically, taking in every morsel of my massive load, smiling around my cock as she did so. She continued to passionately suck my hard cock long after I was finished, gently nursing a second load up from my balls and into her sweet little mouth, licking me clean when she was done like a good girl.

I caressed her face and kissed her gently. The moment was somewhat broken by a brief, brisk knock on the door, which was the room-service head letting me know they were done. I had asked to be notified so we wouldn’t be accidentally walking out to the other room naked while they were still setting up. As much as I loved screwball comedies, I stopped short of wanting to live in one.

“Dinner?” Emma asked, ever astute.

“Indeed.”

Releasing her from her bounds I carried her to the bathroom, her arms not quite to full working order, which I knew could happen, particularly with newbies.

Sitting her on the toilet, I drew back the heavy curtain on the exquisite marble-tiled shower, done in purest dove white, making it look like a shower in Heaven. Getting the water just right, I lifted my darling pet into the shower, following soon after.

When we were both nice and drenched by the flowing water, I started on her braid, slowly unraveling it, twist by exquisite twist.

“How long does this take to do?” I asked out of curiosity.

“Depends. My record is an hour, but it usually takes one and a half to two, sir.”

“Makes sense,” I said, her beautiful, raven hair cascading down to the small of her back.

Getting everything out and loose, I took a handful of the salon-quality shampoo they happened to have in the bathroom and started running it through her hair, getting up a nice lather and giving her a scalp massage in the process. She put her head back into my hands and moaned softly as I rubbed, clearly liking what I was doing.

It might seem strange, but some of the most intimate activities are the ones few would consider. It takes almost more trust for most people to let someone touch their face or neck than some of the more traditional erogenous zones.

While not explicitly sexual, they are still extremely sensitive, and, in the case of the neck, particularly vulnerable. That was part of the reason I never did breath play; I just wasn’t confident enough in my skills in that particular area. I also approached hair-pulling with extreme cation.

Smoothing her wet hair back, so that it was restrained behind her shoulders while still being loose and free, I switched over to her body. I wasn’t sure if she was allergic to any soap additives, so I took the purer of the two options from the soap shelf and began the bathing process.

Starting with the back of her neck, gently gathering and lifting her hair so I could reach, I scrubbed her down, from face to feet, then feet to shoulders, flinging the wet mass of her hair over her shoulder like a strange sort of sash to make room. Emma braced herself against the wall, both palms flat against the cool, wet marble, humming with pleasure at what I was doing to her. It wasn’t over yet.

Forgoing the bar of soap, I reached around her hip and down, over her pelvis, lightly touching her pussy. She lifted slightly at my touch, a gasp escaping her throat. I tenderly cupped her right tit with my free hand, leaning in to kiss her neck as I stroked her sweet little pussy. When I could tell she was getting close, I turned her around, placing her back against the wall so I could watch her cum, proud to be able to give her such pleasure.

When she finished, I leaned in and kissed her, Emma returning my affections with all her might. Continuing to tongue down her chin and over her creamy neck, I worked my way ever downwards before, finally, burying my face into her pussy.

My darling pet let out a loud moan and put both hands on the back of my head as encouragement while I licked her delicate lips, using every technique I knew, introducing one finger and then two to work her pussy as I ran hard spirals on her clit with my tongue.

I caught her before she could collapse, her knees turning to jelly as a massive orgasm ripped through her. Scooping her up and moving carefully, I stepped out of the shower, depositing my love safely on the toilet. She must have rallied her strength in the meantime, because when I turned back after turning off the shower, she pounced on my still-hard cock, taking it all the way into her mouth.