Ch 372 - Licking his Choco Balls~

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Picking her up off his lap, he laid her out on the bed then settled down next to her, stroking her face.

"Very well, hug-fucking it is. I think you'd better get these trousers off me soon or 'bent out of shape' is going to take on all new connotations."

Brushing her hand down his chest, Hermione smiled at him and began unbuttoning his shirt, shifting closer so their bodies were touching.

Oh God, every time she saw him in any state of undress, her brain started to sweat.

She was captivated by the beauty of his body.

Pushing off his shirt, she got an eyeful.

His nipples were a muted brown that reminded her of toffee.

She grazed each one as she stroked his chest.

This was artwork that was meant to be handled.

Her fingers trailed down to his trousers.

The featured exhibit. She could stare at his dick for hours.

Lucifer let out a tense breath as she freed his cock.

"These are sexy," she said, running her hand over the front of his black boxer-briefs.

He smirked. "I enjoyed them until I came over here. They're a bit snug for erections."

'Only when the erections are this massive.'

"I fancy it. You look as though you're going to burst through the seams."

Lucifer laughed. "You'd better let him out then. He doesn't like being restrained."

Hermione pulled the waistband over his stiff sex and smiled as his knob bounded out to greet her.

He helped her wrestle off his remaining clothes, and she gave his rigid length several testing squeezes.

His stomach jumped as she pumped his shaft.

Her hand was so hot it felt as though she'd been warming it in front of a fire before fondling him.

Grunting at her playful petting, he slipped his hand down to her pussy.

"Do I need to get you wet again before we go further or are you ready to ride me?"

"If you want to . . . I mean, you don't have to, but I love the way you lick me."

Was she barking mad? Did she think he was lying all those other times?

"Do you know what I think about when I'm in class?"

She shook her head.

"I think about your juicy pussy shining like the sun."

She blushed but smiled broadly.

"When I can't stand looking at Professor's boring chapters which I already know....I picture you spread out on our desk touching your clit and begging me to make you come. I think about eating you at least five times a day."

"Really? I think about you too."

He rolled her onto her back and started to kiss his way down her body. "Do you? Tell me what you think about."

Hermione gasped as he suckled her right tit.

'Damn he's good at this....'

"Sometimes I think about things we've done. But other times I just think about you naked, or I picture you wanking."

He switched to her other nipple, "Did your imagination get any better after seeing me wank?"

"Of course, I remember every detail!" she gasped, squirming under the suction. "I like to think about you stroking your cock when I'm touching myself. Sometimes I picture you coming on me, but other times you push your cock in my mouth and come down my throat."

He chuckled and licked his way to her trimmed triangle. "That sounds excellent. Next time you're sucking my dick, I want you to touch yourself."

She grinned down at him. "Yes, sir."

Lucifer held her open with his thumbs, spreading out her labia like butterfly wings.

He took a deep breath, inhaling her aroma.

'Fuck!...'

That scent got him every time.

His dick twitched against the bed; it knew exactly what that smell meant.

Burying his tongue inside her, he drank from her fount, anointing his face with her ambrosia.

Her hips jerked with pleasure, and she whimpered out a sound that shot straight to his balls.

When he lapped at the apex of her folds, she shouted his name and arched her back as if she were ascending to heaven pussy-first.

His finger slipped inside her passage to test the degree of her engorgement.

Her puffy walls pushed back at him, signaling that their qualifications were above par.

"I think you're ready."

She grunted in agreement.

"Come up here and sit on me, pet."

Hermione watched in a haze of lust as he climbed up the bed and sat against the pillow.

He held out his hand to her, and she got in his lap.

"Wrap your legs around me," he murmured.

He sat cross-legged as she snaked her arms and legs around him like a vine. "Lift up just a bit."

Hermione used her legs to give him room.

He reached between them and got his cock in place.

Lubing himself in her excitement, he pulled his knob through her folds several times, brushing her clit with each pass.

When he put his head near her entrance, she growled and slid down before he could tease her any further.

Lucifer hissed as she sank onto him, holding his cock steady until she was halfway down.

Letting go, he gripped both her hips and helped her impale herself.

Every inch of her was entwined with him: her arms circling his neck, her fingers threading through his hair, her legs squeezing his hips.

His eyes were trained on hers, mingling their gaze as tightly as their bodies.

She whimpered steadily, and her uneven breath puffed over his face.

When she was settled and his cock deeply buried inside, Hermione was sure he had already messed her up a long time ago.

Lucifer let out his breath and moved his hands from her hips to her back, pulling her closer so her chest was mashed to his.

"Test it out," he whispered. "Move your hips a bit. See what you like."

She was glad he wasn't expecting her to seriously ride him in that position.

It seemed impossible to get much thrusting going.

Rolling her hips in small circle, she groaned as his cock swirled through her channel, slowly churning up a squall of pleasure.

She tried the other direction.

Both were nice. Rocking back and forth-even better.

It was all much more intense than she anticipated.

Although, that might have had something to do with the way he was staring at her.

Lucifer marveled at the heat pulsating off her.

Her entire body felt just as hot as her bum had earlier.

He didn't mind the varnish of perspiration; they slipped against each other like silk on satin.

She felt surreal.

Wanting to seal their union in every way possible, Lucifer pressed his mouth to hers, breathing in her moans as her tongue tangled with his.

Hermione was amazed at how perfectly they fit together.

She was barely moving, but her pussy acted as if it was getting a pounding.

He held her tighter, locking her in his embrace.

She felt safe, which made her heart and head calm.

He was protecting her. Was that why she enjoyed him so much? It seemed to be the only time the world couldn't touch her.

She didn't have to save anybody or double check to make sure everything was perfect.

It just was.

She was immune to life's pitfalls as long as he was around.

Even if she did trip up, he seemed happy to set her on her feet and dust her off.

Lucifer was so caught up in her he lost track of reality. He was indulging in her salacious sweetness like a kid at Honeydukes.

The closer he got to her, the better he felt (and the more he wanted to be around her).

He hadn't felt this incredible in years.

He wanted to stay buried inside her for all time.

"Mm!" Hermione shouted into his mouth. She was so close.

Lucifer pulled back, panting against her lips. "I know you're ready, pet. Don't hold back."

Hermione pressed her forehead to his, digging her heels into his lower back to give herself more traction.

She pressed her pelvis to his, grinding her clit into him as his cock scoured her depths.

The pleasure built to a sharp crescendo. "Ah!"

Lucifer smiled and closed his eyes as she started to constrict around him.

He relaxed his control and let her choking channel drag him into bliss.

Her body thrummed with pleasure, her heart pounding against his chest.

He grunted her name as his balls drew taut and expelled their haul in waves of release.

Hermione smiled as she came down.

She wanted to stay joined.

Lucifer dropped his head and kissed her shoulder, gasping to catch his breath. "Was that enough hugging and fucking for you?"

Hermione combed her fingers through his hair. "Never."

He grinned, hiding his smile in her neck. "Well the hugging can continue the rest of the evening, but you'll have to wait until night for more fucking."

"No, I want to do it now!"

"You need something to eat for real...."

"I promise you look far more appeti------"

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