Chapter 49
"Come here."
Lailah called, breaking the breath pace. She looked sternly at the man walking towards her. She had no idea what really had turned her on at that moment but she could roast an elephant with the heat swelling in the depth of her whole.
The surge coursing through her spine was crushing and her eyes were tuning. One thing would lead to another and the odds of being ruthless would be ferocious.
All she could see at that moment was a naked man walking towards her. Though the man was clothed in a lose robe, yet she could see his huge erection dangling to and fro.
She couldn't wait to put her mouth to it and make a vehicle of it.
Twas that hut by the sea. That hut where he had lain with Loe. That same hut had she brought the new man.
Far from preying eyes. Though she did want to make a torment. Torment Poseidon with the sight too. Make it known to him that the mortal he had sent would only do whatever she wanted.
She could feel pride reaching for the tip of consciousness. She could wring it off but she would rather it grow.
The man got to her on the bed. She was lying stark naked. He wasn't of his own will. He seemed to be a puppet of her will.
He was like every other guys she had used. But his seemed rather different. He didn't have his own will. Whatever she said to him would he do.
She had made him thus. She had laboured several hours making him into what he was. And at that moment, twas her time to reap the fruit of her lanky labor.
That fruit which she wasn't ready to share. Not with a mortal or immortal.
"Remove your clothes."
She ordered. The swell of her breasts heaving to the call.
The fellow began to remove his clothes. His rough fingers, filled with soil, fiddling with the buttons of the robe.
He went on for a while to get rid of the robe. She hadn't been patient enough to help him get rid of the dirt on his finger nails.
She had lied to Ja Lia that she was done with the games of men. Twas a contradiction of the spell she was caught in at that moment.
The urge to have sex was growing within her. Every hour seemed to fuel the desire and not every man would be able to satisfy her.
One of the reasons she had given life to that man. To satisfy her urge. Live only for that. And if she ever thought of getting tired of it all, she'd end him.
That had been her plan all along, but Ja Lia's greed wouldn't make him see. And by the way, mortals are quite easy to mess with.
"Lie."
She said. Her face had melted into a thin smile then it began to broaden.
The man's face was emotionless. Twas ambiguous. She didn't really mind.
He lied on the bed facing her. She was trying to look through his emotions. He didn't seem to have a stable one. He was a void vessel.
She drag her body closer to him on the bed, putting her left leg on his right, fighting her right leg under his left.
She achieved it. His laps were buried in hers but his erection was very much still lagging.
She was all over him at that moment. Then she said,
"Bury your face in my breasts and suck."
The man just did a thrust of his face. They were way too close to stress it.
He buried his face in the path between the two enormous boobs and began to suck. He was squeezing his way into the swells.
She held the back of his head and pressed it to the boobs.
She let him do his thing. He began to suck each of the boob, fiddling with the nipples. His tongue reeling from one end to the other.
He gobbled and struggled as he maintained the breathing pace. His face was filled with heat of the contact.
She loved the sensation but wasn't get the best.
"Roughly now! Roughly!"
She ordered. More like an urge. He began to roughen the boobs with his face. His nose pressing the swells and kicking them to and fro.
She loved the smacking and the flying. He was acting like an angrily hungry dog who had been blinded by the excitement of the meal presented.
She chuckled as he went on and on. Then the chuckle turned into a laugh, then the laugh into a shriek.
Even at all those, the man kept on doing what he had been made to do.
"Now kiss me down and suck my vagina."
She said. Her lips were dry. Twas one thing at a time.
Her two arms were widely stretched in the bed as the fellow kissed his way down.
He got to the tip of the vagina and hovered over it for a while.
Then he traced his tongue through the two curves and plunged his lips into it.
She quaked and moaned. He went gently and gently, sucking with zeal and delicately.
She was swaying on the bed at that. Her boobs flapping to the sway.
"Roughly now."
She ordered. And like you would expect, he began to eat her pussy hurriedly. As though twas a contract.
She held his head down and moaned loudly.
Her legs were quaking and moving to the rhythm. She felt like she would explode. The pleasure was too much for the body to contain.
"Now lie beside me."
She said. The fellow removed his mouth immediately. He looked at her. His lips seemed red and sticky.
"Don't clean your lips."
She said as she watched him lie beside her.
She turned to him on the bed. Both measuring the same height.
She kissed him, sucking the juice from his mouth. He didn't make an effort.
"Kiss me back."
She said. He did. Kissed her more than she kissed him. He seemed to have an excess energy.
She ploughed his lips and he did hers. Then he let the lips go. She'd wet the lips.
She climbed on him next and lied on him. Her nipples pressing on his chest.
"Hold me tight, she said."
He held unto her. Pressing her to his broad chest. She could feel his erection tugging and struggling at the tip of her vagina. She loved the tickling.
"Let me go."
He eased the hold. Then she held his penis and digged it in her vagina. Then she began to ride him.
"Grab my boobs."
She ordered. He reached for them and grabbed them, as she rode him.
He didn't bat an eye neither did he seem moved. But she couldn't help but scream.
His huge penis was ripping every of the organ apart.
