WAITING

Aric stood by the large glass window in his room.

The window was clear, showing everything inside and out. He kept looking outside, his eyes scanning the path leading to the mansion.

The afternoon sun was soft, but there was no one coming. Aric waited patiently, his hands behind his back, but the road remained empty.

After some time, a knock echoed on his door.

"Come in," Aric said without turning.

The door opened slowly, and Darcy stepped inside. She looked at Aric, a gentle smile on her face.

Darcy knelt before Aric, her massive boobs pressing softly against his thighs as she looked up at him with adoring, lustful eyes.

Aric stood at the window, his gaze initially fixed on the lush garden outside, but his attention was quickly drawn to the intimate scene unfolding inside.

Darcy's hands moved slowly, her fingers tracing the outline of his cock through his pants, feeling its hardness and length.

She unbuttoned his pants with deliberate slowness, her touch light and teasing.

As she freed his cock, she wrapped her lips around him, her tongue swirling gently, tasting and exploring every inch.

The wetness of her mouth enveloped him, her saliva coating his shaft, creating a slick, warm environment that heightened every sensation.

"Mmm, you taste so good, Aric," Darcy murmured, her voice muffled by his cock in her mouth. The vibrations of her words sent shivers down his spine.

Aric's breath hitched as she took him deeper, his hands finding their way into her hair, his fingers tangling gently.

"Darcy, you're driving me wild," he groaned, his hips moving in slow, deliberate thrusts, meeting her mouth with each stroke.

Darcy's head moved up and down, her movements slow and measured, drawing out each sensation.

Her hands worked in tandem with her mouth, one hand wrapping around the base of his cock, the other cupping his balls, rolling them gently.

The combination of her wet mouth and her skilled hands created a symphony of pleasure that left Aric breathless.

"Ooo, you feel so good in my mouth," Darcy moaned, her eyes never leaving his, her gaze filled with worship and desire.

"I love the way you taste, the way you fill me up."

Aric's body responded to her touch, his hips moving in sync with her movements, each stroke sending waves of sensation through him.

Aric's body tensed, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he reached the brink of release.

The wetness of her mouth intensified, her saliva coating him completely, making each stroke smoother and more pleasurable.

Aric's body tensed as he neared his peak, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

He could feel the pleasure building, the intensity of Darcy's mouth and hands pushing him to the brink.

But he wanted to savor the moment, to draw out the pleasure for as long as possible.

"Darcy, stop," Aric groaned, his hands gently pulling her head back, his cock slipping from her mouth with a wet pop.

"I want to feel your boobs."

Darcy looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust and anticipation. "Anything for you, Aric, " she purred, her voice husky with desire.

Aric guided her to stand, his hands moving to her massive boobs, squeezing and kneading the soft, supple flesh.

Darcy moaned, her head falling back as she pressed her boobs against his hands, offering them to him.

"Fuck, your boobs are so perfect," Aric groaned, his cock throbbing with need. He pushed her gently, guiding her to sit on the edge of a nearby chair.

Darcy complied, her boobs heaving with each breath, her nipples hard and begging for attention.

Aric positioned himself between her legs, his cock nestled between her massive boobs. He leaned forward, his hands on the arms of the chair, trapping her in place.

Darcy wrapped her boobs around his cock, squeezing them together, creating a tight, warm tunnel for him to slide into.

"Oh fuck, Darcy," Aric groaned as he began to move, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding between her boobs. The sensation was intense, the softness of her flesh, the warmth of her body.

Darcy's boobs bounced and jiggled with each movement, the sight of them swaying and shaking almost too much for Aric to handle.

He could feel the pleasure building, the intensity of the sensation pushing him closer to the edge.

"Your boobs feel so good, Darcy," Aric groaned, his voice strained with effort. "I'm going to come all over them."

Darcy moaned, her eyes locked on his, her boobs squeezing tighter around his cock.

"Come for me, Aric. Mark me with your cum," she purred, her voice filled with lust and devotion.

Aric's body tensed, his hips moving in a frenzied rhythm, his cock sliding between her boobs with wild abandon.

With a final, deep thrust, he came undone, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. His cum spurted out, coating Darcy's boobs, marking her as his.

But Aric wasn't done yet. He pulled back slightly, his cock still hard and throbbing.

He aimed it at Darcy's face, his hand wrapping around the base, stroking himself as he came, sending ropes of cum spraying across her cheeks, her nose, her lips.

Darcy moaned, her eyes never leaving his, her tongue darting out to catch a drop of his cum as it landed on her lips. "Mmm, you taste so good, Aric," she purred, her voice muffled by the cum coating her face.

Aric groaned, his body still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure as he continued to stroke himself, sending more cum spraying across her face, marking her completely as his.

Darcy's boobs heaved with each breath, her nipples hard and begging for attention, her face a mess of his release.

"Fuck, Darcy," Aric whispered, his voice filled with awe and gratitude. "You look so fucking hot with my cum all over your face."

Darcy smiled, her face glistening with his release, her eyes shining with adoration.

"I'm yours, Aric. Always and forever," she whispered