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“Certain,” he says. “Treasure.”
“This is… crazy.”
“Yes,” he says and laughs. “Good crazy.”
I laugh. His command of my language may not be the best but he does seem to understand the important things. He leans in and kisses me with all the passion and intensity I could ever ask for from any man.
I give myself to him. Heart and soul I give him everything and he gives me the same and more. Our connection is forged in the fire of our lips moving against each other, our tongues seeking, and our bodies melding.
Certainty rushes into my heart and thoughts. Impossible though it may seem. I have found my soul mate.
9
MARGARET
His erection is crushed between us, digging in and making sure it’s not forgotten, but not once does he push forward with it. We kiss for what might have been hours. The kiss is everything I ever dreamed a kiss could be and more.
But I haven’t forgotten the pleasure he gave me and I want to return it for him. For me too. I love pleasing a man, always have. One of my favorite activities in the bedroom actually. I used to call myself the blowjob queen, years ago, when Hank and I were young and foolish. I’d pleasure him in all sorts of places we weren’t supposed to just for the thrill of almost getting caught.
I’m going to make sure that Mohlad knows how much I love him now. I break the kiss and adjust myself around until my head is right over his cock and I set to work. If we spent a long time on the kiss, I give every bit as much attention to orally pleasing his hard shaft.
Licking, kissing, lightly nibbling, judging the reaction to each thing I try and he doesn’t disappoint. He’s a very vocal lover leaving no doubt of what pleases him and what doesn’t. I work his cock until my jaw begins to tire and he’s almost constantly leaking. I look up from between his legs. His hands are gripping the blanket in tight fists and he’s moaning while his tail is stroking along my back and ass.
“Good?” I ask, with a smile.
He groans in pleasure and his cock spasms in my hand, leaking a bit more. I take that as a yes. Using light touches I stroke his cock and admire it. It’s a nice thickness and I have no doubt those ridges are going to feel amazing when they are inside of me.
Teasingly I drag my tongue along the underside from the base to the tip, tasting the salty sweetness of his precum. It’s definitely an alien taste, not unpleasant, but much different than what I’ve known before. There’s a hint of spiciness, almost like pepper to it.
He shudders then moves his tail so it’s resting between the cheeks of my ass and the tip of it slides down and slips into my very wet pussy. I gasp in surprise as pleasure rocks my body. A shiver races through and I can barely keep from collapsing onto him. My hand convulses on his cock and strokes, not intentionally but in reaction to his tail.
When I look back to him he’s smiling from ear to ear and then he pushes the tail in deeper and begins a thrusting stroke. He pushes so hard I’m rocked forward with each penetration and I gasp in pleasure over and over.
His hands are on my tits, stroking and teasing. My nipples are rock hard points of pure pleasure that crash into the waves of pleasure coming from my pussy. He isn’t letting up, fucking me with his tail faster and faster. It feels so good I can hardly stand it.
“Uh-uh-uh-hmm-uh,” I moan.
It’s the only sound I can make. I’m so close. I stroke his cock in time with the deep thrust of his tail. My pussy is soaking wet. It’s dripping onto my thighs, coating his tail, filling the air with the musky scent of sex.
I close my eyes and then it hits. Wave after wave of pure pleasure. Muscles contract, clamping into his tail, hands tightening on his cock and then he’s exploding too. His cum is spraying over my tits, stomach, and face.
I don’t care. I don’t want this to end. I’ve never come so hard in all my life. Never known so much pleasure. He grabs on and holds me up. I’m dimly aware enough to be grateful for it, but it’s more like something that I recall, not something happening to me now. Now, for me, all there is, is the orgasm.
It continues. And continues. Crashing wave after wave leaving me a shuddering, sticky mess. When at last it eases he lowers me onto the blanket at his side. I’m lying with my messy face on his chest, his sticky seed all over the place but neither of us cares.
“Messy,” he laughs. “Sorry.”
“No sorry,” I say, still breathless and huffing for more air. “Too good. Worth it.”
“Good.”
His agreement is all I need. My eyes drift closed as sleep slips upon me. I’m almost there, eyelids fluttering when something jerks me back to wakefulness.
His cock is standing at attention. Again. I rise up staring at it in disbelief.
“More?” I ask, looking over to him. “Not good enough?”
He looks confused and shakes his head.
