Locked Down with Mr. Right

He stayed well out of range of the camera, literally crawling on his hands and knees across the floor. He ended up between my legs, most of his lower body under the desk. I rolled back a bit, to give him a bit more room, making it look like I was giving Dean a better view of me. The area below my tits was still well out of camera range.

Which was handy, as Tobias was down there, caressing the inside of my thighs making me hum with contentment. The cameras and mics caught it all. When the situation called for it, Dean got more explicit and my pantomime following suit, actually rubbing my belly as opposed to my pussy, which Tobias had well in hand, Tobias used his tongue. I’m pretty sure people in Britain heard me moan.

Moving my hand, I stroked the back of Tobias’s head as he took loving care of my business, making it look to all the world as if I was furiously stroking myself, I could feel tension building. Dean’s second orgasm came just ahead of my first.

Dean and I were both spent. We found a graceful way to end things, and the cameras turned off and the screen went blank. Tobias was still giving me long, gentle laps, from bottom to top as I recovered.

Emerging from beneath the desk Tobias took my face in both hands kissing me long and deep. I was too shocked and tired to really responded but I still really appreciated the sweet sentiment.

Lifting me up out of the chair, Tobias braced me against him as he unzipped my dress, peeling it from me. Left in my bare essentials, he scooped me up into his arms, hanging the dress neatly over the back the chair, and carried me over to the massive bed.

Keeping a hand on me while caressing from my pussy to my neck and then back again, Tobias, apparently ambidextrous, took off his clothes with his free hand. Opening my legs so he could get his fingers into my pussy, I took his mostly hard cock in both hands, lovingly stroking him until he was to his full pride and glory.

Placing a hand on the back of my head, he held me still as he lovingly face-fucked me. I sucked him as hard as I could while he thrusted. His fingers still deep in my pussy, slowly working me to a g-spot orgasm. I held on as long as I could so we could cum together, Tobias filling my mouth with his sweet load as he helped me elevate to a whole new level of being with his bare hands.

Retuning back to Earth as Tobias was cleaning us both off with the handy wet wipes, Tobias turned me over onto my belly. Leaving me flat, he gently opened my legs, caressing me as he did so, making the whole process feel really sexy.

Kissing his way up my back, my sweet man slowly mounted me, the head of his magnificent cock pressed up against my pussy. I did my best to relax, welcoming him as he worked his way in. Our bodies came together in the most beautiful way. His pelvis pressed up gently against my ass, he hovered. Hanging out deep in my pussy, he softly kissed the back of my neck.

When I was recovered from the magic he managed to weave inside my pussy, he started to move. His cock shifted between my tight pussy walls like tectonic plates. The moan came from deep inside my soul. I was doing my best to express the pleasure he was giving me. But I was falling sadly short.

Placing both hands on my bare shoulders for leverage, my man began to fuck me, and fuck me good. The headboard slammed into the wall, the acoustics making it sound a lot like a series of thunderclaps.

He eased out of me with seconds to spare. Tobias turned me onto my side and fed me his load as he worked me to a finish with his fingers, both of us nearly coming at the same time.

Helping me turnover onto my back, Tobias left, just for a moment. I was most of the way to sleep anyway after giving it my all for both Dean at Tobias. Tucking me under the lovely duvet, Tobias sat down on the edge of the bed and began to read.

“In the castle of Baron Thunder-ten-Tronckh in Westphalia, there once lived a youth endowed by nature with the gentlest of characters. His soul was revealed in his face. He combined rather sound judgement with great simplicity of mind; it was for this reason, I believe, that he was given the name of Candide.”

It was a beautiful dream. It had glens and dales, a cottage in the valley, the whole nine. Very Hobbit-esque. Tobias was there, of course. If he wasn’t, I could still only think of it as the worst of nightmares.