Getting a Thong (Part 2) MC x F

"Done," I said, as I felt mesmerized by her pretty, honey-colored, gleaming eyes.

"Oh, you look lovely!" She clapped before looking down at the little thing pointing in her direction. She crouched and rested her chin on her hands. "What are you waiting for? Show me."

I grabbed the hem of the dress and pulled it up, revealing that my erection was stretching the thong.

"What do you think?" I asked in a tiny voice.

"So pretty," she said, just before caressing me. Her fingers ran through every inch of the garment, making me sigh. "What?" She looked up at my face. "Did you expect me to touch you some more? Like this?"

This time, she grabbed the length of my tiny shaft and started pumping it. The lace was rubbing my skin.

I got wet too and moaned softly.

A feminine, girly moan.

"Oh, Grace…"

"Call me Miss Grace."

"Alright, Miss Grace."

"Do you love how this feels? Do you love wearing already used underwear around your little friend?"

"Yes… Although the garment was dirty, I love how it feels, soaked..." I whispered.

"So you noticed."

"Yes… And now my pre-cum is getting mixed with your juices…"

"Pre-cum?" she asked, pulling aside the thong. "Oh, it's true, I can see it." She pushed her thumb against the dripping tip and started rubbing it.

"Miss Grace..."

"What is it, Taylor?"

"Would you suck me off, please?"

Could you believe that I have asked that, several times before, but I have never received a yes?!

"Do you want that?" She pouted.

"Yes. I can't take it anymore."

"Lie down," she said in a soft voice, but I could tell her bossy demeanor. As I lay in the spot where I was recovering, she removed her robes and turned around. Her round hips were a delightful sight. As I admired her asscheeks, they were closer and closer to my face.

"Miss Grace?"

"I want to feel good too, you know? That battle left me extremely aroused, and I was wondering when you'd wake up."

I had her pussy right in front of me! Before I could make any comment, something warm and moist embraced the tip of my Lady D. "Hurry and do me too," Miss Grace ordered, before running her tongue across my length.

The first thing I did was smell her. A woman's odor differed greatly from that of a man.

"What are you doing?" she asked after hearing me sniffing.

"I like how it smells, that's all…"

"Don't tell me this is the first time you've been with another girl."

"Sorry…"

"It's okay. Just lick me and I'll tell you if it feels good."

"Like this?" I stuck out my tongue and licked her. She was wet, and the taste was also quite different from a man's seed. I could hear her moan.

"Try doing quick tongue movements like this." She gave me a demonstration of it on my tiny cock, which I quickly mimicked. "Yes," she groaned. "Try rubbing my clit with your tongue."

Yeah, I had heard about the clit. No problem.

"Um… Where is it?"

She groaned again, this time annoyed. "Spread my lips."

"Your…"

"My pussy lips, spread it!"

"Alright, alright!" I used both of my thumbs to do it, but the poorly lit cave was impossible for me to discern anything. "Sorry, I can't see anything."

"Forget it, just lick me and I'll give you indications… Lower, lower… There. Can you feel my clit?"

"Yeah… I think so…"

"Rub it with the tip of your… Mmm… Yes!"

The more I licked her, the more she started pushing her hips against my face, soaking my cheeks and chin. She then started bubbling her head up and down, sucking me, making me feel like traveling over soft clouds. I could feel her chin touching my pubis. She could fit my 6" dick easily in her mouth, and I thanked whoever took the effort of recreating sexual pleasure in this game!

I never thought that being sucked on felt that amazing. Was this feeling similar to being inside a woman?

I enjoyed feeling my lady-dick wet and being pumped by something softer than a man's hands.

Years of being fucked in the ass, and no one, not even once, took the trouble of giving me a blowjob. Fuck them! No, wait no. I loved being fucked in the ass. Let's continue… Wait, hold on… I'm… I'm...

"Sorry!" I cried, just before releasing myself. When the first burst hit her throat, she backed off, letting all the rest of my cum go to waste, falling over my thighs and balls. It was extremely disappointing hearing her spit my seed.

"Done," she said, before standing up. "Hey, the rain stopped. Do you think you'll be able to walk?"

Why did she seem like she was in a hurry now?

"Yeah. I feel better, but I think I should see a doctor anyway. Or a healer, or whatever it's called in this world."

"Good," she said, reaching out a hand to me and smiling. "Let's go."