First Class Service - 6 (Patreon)

Being the teenager he was, just blooming into manhood, Nathan was bursting with energy. It frothed up in his veins, his blood bubbling nice and hot, fueling his urges to the point of madness. But he was still just a man. Marathon sex was an ideal, not the norm. Even in his lustful frenzy, Nathan still needed to rest.

Zora had already brought him to his peak twice in the last couple hours. Even for a young man, recuperation was necessary - a little time to reload. 

But that’s not to say the lull in the action wasn’t without its fun. Zora was a true professional, Nathan learned to his delight. She knew exactly how to spend their time.

Getting his dick wet was a joy like nothing else… but kissing was not too far behind. Especially when it was with a woman like Zora. Touching was good, too. Very, very good.

God, her skin is smooth… so soft… and warm…

They held each other close. Very close. Close enough that Nathan was sure Zora could feel his heart hammering in his chest. There was no doubt she could feel his cock, his length burgeoning, throbbing back to life as her tongue danced against his own.

Tangled together in the silk-soft bed sheets, they made music of the naked body, skin sliding against skin, humming and moaning with unrestrained delight. Zora’s body was addicting, Nathan’s newfound drug. But even with every fiber of his being screaming to take, to devour, the young man managed to pace himself.

Hell, he had enough willpower to break their kiss. Even a hound in rut needed to breathe.

“Something wrong?” Zora asked, squirming further against him. 

Strands of silky white hair fell across her bright eyes. With curiosity, her gaze pierced into him, almost putting the teen into a daze. Nathan took in a deep breath, settling a hand on the small of her naked back. His thumb brushed softly over bare skin.

“No, not at all. I’m just…” Nathan tried to find the words. A laugh rose in his throat. “I just can’t believe this is happening.”

A smile broke across Zora’s face. She stole another kiss from him, lingering for a moment before trailing more along his jaw, moving down to his throat. Nathan shivered as she gave teasing little nips with her teeth, giggling into the crook of his neck.

“Hmm.” She brought up her thigh, pressing it up gently against his groin. Nathan’s cock twitched from the light touch. And that only seemed to spur her on even more. Her eyes met his again, shining with naughty intent. “I think we should go a couple more rounds then, no? Just to make sure it sinks in.”

Another laugh came rumbling from Nathan’s chest. The hand that rested on the small of Zora’s back descended, fingers brushing over the curve of her nicely plump buttocks. He gave a squeeze - a soft one - and Zora let out a happy hum in turn.

“You have a lot of faith in my stamina.” Nathan said.

“You’re a young man.” Zora smirked, planting more little kisses to his neck. Her tongue swiped out, teasing him further into that blissful madness. His cock swelled even harder, throbbing between his legs, as her sweet voice purred into his ear. “Plenty of youthful vigor. All of that pent-up energy… might as well spend it here in bed with me.”

Nathan had to admit it was a very compelling argument. He gave Zora’s ass another playful grope, enjoying the feel of the soft cheek resting in his palm. Her eyes seemed to light up from his touch and she pressed her thigh further against his groin.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to run me dry.” Nathan murmured as she rolled him onto his back. 

Her weight fell upon him, warmth and soft curves eclipsing his lean body. Her breasts dropped down, nipples just barely grazing his chest. Same with her hair, strands of pale white falling around her face like a curtain. She sat back on his thighs, his cock springing upward to poke and prod at her belly. With a kittenish smile, she reached between them, taking him in hand to give his hardened length a few pumps. Nathan groaned, enjoying her skilled touch.

“Fun is the idea, but I don’t want you running dry just yet. Not when we’ve got a whole cruise to enjoy.” Zora spoke gently, her voice low and breathy. Through lidded eyes, he saw that her own wicked gaze had somewhat softened. “If you want to take a breather, I don’t mind. I’m here to serve your needs, not the other way around. Don’t be afraid to tell me what you want.”

Nathan let out a grunt, his cock throbbing in her stroking hands.

“I want to spend every moment of this cruise in bed with you.” He breathed out in a rough voice. His hands slid over her thighs, enjoying the heat of her skin, the smoothness. Just touching her made him come alive.

Above him, Zora let out a cute snort.

“You’ve got a lot of faith in your stamina, I’d say.” She teased, one brow lifted. Then… a spark in her eyes. Her smirk grew, her pretty face glowing with excitement. “I have an idea. If you’re interested.”

Curiosity and desire stirred together in Nathan’s gut. His cock twitched in her hands again as her fingers played upon the swollen head.

“I’m interested.” Nathan couldn’t mask the need in his voice. But that only pleased Zora that much more.

“You’re going to love it.” She insisted, keeping his cock in hand as she slowly slid her body down his legs. “Just sit back and relax.”

Soon enough, Zora had slid off the bed entirely, bringing Nathan some of the way with her. Now she was kneeling by the edge of the bed… right between Nathan’s legs. His cock was aiming upwards, a spear of flesh stabbing towards the ceiling. It twitched in the air, right before Zora’s ample tits.

Needless to say, Nathan was now very, very interested.

She took him in her hands again, and for a short time Nathan enjoyed the pleasure of her slender fingers squeezing and stroking his hardened shaft. But then he’d feel another sort of delight, when the next thing Zora did was release his cock from her hands… only to trap him again between the great globes of her breasts. Nathan groaned and Zora giggled, the teenager’s cock sliding into the deep valley of her pale bosom. Engulfed in the absolute sweetness of soft, warm flesh.

Nathan had never received a titfuck before. He’d always dreamed of it, but this… this was better than anything he could have hoped for.

Then she started to move.

Using her hands, she pushed her breasts together around his cock, smothering him in glorious tit-flesh. Then she leaned forward, letting him slide between them - his manhood was still drenched from being in her tight, wet pussy, allowing him to sink nicely into the crevice of her bosom. His cockhead sprouted up between them, reaching just beneath her chin. Zora cooed, her eyes shining with delight. She dipped her head forward, pursing her lips, and let a thin stream of spit dribble down over his cock.

Nathan could only suck in a deep breath, speechless as Zora slowly worked her breasts up and down his shaft. She kept them pressed firmly together, giving him a tight fit as she dropped down. The bottom of her full tits slapped against his groin and a couple inches of his prick sprouted up from between her mounds, precum dribbling from the slit. And as she lifted her breasts back up to smother his cockhead, the slick fluids would smear over her cleavage, making her tits glisten with an alluring sheen. The sight only made his cock throb even harder, heightening the sensation. It was pure bliss. Nathan gripped the sheets, his nails digging into the fabric.

“Oh.” He breathed out, fighting the urge to thrust back into Zora’s breasts. “Oh, wow.”

Zora met his eyes, wickedness and pride swirling in hers. She rolled out her tongue, making a quick swipe at his cockhead as she slapped her breasts down again. A giggle bubbled up in her throat.

“You like?”

Nathan did like. The sight of her breasts wrapped around him was better than any dream. And the sensation surpassed that by miles. It didn’t quite reach the perfection of being inside her, but it was a delight beyond anything else he’d felt in his young life. He was living a fantasy any teenage boy would kill for, being offered the pleasures of a woman’s body. There was a stirring not just in his gut, but in his balls as well. He could feel it, the heat and the churning, the nexus of his manhood frothing with potent seed. His cock throbbed again, red and angry between those big, milky tits. Aching to fire off another hot load. Over Zora’s tits. Over her face, her soft, pretty lips. God, the idea only made him swell even harder.

Zora kept up her dutiful service, happily intent on bringing him to that wonderful madness again. Her bosom rose and fell, working over the length of his shaft. Skin sliding against skin, aided by spit and slick. The sound of it was even filthier, flesh slapping upon muscle, his grunts mingling with her faint, dirty whispers - she was speaking sweet words right to his cock, fawning over it like it was her favorite pet.

Her pace quickened, the strokes of her breasts drawing a curse from him. He nearly tore the sheets, meeting Zora’s tits with short thrusts of his own, his hips lifting slightly from the bed.

“That’s… that’s good.” Nathan huffed, beads of sweat rolling across his brow. “Oh, fuck.”

“Just relax.” Zora’s voice was low, soothing, but breathy as well. She shifted her hands, clamping her palms over her nipples to squeeze her tits firmly around his shaft. Her fingers locked together, making this new hold nice, firm, and tight. Nathan groaned as she renewed her strokes, faster now. Even as his head fell back onto the bed, her sweet voice poured into his ear. “Let me take care of you. Enjoy it.”

She worked him over and his cock throbbed, trapped deep in that exquisite prison. Nathan was aching between his legs, an ache so agonizing and wonderful that he was at the point of madness. He could feel the precum bubbling over from the tip - she was milking him, intent on squeezing every drop of seed from his balls. He heard a happy sigh next, a honey-sweet giggle as he spilled that precum onto her chest.

“Ever do something like this with a girl before?” She asked playfully.

“No. Never.” Nathan groaned.

“I guess that means I gotta pull out all the stops.” Zora answered, her voice lowering into a purr. When Nathan craned his head up to meet her eyes, he saw they burned bright with intent. “How can I call myself a stewardess if I don’t set the standard?”

Zora let out a heated moan, pressing her breasts nice and tight around Nathan’s slick, swollen cock. She began to rock her body with focus, intensity, driving her strokes to a mad pace. The slapping of her tits against his groin came faster, harder - she was fucking him with her cleavage. For Nathan it was sheer bliss, so tight and soft and warm around his aching prick. He felt like he was going to erupt.

“Oh fuck!” He snarled, reaching out to hold Zora by the shoulder - desperate for anything to keep him steady, to keep him sane.

The sensations set his body alight, veins frothing with boiling blood and nerves going white hot. His heart was pounding, his cock was pulsing, his balls going tight. It was a storm of feeling, almost sweeping him away. But in that storm, there was an urge that just wouldn’t let go. Anchoring him, keeping him in control.

Just when Zora’s titfuck was reaching a feverish pace, he reached out to slow her down.

“Hold on… wait…” He all but croaked.

Zora’s brow pinched in confusion, but she obeyed him all the same.

“Yeah?” She asked. There was a touch of concern in her voice.

Nathan’s whole body burned with desire. But he still managed to grin.

“I want to try something.”

At first, a curious look fell across her face. But then… a spark in her eyes. Realization. As if she had read his mind, Zora's hands fell away from her breasts, letting them drop back into place - and freeing Nathan’s cock from that wonderfully soft prison. 

Zora stood - and Nathan could see her practically buzzing with excitement. Next, she crawled back onto the bed, laying on her back. She said nothing, only smiling and stifling a giggle as Nathan took position, swinging his leg over so that he was straddling her chest. He inched forward on his knees until his cock was right where it should be - once more nestled perfectly in the space between Zora’s lovely breasts.

Beneath him, Zora gazed up with wicked delight. Her hands returned to her tits, pressing them in from the sides to engulf his cock once more. The sensation of warmth and snugness returned to grace the aching nerves of his shaft - Nathan felt his whole body thrum with primal need, a deep tremble that rocked to the core of his bones. 

He breathed in deep, seeing Zora silently urging him to go on. But what set him off weren’t the stewardess’ eyes… It was the set of hard, pink nipples flanking his cock. Taunting him. A pair of tits demanded him to take control. To fuck.

So he did.

It didn’t take long for Nathan to match the pace set before. He worked his hips back and forth, careful to balance on his knees, urging his cock in and out of the snug crevice created by a most wonderful bosom. Zora cooed softly, keeping her tits pressed firmly together for his pleasure. She’d let out tiny, cute gasps, her eyes lighting up each time he’d slap against the underside of her tits, making those succulent mounds quake and wobble.

“Fuck.” Nathan hissed through his teeth. His face was pinched into a snarl. Sweat upon his brow had dampened his hair, making it stick to his skin. But still his hips worked. Still he fucked. “Take it. Squeeze ‘em together. Just like that. Fuck!”

It just felt right, fucking Zora’s tits. Nathan loved it, loved the pleasure of having her wrapped tight around his cock. But it was more than just the feeling of it. He was fulfilling a savage, primal urge - sating an ancient desire that dwelled deep in the darkest pit of his soul. But what truly set his spirit on fire was the way Zora looked up at him as he went on. He was taking dominion over her body… and she was enjoying it.

All it took was a few sweet words to really set him off.

“Come on, big guy.” Zora urged, her voice smoky, desperate. “Go to town. Show me what you can do.”

Somehow, this time he came even harder than before. The orgasm slammed into him, punching through his body. He gave one last thrust, driving the full length of his cock between Zora’s tits, and shot ropes of hot, white cum. Over her breasts, over her throat - some even landed on Zora’s lips. All the while, the woman was giggling, laughing. Joy was written clearly on her face.

Even gripped by the madness of ecstasy, Nathan had to appreciate that: a woman who loved her job.

Riding that high, enjoying the rush of seed shooting through his cock, Nathan felt more than just lucky. With his cock still nestled nicely between Zora’s tits, he felt like a king. And soon after, feeling the echoes of pleasure pulsing through his body, he felt like a well-sated king.

With a sigh, Nathan rolled to the side, flopping onto the bed. Beside him, he heard Zora smacking her lips, letting out a pleasing hum.

“Hmm. That’s a lot of cum. Not bad for taste, either.” Next, Nathan heard the rustling of the sheets as Zora shifted on the bed. The warmth of her body was a welcome feeling falling across his back. “Got any more for me?”

Nathan let out a tired laugh. He turned his head to see her smirk, naughty and daring. A challenge that no man would ever refuse.

“Damn right I do.”

No, Nathan Smith wasn’t spent. Not yet.

Not when he had a whole cruise to enjoy.