The Touch of Bliss — A Sensual Reckoning (Muse of Shadow) by Caelyn Alba

her nipples with her own sex-soaked fingers. She was full and firm against
my face, the chocolate darkness of her skin kissed by the flickering light of
the stars.
    As she worked my wet and wide-open sex with one hand, the other
cradled her breasts, lifting them to her own mouth. I felt my threshold of
arousal push even higher as she licked and sucked each of her chocolate nipples
in turn, leaving them glistening and oh so hard. Her hand inside me was slow
and gentle, oh so gentle. And then the sensation of her squeezing her fingers
to a tight fist inside my wetness overwhelmed me.
    As I climaxed, I felt her groan with the sympathetic pleasure of
that feeling, my ecstasy twisting through me and into her as she sucked one of
her own breasts in deep.
    In the aftermath, my clitty and my nether lips were aching, and I
had to beg her to stop. The ache as she pulled away from me was worse, though.
The dong went back in the water, another pulled out dripping wet and warm. It
was a chocolate-brown monster that made my eyes go wide, all lifelike and
heavily veined. As long as Serina’s forearm, it looked thicker than her wrist as
she rubbed it up and down my body.
    Oh yes. Oh please, oh yes…
    But then she left it there on my belly, just letting me judge the
impossible size of it over top of the space where I wanted it. She was back at
the case, fumbling out those straps I’d seen earlier.
    Oh yes. Oh please, oh yes oh yes oh yes yes yes…
    The harness was in the shape of a butterfly. It had a small shaft
on its inward curving side, and I watched Serina slip it inside her wetness in
one smooth stroke. She pushed a switch and I heard a vibrator switch on. As the
straps were pulled tight around her legs and waist with practiced ease, I heard
her moan deliciously. She slid the chocolate dong off my trembling belly,
snapping it onto the harness with three quick clicks.
    Then she was looming above me, and a wet wave of absolute desire
twisted through me to leave me shaking.
    All these things tonight that you’ve never felt before…
    On any other woman, the falseness of the effect would have been
too easily noticeable, though I expect it would have affected me just the same
either way. But the slick chocolate richness of the dong and its straps were a
perfect match for Serina’s cocoa skin. The dark butterfly blended in perfectly
with her thick black bush in the faint light.
    With one hand, she was stroking her breasts, tweaking each thick
nipple in turn. With the other, she was rubbing lube all along her thick black penis,
and all I could think about was how much I needed her inside me.
    Now… Oh god, let her take you now.
    “How much of a stud can I be with you?”
    I felt the uncertainty underlying the question. I felt the hunger
in her, knew how far she wanted to go. But she was in control of that hunger,
not wanting to give me more than I was ready for.
    She can be anything she wants, she can be anything she needs
to be. Dominate you, take you, open you up with that magnificent weapon and drain
you…
    “Just tell me what you want,” I whispered.
    I heard her hesitate for just a moment. “On your knees, baby bitch.”
    You need to please her. You’ll do anything to please her.
    I grabbed two pillows from the head of the bed and dropped down
low with them under me. My butt was up high as I reached between my legs. I
watched in the mirror as she moved behind me, both hands to her penis now, so
that her breasts swung free and beautiful. She probed me with her fingers first,
my own hands shaking where I spread myself and she slipped past me.
    “You’re a wet bitch. You’ve been waiting for it.”
    All your life you’ve been waiting for it…
    “You want it big and hard, baby bitch. You want it inside you.”
    Yes…
    I nodded and groaned, but I couldn’t speak.
    “Say it.”
    “Yes,” I whispered. “I want you inside me so bad…”
    I felt the pressure of that thick head against me. I felt it open
me up, slipping