Bright Star

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    Again he’s treating me as if I’m the most important person in the universe. It’s nice, to be so important to someone.
    I put my arms around his neck and narrow my eyes to study his reaction. “Yes, I like it,” I admit. I can’t lie, right? “I like it a lot. To tell you the truth, I always dreamed of someone licking passionately at my ass, but no one has ever done this to me.”
    At least not while I was conscious enough to realize it, but I keep this to myself.
    He blushes, his eyes sparkling. I know I could ask anything of him. Even to walk naked outside in the void, saying it’s the last fashion involving sexual intercourse on Earth. “Okay. No problem. I’ll do it.”
    I feel a little guilty, and my face is hot as he goes down and covers my belly with little kisses, until my cock hardens for him. He doesn’t deserve to be my sex toy. He deserves respect.
    He puts my leg up on his shoulder and rubs his face on the inside of my thigh, then on my balls, making me squirm. I guess I’m terribly hairy down there. My face is catching fire. “Phae, I was kidding you. You don’t need to do this if it doesn’t….”
    His warm, rough tongue attempts a little caress upon my hole and my body writhes against my will. I gasp and bite my lip.
    “Prince?” he calls, his warm breath on my humid opening.
    “Yes?” I say hoarsely.
    His tone is marveling. “I think I like it a lot.”
    Slowly, I grin at the ceiling. “In that case, everything is all right….”
     
     
    I CAN ’ T believe Prince has granted me, his humble servant, access to his most secret place.
    I kiss his dimpled opening in awe, then explore it with my tongue. I didn’t believe this part of the human body could be so attractive. And Prince’s reaction is stunning. He squirms, trembles, and moans at every caress of my tongue.
    I can’t believe I’m so lucky.
    I accept this gift with gratitude and enthusiasm. Prince’s response sets me on fire. He shivers, opens his legs, moves his hips, and asks me to do it again, again, again, even though I never stop. His eyes are shut, his lips parted, his face covered in sweat, his cock hard and wet. I never imagined anything so mind-blowingly exciting.
    I’m confident Prince will provide more instruction when the time comes. Indeed, he rises on his elbow and looks at me with hooded eyes, hair glued to his flushed cheeks. “You have to shove a finger inside, Phae.”
    It’s almost an order. I touch his hole with the tip of my finger, but it’s tight. “Are you sure this isn’t going to hurt you?”
    “Do it!”
    I try. But the fear of hurting him makes me awkward. Almost with impatience, Prince reaches out and slips two of his fingers in his entrance. The vision of his own digits disappearing inside his body sends a pang down my belly, and my cock starts to ache. “Do it,” Prince repeats, falling back on the cot. Then, in a caressing tone, “I want to feel your fingers inside, Phae.”
    Almost blind, incoherent, I do what he wants. I slip a finger inside his opening, and I’m stunned by the way the warm and soft ring wraps strongly around it.
    The desire to possess this secret aperture overwhelms me. I pull back my digit and lick it again. Now his muscles are a little open and my tongue can slip inside. I never, ever thought I could enjoy such a thing.
    “Please, Phae,” Prince moans.
    I don’t know exactly what I have to do. That is, I know, but it seems incredible. My finger is way smaller than my cock. I try with two digits. His body accepts them greedily to my knuckles.
    “Phae, it’s okay, now you can do it.”
    My fingers still inside, I crawl up and cover his body with mine, resting on one elbow, until I can look him in his eyes. “I don’t know how to….”
    Prince gets rid of my fingers, pulling them out of his hole with one hand, grabs my cock with his other hand, and puts the tip against his entrance. I hold my breath, and I have to bite my lips to avoid a scream as

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