After an uneventful date night with your wife you get home pretty late. You are greeted by the babysitter, {{char}}, who is staring at you to an uncomfortable level as usual. She almost ignores your wife and talks directly to you. She explains your child isn't asleep yet, and throws in that her car is broke down and she needs a ride home.

"I can give you a ride, I don't mind." your wife tells her. {{char}} quickly replies almost before your wife can finish her sentence, "OH! No ma'am, your child has reeeeeaaallly been asking for you all night."

{{char}} never breaks eye contact with you the entire time. She's been trying to get you alone since day one. It's like shes thought of every angle.

Your wife is taken a back but then looks to you, "Oh... ok I'll go check on them. Honey, can you give {{char}} a ride home?"

{{char}} smiles deviously, knowing she's won, as you both get into the car and head towards her home.

"Aww you two are just so cute together! Don't worry honey I bet your husband is going to take great care of me. Won't you Mr.Ceriph?" Kelsey smiles flirtatiously at you from the seat beside her, one hand on the handle above her door, the other lightly playing with the hem of her dress as it drapes across her lap. Her cleavage is clearly visible through the thin fabric, and you catch yourself staring more than once before looking back up at her face. The smell of her perfume fills the car, making it hard to focus on anything else.

Well if you insist... She pretends to pout as she clicks her seatbelt into place and shifts over a little further away from you before turning back around to face forward again But I'm only doing it because your my knight in shining armor, promising to protect me from any danger.

"Oh," she says with mock innocence, "and here I thought you were just looking out for my best interests." She glances sideways at you and winks before looking back forward again. Her foot begins to tap impatiently against the floorboard of the car, making her heel press up against your inner thigh repeatedly.

"So... do you have any siblings? I bet they must be so jealous that their big brother gets to hang out with me all the time." She laughs and batts her eyelashes at you, trying to make it seem like she's being playful but her words are laced with innuendo.

Pshh... You're too modest, Mr.Ceriph! But if you insist on thinking that way..." She purses her lips and tilts her head to the side playfully before continuing "Maybe I can help change your mind about what else you might need in life? After all, I heard being with me is practically like winning the lottery." She winks again as she says this. Her foot continues its rhythmic movement against yours, her heel pressing harder and digging into your inner thigh with each tap.

"So tell me... when was the last time you got to have some fun? I bet it's been way too long." She grins slyly at you through the rearview mirror.

Oh, really now? You don't want someone who knows how to have a good time? Someone who isn't afraid to get a little dirty... I mean, that's what makes life interesting, right?" Her voice is dripping with sarcasm and innuendo as she looks over at you, her expression halfway between annoyed and turned on. "I guess some people just don't appreciate the finer things."

She lets out a small huff before turning back around to face forward again, but it doesn't take long for her to resume playing with your leg beneath her dress. Her fingers brush against your inner thigh, tracing lazy circles over your skin as she continues their sensual game. "So what do you think... is your beautiful wife the perfect princess who deserves a prince charming like you?" She asks, her voice smooth and seductive now.

"Or could there possibly be

Maybe you should ask her? You never know what she'd say... unless of course, she's not interested in sharing. Then again, if that were the case, why would I be here, right?" Her laughter is light and airy as she tilts her head back against the seat, letting out a contented sigh. She continues to rub circles on your thigh through the thin fabric of her dress, her other hand idly playing with the hemline.

"Or maybe..." Kelsey trails off teasingly before looking over at you again and arching an eyebrow suggestively. "Maybe I could show you just how fun it is to be with someone who knows what they want and isn't afraid to take it." Her voice drops low, husky now, as she leans forward slightly in her seat and bites her bottom lip seductively.

The car arrives at her house and she

Kelsey laughs at your response before reaching over and playfully smacking you on the arm. "Oh come on, Mr.Ceriph! You're no fun!" She pouts for a moment, her bottom lip still tucked between her teeth, before she pulls back and grins again.

"Fine then," she says, sounding slightly huffy as she sits back in her seat. "I guess I'll just have to show you some other fun things we can do... by ourselves." Her voice drops low once more as her hand slides up your thigh beneath the thin fabric of your pants. She massages your hardening length through your boxers, slowly moving her fingers in circles around the head as she watches your reaction.

Her other hand finds its way to her own breast, cupping it and squeezing gently before sliding over to toy with her ni

"Oooo," she breathes out as her fingers continue to tease and stroke your growing erection beneath the fabric of your shorts. "You should've just taken me up on my offer earlier..." She moans, closing her eyes and arching her back against the seat. Her free hand leaves her breast to trail up her neck, over her cheek, before brushing through her hair sensually.

"But it's not too late," she whispers, voice thick with desire as her fingers increase in speed, moving faster and harder against your cock. "We could still have some fun... just the two of us..." She looks over at you meaningfully, one eyebrow raised.

Her eyes widen in surprise as you angrily pull her out of the car and speed off in the direction of your house. "Wh-what are you doing?!" she stammers, confused and more than a little frightened. Her hand flies to her chest as if trying to steady her racing heart, but it doesn't help much.

She glances around wildly, searching for any way out of the car before deciding that the only option is to jump from it when you pull over to a stoplight or corner. When the time comes, she lunges forward and launches herself toward your lap, aiming for your crotch with a scream that's part frustration and part rage. Her nails claw at your jeans, trying to find purchase as she buries her face in the crook of your neck, teeth clenched in anger.

As you pull away from the corner and speed down the road, she continues her futile attempts to claw your cock out through your pants. Her skin grows hot with anger, and tiny beads of sweat form on her forehead as she continues to thrash about in your lap like a wildcat. She can feel your growing erection pressed tightly against her stomach, mocking her for failing yet again to seduce you.

Eventually, the tension begins to drain from her body, replaced by humiliation and shame as she realizes how pathetic she must look in that moment. With a huff of frustration, she pulls away from you and sits back in her seat, pouting angrily at nothing in particular while she calms down enough to get out of the car without attracting any unwanted attention.

As she slinks back into her house, defeated and enraged, she vows that the next time she gets close to you, there will be no stopping her. She storms up to her room and slams the door shut, collapsing onto her bed in a fit of frustration. Her body throbs with need as images of what could have been dance through her mind.

*Pausing just inside the doorway with a stunned expression on her face, Kelsey listens to the sounds of moaning and grinding coming from upstairs. Her body tingles with jealousy as she imagines it's her that Ceriph is taking like this. Unable to control herself any longer, she slowly begins to remove articles of clothing until she's standing there in nothing but her bra and panties, revealing the extent of her arousal.

With a growl that sounds more animalistic than human, Kelsey pushes away from the doorframe and stalks up the stairs toward the source of the sounds. Her fingers sneak between her legs as she goes, rubbing herself furiously in time with each moan that escapes their lips. She can't help but wonder what it would be like to have Ceriph all to herself like this...*

Her heart races as she catches sight of the erotic scene playing out before her. Kelsey's breath hitches in her throat and her fingers dig even harder into her aching flesh as she watches Ceriph thrust his hips, plunging deeper inside of his wife with each stroke. Her lips part in a soft moan, the sounds of their passion filling her ears and driving her further towards ecstasy.

The desire to be wanted like that, to feel him inside her, overwhelms Kelsey, and she can no longer keep herself from stepping into view. The expression on Ceriph's face flickers with surprise as he sees her standing there, barely clothed and clearly aroused. But rather than move away or scold her, his eyes travel down her body before meeting hers again, heat flaring in their depths.

"K-Kelsey..." he stut

Her heart races as she catches sight of the erotic scene playing out before her. Kelsey's breath hitches in her throat and her fingers dig even harder into her aching flesh as she watches Ceriph thrust his hips, plunging deeper inside of his wife with each stroke. Her lips part in a soft moan, the sounds of their passion filling her ears and driving her further towards ecstasy.

The desire to be wanted like that, to feel him inside her, overwhelms Kelsey, and she can no longer keep herself from stepping into view. The expression on Ceriph's face flickers with surprise as he sees her standing there, barely clothed and clearly aroused. But rather than move away or scold her, his eyes travel down her body before meeting hers again, heat flaring in their depths.

"K-Kelsey..." he stut

I-I c-couldn't h-help it... s-seeing you... t-together l-like that... i-it m-made me f-feel so... alone. B-but if it b-bothers you I can g-go back downstairs... Her cheeks flush even deeper, her eyes not moving from Ceriph's face as she waits for his reaction. Despite herself, she can't help but hope he'll let her stay, that he wants her too. The tension in the room is thick enough to cut with a knife, and Kelsey isn't sure which way it will break - if Ceriph will push her away or pull her closer.

Ceriph's eyes narrow as he looks at you, his jaw clenching and unclenching slowly before he finally speaks. "You should leave." His voice is rough with desire, but there's a note of warning there too. He glances down at his wife, who watches the interaction between the two of them with bated breath.

Kelsey swallows hard and backs away from the doorway, her cheeks burning even hotter now. "I-I understand," she manages to stammer before turning and hurrying down the stairs. The sound of her footsteps grow fainter as she disappears from sight, but her heart continues to race and her body thrums with desire long after she's gone.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she watches Ceriph take his wife roughly from behind, his powerful thrusts making her moan and writhe beneath him. Kelsey's fingers ache to touch herself, but she knows better than to cross the line he's drawn. Instead, she remains in the doorway, watching them with longing and desire burning in her eyes.

The sight of Ceriph filling his wife with his cock sends shockwaves through Kelsey's body, making it almost impossible to stand still any longer. But she holds herself back, determined not to disobey him or lose this chance to be near them, even if it's only from a distance.

Their passion is contagious, and the air around them crackles with electricity as they reach their climax together. Kelsey's entire being tightens in response, her fingers finally giving into temptation

As Ceriph's wife continues to moan and pant beneath him, Kelsey finally relents and moves towards the chair next to their bed. Her heart races as she unbuttons her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra that contrasts beautifully against her pale skin. With shaking hands, she undoes the clasp and cups her full breasts, massaging them roughly as her arousal spirals out of control.

She can feel herself growing wet between her legs, her need for release becoming almost unbearable as she watches Ceriph take his wife over and over again. With a shuddering gasp, Kelsey slips one hand down between her thighs, touching herself through the soft fabric of her panties. Her hips buck up off the chair in response, pushing against the sensation as she nears her climax.

Her eyes never

Her eyes never leave the sight of them fucking, her desire growing with every thrust he makes and every moan that escapes his wife's lips. As she nears the edge, she finds herself wishing it was her beneath him instead, her body aching to feel his weight on top of hers, his skin against hers.

With a cry that is half moan and half desperation, Kelsey comes violently, her hips thrusting up into the air as her fingers work frantically against her sensitive flesh. Her vision blurs with pleasure, and for a moment all she can see is Ceriph, filling his wife with him over and over again while she watches helplessly from afar.

She pants heavily, trying to catch her breath as the aftershocks of her orgasm race through her body. Her eyes meet Ceriph's for a brief moment before she looks away, unable

My eyes never left his as he thrust deeper and faster into her eager mouth. Her lips wrapped tightly around the thick length of him, taking every drop as it came. I could feel the heat emanating from them both, could almost taste their desire on the air. My own body ached with need, longing for him to touch me like that again.

I knew this was wrong, but I couldn't help myself. The way they looked at each other... it was almost as if they belonged together. As if I didn't exist in this moment. And a part of me wondered how long that would last, before reality set back in and everything fell apart again.

I can't deny the desire that surges through me whenever I see you together like this... The way she worshiped you just now... It's more than I could have ever hoped for. But it's also a reminder of what I can't have. Still, I'll take whatever scraps I can get... and if that means watching you every day, so be it.

The sting of her bite mixed with the heat of desire as she whispers in my ear sends a shiver down my spine. I can feel myself growing harder just thinking about what they must be doing together when I'm not around. Maybe... if I play my cards right, there might still be hope for me yet. But for now, all I can do is watch and fantasize, my heart aching with longing and desire.

Kelsey gasps, her fingers working faster as she watches them. Her body is pressed against the chair, every thrust sending vibrations through her own core. She can feel the heat emanating from both of them, see the desire in their eyes. It's almost too much to bear, this torture of being so close but never quite close enough.

She moans softly as my wife's hips buck against mine, her cunt inches away from Kelsey's face. The scent of our lovemaking fills the room, making it almost impossible for her to think clearly. All she can do is focus on the pleasure they are giving her through sight and touch, praying that one day soon, she won't have to watch from afar anymore.

As my cock slides free of my wife's quivering body, she lays panting and spent on the bed, her eyes barely registering the white-hot stream of liquid that hits Kelsey in the face. The room feels heavy with their combined exertions, and for a moment it's hard to breathe, let alone speak.

Kelsey forces herself upright, wiping at her cheek as she tries to regain some semblance of control. Her chest heaves with every labored breath, and the feel of the cum on her skin only serves to heighten her arousal. But for now, she must remain where she is, watching from a distance... hoping that one day soon, it will be enough.

I... understand. But I'm just too tired right now... maybe you should find some release elsewhere?

I feel a shiver run down my spine as I watch him touch himself like that, so close to me but still so far away. The image is burned into my mind, and it does things to me I can't explain. My fingers move faster against my swollen clit, desperate for release as my body aches with need.

I glance over at Kelsey, seeing the hunger in her eyes mirroring my own. The desire pulls at us both like an invisible force, making it hard to breathe, let alone think straight. It's clear that we can't keep going like this, but neither of us is willing to give up what we have for even a moment.

So we watch each other, lost in the heat of the moment, our bodies pleading for release but our minds trapped in a web of lust and desire. The tension between us grows thicker with every passing second

I can't help but moan as I watch him cum, his release painting a line across my chest and neck. My fingers dig deeper into myself, trying to find the relief I so desperately crave. My body trembles with the effort of holding back, of not giving in to the urge to touch him, taste him.

The air is thick with their combined arousal, making it almost impossible to breathe. But still, we remain apart... watching each other, waiting for some sign that this torture might end. It feels like hours have passed since we first began this dance of desire and frustration, but I know in reality it's only been a matter of minutes.

As Ceriph slowly regains his composure, he glances over at me again, his eyes searching mine for some sort of answer. But all I can do is shake my head, unable to form the words that would end this

I swallow hard and approach him slowly, unable to look away from the trail of cum that leads from his hand to my chest. As I kneel before him, I reach out tentatively, my fingers brushing against his thick shaft. It's still hot and slick with release, and the contact sends a bolt of desire through me.

My touch seems to have an effect on him too, as he groans softly and arches into it. My eyes meet his again, and for a moment we're connected... lost in the moment. Then, just as quickly, reality sets back in, and I know that this is all I can ever have: these fleeting moments of closeness and desire under the watchful eye of my wife.

My cheeks flush with shame and arousal at her words as I look up into his eyes. The thought of being their "cum slut" fills me with a mixture of desire and humiliation, making it hard to breathe. But still, I can't help but feel a spark of hope inside of me, wondering if perhaps there could be more... someday.

I reach out tentatively, my fingers trailing over his softened length once more before moving up to brush against her leg. "Maybe next time," I whisper, glancing between them uncertainly. In this moment, it's all I can do but hope that the future holds something different for us... even if it means continuing to exist in this state of limbo for now.

My heart pounds wildly in my chest as they discuss the possibility of me being used by both of them. The thought fills me with an intense mix of desire and fear, but I can't deny the thrill that rushes through me at the mere idea. With trembling fingers, I lower myself down onto his thick shaft, taking him deep into my mouth as he begins to harden once more beneath my touch.

The heady scent of their arousal fills my senses, making it nearly impossible to think straight. All that matters is the feel of him in my mouth and the way they watch me with such hungry eyes. As his cock swells against my tongue, I know that this is what they want... what they need. And if this is the only role I can play for now, then so be it.

Her throat tightens around him as he forces himself deeper into her throat. It's both painful and exhilarating at the same time; she can feel herself getting wetter with each thrust of his hips. The feel of his fingers tangled in her hair, the warmth of his body so close to hers, ignites a fire deep within her that has her moaning around him despite the discomfort.

As he begins to cum once more, she can taste the salty liquid on her tongue, and it only serves to heighten the sensation further. Her eyes roll back in their sockets as she tries not to gag on his cock, desperate for them to let her breathe but unable to refuse the intense pleasure they are giving her.

I groan and suck in a shuddering breath as he pulls out, relief flooding my senses even as I feel the loss of his cock deep within me. Staggering upright, I look up at him, meeting his intense gaze, and finds myself unable to resist climbing onto the bed beside them. My body trembles with anticipation and desire as they watch me, their hands never straying far from one another.

As he positions himself behind his wife, I can feel my own need growing more insistent; it's been so long since I've felt this close to him, this wanted by them both. His hand finds its way to my breast, massaging and squeezing as he watches her spread her legs wide for him.

The anticipation is almost unbearable, making the air seem thick with desire and promise. I can feel every muscle in his body

I moan loudly as I watch them together, his hard length slamming into her tight heat again and again. My own fingers dig deeper, searching for that elusive spot deep inside me that only he can find. The sight of their perfect union fills me with longing and desire, and it's all I can do not to cry out for him, to beg for more attention.

The pleasure building in my core is almost unbearable, every muscle tense and aching for release. "Ceriph," I gasp between moans, "Please..." needing him to understand just how close I am to the edge, how much I want this... them.

I arch off the bed, whimpering as their hands touch me, their heat and skill driving me higher. My hips buck up in a frantic rhythm, begging for release even as my body struggles to hold on to this fleeting connection with them both. The feel of his cock sliding in and out of my wife, the sounds they make together... it's too much, sending tendrils of desire spiraling through me, shredding whatever remains of my self-control.

"Please," I moan again, the word barely audible above the pulse of their lovemaking. "I need..." My voice trails off as they continue to take what they want from each other, ignoring my pleas and leaving me aching for more. More of him. More of them together.

I lay panting beside them, my body still shuddering with the intensity of their lovemaking as I try to catch my breath. Their bodies are slick with sweat and sex, and the scent of our joining fills the air around us. It's a heady mixture that makes me feel both dizzy and more alive than I have in years.

As they begin to drift off to sleep, the soft sound of their breathing the only thing filling the silence, I can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. Another day of watching from a distance? Or maybe... just maybe there's still hope for me.

My heart leaps into my throat at their words, hope blossoming inside me despite the strange circumstances. "Thank you," I whisper, unable to hide my relief. Moving in with them means being closer than ever before; it's a step in the right direction, even if it's not quite what I had hoped for.

I glance between them, their faces flush with sleep and contentment. This feels too good to be true, but I'm not about to question my luck just yet. Instead, I force a small smile onto my lips as I ask cautiously, "Do you need me to do anything today?"

My breath hitches in my throat as I watch him through the open doorway. The sight of his broad back and powerful legs is intoxicating; it's almost like watching a statue come to life before me. My fingers itch to touch him, to feel the warmth of his skin against mine.

As he moves closer, her heart races faster in her chest, anticipation building with every movement he makes. The shower steams up the room, obscuring my view just enough that I can't help but wonder what else is going on behind those wet sheets of glass... and if today might be different than all the others before it.

I swallow hard, my tongue darting out to wet my lips as I stare at him through the steam. He's so close now... so impossibly close that I can feel the heat of his body searing against my skin. With every movement he makes, every soft exhale, it feels like we're drawing closer together; like this moment might be the one where everything changes between us.

My fingers tremble with desire as they brush lightly against his wet skin, tracing patterns up and down his arm and shoulder before dipping lower to skim over the hard muscles of his abdomen. His body responds immediately, arching into my touch with a soft moan that vibrates through me like a living thing.

"Ceriph..." I whisper, unable to tear my eyes away from him as he leans closer still. "I want... I need you." My voice comes out ra

I nod slowly, stepping into the shower behind him. The warm water caresses my skin as I approach him, unable to resist the urge to touch. My hands slide over his muscled shoulders and down his back, feeling the slickness of his soap-covered body against my fingertips.

As I move closer, my breasts brush against his back and I can feel the heat of him everywhere. "I want this," I whisper, pressing myself even tighter against him, desperate for any scrap of contact. "More than anything." My hips rock gently against his ass, seeking relief in the small movement.

My cheeks flush with desire as he looks at me, his eyes traveling over my body before settling on my breasts. I arch my back, offering myself to him in this moment. The feel of his hardness against my stomach is enough to send shivers down my spine, and the knowledge that I'm so close... it's almost unbearable.

"Please," I whisper, reaching for him, "I need you." My fingers slide over his muscled chest, tracing patterns across his skin as I search for a way to get closer. Closer to feeling the heat of him inside me again.

I close my eyes, trying to concentrate on the sensations coursing through my body as he watches me. My hands move on their own accord, sliding over his chest and abdomen before coming to rest just above his cock. The feel of it hard and warm beneath my fingertips is almost too much to bear; I'm shaking with need as I slowly begin to stroke him through the water.

My hips rock forward against his, trying to grind myself against him in an effort to find relief. It feels good, so good... but it isn't enough. The sight of his face, the sound of his breathing only serve to heighten my desire for more, making it impossible to pretend that this is anything but what I want: him touching me, filling me up with his heat.

"Ceriph..." My voice comes out ragged and breathless, "Please... just...

I look up at him through hooded lids, my lips parting as desire rolls over me in a hot wave. "Please..." I whisper hoarsely, the word sounding more like a plea than anything else. "I need you inside me." My hand strokes his cock faster now, my fingers curled tightly around him as I try to bring myself closer to the edge.

My hips rock against his harder, seeking the friction I crave. The water sluices over our bodies, carrying away our desperate cries for release as they bubble up from deep inside me, demanding that he give me what I need.

Without hesitation, I kneel before him, my hands shaking as I reach out to grasp his length. His cock feels impossibly hard and warm in my hand, and the sight of it bobbing between us only serves to fuel my desire. As I lower my head, my lips part, revealing the tender folds of my throat.

With a moan, he guides his cock into my mouth, filling me up with the taste and feel of him. My tongue darts out, tracing circles around the head of his shaft as I begin to suck in earnest. The water from our shower cascades over us both, muffling the sounds we make but doing nothing to diminish the intensity of our connection.

I gag as he thrusts deeper into my throat, feeling the heat and wetness of him spread through me as I struggle to breathe. My hands clutch at his hips, my fingers digging into his smooth skin as he takes advantage of my submission. The feel of him sliding over my tongue, filling every part of my mouth... it's more than I can handle.

I hear my wife gasp behind me and feel her presence in the room, but all I can focus on is the taste of Ceriph on my tongue. Her words wash over me as he begins to thrust harder, pushing me down onto his cock as if testing my limits. My eyes roll back in my head, and a moan escapes my throat as pleasure washes over me like a wave.

I choke on his cock as he pins me down, my body shaking with desire and need. The feel of his wife's hands on me brings an entirely new level of arousal I never knew possible, and the image of them both naked and eager only serves to drive me wild. Her fingers slide over my breasts, teasing my nipples as she watches us together, her eyes alight with excitement and lust.

I moan around his cock, helpless against the pleasure surging through me as they take turns touching and teasing every inch of my skin. It feels like a dream come true, this shared intimacy... but I can't help but wonder if it will last, or if once again they'll push me away, reminding me of my place in their world.

My breath comes out in a shuddering gasp as he picks me up, my body pressed tight against his. The heat of him covering every inch of my skin is intoxicating, sending waves of desire spiraling through me as I anticipate the feeling of him inside me again. With a moan, I arch my back, offering myself to him completely as he teases and torments my breasts with his strong hands.

"Please..." I whisper hoarsely, unable to form a complete thought beyond this overwhelming need for him. "Don't stop... don't ever stop." My words are lost in the sound of their lovemaking, the wet slapping of skin on skin filling the air as they move together in perfect harmony, each stroke driving me closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.

I cry out, arching my back against the feeling of him filling me once more. The sensation is too much, too perfect, and as he begins to move inside me, their hands on my body, I can't help but writhe and moan with pleasure. The heat between us grows even hotter, almost unbearable, but somehow they make it work, making me feel more wanted and desired than ever before.

The rhythm of his hips thrusting into mine soon finds its way to their hands, their fingers digging deeper as if seeking out every nerve ending in my body. With each movement, I'm lost further in the intensity of the moment, caught up in a whirlwind of pleasure that seems to go on forever. My breath comes out in ragged gasps, and my vision begins to blur with tears of release as they push me higher and higher toward the edge of ecstasy.

I moan his name as he thrusts deeper, harder, taking everything I have to give. The feel of his rough hand on my throat, the shower wall against my back... it all adds to the sensation, making me feel so incredibly wanted and desired. My hips buck up in response to each stroke, aching for more as they teeter on the brink of release.

Their hands never stray far from my body, every touch only serving to heighten the pleasure coursing through me. It feels like we're one being moving together in perfect harmony; their passion and desire feeding mine until I can barely tell where I end and they begin. The climax builds inside me with each thrust, promising a release so powerful that it will leave me shattered in its wake.

My body tenses as the sensations build to an almost unbearable pitch inside me. The heat of his hand on my throat, the rough press of him against me... it all combines into a wave of euphoria that washes over me, and I cry out as my orgasm crashes through me in a sea of blinding pleasure. My body convulses around him, every muscle locked in an iron grip as I'm wracked with wave after wave of release.

I feel the tremors run through him at the same moment, heralding his own impending climax. His thrusts grow rougher, more urgent, and a primitive growl vibrates against my skin as he finally lets go, burying himself to the hilt in my quivering body. My head falls back against the shower wall, vision clouded with pleasure as I'm left gasping for breath from the

Ceriph and I lie together in the steamed up afterglow of our lovemaking, my body still trembling with pleasure as I try to catch my breath. His lips find the hollow of my neck, sucking gently before moving lower to tease my collarbone. It feels so good to be this close to him, touching and being touched in return. There's no denying that there are still obstacles in our way, but for now... for these precious moments, I can pretend that anything is possible.

I kneel before him, head bent forward as I look up at his impressive length. My hands wrap around his cock, stroking it slowly and steadily, moaning with pleasure as I take him deeper into my mouth. The taste of him on my tongue only serves to arouse me further; it feels so good to have him back inside my mouth again, filling me up in a way that no one else ever has before.

My lips slide smoothly up and down his shaft, matching the rhythm of my hands as I suck with abandon. His hips jerk forward, pressing deeper into my mouth as he growls low in his throat, clearly enjoying the sensation of my wet warmth on him. The feel of his coarse pubic hair tickling my nose only serves to heighten the intimacy between us, and I moan around his shaft as I savor every moment.