I eagerly hopped up and grabbed hold of the back of the chair. Glancing over my shoulder, I watched Cole stroke his hard length, his jaw clenched tight and his dark eyes almost inky black. He roughly undid the button on my skirt and pushed it down so it pooled around my lower legs. "There, much better."
He tugged on my hip and pulled me back so I bumped right into the wide head of his cock. With one thrust, he plunged in. I screamed around the dildo and arched my back, pushing my bottom out so he could go even deeper. Yes! He pulled out, almost all the way, then rammed back in. I clenched down on the plug in my ass and squeezed his cock.
"Is this what you needed?" Cole said, gritting his teeth audibly as he drove me higher and higher.
All I could do was moan against the dildo.
"Harder?" His voice was like rough stones.
I nodded my head, my hair tangling about my face.
"Tug on your nipples."
I did as he bid, pulling on the swollen tips. It was too much. Between the bite of pain beneath my fingers, the plug in my ass, his cock buried deep in me, my mouth filled, I couldn't take any more. Overwhelmed, I sobbed at the sheer intensity of it all.
"You need my cock." He breathed deeply as he spoke. "You need to be fucked. You need your mouth filled. Come, Tessa."
At his command, I did. His words were like a trigger and everything coalesced and burst within me. I screamed, the sound muffled by the dildo in my mouth, and I was lost completely.
Cole removed the dildo from my mouth and I just slumped on the chair, wilted and depleted. I didn't care that my hair was never up in a tidy bun. I didn't care that my breasts were exposed, and wanted them that way so I could tug on them, rub them against...anything. I didn't care that I liked the push of the plug deeper into my bottom when Cole fucked me. I didn't care that Cole's seed was a sticky mess on my pussy, thighs and the pooled skirt beneath me. I didn't even care that he'd secured a dildo in my mouth. Was he still pleased of me because of this? My body was too worn out to remain awake and I fell asleep just as I was.
***
I dreamt of the pleasure I'd just had and needing it again. Not wanting, needing, and awoke to a knock at the door, my body feverish with arousal. I listened as Cole spoke with Maura about the meal she’d brought and asked her to delay her visit. I was relieved I wouldn't have to face her right away because there was something wrong with me, a sickness of some kind, where my body was burning up with every bit of my focus on relieving the never ending ache. My skin was flushed and damp with perspiration. Even when I reached orgasm, the satiation was brief, and I was just as needy again. And again.
I started to cry. Everything was so confusing, so different. I couldn't control my body.
Cole knelt down in front of me, stroked my cheek. "Oh, darlin', what's the matter?"
I turned into him and he pulled me down into his lap as he sat on the floor, letting me cry until I had no more tears. While doing so, I felt the softness of his shirt against my breasts, his cock against my bottom, the heat of his skin against my cheek, which made me want him. That very fact made me cry even more. I only thought about how I could come again. But Cole had said I could only come if something was in my mouth. Could I take his cock again? I shifted on his lap, trying to rub my...clit - that's what he called it- on his leg. God, I had to come. I looked around. There was no dildo in sight, so it would have to be Cole's cock.
I moved off his lap to kneel in front of him, working frantically at the placard of his pants. Desperate. "If I suck your cock, can I come?"
Cole
I raised one eyebrow in question, then hissed out a breath as she pulled my cock free, amazed that she was so eager. She was so aroused. Just the one pill--not even a honeymoon dose--was enough to push her into heat. The change was incredible. She was desperate, frantic, wild. She'd come three times in as many hours and she needed it again. It was time to lower the dose; only one pill a day. I wanted the real Tessa, her own passion, not lost in the desires the pills wrought.
A stream of pre-cum dripped from the slit of my cock and Tessa quickly lowered her head to lick it off. I shifted my legs so she could kneel between them.
"I don't know what's wrong with me," she panted as she glanced up at me, her chin bumping the tip of my cock. "Can I touch myself, Cole? Please."
"Yes, Tessa," I murmured. "Touch yourself. Make it better while you suck my cock. Nice and deep." I watched as she reached between her legs and rubbed her pussy in frantic circles. Without her skirt to inhibit my view, I could see her dainty lips all coated in my seed and her juices, her clit all hard and still aching for relief. She lowered her head and took me deep into her mouth, all the way into her throat, then pulling back, over and over as she used her hand on herself.
"There's nothing wrong with you, Tessa," I told her reassuringly as she worked at both of our pleasures. "You're in heat. That's what happens to good girls when they marry. You need my cock in your pussy, in your mouth, and someday, in your ass. You need me to fuck you and do all k
inds of things to you to make you come."
She pulled off my cock and looked up at me, her eyes glazed with desire, her lips red and slick, her cheeks flushed. Her nipples pointed down and almost brushed against the cotton of my pants. It was the most arousing of sights. "I'm not a good girl," she whispered, her eagerness gone.
I ran my big hand over her head to her nape, held her in place so she'd look at me. "Yes, Tessa, you are. You're my good girl. You belong to me now and what I say is all that matters."
A tear slipped down her cheek and I wiped it off with my thumb. "But my mother...my sister--"
"They are of no concern. You must forget about their words, about them. You only need to please me now and you're doing such a good job."
"I can't control myself. I can't keep control of my body." To prove this, her hips started shifting back and forth as she circled her fingers again over her clit. She moaned. Gently, I lowered her head to my cock and she took me deep without complaint.
"I have control of your body, Tessa," I murmured, thrusting my hips up when she sucked her cheeks in. I swear she was about to pull the cum from my body. "You belong to me. Your body belongs to me. Give it over to me. Let go. I'll take care of you. You don't have to worry about a thing but pleasing me. When you please me, you get your own pleasure." I took a deep breath. "Now suck hard and I'll come down your throat. Then you can come, too."