A Touch of Dominance (Black Severin vs Keira Robinson [D])

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With her hips up in the air, the process was much easier. First, the panties. Off and over the shoulder. She definitely wasn't going to be needing those anymore.

Oh yeah. Severin's eyes were glued onto the objective as soon as it was uncovered. A beautiful bald pussy, dripping with anticipation. He licked his lips.

Soon, baby. Real soon.

That skirt couldn't come off fast enough. Tossed it wherever. It had performed its duties with distinction, but its services were no longer required.

And now. Now it was time for the main course. Keira's sweet feminine musk had practically taken the form of a finger making a come hither motion, and like a cartoon character to a delicious pie at the window, he floated right on over.

He started with a flattened tongue, intended to make contact with as much surface area as possible as it brushed along her nether lips like it was ice cream, tickling the clit. He applied his practice with rapid fire flicking to up the intensity, getting one last tease in before he enclosed his lips around that magic button. Suckling. Running his tongue over it to provide even more direct stimulation. And busting out a few other techniques he'd researched. Trying things out, eying her closely to see what she liked best and sticking with that.

Oh, she was fucking delicious. He could do this all night.

Make sure not to neglect the lips...

And for the finish, he would focus his oral efforts on her clit and get a finger in there to search for her g-spot. The middle finger -- very apropos.

Pay attention to the feel of the tissue. Search for something that's different from the rest. And when the gold is struck, get that finger crooking and do not stop.

Severin couldn't wait to see the fireworks.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Severin had done his damn best to build up the tension over the course of the night; a calculated, measured, steady, gradual buildup, and by god, it had worked! By the time he was ready to make his move, Keira had been set to start begging. And she figured he probably would have enjoyed that, too... but perhaps she could entice him into a rematch some time. On the other hand, if that were the case, Keira would expect to get her revenge and earn back the point against her record she had virtually already conceded. The finish was a formality, but one that Keira would insist upon, should anyone have asked.

When he was finally ready, he was ready. With her aid, removed her panties so quickly he may as well have been a magician. With her now exposed, Severin's eyes were laser focused, having a nearly unimpeded view of her wet, tender lips. Her skirt was practically torn off shortly after, tossed aside like a predator who'd found a far more delectable prey. With her remaining clothes now gone, Severin wasted no time in pushing his head towards his prize.

Keira lowered her hips back to the bed once she'd been stripped, stealing one final brief rest before the inevitable. And brief was an apt description, because as soon as his tongue touched her sensitive flesh, her legs began to push her hips upwards again! Her moans resumed, the rest she'd been granted allowing for clearer, louder wails! She felt him go to work quickly, shifting between tongue, teeth, and lips, long enough only to produce a reaction before changing it up. The sensations fluctuated rapidly; and the pleasure that had settled into a brief simmer begun to boil over once again!

"O-oh, oh god, S-Severin, YES-"

Keira had one thought briefly escape her river: If he's this good with just his tongue, I wonder how good he is with-

"Aaahh! Aahhhh! AAAAHHHH~!"

Her pondering had been cut off as Severin made his final push. She felt him add his finger in addition to his tongue, and with what must have been a practiced ease, found what he'd been looking for, reaching deep into an area where his tongue could not! Keira's moans became flat out screams, higher pitched than anything she'd let loose to this point as her body convulsed! Her hips pushed forwards, as if trying to encourage him to dig even deeper still; her back arched, almost fully off the bed now, supported by her feet and her elbows; her head flew back, eyes scrunched shut with the sheer intensity of the pleasure; her fists dug into the sheets so tightly, her nails begin to cut through them!

And finally, finally, she released! All the tension, all the pleasure, all the heat, everything they'd been working towards erupted from her sex with the force of a fire hose! Keira's scream became one long, drawn out moan as she rode her climax for as long as she could sustain it. And throughout it all, she could feel Severin working his magic, helping her pump out her liquids as she drowned in bliss.

This was another moment that felt like it lasted an eternity, but one that Keira would freeze if she could. But she couldn't, of course, and when she could squirt no more, her exhausted body dropped heavily to the bed. When she did so, thanks to the pillow, she had a beautiful view; the overhead lights reflected off her juices that had completely soaked Severin's face!

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Wow.

Wow!

Severin had no words. For a moment, he just sat back and admired his handiwork with a sweet smile on his face and a joyful laugh. A touch at his wrist spooked him out of it for a second, causing him to whirl in the direction it came from. How did this intruder get in without making any noise?

But it was no intruder. Just the referee trying to raise the victor's hand.

Yeah, that's right; they had a referee watching over this. After those few obligatory seconds of smiling for the camera, his attention returned to the naked beauty, who laid there all nice and tuckered out. Boy, was she a juicy one! If "open the floodgates" was a person!

And he was all for it. He braved her eruption, taking it all in the face -- and some of it found its way into his mouth -- like a proper porn star. It was where a lover's juices belonged.

Tastes like success. In more ways than one, unbeknownst to them: The chat was blowing up. The fans absolutely loved the sensual display. There were a few haters who couldn't stand to see a man emerging victorious in such a one-sided fashion, but they were drowned out fast by the other comments. Two more legit complaints were that Severin hadn't lost the shorts. And...

"So the guy gets a stiffy at the very beginning of the contest. Spends all this time making sweet love to her. Takes it real slow, does it real smooth, like a man should. Then, without even getting a wank first in return, makes some real mouth magic happen and gives her what's probably the greatest orgasm she's ever had in her life. And now she's worn the fuck out and he's still got that beast getting ready to poke a hole in his shorts.

Congratulations, Black Severin. You played yourself."

He'll laugh at that comment when he sees it later. It wasn't the only one to raise that second point, but it was a stand out.

To Severin himself, however, that didn't really matter. Oh, he of course wanted to toss the shorts aside and sheath himself inside of Keira. She looked nice and tight, and with the amount of fluid she produced, ooh! He knew good times awaited him there.

But Keira's pleasure and comfort was paramount.

He was aching for it. Badly. But if need be, he'd just take care of things himself. Would be easy work with the new material he has.

But for right now, Keira needed tending to. Severin sat beside her and glided a hand through her smooth hair. He enjoyed its texture, but the point was to soothe. What he really wanted to do was lay down next to her, take her in his arms, and just hold her. But he didn't know how well that would go over with his face being as messy as it was.

"Hey, there." He started, with that soft smile that hadn't moved an inch in spite of his current ordeal. "How are you doing?"

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Pure bliss was such a lackluster description to define what Keira was feeling in that moment. Severin had done everything right and more, far beyond what she'd expected of her first 'match'. But it had happened, and she'd never felt better in her entire life, never had a more stimulating climax! As she lay there, watching his face while she came down from that high, he laughed. Laughed. A joyful sound that made Keira's rapidly-beating heart flutter. She smiled back at him. If he had an issue with his face being so wet that it looked like he'd just been bobbing for apples, he certainly didn't act like it.

While Keira lay there, mostly still save for her chest heaving while she drew in shaky breaths, motion in the corner of her eye drew her attention. But it was only the referee, stepping in to confirm what she must already know - oh, she had a camera, getting a closer view of the mess Keira had just made for the crowd on the other side that she'd forgotten all about. Severin smiled for them, a polite one that didn't have the same warmth it held when he gave it to her. The ref then panned the camera slowly over her naked, tired, twitching body. She wasn't really bothered by it; part of the job doing a hentai match was knowing there was going to be videos of the combatants' exposed flesh forever on the internet. No doubt there were some who would jerk themselves off to this video later tonight. Keira paid it no mind until it reached her face, at which point she addressed Severin between her ragged breaths.

"Guess I lost... But somehow... Feels weird to... call this a loss..."

The man moved to sit himself beside her. She closed her eyes with a content sigh when his hand found her hair; Sex and skin contact aside, that was one thing Keira really enjoyed. She lay there catching her breath, enjoying the sensation of his fingers running through hair, and she could feel herself dozing off; such was the comfort she felt in that moment.

In reply to Severin's question, she said, "Phenomenal! Where do I even begin...?"

His question reminded her, as pleased as she was, there was still work to be done here.

When her heart rate had slowed to something a bit more manageable, she sat herself up and turned to the referee, pointing at the camera to indicate they might still be needed. "Keep those rolling. Got a cold water bottle, by chance?"

While the ref turned to fetch the water with a quirked eyebrow, Keira turned to Severin, who hadn't even made an effort to wipe down his face. Her smile slipped into her seductress grin, and she said, "Oh dear, I seem to have made a mess! Let me help you with that."

And then, slowly but without warning, she leaned in. Severin would feel her tongue on his jaw, which would then trace up his cheek. Keira licked him twice more before pulling back and swallowing the juices she'd collected. As she did so, Severin would no doubt see that her blush had changed from a passionate red to a shy pink.

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That smile. There was something about the way Keira smiled at him that had his own heart skipping a beat. And it wasn't that post-orgasm glow, although that did add to it, making her look divine. She spoke to him as the referee captured some close up shots, mostly breathless still and pausing every few words as a result, but she would get it out that it felt strange to call this a loss.

At the same time, there was a self-serving side of him that considered it strange to call this a victory. And that was the thing about standard Hentai matches: The "losers" get their rocks off and the "winners" are left with the build up. His mind wouldn't linger on that for long, however.

At first, Severin didn't mind having his face soaked with her cum one bit, but watching her relax so deeply in response to his care had given him the impulse to give her a kiss. And again, he'd refrain from it because of the mess. It was time to get a towel.

He was just about to ask for one when Keira sat up, told the ref to keep the cameras rolling, and requested a bottle of water. The seductress was back when her focus was on him, and she was thirsty for something other than the water! She ran her tongue along his jaw, then his cheek. Once. Twice. Thrice, and oh lord!

She swallowed what she licked off of his face. Freaky. And nice. Really nice, but he wanted to feel her tongue somewhere else so bad. It twitched in his shorts, begging to be set free.

Her coy blushing would be met with an inviting grin. "Ooh, yes, please!"

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Keira couldn't help feeling bashful after what she'd done. She wasn't entirely sure why she did it, either. The thought of swallowing her own cum would ordinarily never have crossed her mind; that was something heels forced their victims to do! But... in the heat of the moment, seeing Severin sitting there with his face soaked, the feeling just hit her and she acted on the impulse. More interestingly... it wasn't the worst thing she'd ever had in her mouth, not by a long shot. Admittedly not something she'd grab a glass for to drink over dinner, but as she licked Severin's face clean, she realized she... really didn't mind it. After all, it wasn't uncommon if it was someone else's. The only weird part about this time was that it was her own.

But when she pulled back, Severin looked pleased! And like so many other times tonight, his smile eased her worries and emboldened her. "My pleasure!"

And she meant it! She finished cleaning off the side of his face she'd already started on before switching sides. She didn't pull back this time, licking and swallowing in rhythm like she was eating an ice cream cone. She'd move closer to him, on her knees with her hands on his chest to keep her balanced; she was still a little tired, but so long as she could lean on him, she'd be fine.

When she was finished with his cheeks, she moved down to his lips, which she intentionally saved for last. He may have licked off a little on his own, but Keira made sure not to miss a corner. She finished by planting a quick kiss on his lips; no tongue there, but only because she had a better idea in mind and she didn't want to keep him waiting.

She leaned back, accepting a cold bottle of water from the ref. She gulped down half of it; not to wash down her juices, but because Severin worked her over real good and she was really damn thirsty... and she'd need to be hydrated for round two! After what he'd done for her, it was only fair to at least attempt to repay the favor!

"So," she started playfully. Her voice was somewhere in between the seductress and the shy kitten, a grin forming on her lips. She spread her arms wide, showing off her body. Her eyes locked intently on his. "I betcha after all that, you could use a release too, hmmm? How do you want me? Hands?" She stretched one arm forward, cupping the bulge in his shorts.

"Lips?" She brought a finger to her own mouth, briefly sucking on her own pointer and middle fingers.

"Tits?" With both hands this time, she cupped her own breasts and pressed them together.

"Something... else?" she finished, her tone this time more sly as she reached down and quickly slipped her same two fingers into her wet opening once with a soft moan before pulling them out. It was clear which option she was recommending!

She stuck her fingers back into her mouth to clean them off, then brushed a stray hair out of her eye and dropped her fists to her knees. She gazed deep into his eyes, trying to guess what he'd prefer.

"You're welcome to use me however you'd like. Come and claim your victory prize~!"

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"Ooh, freaky!" She really was getting it all! "I like it!" Severin closed his eyes, wanting to focus more on the sensation of her tongue on his skin. He was aware of the general range the muscle would travel, but not knowing exactly where it would touch down next made it even better. When he felt her hands on his chest, her heat told him that the rest of her body was following behind to close the gap, which would be met with more cuddling from him. Complete with that touch of his thumb that she liked, and he would lay the other hand atop one of hers.

In the end, there wasn't a single spot on his face where her juices hadn't been replaced with her saliva. The very last she touched was his lips.

Ooh...

More sugar.

No, she backed away.

Ooh! He wondered how much of that was intentional, as opposed to the timing of the referee showing up with the water.

"So," That voice. That grin. She had an idea and he couldn't wait to hear it.

She spread her arms out, putting every inch of that beautiful body on display. He could see her pointed stare in his periphery, but...Come on. There was no way that he was going to be able to maintain eye contact for more than a couple seconds.

Not until she started talking about release, that is. Then she had his undivided attention.

She posed a very good question. Exactly how did he want her?

Hands? She reached out and touched him, sending a shockwave of arousal through his entire body. "Oh!"

Lips? She used her index and middle fingers to give him a lovely demo of what he had in store if he chose that option. "Mmm!"

Tits? She squeezed those beauties together and..."Oh, Jesus!"

Or something else? And she wasted no time letting him know what that "something" was, taking the same two fingers she sucked on and slid them inside of her. Then they went right back inside of her mouth -- she had just a little more "cleaning" to do. Oh, hot damn, the look she had in her eyes; the fire! She clearly had a preference, and so did he. But...

"I propose that we have a whole bunch of rematches so we can take a nice, long walk through all of those options. But right now?" His eyes fell from hers to her womanhood. "I think we want the same thing. But we've got one last pesky barrier in the way." His eyes fell even lower, down to his shorts, before rising to make eye contact again. With a playful grin, he would ask, "Would you like to do the honors, or would you rather watch me?"

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

Despite everything that had happened so far (or perhaps, because of it), Keira still had him under her spell. He took it while she licked his face clean, even tracing his thumb along her skin the way she liked. He looked her up and down greedily when she presented her body to him. And he responded to every suggestion with excitement. Honestly, Keira felt she could get used to this! While she enjoyed a little competition, it really was a shame that more matches didn't go this way.

His immediate response caught her off guard, as though he'd been reading her mind. More rematches to explore each other further? Oh yeah, that was absolutely happening!

"I humbly accept that proposition," she responded, words intentionally formal but with that playful tone of voice to match his own grin. Just the thought of getting to do something like this again made her giddy, and it took some effort not to simply vibrate on the spot with excitement!

"As for now... well, turnabout is only fair, don't you think?"

She stretched a hand out, brushing her fingers down his chest. She traced downwards, slowly. Upon reaching his shorts, she hooked a finger inside and pretended to pull downwards while the rest of her hand continued on a little more. "My only regret is that I didn't get to do this sooner," she said as she set to work undoing all the buttons and zippers. Truthfully, stripping him back was probably the last thing she could do for him before he took matters into his own hands.

When the shorts were undone, she leaned against him with both hands, just enough to push him onto his back. Then she'd again hook her fingers into the shorts and anything that was underneath, pulling them down for real this time. Slowly, at first, letting his shaft peek out and gradually rise as it was freed. But when she got them down below, she sped up, pulling them off his legs eagerly, one after another. She'd toss them over her shoulder carelessly, her body already leaning forwards for one final tease.

Without hesitation, she kissed his tip, then she'd transition immediately to sliding her mouth around him. She'd bob down slowly once, twice, three times. As she came up the third time, she'd pop him out of her mouth and sit up, with a look towards his face.

"Couldn't resist a taste," she'd say, blushing. She held out a hand to help him back into a sitting position. "But we'll save that for a rematch. We both know what we - and our audience - want. Spotlight's yours~!"

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Yes! Severin already couldn't wait for the encore. And the next. And so on. He found himself facing that same problem, trying to keep the full extent of his excitement to himself.

In spite of what Keira said about turnabout (or should the wording be "because of it"?), he did nothing to resist her touch. He did nothing to stop her from pulling at the buttons and zippers. Nor to stop himself from being pushed back.

Because who the hell would? Especially now that the match was over. If she wanted control, well...Consider his dominant position another article of clothing.

That slow going...He one hundred percent saw it coming, but that only made it a little less hard to get through. His member was so, so close to being free, but it was an almost agonizing process. Felt like a centimeter by centimeter reveal when in reality it was inch by inch. If he hadn't spent so much time driving her crazy with all that teasing, he would've begged her to hurry it along.

It seems she heard his thoughts, because once his shorts were low enough for him to pretty much pop out of it, she showed the same energy he had with her skirt. Damn near rip it off, toss it over her shoulder to its new residency with the rest at Who The Hell Cares Avenue...

His cock twitched with anticipation. From their very first kiss, it stood ready for action. And finally, finally! It was time.

Keira went right for it. A quick kiss to the tip before taking it right into her warm, wet mouth. Severin threw his head back, momentarily paralyzed by the surge of pleasure that coursed through him. "Ohhhh!" More moans in rhythm with her lips enveloping him and tongue sliding across his length, turning that surge into a wave carrying him to the promised land. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Yeah!"

Followed by a groan that was equal parts frustrated ("where are you going?!?") and pleading ("please don't leave!"). When he lifted his head to look at her, she would see those same sentiments written on his face.

A taste? Jesus, if she did that while the match was on, she would've won it.

He took the offered hand and sat up with her. Management would be getting a call first thing in the morning. This rematch needs to happen yesterday.

Severin shifted to a seated position on his knees as she spoke, his moves already planned. As soon as Keira gave him the spotlight, he was on her, grabbing her -- firmly, but not roughly -- by the back of the neck and pulling her in for a long, passionate kiss, wrapping an arm around her waist while the hand that was at her neck went south, grabbing a nice handful of booty. And then up she went for the short time it took to get her back over to the pillows.

No more teasing. With one hand set down on the bed to keep himself propped up, he lined up their sexes and penetrated. The sensation of her inviting walls knocked his head back, drawing out a long moan that all but directly yelled out, "finally!" He brought his weight down on her, mushrooming her naked chest against his and bringing their faces within inches of each other. An arm went around her shoulder and he laid a hand on her cheek, giving it the same soothing stroke of the thumb that he'd utilized with her shoulder. Eyes burning with desire, he gazed deeply into hers. And with a movement of his hips, he'd thrust himself into her just as deeply. He was aching for this. He needed to get it all in.

Like her beauty, her tight, sopping wet womanhood exceeded his expectations, and how!

Getting lost in it, getting lost in her...It would be so easy.

Severin started slow, gauging her reactions.

[ThurmanMermanPlx]

There was no doubt that Severin was itching for more from her. The sounds he made while she worked him over with her tongue were the musical notes she was hoping for, just a sample of what he would soon enough be offering to her in spades. She'd given him a concert, but she'd also punched her ticket to his and she fully intended to milk it for all it was worth!

But that was for another time, another night when she could take full advantage of it. She could see Severin wasn't pleased when she pulled back... for a split second, she considered playing it off as adjusting her position and diving back in. But no, she was sure he'd enjoy the original thought far more. Besides, he'd already made it known he was open to a rematch, so it wasn't like she'd never get that chance again.

When Keira finished talking, Severin reacted immediately. She was a bit startled at the speed he jumped her, his hand on her neck pulling her towards him so quickly she practically fell into him. His lips found hers and instinct kicked in, throwing her tongue at his even before she found her balance. All she could do was lay her hands on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tight against him. She felt his hand leave her neck once the kiss was locked in and travel downwards. She let out a muffled moan when his hand found her plump ass.

And then gravity was gone; Severin heaved her up once again, before flopping her into the familiar position of her back on the sheets and her head propped up by a pillow. In the brief moment in which their bodies were apart, she stretched her arms out longingly towards him.

But that was as far as she got; Severin didn't waste a second before slipping himself into her! She let out a surprised squeal which settled into a lingering moan to mix with his own. Her arms fell back to the bed to grip the sheets as her back arched upwards, angled towards him as if to help take him in deeper. He fell down on top of her, pushing her back to the bed, his weight squishing her breasts against his chest. His arm snaked soothingly around her shoulder, and Keira cooed at his thumb on her cheek. Even in this state, while he was probably eager to pounce on her like a lion at his prey, his touch managed to be measured and gentle. She managed to loop her arms around him, one at his hair and one on his back, doing her best to hold him there as though he might float away if she let go.

And then he pushed himself into her, deeply, fully, and Keira couldn't help the half-moan, half-scream that slipped out of her in response! The sudden spike of ecstasy overwhelmed her, her head flying back, eyes squeezed shut, her body trying to rise up but held down by Severin's weight. She could feel the heat building up again already! She wasn't used to multiple climaxes in such a short time frame, but if anyone was going to coax another one out of her, it would be tonight - something she had to be cautious of, because right now, her focus was not on her!

Then Severin began to pump in earnest, slowly, in and out, and Keira tried to move with him. The initial jolt of pleasure never dulled, but Keira relaxed into him as her body adapted to the sensation of Severin inside her. She lowered her gaze back to him, her eyes begging for more as her body rocked with his rhythm. In her mind, she wondered how he would play it; would he keep it slow and sensual, as the rest of the night had been? Or had he been waiting for a chance to let loose and ravage her? Keira would take it either way; whatever he needed to do to get off, she'd let him.