D.- Because celticbriarrose thought that 12 was hot, I wonder what she'll think of 13? They say turn about is fair play, but just how does Alice punish Hatter's torture? Is she patient enough to hold out for a bigger finale? Read on and find out!
Alice is pulled up by his hands sliding up her back. She immediately kisses him and is aroused at tasting herself on his lips. She moans into the kiss which Hatter finds is his undoing as he reaches behind her and pulls the shirt off. As soon as her arms are free, Alice pulls the bra off too, and then slides herself off the table and at Hatter. Her mouth affixing to his, her arms wrap around his waist, both skimming lower to grab his buttocks and pull him into her, pressing his erection against her still soaked center. They both moan and break the kiss at the contact. Hatter leans in first, kissing down her jaw and to her collarbone, which makes Alice lean her head back, to give him better access. Her moan turns into words.
"Ugh! I-gh, I think you're wearing too many clothes sexy." Hatter grins a little and murmurs against her neck.
"Think you can help me out with that?" Alice smiles and pushes him back one step at a time, kissing first one side of his face, then the other in time with his steps, until he is less than a foot from the couch. There, she slips an index finger into his pant waistband and then sliding her other hand around to splay on his hip, she uses them both to lower the pants, inch by inch, placing kisses on all the newly revealed skin. Hatter's breathing becomes very labored; small sighs of pleasure accompanying every kiss.
Finally, the main event pops free from the pants and Alice licks her lips in anticipation. Alice bypasses the shaft and the sack with her kisses and gently motions for Hatter to sit as his pants are pulled down to his knees. He sits back on the couch and Alice grabs the pants and pulls them free of his legs in one smooth motion, throwing them over her shoulder. This leaves her with a completely naked Hatter, all to herself. Smiling a big, wide grin, Alice slides her hands up his calves, squeezing lightly under the knee.
"Mmm, what I'm going to do to you…" She slides her hands up his thighs then dragged her nails down from hip to knee, making Hatter's skin quiver in anticipation. He has imagined himself, on numerous occasions, torturing Alice with pleasure, but this, Alice torturing him, it never even occurred to him to fantasize about it. Everything she is doing is so new, so unconceivable to him that his pleasure is skyrocketing with just the lightest touch.
"You're going to wish you hadn't drawn it out for me, cause I can make it last for days baby." Hatter takes a deep breath, releasing it quickly as the full effect of her voice saying naughty things registers to his sexually confused brain. Alice slides one hand up to cup his balls, lightly squeezing and rolling them in very small movements. When Hatter's eyes close in delight, she trails the tip of her tongue from base to tip. Hatter's eyes shoot open as he moans. Alice giggles and licks just under the head, writing numbers there, from ten down to one. Hatter, being a vocal guy is quick to tell her how good it feels.
"Ahgh..Alice! God baby, you're driving me crazy, teasing like that."
When the countdown is over, she slips her hand around the base of his cock, getting a firm grip and using her finger and thumb like a cock ring.
Hatter looks down just in time to see her mouth close over the tip and slide all the way down, until he feels the tip of him hit her throat. He moans at the silky smooth suction. Alice takes a breath and relaxes her throat, suspending her gag reflex temporarily, so she can take the last few inches in, sliding down until her lips meet her fingers at the base. Hatter's moan stretches into a scream as she continues to pull him deeper than he thought he could go. When Alice pulls up and sits back, Hatter is completely disappointed, but Alice tilts her head to the side and smiles her sexiest grin.
"Tell me what you like Hatter. Show me how to do it just perfectly. I'd like to be directed how to suck your cock." When Hatter sits, lost for words, and her mouth is once again wrapped around his tip, she takes her hand and grabs his, placing it on her head and pushing slightly, to give him the idea. Hatter, afraid of pushing to hard, is really uncomfortable at first, but she keeps her hand there and if he stops prematurely, she continues at the same speed anyway.
He soon learns that he can't hurt her or force her too far, and when she feels him fist both hands into her hair, she removes her hand and lets him lead. Occasionally, she manages to swallow while he is still pressed down her throat and he screams out at the feeling. Smiling inside her head, she pulls back, Hatter releasing her instantly. She climbs onto his lap, sliding her breasts against first his bandages and then against his upper torso as she leans up to whisper in his ear.
"Hatter, I've got no gag reflex." She expected him to swear or moan when he heard her little secret, but she wasn't prepared for the kiss. She sank into it willingly, relaxing her rigid posture to rub her aching sex against his. Her words may have been hot, but his would fry her brain.
"Forget the blow job. I'd rather blow inside you." His hand was in position guiding him in as he pushed up with all his force in Alice, who was so turned on, so ready for another go that she all but shattered glass when she screamed. He thrust gently after that, letting her nerves settle before he would build them back up. Alice moaned out Hatter's name, a mix of wonder and frustration that Hatter couldn't decipher.
"This feels so perfect, you and me." Alice looks down into his face, his eyes tender and yet passionate. She pulls him up from his slumped position, which changes their angle, making them both moan. She begins to rock her hips against his thrusts, feeling his hands come up to her hips to assist her. She reaches up behind his neck, grips him by the hair and the neck, looks into his eyes and kisses him. Her lips travel to his ear so he can hear her whisper.
"Fuck me like it's going out of style." Hatter moans and begins to push and pull her hips as hard as he can. He finds himself running out of breath quickly so he lifts her up and off of him. She stands, worry crossing into her eyes, checking his injuries. When he stands and slides behind her, she lets him bend her over the arm of the couch and the worry disappears as his breath tickles her ear.
"Your wish, my lady." He slides his tip along her juicy lips before plunging in as deep as he can get. The angle makes her cry out his name, and Hatter's hands splay out across her back, coming to rest on and gripping her hips. He uses all of his strength to give her the ride of her life. Alice grips the couch tightly, her breasts swinging with every thrust and her head lolling forward in pure bliss then throwing her head back, moaning. Hatter knows he is getting close so he reaches around her hip with one hand to pinch and play with her clit as he pounds into her.
Soon, Alice begins to tense up and Hatter leans over her to whisper "Cum for me luv." Before giving it everything he's got left to hammer into her the last few times. Alice screams as she tightens around him and his final thrust sends them spiraling down their own personal rabbit hole. Alice is too spent to move right away, but she feels Hatter withdraw. She turns to face him, pressing a tired and completely sated kiss to his lips. Unable to step away just yet, she watches Hatter walk into the bathroom and she can hear the water running. It stops quickly and Hatter comes out with a wet cloth. He offers it to her with a kiss to her shoulder. When she finishes wiping herself up, Hatter takes the cloth back to the bathroom, rinses and uses it to clean himself off as well. When he comes out again, Alice is sipping the tea he had made for her.
"It's still a little warm." She says with a smile, completely at ease, naked in his kitchen. He smiles at her, but once he gets his own tea, his brain catches up with the action. He'd just fucked his Alice. His lovely Oyster Alice, who needs to return through the looking glass with her father, no later than the following day. Alice senses his mood and places a kiss on his chin.
"To bed then I think?" She smiles over her shoulder as she wanders into his room. Hatter downs the rest of his tea in one gulp then follows her into the room, determined to enjoy his night with Alice. Perhaps his only night with Alice.