Austin’s desire surged as he watched Orpheus take control, her sultry confidence igniting a fire within him. As she pleasured herself, tasting the mixture of their essences, a surge of dominant energy overcame him. It was time to take the reins and make his mark on her body, to taste every inch of her with fervent hunger, to be the good son he is.
With a low growl of need, Austin shifted his position, guiding Orpheus to lie back on the bed. His gaze was a mixture of raw desire and determination as he leaned over her, his lips finding the curve of her neck. He kissed a path along her skin, each brush of his lips leaving a heated trail in its wake. Orpheus’s moans fueled his hunger, spurring him on to explore every inch of her body.
“Um~my son~”
His lips roamed lower, finding the swell of her breasts, the softness of her stomach, the curve of her hips. With each kiss, each taste, he left his mark on her skin, claiming her as his own. Orpheus’s fingers tangled in his hair, her nails grazing his scalp as her own need grew. She was his canvas, and he was painting her with the colors of his desire.
The nectar that still dripped from her nipples was a tantalizing feast, and Austin’s lips closed around one with an urgency that matched his hunger, he couldn’tget enough os its Heavenly taste. He suckled, tasted, and teased, each movement drawing forth moans of pleasure from Orpheus’s lips. The mixture of her sweetness and his essence drove him wild, his arousal surging to new heights.
“Harder~go harder, son~”
Orpheus’s fingers dug into his shoulders, her hips arching upward to meet his mouth, a silent plea for more. Austin obliged, his kisses moving lower, mapping the curves and crevices of her body. His lips trailed along the contours of her thighs, the insides of her legs, and the sensitive skin behind her knees.
“Yes~, Son~,” she moaned, her voice a breathless symphony of need. “Make me go crazy.”
He looked up at her, a wicked glint in his eyes. “That’s the plan, my dear mother~.”
His mouth continued its journey, tasting her with a hunger that was matched only by her own. He reveled in the way her body quivered beneath his touch, the way her moans grew louder with each new sensation. Every edge of Orpheus’s body became a playground for his lips and tongue, a canvas for his desire.
When his mouth finally found the center of her pleasure, her core glistening with need, Austin paused, relishing the sight before him. Orpheus’s hips bucked against his mouth, a silent plea for release. He obliged, his tongue delving into her depths with a hunger that matched his own. Her taste was intoxicating, a heady mixture of her nectar and his arousal, driving him to explore her even deeper.
“Ahh~um~,” she cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair as he brought her closer to the edge. Her moans filled the air, a symphony of ecstasy that drove him to push her further. He sucked and licked, his movements becoming more urgent as he sensed her climax approaching.
And then, with a primal cry of pleasure, Orpheus shattered, her body convulsing in his grasp. Austin held on, riding out the waves of her orgasm with a sense of triumph. As she came down from her high, her chest heaving with exertion, he crawled up her body, his lips claiming hers in a passionate kiss.
Orpheus tasted herself on his lips, the intimate reminder of their shared pleasure only igniting her desire further. She pulled him closer, her fingers gripping his hair as their tongues danced in a heated embrace. The balance of power had shifted, Austin now firmly in control, and the air crackled with their mutual need.
As the kiss deepened, their bodies pressed together in a primal dance of desire. Austin’s erection throbbed against Orpheus’s core, a testament to his own need. He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck once again, leaving a trail of wet heat in their wake.
“Mother,” he murmured against her skin, his voice a husky growl. “I want to feel you, to be inside you.”
Her response was a passionate moan, a wordless affirmation of her own longing. Austin’s fingers worked quickly, removing the barriers that separated them. And then, with a shared breath of anticipation, he positioned himself at her entrance, his gaze locked onto hers.
Their eyes spoke volumes, a promise of pleasure, dominance, and surrender. And as Austin slowly, agonizingly slowly, entered her, their moans mingled in the air, a chorus of ecstasy that echoed throughout the room. He filled her inch by inch, each thrust a symphony of sensation that left them both trembling with need.
Orpheus’s nails dug into his back, her hips meeting his with a rhythm that matched their racing hearts. Their bodies moved in unison, a dance as old as time, a dance of desire and pleasure. The sound of their mingled gasps and moans filled the air, a symphony of their passion that reached its peak as they moved closer to the edge.
With every thrust, every sensation, Austin and Orpheus were lost in a world of their own making. The room was filled with the scent of their arousal, the heat of their bodies, and the sound of their shared pleasure. The climax built within them, a tidal wave of ecstasy that threatened to consume them both.
And as the world exploded into a burst of pleasure, their bodies convulsed in unison, their cries of release mingling in a harmonious crescendo. They clung to each other, riding out the waves of pleasure as the aftershocks of their orgasms rippled through them.
Austin’s dominance surged through his veins, a primal force that guided his every movement. His gaze locked onto Orpheus’s, a mixture of hunger and desire that mirrored her own. With deliberate intent, he withdrew from her, the wet heat of her core reluctantly releasing its hold on him. The sound of their bodies parting was a symphony of need, the tension between them palpable.
Orpheus’s chest rose and fell with ragged breaths, her eyes clouded with lust as she watched Austin’s every move. He shifted on the bed, his body a predator ready to claim its prey. The anticipation was a tangible force, each heartbeat echoing in the air as he positioned himself once again.
And then, with a surge of power, Austin’s hips snapped forward, his length plunging deep into Orpheus’s core. The feeling of her tightness wrapping around him was nothing short of exquisite, a sensation that sent sparks of pleasure rocketing through his body. The room was filled with their moans, a chorus of pleasure that echoed off the walls.
“Yes~,” Austin groaned, his voice a guttural growl. He buried himself within her, the heat of her core engulfing him, the sensation almost overwhelming in its intensity, the tightness of the Goddess beyond words, while their innate connection brought a higher level of pleasure, the two of them know what the other one wants.
Orpheus’s nails dug into his shoulders, her hips rising to meet his thrusts, each movement driving him deeper into her depths. Their bodies moved in perfect rhythm, a dance as old as time, a dance of lust and longing. The sound of their skin slapping together was a symphony of desire, a symphony that threatened to drown out all rational thought.
Austin’s hips moved with a relentless rhythm, each stroke a testament to his dominance and desire. He pulled back, then drove forward, the friction between them creating a symphony of pleasure that left them both gasping for air. Orpheus’s moans were a symphony of ecstasy, a sweet melody that fueled his hunger.
“More,” she begged, her voice a desperate plea. “Harder, my son!~.”
Amdhe the loving son obliged, his thrusts becoming more powerful, each one pushing her closer to the edge. Their bodies collided with a force that left them both trembling, their skin slick with sweat as they moved together in a dance of primal need. The sound of their mingled gasps and moans filled the room, a crescendo of pleasure that spiraled higher and higher.
Orpheus’s hips met his with a feverish urgency, her nails leaving crescent marks on his skin as her need for release grew. Austin’s grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he held her close, their bodies locked in a passionate embrace. The pressure within them built, a coil of pleasure that threatened to explode at any moment.
“Come for me, Mother,” Austin growled, his voice a command that pushed her over the edge.
With a cry that echoed through the room, Orpheus shattered, her body convulsing in a tidal wave of pleasure. Austin continued his relentless thrusts, driving her higher with each movement, the tightness of her core gripping him in a vice-like hold. Her orgasm triggered his own, a surge of pleasure that radiated from his core and consumed him.
Their cries of release mingled in the air, a harmonious chorus of ecstasy that marked the pinnacle of their passion. Austin’s hips continued their movements, drawing out their pleasure as long as possible, until finally, they stilled, their bodies intertwined in the aftermath of their fervent encounter.
Breathless and spent, they collapsed onto the bed, their skin flushed and glistening with sweat. The room was filled with the sound of their ragged breaths, the echo of their pleasure still lingering in the air. Their fingers tangled, their hands finding solace in each other’s grasp as they reveled in the intimacy they had shared.
Austin’s lips found Orpheus’s in a lingering kiss, a silent promise of the depths of their desire. Their journey was far from over, a road paved with the intoxicating mix of dominance and surrender, pleasure and passion. And as they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the promise of more pleasures yet to come hung in the air, a tantalizing prelude to the erotic odyssey that awaited them.
