Hekate's Passage: A Story of Sex and Rock'n'roll, Part 1, Vol. 1 by Eleyne Kot, Yasmin Lazaro Read Free Book Online Page A

look at him mesmerized.
    “Tell me, beautiful, do you like caviar?” He kisses my nipple, smiles roguishly and walks out, leaving me tied and full of expectations. For these few minutes when he’s gone, I almost go nuts imagining what he’s going to do to me. My pussy’s on fire, burning and craving for his dick. Almost hurting me from unfulfilled need. I gasp seeing him come back. He’s pushing a fully laden trolley – for sure there’s a bottle of champagne in an iced bucket together with two glasses. And a little jar with dark contents – I suppose it’s the caviar he mentioned. When he places the trolley next to the bed, I see also a little plastic bowl with ground salmon and a plate with oysters.
    The desire is burning inside me with a fire I have never felt before. He smiles and doesn’t waste more time, proceeding to put some caviar on my nipples. Then he starts licking them, I gasp and arch my body feeling his wet tongue on my skin, swirling, enticing. Soon his teeth join the game, nibbling and biting. I just moan his name as the caresses leave me almost dizzy. He lifts up his head and kisses me deeply again. I can taste the caviar on his tongue when his and mine fool around. Meanwhile, I can feel his hand applying more to some strategically chosen spots on my body.
    His head then goes down and his tongue starts licking playfully the patches of caviar from my skin. I gasp and moan in pleasure as he eats the delicacy from my nipples and then sucks and bites them. He proceeds to lick my tummy and my navel. I feel the fire burning inside me, but I can do nothing about it. I want to have him inside me again, but he’s mischievous and just lets me suffer this sweet torture of his tongue. I continue to get hotter and crazier about him fucking me one more time.
    His tongue reaches my pussy again, he starts licking my clit sending pleasure waves all over my body. Then he inserts his fingers inside me sliding them in and out, rubbing my inner walls, while he continues sucking and licking my pleasure button. I can only moan in ecstasy. His fingers find my G-point and begin to caress it while his tongue keeps on playing with me. The fire in me keeps on growing until I climax at his petting. I tremble and spasm, yelling his name when my pussy contracts on his fingers, trying to eat them, to suck them deep inside me. I flail my head on the pillows as the ecstasy shakes me; I almost see stars when the climactic waves roll over me.
    When everything subsides, he decides to get some more refreshments for both of us. He opens the champagne bottle and pours some into the glasses. He unties me and hands one to me. We lie down on the bed and we sip the drink slowly. I feel so soft and languid after the delicious licking I just got from him, but I’m still not sure if it’s reality, or if it’s just a dream. I have to take advantage of having him next to me 100 percent. I kiss him passionately and say:
    “So this is going to be a feast…”
    He smiles seductively, confirming his power over me and nods his head taking an oyster from the trolley and feeding me. I lick the morsel, then swallow it and lick again the shell, then his fingers. I spill some champagne on his chest then start licking there, too. I can’t get enough of him, I want to lick him all over, cherish his whole body, eat him up entirely.
    I spill some more to mark the trail for my tongue, lick it off slowly, looking him in the eyes all the time. I slide down and spill more drink on his dick and nuts, begun to lick them, too. Doing the blow job on him for the first time turns me on so much. The combination of oysters, champagne and his maleness is simply irresistible. It sends my mind and senses reeling. His hands on my head guide me in the rhythm that he likes, he groans in pleasure. I lick and suck him fervently, tasting his dick for the first time, finding him delicious, getting crazier and more feverish with every lick. I don’t know how long I blow him,