Stings of a Puppet (Closed for BlondeAmbition4RP)

Already hanging on the edge herself, hearing Walter's pleasure filled moan and feeling him push his cock deep and bury himself within her tightly clenched pussy was the breaking point for Elle. Knuckles white as she gripped the pillows, she moaned against his chest as she came, her body quivering as she felt himself emptying himself inside of her.

Gradually in her haze as she coasts down from her climax she becomes aware of his caresses on her legs. Opening her eyes and lifting her head slightly she sees him blinking his eyes open to look up at her as well. His eyes met hers and then the was reaching for her, her face in his hands again as he kissed her, the passion in his kiss catching her a little by surprise and making her release a low purr of satisfaction in response.

She slowly slid her tired arms down from the pillows and wrapped them around his shoulders instead, one of her hands wandering to tangle its fingers off within the long strands of his hair.
 
Walter is spent. His breathing settles to a more manageable pace. He relaxes his head into the pillow, feeling the tender touch of her fingers in his hair.

His hands move softly up her tighs, one resting on her lower back. The other tracing up spine as small droplets of sweat accompany his finger. Reaching Elle's head, Walter holds her to his chest as it rises and falls with each breath.

He knows they can't remain like this forever. Especially as he feels himself grow softer by the minute. But a wile longer wouldn't be a bad think.

"You are amazing" he softly says, looking up at the ceiling.

He knows his time inside her is just about at an end as he pushes himself up once more in a futile attempt. As he slowly slips out, he feels himself spill on to his now limp cock. A chuckle escapes his mouth as he looks down at Elle.

"I think I made a mess" he says in a much deep tone.

He breshes her hair from her face, exposing her forehead. He lifts his head from the pillow, kissing her softly just above her eye.

"Pancakes," dropping his head to the pillow. "Yeah, pancakes."
 
Eyes closed and her head resting against Walter's chest, Elle smiled as she felt his soft kiss upon her brow. The smile grew as she overheard his comment about pancakes.

"Are you asking for some or offering some?" she murmured against his chest with a bit of a gentle laugh.

Turning her head, she gave his chest a soft kiss and then opened her eyes, shifting her body to the side and sliding off of him and back onto the bed. She didn't go far however, keeping herself pressed up against him as she laid on her side and smiled up at him, one of her arms lazily draping itself across his chest.

"I haven't made pancakes in forever.." she commented absentmindedly before a yawn suddenly interrupted her.

She felt her eyes growing heavy as the relaxing afterglow of her orgasm and the lack of sleep began to hit her hard.

"Either way though, I think my vote is still for more sleep first."
 
"Are you asking for some or offering some?"

His eyes closed in complete satisfaction as she ask her question. His chest bounce with his laugh in response. "Uber Eats"

Walter feels her move off him, sliding beside him. His arm beneath her head and down her back. He pulls her close, not wanting to relinquish her just yet.

"Either way though, I think my vote is still for more sleep first."

With a deep breath, his hand strokes the arm resting across his chest, "Completely agree."

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A few hours later, Walter wakes. He turns in the direction of Elle to find her fast asleep still. She lays on her side, facing away from him, but remainded close. He slowly sit up in bed as to not disturb her. Before throwing a leg from the bed, he looks at her once again. Her magnificent hourglass shape nestled partially beneath a sheet. He traces a finger over her expposed skin before kissing her shoulder then hip.

Standing inside the elaborate bathroom, Walter walks to the shower. He steps inside the rain maker shower, placing his hands against the tiled wall. He breaths the steam in deep as the hot water ran down his body.
 
Elle awoke to sunlight filtering in through the window and the sound of the shower running in her master bath. Giving a lazy stretch, she blinked and turned towards the side of the bed where Walter had been, of course finding him gone again, but this time she knew he wasn't far. A slow smile spreading across her lips, she sat up and slid herself over to the edge of the large bed, lifting her arms above her head and giving another big stretch before rising up and making her way over to the bathroom door.

Opening the door a bit she peered inside and smiled at the sight that greeted her. Walter, his back turned to her, was standing in the shower, the hot steam swirling around his body while small rivers of water swirled and traveled down skin, making little paths down the muscles of his back and ass and down his legs before flowing down to the tiles beneath his feet.

She felt her pulse give a little leap and opened the door wider, quietly stepping inside and moving towards the shower. She drank the sight of him in, not speaking until she was already opening the glass shower door.

"Mind if I join you?"
 
Walter turns his head, peerking under his arm as Elle steps in the shower. Beneath the water he could barely hear what she said. None the less, he stands tall inside the shower, pulling his hair back from his face as he grins at her.

He reaches for her, his hand on her waist as he guides her beneath the flowing water. Water runs through her hair, washing over her face. Walter places his hands on either side of her face, pulling her hair back so he can better gaze on her beauty. With a soft kiss he welcomes her into the shower.

"Get enough rest?" He ask, closing the space between them.

Walter grabs her bottle of shampoo, placing some in his palm. He smiles at her, then runs his hands through her hair. His big, muscular hands massaging Elle's scalp with each movement of his fingers. Walter continues to step forward, the entire time he washes her hair, until she is once again under the pouring water.

The suds flow down her body, navigating their way over her curves. His hands again touch her face, wiping the soap and water mix from her. His attention focused on the water rinsing her hair as his fingers brush through it.

Once he is satisfied no shampoo remains, Walter places his hands against the tile wall once more. Only this time, Elle stands in front of him as the water washes over them. He kisses her with a new found hungry.
 
Elle returned Walter's smile as he reached for her, happily allowing him to take her by the waist and bring her to join him beneath the flow of the water. She tilted her head up and shut her eyes a moment, enjoying the feel of the hot water washing over her. She opened them again as she felt him push back her hair, smiling and tilting her chin upwards to accept his kiss of greeting.

"Get enough rest?"

She nodded in response, pleasantly surprised when he took some shampoo and, instead of washing his own hair with it, began to run it through her own; his hands feeling heavenly as he massaged it into her scalp.

"Mmmm.." she sighed, and closed her eyes again as he washed her hair.

She smiled, eyes still closed as she felt his hands touching her face again, his fingers wiping the soapy water from her face and then brushing back through her hair as she feels her back come into contact with the tile wall behind her. Her eyes open and she finds him standing over her, hands on both sides of her up against the wall as he looks down at her and brings his lowers his lips to hers for a hungry kiss.

She meets him half way, pushing herself forward off of the shower wall and tilting her face upwards again to return the kiss. Her hands slide up his chest and around the back of his neck, pulling him to her.
 
Elle's hands behind his neck, Walter reaches down with his, grasling her thighs and lifting her up. His hands pull her legs around his waist as he stands, holding her against him. He returns her kiss passionately and deep.

He grips her ass firm in his hands, supporting her against him. His mouth leaves hers, kissing his way down her chin to her neck. The water rushing over her skin, Walter bends his head down, tracing a trail in through the water and inside her cleavage.

Walter feels himself begin to harden once more. He holds her secure in his hands, taking the couple shirt steps to the shower wall. He presses her back against the wall as his mouth moves to her left breast. He finds her nipple erect as is if craving attention.

Walter runs his tongue over it before sucking it between his lips. He moves his hips up, his cock fully hard once again. His hands gripping her ass tight, lifting a bit as his teeth bite down gently on her nipple.
 
Elle's lips smiled against Walter's as he lifted her, her legs wrapping around his waist to help support and anchor herself against him as he kissed her. As his lips trailed away from hers, she happily tilted her head to the side for him, giving him free reign of her chin and neck, her lips parting with a sigh and exhaling with a heavy breath as he dipped down to her cleavage.

He moves with her then and she feels her back press up against the cool tile of the shower wall, a sharp contrast to the feel of the hot water rushing over her, the heat of his mouth, and the heat of his hard body pressing against her. She feels his tongue run over her nipple, making her suck air in through her teeth in response followed by a moan as he sucks on it, her hands coming up to grasp the sides of his head, holding him to her as her back arches and presses her forward against his mouth.

She could feel his hard cock pressing against her now, making her shift and squirm against his slightly in response as he hands gripped her ass and lifted her. When his teeth bit down on her nipple she gasped loudly, her head leaning back against the tile with a needy moan.

"Shit..." she breathed as her fingers tightened in his hair.
 
Elle's words are fuel for his desires. Walters mouth kisses and traces it's way up her neck to her ear. A kiss, a nibble on her lobe then a whisper.

"I wanna fuck you" his word hot on his breath.

He lowers her slowly, allowing her feet to touch the tile floor. Walter takes a step back, his fingers tracing down her neck, over her breast to he side. He looks Elle in the eyes as he slowly turns her to face the cool tile wall.

He grabs her arms, lifting them up and placing them on the wall. His hands glide up her arms in unison, over her shoulder and down her back. His thumbs prssing into the muscles on either side of her spine. His hands grip her hips, pulling her legs back towards him.

Walter moves her hair to one side before bundling it inside his palm. The water rushes over Elle's back in the direction of Walter. Reaching down, he grasp his solid cock in his free hand, rubbing the tip over Elle's pussy. His hands grips her hair more, water forced from the soak strands.
 
Elle felt a shiver of excitement run through her in response to Walter's whisper in her ear. When he lowered her back to the floor of the shower and trailed his hand down the side of her body before slowly turning her, she peered over her shoulder at him with a coy smile.

She lifted her arms with him as he raised them and placed them against the wall, leaving them there as his hands moved down her back and pulled her back towards him. She felt him move her hair, then the hot water down her back, then moaned as she felt the head of his cock begin to rub over her wet pussy lips.

She arched her back, pressing her ass back and parting her legs a little wider for him.

"Yes Walter baby, please.." she groaned.
 
His hands slide down her arms, over her back to her waist. He presses himself against her. His fingers clinch her hips in each hand as he bends his knees slightly. His erect cock parting her lips from behind.

His left hand tight on Elle's hip, Walter reaches between the two of them, grasping his ridged cock between his fingers as he guides himself in her. Her soft, moist lips opening as he his aching head rest at her entrance.

Walter pushes forward with his hips, feeling her surround him, accept him as he slowly slips inside her. Walters head hangs low, the hot water pouring through his hair, falling on to her lower back and ass. He pulls her back at his same pace, tracing his hand up Elle's spine to her wet hair. He folds his fingers inside it, the water aiding his grip as he pulls her head back, pushing himself as deep as he could.

His hips move with purpose, a steady rhythm of thrust as he holds her tight. The sounds of water slapping between their bidies echo loudly inside the stone tile walls. His hand twisted and firm in her lockes as he slides the other down, between her spread thighs.

He fingers feel his hard cock sliding in and out of Elle as he starts rubbing her clit side to side, then small circles. His knees weaken slightly as he moans deep inside the humid air of the shower. "Ohhh, fuck baby."
 
Elle had let out a soft moan as she'd felt Walter's cock slipping into her again. The sensation of him slowly filling her pairing with the feel of the water falling onto her lower back and ass making her shiver. Then his hand was sliding up her spine, fingers moving up to grip her hair and giving it a pull as he pushed himself completely inside of her as deep as he was able.

"Fuck," she breathed with another moan.

As his hips began to move and create a rhythm her gasps and moans of pleasure joined in with the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing within the shower as she began to move and push back against his thrusts. When he slid his hand down between her thighs and began to play with her clit she felt her own legs clench slightly and then tremble in response. Hearing his moaned words behind her she felt herself shiver again.

"Oh fuck... don't stop!" she pleaded as she moaned out again, her body leaning forward against the shower wall and pressing into the tile.
 
As Elle leans forward, Walter moves his hands to her shoulders. His hands wrap over, pulling her back firm against him. His hips continue to thrust, pounding hard into her.

He pauses for a moment, pushing as deep as he can. "Oh...damn baby" his caresses up her neck, finding her hair once more. Pulling Elle's head from the wall, his mouth kisses her bare neck up to her mouth. Walter grips her breast inside his palm, his arousal fuels his passion for her at this point.

Pulling her back against his body, Walter slips from inside her. He spins her around, facing him before lifting her and laying her over his shoulder. Walter quickly turns the shower knobs off and exits the shower.

Carrying Elle over his broad should, both dripping with running water, Walter approaches the bed and lays her across the mattress. He stands on the floor, hair soaked and down his large muscular chest and his cock still fully erect. Walter just laughs as she looks back at him.
 
Elle was more than a little surprised when Walter had suddenly stopped his kisses and caressing and spun her around to hoist her up onto his shoulder without warning.

"Walter!.. What are you.." she began, not struggling for fear that he would drop her as he carried her back into the bedroom, both of their bodies still soaked and dripping onto the floor.

She landed with a little surprised "Ooof" as he deposited her onto the mattress, gazing up at him dumbfounded for a moment as he stood before her and began to laugh. As the shock wore off however she found a smile spreading across her lips.

"Oh you think you're funny, huh Puppet? Making such a mess?" she teased, the smile spreading to a grin as she sat up upon the bed and reached for him, her hands gripping his hips and pulling him towards her, "You're dripping water everywhere...even here..."

Here eyes still gazing up at him, a mischievous gleam in their green depths now, she ran her tongue slowly up the length of his cock, licking the drops of moisture from it.
 
Walter's head falls back to his shoulders, his hand reaching up to touch the side of her face. His eyes closed as he can feel her warm breath and moist tongue over his aching hard cock. He tries to run his fingers through her hair, realizing it is still wet from their shower.

He looks down into her emerald eyes as the look back up at him. His mouth gapping a little as he slides his hand behind her neck.

"Mmmm, fuck baby" he moans out, watching her hand wrapped around his ridged shaft as her tongue slowly licks the drops of water from it.

He feels another drop begin to accumulate, forming at the tip of his cock. It grows in size as his cock strains against her hand. The drop clings to the head, rolling down underneath. Walter guides Elle to the tip, her tonhue tracing his long, thick shaft as he does.
 
Elle could not help but smile at Walter's reaction as she traced her tongue along his shaft, the pleased gleam in her eyes as she gazed up at him making her look very much like the cat that had just eaten the canary. Letting him guide her back to the tip of his cock she notices the drop of precum that has formed there. Her tongue swirling down beneath the head she catches it, then traces her tongue back up the path it had made from the tip, licking at the slit for a moment before sliding the entire head into her mouth and sucking gently.

"Mmmmm..."

She moans around his cock softly and then slides him out slowly, the head giving a soft "pop" as it leaves her lips. She smiles up at him and then parts her lips and dips down again, sliding more of him into her mouth this time while her hands grips firmly around his shaft.
 
His falls open as his lungs search for their next breath. Her mouth firmly around his shaft, his hand squeezing and relaxing around her neck uncontrollably. He brushes wet hair from her face, the smooth skin of her cheek beneath his fingers.

Walter's hip move forward, desiring to feel as much of her mouth around him as possible. With his next push forward, he gently pulls Elle's head to him with his hand. He can feel his excitement, knowing he will not last long inside her control.

But the sensation is pure heaven. He grips her hair with his free hand, first tightly as he can feel his balls contract and his cock twitch. He relaxes his grip, not wanting to scare her. His hips move back and fourth, desperately searching for her pace.
 
Elle's eyes smile up at him as she feels his cock twitch within her mouth, one of her hands moving to his hip to direct his pace for a moment as her head bobbed up and down upon his cock... but not for long. As much fun as she was having she could sense that he wouldn't last long like this, and she wasn't ready for him to cum just yet.

Pushing back upon his hip, she left her other hand upon his cock as she slid him from her mouth.

"Mmmmm... hold up cowboy, haven't you ever heard of ladies first?" she teased in a playful tone.

She rose with one slow, fluid movement from the bed before him, her hand still caressing his cock with her palm while the other hand raised itself to trace a finger down the side of his cheek.

"You don't get to finish until you finish what you started in that shower first... understood?" she asked with a smirk.
 
Walters hands move down her back. His breath deep from his mouth. Over her firm ass and grasping her thighs in each, he lifts her to his waist, Elle's legs wrapping around his body.

"Yes ma'am" his mouth finds her's, kissing her deep before biting at her lower lip. "I completely understand."

He climbs on the bed, holding her in his hands, her arms wrapped around his neck. He lays her gently on the bed their lips suck and kiss each other. Walter reaches up, taking her arms in his hands, placing them just above her head. His hand tight around her wrist as his mouth leaves her's.

He reaches between there bodies, gripping his hard shaft in his hand. Slowly up and down, coating the head of his cock with her pussies wetness. He slips inside her tightness fully as his balls smash against her when he does. He grips her chin in his hand, leans down and returns his lips to her's.

He begins first rocking his hips forward and back. Grinding his pelvis against her pussy, pressing into her depths with each one. He relinquishes his grips, placing his palms on the mattress.

The rocking of his hips soon turns to thrust. His cock pulling half out before being shoved back inside her. Each time in, their bodies slap and a deep groan escapes from deep inside him.

Walter reaches down, grabbing a thigh and lifting it further up, tilting her pussy more towards him. He thigh so warm and smooth as he strokes it before gripping her ass and squeezing firmly.
 
Elle smiled at Walter's reply, giving a soft "Mmmm" as he bit her bottom lip. She held tight as he climbed upon the bed with her, her pulse picking up with anticipation as he laid her upon the bed. Another soft purr of enjoyment escaped her as they began to kiss again, loving the way he moved her arms and held them above her head. She'd noticed by now that he seemed to like to take control of her in this way and, despite their differences in status and power outside of the bedroom, she found she was more than happy to give it to him here.

She gasped as she felt him coating himself with her wetness, then groaned as he slipped fully inside her. When he gripped her chin and kissed her again she shivered, her eyes closing and her lips reaching to return his kiss. As he began to rock within her she groaned again, her body arching against him in enjoyment as he pressed into her.

As his rocking turned to thrusts her eyes squeezed shut, her head pushing back against the pillow.

"Oh fuck" she breathed.

She felt him grab her thigh and lift her up before gripping her ass and squeezing it. She moaned in response, bending her knee and holding the leg up a little higher for him, his thrusts reaching so deeply into her now.

"Oh god baby..." she moaned as she felt the tension in her core building, "Fuck!... Yes, just like that!"

Now that her hands were free one hand gripped the bedding above her head tightly, the other moving to rest upon his bicep and holding tightly.
 
Her words ring loud to Walter, fueling his desire to please Elle. His hand moves up the back of her thigh, pushing her knee closer to her. His thrust now longer and deeper strokes inside her.

He kisses her neck, racking his teeth over her soft skin. Elle's hair is now in his fingers as he pulls her head to the side, biting down on her shoulder. He desperately tries to distract his self, his own release fast approaching. He maintains his thrust, each one smashing against her pussy.

"Oh..fuck yeah Baby"

Walter releases her leg, reaching up and grabbing the sheet above her head in both hands. He presses in deep, pressing against her pussy. His hips lifting hers from the matress, firmly grinding on her. He throbbs deep within her, feeling her clinch around him as he does.
 
Elle moaned as Walter continued to thrust into her, gasping in response to the feel of his lips and teeth on her neck. When he pulled her head to the side and bit her shoulder she groaned, her back arching as a current of electricity ran through her body.

His hot words of passion made her shiver, and as he gripped the bed and began to press and grind into her she felt her own body tighten around him in response, her own hips pressing forward of their own accord as her mouth fell open, both of her hands moving to cover his as they gripped the sheet above her head, her knuckles turning white as she gripped him, the pitch of her moans getting higher.

"Shit!" she gasped out, "Ohhhhh..oh fuck baby I-"

Her words ended abruptly as her climax hit her hard, her body seizing up and holding him tight as it clenched and unclenched around his cock, wave after wave of pleasure washing over her as she let out a long, throaty groan.
 
Elle's tight grip, contracting and releasing around his hard pulsing cock sends him over the edge. Walter's eyes clinch shut tightly, his muscles strain againnst his skin. He leaves himself deep inside her clinching pussy as he suddenly starts to fill her.

"Awww...ffuuuccc" in an inaudible tone as he surrendered his orgasm to her. His head low on his shoulders, hair falling on her naked body as his hips thrust uncomfortable into her.

Walter's muscles relax allowing him to ease down to her. His lips meet Elle's, something he can not seem to get enough of. He holds most of his weight from her, caressing herface as his lips leaves hers. He stares face, running his thumb over her soft lips, enjoying the view of her labored breaths.

"I couldn't hold it any longer" he smiles, eyes still on her mouth as he continues to traces it with his thumb.

Walter kisses her cheek, down to her neck. His hand leaving her face as it moves down her breast. A light trail of kisses move down her cleavage. He feels himself slip from inside her as he traws a path down her body, over her stomach.

Crossing her mound, Walter did not hesitate. His tongue finding her open folds as he taste the two of them.
 
Her body satisfied and still humming with pleasure from her release, Elle had closed her eyes with a blissful smile as Walter's kisses had lightly trailed downward, her body shifting slightly beneath him as she released a pleased purr at the feel of his lips brushing against her skin. When they passed over her mound she thought they would stop there, but instead she found herself letting out a soft gasp of surprise as his tongue tasted her folds.

"Walter!" she breathed, her hazed eyes opening again to gaze down at him.

She squirmed beneath him as if to try and pull away, her hands moving from above her head to grip his shoulders.

"Easy," she pleaded, "It's sensitive now.."

She smiled at him, her expression suddenly a little shy now as one of her hands moved up over his shoulder and into this hair, her fingers threading themselves into his long strands and playing with it as she watched him.
 
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