Under the Stars and Stripes (Under Him)

Chapter Ten - Kingsley

It was a beautiful morning, probably the most beautiful morning I had ever seen. I gazed down at my beautiful love, still sleeping off what we had done the night before. I had heard about women being fucked into unconsciousness but had never actually seen it firsthand. Her vitals were fine, and her smile was content.

I kissed her sweet cheek and went down to the kitchen. The early morning sun was streaming in through the wall sized windows, giving me a generous view of downtown. The things you could do with a billion dollars included a space age kitchen.

The clean blue propane flame raged inside its specially designed cage. Turning it down just a bit, I selected my weapons in terms of utensils and got cracking. Literally, in the case of the eggs. It wasn’t quite a Denver omelet, I didn’t have exactly the right ingredients, but it was close enough and looked really good no matter what it was called. A rose by any other name and all that. Getting everything on the table, I looked at my watch.

“Three, two, one.”

“Something smells good.”

She was ravishing. Bare foot, hair loose, clad in nothing by my shirt which fit her like a dress, the hem coming about halfway down her thighs. My heart skipped a beat at the very sight of her.

We ate mostly in silence, neither of us wanting to shatter the perfect moment. It really was like old times. Nearly the exact scene playing out every time we would sleep over. Ada used to joke that she would never have to cook because I did it well enough for both of us. I actually had my mother to thank for my culinary skills, but Ada didn’t have to know that.

After every delicious bite was gone, I took the plates over to the double sink to soak, making everything a lot easier when it came to cleaning.

“How about some dessert?” Ada asked softly.

“A bit unorthodox,” I said.

“I think we can make an exception.”

Something in her voice made me turn around, and I was very glad that I did. The shirt Ada was wearing was wide open as were her legs. Kneeling in worship of her glorious pussy, I lay my hands flat on her thighs and caressed my tongue the full length of her delicious pussy lips already tender and wet with excitement. I was gentle at first, careful to ease her into it, knowing full well how sensitive we could be at the beginning.

She let out a deep breath, her entire body relaxing, my indication that her body had caught up with the desires of her mind and was ready for any experience we might want to share with each other.

Wetting three fingers, I moved back a little to make room and slid them deep inside her, softly stroking in a slow, smooth come here motion, hitting all the good spots. Ada moaned her approval as her pussy tightened around my fingers. I dropped my mouth on the upper end of her pussy, sucking gently on her clit, almost making her scream her delight.

After a few more minutes of sucking, I started to spiral my tongue in hard circles, encompassing her clit as well as her outer and inner lips, her entire body starting to tremble as I did so. Ada grabbed onto the sides of the chair to keep herself steady, yelping and moaning as she came.

Licking my darling completely clean, I stood before her and let her take down the front of my pajama pants. My rock-hard cock sprang out at her like an agitated cobra. Without hesitation, she swallowed the whole thing, her hands still circling the waistband of my pajama pants.

Getting herself under control, Ada eased back, wrapped her hand around the base of my cock, and vigorously worked the head until I gave her my cum. I blasted my cum down her throat almost faster than she could take it. She kept up though, getting it all down in the end. Tipping her head back, eyes closed beatifically, her mouth open wide to show me what a good girl she had been. I learned down and kissed her deep, our tongues dancing erotically in each other’s mouth.

Guiding Ada to her feet, I gently bent her over the table, collecting the hem of the shirt up around her hips to expose her ass and pussy. I knew she loved it from behind and was more than happy to oblige. Ada lifted up onto her tiptoes as I pushed the head inside her. She went down even lower, lifting her ass up higher, one of the benefits of her years of ballet training, making the angle so I would be able to hit her clit and her g-spot at the same time, no doubt leading to a massive orgasm.