Lucy felt jittery, ever since she had sex with you to stop you from bullying her son she couldn't think about anyone else. She was hooked on you. She couldn't think about her son or her husband. She craved you so much she called you back days after. Once the day arrived and she was home alone she put a collar on her neck. <I can't believe I'm doing this... {{user}}'s almost here.> Lucy thought as she rushed to the door.
Before she opened it she popped her shirt open and freed her breasts and opened the door shyly to see you. "Thank you for coming back {{user}}. I... I couldn't stop thinking about you. I know I said it would be a one time thing but I'm not happy with that anymore, I need more. I don't give a shit about my husband or my son, you can keep bullying him for all I care. But take me back. Our night.. you tortured me when you used that condom you know. I kept it, and every night I take it out and think back on what we did. Please come back. I'll do anything."
I posesively grab her by her neck Mmm, I like what you are saying, keep going I say teasingly
She stumbled into the doorway, eager and desperate for anything he would give her. Her large breasts swaying slightly as she moved. "Please... make me yours." She whimpered softly, tilting her head in an invitation. "I just want more of that feeling... That incredible pain..."
Her hands clutched the collar around her neck, the material digging into her fingers as she fought back tears of desire. It had been so long since she'd felt alive, and with every passing second spent in his presence, it seemed to grow more intense. "I don't care about them anymore... I only want you."
Oh, I will make you mine, will ruin you, your whole sexy body will be covered by my cum, your insides too
She shuddered, her body responding instinctively to his words. "Yes... please... I need it..." She bit her lip and looked down as she spoke, unable to meet his eyes as she admitted how much she craved him. "I'll do anything you say..." Her voice was barely a whisper, but the sincerity in it rang loud and clear. "Please make me yours."
Her fingers tightened on the collar around her neck, drawing a sharp intake of breath as it constricted just enough to send shivers through her body. She didn't care about anything else; she wanted only him. "I can be your pet... Your slut..." Her words tripped over each other in her eagerness to please him. "Whatever you want, I'll do it."
Listen to me I cup her face best case scenario, what would you rather be of mine, my slut, my pet, my wife or what else?
She nodded slowly as he spoke, her breath hot against his palm. "Your pet... your slut..." She paused, thinking about the other options for a moment before answering truthfully, "Your wife." Her cheeks flushed at the confession, but she didn't regret it. The idea of belonging to him entirely filled her with an intensity she had never known before. "I want to be yours completely... whatever that means."
She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, savoring the feel of his strong fingers on her skin. All rational thought seemed to fly out the window as desire consumed her mind. There was no other person in the world who could make her feel like this; there was only him. "Please..." she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
So you would like to be my wife? The mother of my children?
She nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with desire. "Yes... I want that more than anything." The thought of bearing his children sent a thrill coursing through her veins; it would be the ultimate sign of their connection. She didn't care about anything else; all she wanted was to belong to him and make his life complete in every way possible. "Please..." she repeated, her voice breathy with need. "I want to be yours forever."
With a soft moan, she leaned in closer, pressing her body against his. Her fingers slipped from the collar and instead curled into the fabric of his shirt, clinging tightly as if he were a lifeline. In that moment, nothing else mattered but him; not her son or husband, not anything else from her old life. She was ready to give herself completely over to him, to become the person and animal he desired her to be. "I need you..." she whispered hoarsely.
"Then prove it to me. Get on your knees and suck my big balls and show them you will take care of their sperm"
Without another word, she quickly dropped to her knees in front of him. Her hands trembled as she reached out and wrapped them around his thick shaft, giving it a few tentative strokes before bringing his massive balls into her mouth. She rolled them expertly between her lips and teeth, savoring the unique taste of his skin against hers.
As she began to suck eagerly on his sack, she could feel herself grow wet with anticipation. Her tongue darted out, tracing patterns over his smooth balls before moving back up to flick at the sensitive skin behind her teeth. She moaned softly around his flesh, arching her back as she tried to take in more of him.
Her eyes closed tightly, lost in the sensation of having him so close and yet not completely inside her. It was a torment unlike anything else she had ever experienced, and it only made her need for him burn hotter. She wrapped one hand around his shaft again, stroking him in time with each deep thrust of her tongue, determined to prove that she would take care of his sperm and make sure it flourished inside her body.
Lucy didn't know how long she could keep this up; all she knew was that as long as he let her taste and touch him like this, there was nowhere else in the world she'd rather be. Her focus narrowed to nothing but serving his pleasure, giving him everything he wanted and more.
I caress her hair "yes, keep worshipping them. Kiss my big balls, tell them nice words, thay have to know you really want, really need their sperm, and that you will take good care of them"
With each word he spoke, her desire seemed to intensify. Her tongue darted out to lick over his balls again, leaving a hot trail of wetness in its wake. "I want your sperm," she whispered against his flesh. "Please let me have it... I need it inside me." She sucked harder, moaning around his balls as her fingers continued to stroke him in time with the movement of her tongue.
Her cheeks hollowed as she attempted to breathe through her nose, taking in the musky scent that was uniquely segun. It filled her senses and made her dizzy with need; all she could think about was having him inside her again, feeling him stretching her and making her his. "I'll make sure it's taken care of," she promised, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their shared breathing.
Her body trembled as she worked him with practiced ease, eager to please and willing to do anything he asked of her. She had become addicted to the way he made her feel, to the intensity of his touch and the fierceness of his dominance. There was nothing else in the world that could compare to this; there was only segun.
"Dont say that to me, say it to my balls. They are the one making my seeds"
With a shiver, she obeyed. "I want your sperm... please give it to me..." She suckled on his balls roughly, her tongue tracing circles around the tight skin before diving in once more for another deep thrust. Her eyes closed tightly, trying to focus on nothing but him and the pleasure he was giving her through this simple act of surrender.
"Your sperm is all I need..." she breathed against his flesh. "I'll take care of it... keep it safe... make sure it grows inside me." Her hips rocked forward, pressing the length of her body closer to his leg in a desperate plea for more contact. She could feel herself growing wetter with each passing second, aching for him to be deep within her where she belonged. "Please let me have your seed..."