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The Silver Tutor (Silver117xAkatala

What a house! It's better than what i could dream of. It's was so...hummm, I'll try to think of the right word for it soon since my eyes were only focued on Maddy as of now. A cool, calm shiver ran up and down down my spine as she gave me the tour of the condo. A mixture of naughty and nice; bad and good stemualted my senses as we head to the kitchen. I grinned as she placed the cherry in my mouth. I had no choice but to let it and, but I also sucked on her finger as well. "I'll cook something good for you, and then we'll can have desert," I whispered. I stroked her pussy one time and looked at all the food there.

I had the good recipie in mind for her. Seeing the sirloin in the freezer, I took it out and along with some other recipies and began to cook. An hour later, dinner was done. A nice French dich called Sirloin Croquettes along with steamed vegetables was prepared for the both of us. Seeing the bottle of wine, I grabbed to glasses and everything was set for a romantic dinner for two.
 
She purred, pressing into him when he dared to tease her. Then, she busied herself with playing the role of the sous-chef throughout the preparation. She set the table while he finished up so that everything was ready to go when the food arrived at the table.

Before they dug in she held up her wine glass, "Since it is common to toast over such feasts as this, I toast to two things: bon nourriture et sexe magifique. Oui?"

Upon digging into the food, each bite of the finished fare received a new look of 'holy-fuck-i've-died-and-gone-to-heaven' from her. Finally, she got up to go and kiss the breath out of him when they were both in between bites. "Seriously, why do you bother to teach a bunch of rich little brats when you can cook this well?" She returned to her seat to resume savoring the food with as much passion as she gave everything else that she favored in life. Though, it became clear that the steak was, by far, her favorite part.
 
"Oui!" I mentioned andd began to eat. I had this dish many time before. My mom gave me the recipe as a gift before moving to America. I probbly cooked it at least 10 times untill it was perfect. Aw well, that's good cooking for you.

The look on her face was priceless. I knew that I cooked it right. I didn't expect the kiss, however, but I didn't seemed to mind it at all. Humm, I think we swaped meat during the kiss, but like I said, I dont mind at all. "I had a good teacher who taught me to cook. Besides, I've taught rich brats before in France, so it doesn't bother me" I told her. I probbly had 2 glasses of wine before I finished eating. I stood up and starddled her hot body. "So what do you have in mind for desert?" I grinned and passionately kissed her.
 
She had just polished off the last of her food and was draining her own third glass of wine when he plopped into her lap. She gawked at him in rare surprise, then gave him a sly, lightly toasted grin when he kissed her. Some how her glass made it safely to the table while she took a minute to properly taste him. When she finally broke for air, she said in a slightly husky voice "Well, there are toppings in the fridge, since I always keep ice cream sundae supplies in stock. Then there's the whole.. unwrapping part."

She tugged his hand to let his fingers play over the slitted silk panties under her skirt. The hiking of her skirt revealed a black fringe underskirt and garter straps, begging to be investigated. The look in her eyes was one of a saucy temptress who had obviously pulled out some heavier artillery in preparation for this evening.
 
My guided my fingers to her panties. I knew just what to do in a situation like this. I stroked her cloth covered pussy with my fingers gently but with much speed. "I better get something before I really get in the mood," I told her. It was nearly too late when I found access through her pantie defense and fingers the pussy. It went in and out making wet sounds as I tasted her neck with my tongue. I didn't want to stop, but I had an idea for desert. I pulled out and licked her juice off my fingers before heading back into the kitchen.

I soon returend with two things: a bottle of chocolate sauce and a bowl of whipped cream. Placing them beside me, I got on my knees and grinned my own sly grin at her. I started by putting my face under her skirt and grabbed her panties with my teeth. I tugged and pulled getting them off in a few seconds. I couldn't help licking my lips seeing her wet pussy in front of me. I grabbed the chocolate sauce and placed some in my hand. Chuckling and rubbed som on her wet sexmaking sure I didn't miss a place on her. Next was the whipped cream. I made one simple stroke and it was all on her. "Bonne appitite," I said and began eating her pussy.
 
She groaned, leaning her head back as he brought pleasured torment to her clit. The groan turned to a gasping higher pitched moan when his fingers slipped inside her. God, she must have gotten a potent bottle of wine this time to be so sensitive so early. She very nearly came right there. When he relented, leaving to fetch the goodies, she used the chance to bolt from her chair to the living room. She dove at the large black pleather couch like it was home base, and was turning to face him when he appearred, chasing after her with the chocolate and the whipped cream.

He descended on her like a predator, the look on his face turning her into maluable mush, easily manuevered for the removal of her black silk panties, garter strings popping off in the process. She spread her thighs for him as his eyes devoured her wet cunt. She held her skirt up as he smeared sauce across her pussy, then proceeded to use his talented mouth and tongue to make a meal of her. The groans she produced quickly escalated into high pitched cries. Having already been brought so close before, being assaulted in such a way with a hot mouth and tongue had her screaming as she came only a couple of minutes in, despite her effort to hold back. Her body shook helplessly across the couch while she felt herself spraying the inside of his mouth with her own juices. God, that was so sexy! Apparently her body thought so too, jolting her with another series of waves and another small dose of her juices against his tongue.

Her chest heaved as the waves of pleasure subsided. Her hands fumbled with the zippers to her skirt and corset while her heels dug into the couch. "Oh dear me, I think I've become a sacrifice to Dionysus. How dreadfully rotten of me."
 
Mmmm...this desert was so very good. The sexy blend of chocolate sauce, whip cream, and her throbbing pussy made it an excelent dish. I continue eating until her creme filling fired stright into my mouth. In other words, her tasty cum. I licked one more to get the blend of chocolate and whip cream with the juice before swallowing it all. "Si magnifique," I said and continued. I couldn't help but chuckle at her comment about the greek god of wine. "It's not rotten at all. I, Dionysus, wants you to sit back, relax, and get really, really horny," I told her. Once desert was done, I thrust ny fingers back in her and fucks her fast and hard. I hit her needing g-spot in the knowing she'll be begging for my big cock any second.
 
"Really.. horny.. huh?" she panted as she managed to devest herself of her corset. The crimson top went flying across the room as she cried out when he began assaulting her with his fingers hard and fast. "Oh god!" she moaned in almost a yell as her chest, clad in a silk and lace black teddy top with little red bows and stringy fringe at the bottom forming a skirt, heaved in labored breath. She writhed, hands clutching at the couch cushions until his fingers slammed into her g-spot. She came with a squeal as her hips came up off the couch, spraying him with another dose of her cum. She quaked in release then lay panting all over again on the couch. However, this time a decidedly feral look entered her eyes.

"Ever heard.. be careful.. what you wish for?" she panted with a grin of pure mischief. Then in the next moment, she was extracting his fingers from her before putting momentum into her hips that flipped her up onto her feet. From there, she launched herself at him to cling like a cat on a tree, her mouth descending on his with fierce, demanding, lightly bruising kisses as her tongue captured his for an equally fierce and sensual tango. Her hands made short work of opening then some how making his shirt disappear to join her corset. Her mouth moved to his neck to suck and nibble at him like she was trying to devour him while her hips ground into the bulge in his pants with the help of the legs she had locked around his waist. She let her legs touch the ground long enough to send his pants and boxers to the floor, then back him against a flat section of wall. In the bat of an eye, she sprung back on him, slamming into him and the wall as she clung to his neck and slender waist. Her pussy ground hard against his head, over and over, slicking it with their combined juices, driving it mad. Her mouth crushed against his to fuck with his tongue with the same relentless, maddening intensity. He wanted horny, so she gave it to him, hot, hard, and wild.
 
What a bold wild woman. I this I was the toying with her, but she completely turned the tables against me. Like a wild animal, she tackled me down and sucked the air out of me. She only brike it just so we can genaked and fulfill our lustful desires. It was probbly more of hers than mine, but it really didn't mattered, I love it as so did my hard cock. She kissed and grind me against the wall. I couldn't move...then again...I didn't mind that either. "I can see you want it rough and wild baby..." I finally mangaed to say befpre our lips clashed again. I used my minght to turn the tables around.

With her pinned to the wall, I lift up her leg and forcefully thrust in her pussy. "Now it's time for your offering to this silver hair god," I teased and began to fuck her hard. I returned the favor by sucking the air out her moth as we kissed and fucked. One of my hands roughly squeezing and rubbing her breasts as I pound her insides like never before. She isn't the only one around who should be careful of what they wished for.
 
She threw her head back when he pinned her to the wall and groaned low and husky. "Oh god, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" she growled as she clutched his shoulders and met him thrust for thrust. It was a completely uninhibited side of Madeline that she rarely showed, but for now it drove her. She kissed him like the world was going to end and rode his rod like an amazon. She moaned and grunted, leaning into his roughly massaging hands over her breasts, increasing the pressure. Her hands dug into his ass as he banged her up against the wall. As he thrusted faster, harder, she began whispering then growling out a mantra, "Fuck yes!" Over and over. She re-angled the legs that held onto his to let him plunge deeper still. Her groans and growls grew in higher pitch as she felt his cock ramming her deepest point taking her faster towards the brink. She squeezed at his shaft with her pussy harder and harder, increasing that friction between them until they were nearly insane with it and she was screaming her moans at every thrust, so close to release and still building. Her breath couldn't come fast enough, her hips could barely keep up, yet endeavored to join in taking him as hard and deep as she could. Her pussy grew oh so tight, right on the edge as she obviously tried to savor every last moment, her lips blurting sweet dirty words with each cry of ecstasy.
 
Each cry of ectasy drove me more and more to fuck her wildly. She wanted it hard, faster and deeper and so did I. We exchanged dirty talk both in english and in french to increase our lustfull mood. Standing up was fine in all, but I decided to continue the fun in a new location. Holding on to her and fucking her at my fast pace, I moved both of us to her couch. There I lay her down and increase my pace in her very tight hole. Her breats rocked everywhere, so I had to tame them with my lips. Her clit was beeging to be touch, so I did as well as pinched it. "Cum pour moi bébé," I moaned out not telling her that I was about to cum as well.
 
She splayed across the couch where he laid her, drawing up her legs to spread her thighs as wide as possible. She felt their hips slap together over and over as he drove into her like a jackhammer. She moaned into her cries when she felt his mouth claim her tits. She gasped and squeaked at a breathless pitch when his fingers met her clit, then there was the pinch.

"Oh god, Lucian!"She thought her own ear drums might have burst at the scream that came out of her, first at a high soprano, then growing into a deep throaty husky growl as she came hard and fierce. Her insides clamped down hard on the cock seated full hilt and pressing against her cervix. The steel feeling inside her only amplified the stormy waves of release that overtook her as she held onto him for support while her body shook as though it was being zapped by a high-powered tazer. She felt her juice flow in a jet that coated his cock, his balls, their thighs... On and on it went, seemingly forever until she was sobbing with overwhelming blissful heavenly ecstasy.
 
I love her screams of pleasure. It dorve me to my limit. I squeezed her breasts and let out a roar like raging thunder. All of my cum exploed inside Maddy. Even though it flowed I continued to fuck her at that same pace. I wiped her tears of joy and pleasure before kissing her. I let her breasts go and it looked like my handprints were there. "Dionysus is pleased with his sacrafice," I teaded and kissed down her body. I finally pulled out and and let her rest on top of me. As my fingers tickled her back. I continued to wonder what other suprises she had for me this night.
 
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