Chapter 311: Giving Her Standing Blow

I stayed on top of her, our bodies pressed together as we kissed deeply. My hand stayed between her legs, rubbing her wet pussy in slow, lazy circles. Every time my fingers brushed over her swollen clit, Lyra let out a soft moan into my mouth.

While we kissed, her hands moved down my body. She quickly unbuckled my belt, opened the button of my jeans, and pulled the zipper down. Then, using her legs, she hooked her feet into my jeans and pushed them down my thighs until they pooled at my ankles.

I kicked them off completely and broke the kiss for a moment, breathing hard.

"You have gotten more skilled in two days or just got more desperate...?" I asked, exhaling as her soft hand wrapped around my hard dick and started stroking it slowly.

Lyra looked up at me with a sultry smile, her eyes half-lidded.

"Both, I assume..." she replied in a low, sexy voice.

I gasped as her grip tightened around my shaft, stroking me with just the right pressure.

"Your husband is a lucky man then," I said, my voice rough with pleasure.

Lyra’s smile faltered for a second. There was a small hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Only he wished to look at me more... but no, I never do all that for my man," she said quietly.

I looked at her for a moment, then pushed two fingers deep inside her warm, slick pussy. At the same time, I leaned down and kissed her again, slow and deep.

"I see..." I whispered against her lips. "So I get to use you as much as I want, right?"

"Yeah... you do..." she answered with a soft smile, her hand still gently stroking my dick up and down.

I pulled my fingers out and sat up on the bed.

"Well then... turn around," I said.

I stood up at the edge of the bed, completely naked now. My hard dick stood out in front of me, right at Lyra’s eye level.

Lyra giggled softly, clearly enjoying the moment.

"Hehe, is that how you want to do it?" she asked playfully.

She moved quickly, sliding down so her head was right at the edge of the bed. She lay flat on her back, looking up at me with sparkling eyes. Her head was perfectly positioned, her face just inches away from my cock. Her full tits rested softly on her chest, rising and falling with her breathing, while her legs stayed slightly spread.

I looked down at her beautiful face, her lips parted, waiting.

Lyra licked her lips slowly, then looked up at me with a naughty smile.

"Like this?" she asked, her voice teasing.

I reached down and gently brushed her hair away from her face.

The luxury cabin felt even smaller now, filled with the sound of our heavy breathing and the distant hum of the ship cutting through the ocean waves. Sunlight peeked through the curtains, casting soft golden light over Lyra’s naked body as she waited for me on the bed, ready and eager.

"Yeah, that’s how..." I said, gently holding Lyra’s face with both hands. I leaned down and kissed her deeply, our tongues meeting for a few hot seconds. Then I straightened up, standing right at the edge of the bed. My hard dick stood out thick and heavy, right in front of her face. I gave my hips a small flex, making it twitch and bounce slightly.

Lyra’s eyes locked onto it immediately. She licked her lips and stuck her tongue out, looking up at me with pure hunger.

"Give me..." she whispered, voice needy.

I smirked down at her and slowly stroked my dick with one hand, right in front of her eyes.

"Have some patience, you slut," I teased, my voice low.

"Hehe..." Lyra giggled softly, full of anticipation. Her eyes never left my rock-hard cock, watching every stroke with excitement.

I kept stroking for a few more seconds, letting her wait, then finally grabbed her face again.

"Here, take it like a good bitch now," I said.

I pushed my dick past her lips and slid it into her warm, wet mouth.

"Ahmm... umphh..." Lyra made muffled sounds as my cock filled her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed slightly as she started sucking.

The view was incredible. Lyra lay completely naked on her back, her big tits resting on her chest, her pussy still wet and glistening between her spread legs, and her pretty face stuffed with my dick. It felt euphoric.

"Ahhh fuck!" I groaned loudly as the wet heat and suction around my cock sent waves of pleasure through my body.

"So good, Lyra..." I moaned, my hand gently resting on the back of her head.

She held the base of my dick with one hand and started bobbing her head back and forth, taking me deeper with every movement. Her tongue swirled around the head each time she pulled back.

I could see the outline of my cock sliding in and out of her throat. With my other hand, I reached down and gently massaged her neck, feeling it bulge every time I pushed forward.

Lyra’s free hand slid down between her own legs. She started fingering her pussy, sliding two fingers in and out while she sucked me.

"Arghh... this is too hot for me to handle," I growled.

I leaned forward and groped one of her big, soft tits, squeezing it firmly in my palm. At the same time, I started moving my hips, fucking her mouth with slow but stronger thrusts.

Lyra moaned loudly around my cock, the vibrations making it feel even better. Her fingers moved faster between her legs as she took me deeper, her eyes watering slightly from the intensity but never losing that eager look.

The ship continued its gentle rocking, the soft afternoon light dancing across her naked body as she lay there on the bed, eagerly sucking me while playing with herself.

I kept thrusting into her warm mouth, one hand on her tit and the other guiding her head, completely lost in how good it felt.

Lyra looked up at me with lust-filled eyes, her cheeks flushed, mouth full, clearly enjoying every second of it.