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[PT. 2] Café [ET: Small Business]
From a woman's perspective:
He looks at me with a lustful gaze, placing his chin on my chest. "Please!" Seeing him respond the way I desire, timid and submissive, brings me joy.
I appreciate him for a moment before leading him to the storage room.
He takes small, submissive steps, making no fuss and following me into the dim lighting and cramped space. The area is filled with supplies and damaged chairs.
I've been here before. I can remember that day. His moans, his shaky legs, and after-effect. He complained about not being able to walk correctly because I was too rough. But then again, he appreciated it a great deal.
"Do you recall the day when you were making those noises, stifling, and frightened?" His lips dry out as I push him against the door after locking it.
He trembles, gasping for air like he's run a distance. Staring at my lips. "You remember how hard I was driving that large dick into your tight hole?" I spin him around, kissing the back of his neck while I slide my hands over his ass.
He shudders at every touch, trying to glance at me. "Your moans. I can still recollect them." Locked in his place, I remove the apron.
Down his torso, from his waist to his shoulder, I glide my hands, savoring the reaction of my touch on his skin. "Will you moan that way for me once again?" His entire body shakes as I swiftly remove his shirt, exposing his delicate skin.
"Answer me, baby. Will you moan again?" He nods, "yes."
"A good boy!" Pressing my body against his back, I encourage my hands around his waist, sensing how much he needs me. His pants tremble, and his moans increase the moment I touch his penis.
His fingers scratch desperately against the wall. His mouth gapes open, and his erection is exposed.
I relish watching him. The expressions he makes are irresistible. "You drive me crazy, you know that?" His eyes dart towards the side, acknowledging me.
To his back, from his ears to his shoulder, I plant my touch as his whimpers intensify. He twitches in my hands, bucking his hips, seeking satisfaction from me.
"Do you want it really bad?" Softly, I inquire. "Yes! Mommy!" So devout. "I want more. It's not enough." I can't help but grin at his words. Even his words turn me on.
"Go sit on that chair." Naked, he walks to the chair in the corner and watches me approach him as he sits down.
I relish her bare body pressed against mine as she sits on my legs, moving her lips to mine in a carefree kiss. I don't want to miss these moments. She's brought me to this point where I can't help but beg for her touch.
I strip one piece of clothing after the other and behold her body tremble to the view. His penis twitches and his eyes flutter as he gasps for air. "You're so stunning." He compliments me as I straddle around his thighs, slowly approaching his lips.
From a man's perspective:
I admire her bare body straddling me as she sits on my thighs, inches from my length. Kissing me gently, her lips drift against mine.
I don't want to miss this experience. This memory forces me to imagine it again and again until I reach this point where I can't help but crave her touch.
Slowly, she retreats her lips and moves to my neck, biting my nipples. I grasp the chair firmly as I witness her nibbling on my nipples. Why is she being so slow? She's killing me from the inside.
The slower she bites, the harder her teeth bite into my skin, causing my hands on her shoulders. The skin around my nipples eventually turns red, causing me to crave her even more.
"Please! Fuck me now!" I plead as usual. I always believe I won't be reduced to begging despite loving it so much. I want her to pleasure me even further until I argue, but she always triumphs.
"Should I?" Her lips curl into a smile, and her eyes glow with desire. "Yes! Please!" My entire body begs for her. I love the emotion she displays. It's nerve-wracking.
Abruptly, there she is, lifting her hips and sinking onto my cock. She moans as she slides down on me, forcing me to moan as well.
It feels so packed and intense inside her. As she increases her rhythm, the more she envelops me in her heat. "Is this what you craved?" She bites her lip, moving in a slow rhythm, producing whimpers. My moans echo alongside hers.
"Yes! I needed it." I observe her waist thrusting up and down above me, her breasts bobbing at a leisurely pace, and her mouth gapes open. "Do I feel good, mommy?" I cheekily inquire, unable to thrust into her. I can't help but moan as well.
"Would you like to make me feel better?" She questions softly, pushing harder. I readily give a nod. I'm anxious to hear what she has to say.
She grins, moving closer and wrapping her arms around my neck. "I want you to pick me up and fuck me against the wall. As forcefully as you can. Will you take on that task?" This only intensifies my excitement. She's asking me to do something I long for every day.
My pulse quickens even more as I get more impatient.
Swiftly, I grasp her, insisting that she hug me tighter. "Whoa, you're one eager lad?"
"You've done this to me?" I scowl directly into her eyes, smashing her against the wall. "You've reduced me to a slut." Giddily, she grins more, relishing in my desire. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, mommy. I'll make you cry out in pleasure."
I bang my lower body against hers, penetrating her, giving her a taste of what's to come. Yet, she's not afraid. She's relishing in it. She scowls at my statements and glares at me. Of course, she's in charge.
Female's POV~
I find my back slamming harshly against the chilly wall as he forces his massive phallus into me. His intense gaze conveys a longing that has been lurking within him.
"Go at it then. Satisfy your mommy!" Immediately after uttering these words, the ferocity inside him unleashes. I sense his every inch embedded within me. My body shudders from the sensitivity.
He ramrods his penis in and out of me with relentless speed and force as he bites into my neck, leaving markings on his back with my fingernails. "You feel so good. You're so snug, mommy!" He cries out, driving into the wall with me.
"Do you like it?" I groan out, soaking up the passion my son displays for me. "Yes, I adore it. I could never pass up this opportunity." He moans loudly, "I've always yearned to indulge you. I've craved making you feel this magnificent."
I delight in his words as well as his cock. "What a chance I wouldn't miss out on." He roars, ramping up his pace even more and my grip on his shoulder grows firmer. "HARDER!" I yell out. "Are you my excellent son? Fuck me harder!"
The look he gives me - like he'd do anything for me. "I've yearned to make you feel this good. Do you feel good, mommy?" He cries out, grunting but pressing himself even deeper inside me. "I feel so good, darling."
"Call me your excellent son, please!" He pleads ceaselessly. It's so touching to see him never forgetting his place. Recognizing that I'm in command. "Are you on the verge, baby? The way you're looking at me, you must be!"
"Yes! I am. So please call me your excellent son!" Our breaths become shallower yet our clutches tighten. He slides his face into my neck as I do the same. "I want to come when you call me your excellent son."
"Is that what you crave?" He agrees, becoming more savage than ever. That's when I realize he's holding back, but I'm not close yet. "I need more from you. Do better than this." The hold I have over him is astounding. He complies to my every word.
A few more aggressive thrusts and I sense myself nearing climax and him throbbing and secreting within me. He begs more and more until I call him an excellent son. He finally exhales into bliss and relinquishes every drop within me.
Tottering and shuddering, he slumps back into the chair, still shackled to my body. "I -- I really love you so much. So much mommy!"