Tastes Like

Chapter 2: The stuff you've been waiting for.

(Disclaimer x2: Please? A phone number? An email address? Something?)

(Dedicated to a friend named for a cat. She knows who she is. I hope you enjoy it.)

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Whatever she had been then, she was something else entirely now. She loved the way a warm cock felt inside of her, how it stretched her time and time again, each one filling her differently but still stretching her as her pussy molded itself to each length and shape. She loved the feel of a woman's fingers fucking her, the wet squish and pump and breath as each tried to get their fill of her and each left daydreaming about what they would do next.

Wholly satisfied, Caramel lay in bed in the loft of her apartment, relaxing as her current partner collapsed and softened inside her. Once she had come out of the BDSM club that night everything had been provided for her- no one ever thought to ask her for payment. Tall and athletically built, with long dark wavy hair and dark skin, it was hard for people to pick their favorite feature. Her almond-shaped eyes were a deep color, perhaps a rich, dark purple. Her lips were full and exceptionally kissable, with perfect white teeth that fit her face wonderfully. Perfect D-cup breasts, wide hips, round buttocks, toned thighs...she was 165lbs of heat and desire. A celebrity in the community, everyone wanted her- men and woman came to her bed to become better lovers, she was sought out to bless marriage beds before the nuptials, and women bribed her with gifts to take their boys to bed. Sleeping with her was more than a simple fuck- she could take all stress away, increase fertility in others, (she herself could bear no children or catch any disease- a side effect of the change) and even enhance others physical features, if you take my meaning.

"That...was...amazing." The man huffed, panting as he rolled back in the sheets.

"Mm." Caramel purred softly, turning to trail a finger down the mans chest, lightly circling his nipple. She loved a man with a good set of abs.

"How many times was that?"

"Eight...well...nine." Caramel mumured as her teeth found his ear, biting ever so gently as her hand slid down and wrapped around his dick. Squeezing lightly, she pulled at him with slow strokes, tongue sliding along the outer curves of his ear. The man bit back a groan as he began to stiffen.

"I need to get to work-"

"Bob will understand. I have an appointment with him later tonight anyway." Her teeth moved down his skin to bite his neck, latching on with a strong suck and swirl of her tongue on his skin. He shuddered, panting as her hand crept from his shaft to cup and squeeze his balls, rubbing them together in her palm and pressing on the soft spot just behind them before returning her attention to the hardened shaft, rubbing at the underside of the head with her thumb. Her hardened nipples pressed into his skin as her hand tugged on the hairs at the nape of his neck, scratching and tangling as she pumped his shaft harder and harder. The man groaned again, hips lifting off the bed and bucking into her palm.

"Ooh. Mnh. Yeah, that's it." Caramel's tongue once again found the man's nipple, teasing slowly from one side to the next. Her hand was pumping furiously now, stroking him off with short efficient strokes. His fists were tangled in the sheets, one hand sliding between her legs to find her soaked clit. She hissed and lightly bit his nipple in pleasure.

"Mmn, naughty boy. Wanting your fingers inside me, or wanting to cum on my tits?" Her purple eyes and raised eyebrow caused him to toss his head back in a groan.

"That's what I thought." With a final lick and kiss to his nipple she straddled him, staring into his eyes as her soft breasts and hard nipples blazed a trail down his skin, tongue leaving a brand of fire as it weaved in and out of the dips in his abs. Settling behind his dick she straightened, slapping his cock against her trim stomach as she bounced along in rhythm to the up and down stroking of her palm. It wasn't long before he lost control of his load.

"I'm...I'm cumming!" He managed to groan. With one final thrust thick ropes of cum began to spew out, white on dark caramel skin. Licking her lips, Caramel tightened her grip and kept stroking him, milking him for all he was worth. Finally well and truly spent, the man collapsed back onto the sheets. Caramel's hand fisted in his hair, lifting him back up until he was sitting in an upright position, face less than an inch away from her tits.

"Very good boy, you know how much I love to get bathed in cum. Now. Start cleaning."

Obediently, the man closed his eyes and began licking.