I don’t know how many times Sir made me come but I know he licked me to orgasm over and over until I thought I couldn’t come anymore. And then he made me come again.
At one point he put me on my hands and knees and I was certain he was finally going to fuck me.
“Master,” I whispered in a trembling voice, looking back at him. “Are you…are you going to take me now? Are you going to seal our bond?”
Sir gritted his teeth.
“You have no idea how badly I want to, little one. But you’re still not quite ready to take me. I won’t seal our bond until your little pussy can let me in without pain.”
“I…I could try to take it,” I offered softly. Did I really want him to seal our bond and make it much, much harder for me to leave him? At that point, I didn’t know what I wanted. I only knew that I wanted some part of him inside me and though his tongue felt good, it wasn’t doing everything I needed. It wasn’t penetrating me in that deep, hard way I needed.
“You really want to try it?” Sir raised an eyebrow at me.
I nodded.
“Let me try.”
“Very well, little one.”
He switched positions again and now he was sitting upright on the couch with his cock out and I was straddling him. I moaned softly as the pointed tip of it slid between my pussy lips. He’d already let his candalla pump me full of lubrication a little earlier, so I was already dripping for him. I watched eagerly as the head of his shaft found the entrance to my pussy.
“Slowly,” he groaned as he fed his thick cock into my pussy. “Hold on to me, little one and just let yourself come down on me.”
I did as he said, gripping his broad shoulders as I lowered myself onto him. I could feel my inner walls stretching as I accepted more and more of him…but in the end, I was stopped about mid-way. Sir had a thick bulge in the middle of his cock and he was simply too girthy to take without pain—not the good kind of stretching pain, either—the “ouch, I don’t think I can do this” pain.
“Oh…Sir,” I gasped, looking down between the two of us where he was lodged halfway inside me, his thick cock stretching my pussy mouth wide. “I…I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be, my darling.” His big, warm hands slid down my body until he was holding me by the waist. “I didn’t think you could take it all, but you’ve taken at least half and I’m very proud of you for that.”
I felt my cheeks go hot with a blush.
“Have…have I been a good girl, Sir?” I whispered shyly.
“You’ve been a very good girl,” Sir rumbled, looking into my eyes. His own eyes had gone back to black now, which seemed to mean he was more in control of himself. “We can’t seal the bond yet, but I can do a little gentle fucking inside you,” he told me. “And I can fill your sweet little cunt with my cum. How would that be?”
“I…I’d like that,” I whispered, nodding eagerly. “I just wish I could feel you all the way inside me.”
“In time, little one,” Sir murmured, leaning forward to kiss my forehead. “You must be patient. Now relax into my hands and let me fuck you.”
As he spoke, his hands moved lower, cupping my ass and supporting me effortlessly, as though I weighed next to nothing. I could see his biceps flexing as he lifted and lowered me while rolling his hips up to slide halfway into me, which was as far as he could go.
“Oh…oh, Sir! Oh, Master!” I moaned, gripping his broad shoulders tightly as he thrust into me. “Oh, that feels so good!”
“It’s about to feel even better,” Sir growled.
At that moment, his candalla slid between us and I felt it stroking over my aching clit. At that point Sir had licked me to orgasm so many times if you had asked if I could have another, I would have said definitely not. But the way Sir was fucking me—or rather, halfway fucking me—so gently, while the tip of his tail teased my swollen button drew yet another peak of pleasure from me.
“Oh, Sir!” I moaned, tilting my hips as I tried to get him just a little deeper into me. “You…you’re making me come again.”
“I know, little one,” he growled softly, still thrusting slowly into me. “And this time, I’m coming with you.”
And with a low groan, he began to flood my pussy with jet after hot jet of his cum.
At that moment, as I came yet again with his thickness almost filling me, I wished that he was breeding me. I wished I could feel the pointed tip of his cock entering the mouth of my womb and filling me with his seed. I didn’t even care if it meant I couldn’t go live on Earth again if I got pregnant with his baby—I just wanted to be with him forever…
Afterwards, I was all worn out—and also incredibly sticky with his silver-sheened cum. I knew it would have been golden if he had been breeding me, but he was careful to keep his promise not to do that.
After he withdrew from me, Sir took me into the bathroom with him and ran a shower. He bathed me all over, washing me with his big hands as he always did and then dried us both of with huge, fluffy towels.
When we were both warm and dry, he took me back to bed to cuddle.
“Soon we’ll be able to seal the bond between us,” he rumbled, as he held me close to his big body and looked into my eyes. “Soon, little one—that day can’t come fast enough for me.”
“Soon,” I whispered and sighed contentedly as I snuggled against him.
Sir tucked me close to his chest with the top of my head just under his chin and I breathed in his warm, masculine scent.
At that moment, Earth seemed very, very far away and I didn’t even care that I might not see my home world again.