Transformers Lemons 1

Sideswipe's First Thanksgiving

Warnings: oral sex.

You could see the eagerness in his optics. He seemed to enjoy the undertones of this holiday. Anything that involved 'eating' with you in the room was surely a sexual connotation.

With a face heated with embarrassment you lifted up to see his glossa mercilessly intruding your swollen folds. The slick silicone like appendage was wide at its base, generally creating a new feeling every time it slipped in. The feeling of his warm large metal servos against your hips was amazing. They were smooth and happened to be just the right size to grip you and keep you still on the bed.

His mass displaced weight shifting on the bed was what kept you aware that he was still very heavy. If he happened to go and give you a series of dark hickeys on your neck again and he didn't watch his weight he could effortlessly crush you. The thought of that happened to scare and intrigue you.

Luckily he was too mesmerized by the erotic sound of his glossa writhing against your walls to try and do something else. Whenever the base of his glossa wasn't driving into you it was grinding against your clit while the tip of his glossa did all the work.

He made humming like noises at the sweet taste of your wetness. You could tell it had a sweet taste as you had unregrettably generously sampled all the pies that were baked for the N.E.S.T thanksgiving party.

Suddenly your hands clenched around the sheets as you felt a nearing a climax. When he felt the contraction his glossa was removed as he left you to writhe in an almost beautiful orgasm.

When your pleasure tolerance resetted he resumed to burying his glossa inside of you, slick with his oral fluid. You could see the prominent smirk on his faceplate as he watched your reaction.

"I figured the purpose of Thanksgiving was you could indulge until no end..."

This was just a little thanksgiving treat!

I will be posting the lemons later on this weekend.