Page 50 of Drakhana's Treasure
His grin is fierce and expectant. “I guess I better show you then!”
He reaches down and grabs my knees, lunging forward. He tosses me on to my back and throws my legs apart, wrapping his arms around my thighs. His warm, wet mouth presses against the hood of my vulva, his tongue parting the lips gently to explore inside around my clit.
The second his lips and tongue move pleasure shocks through my bones. A weird sigh blooms in my chest that sounds like a question. Just when I think I can start to understand what he’s doing, he leans in further, using his mouth to part those lower petals and stretch his tongue inside me.
This time my pleasure sounds more like a purr. Tension stretches through my back as I arch against the floor, then sweet relaxation pours through me. He keeps working at me with his lips and tongue, moving back to the clit where he lays a dozen small kisses with licks of his tongue in between.
Just as I start to cry out, he slows down, lapping at me with the wide part of his tongue. The change in pace blows my mind and twists my body in his hands. When I start to thrash, he changes the pace again.
Something builds inside me, something more powerful than fire. It comes upon me like a rolling cloud, spreading exhilaration and anticipation before it. When it crashes down on me it’s pure, ecstatic pleasure, a thundering rush that moves through me like a series of explosions. Rastus slowly takes his mouth away, watching me with a smile.
I can barely move, my limbs twisted by the wrecking wave that just destroyed me. I can’t even speak, only pant.
“Maybe you understand now, what that pace was doing to me?”
I nod and smile, trying to laugh, but I have no breath left. Rastus and I have only been together a couple of times now and after this revelation, I can’t wait to find out what else I can do to please him… and to be pleasured in return.
He puts his lips down once more, kissing my pussy and licking across my clit. When he gets up on his knees his cock is enormous, long, thick and swollen. I shudder a little as I’ve never seen it that big. Did I really just have that thing in my mouth? I can’t believe it fit.
Rastus grabs my thighs gently and pushes me, rolling me on to my front. As he grabs my hips and hauls me towards him, I feel excited and scared at the same time. It’s an incredible feeling, to touch the unknown, the point of fear and know the whole time that you are safe.
He holds one hip strongly in his hand and I can feel him guiding himself in. His cock is so hard it almost feels like its pressing against a bruise as it meets my soft flesh. He moves inch by inch and when he gets to about halfway, I start to scream.
“I want you in me now!” My wail is accompanied by some very petulant pounding on the floor. Rastus chuckles and strokes my back.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” he whispers.
“Just put it in.” I can barely whimper. My clit is aching, my insides are on fire. There is a place not far from Rastus’ cock, deep inside me. It’s begging for him, desperate to feel the hard length of him slam up against it.
He grabs both hips and pushes against me. I feel my body slowly opening for him. I’m dripping wet but that doesn’t mean much when our flesh is so tightly sheathed together.
Finally, he leans forward, cock sliding all the way to the end of me. The relief is so intense that I moan into the floor, my whole body shuddering with the sensations.
He rocks back and forth a little, feeling my body tighten on his.
“Are you okay, Kirra?”
I mumble into my arm, making him repeat the question.
“More!” I cry out, as loud as I can. “Harder, faster! Fuck me Rastus!”
When he grips me firmly and starts to move back, I lean forward even further and give him control of my lower body. I was made for this surrender. I was made for him.
Thirty-Four
Rastus
When Kirralee leans away from me, exposing herself, my breath catches in my chest so hard I see stars. I have never felt this way before. When a woman is on her front there is a special intensity, an incredible sense of trust. It’s special.
When she relaxes on to her arms and lets the tension out of her body… That’s something else entirely. That kind of relaxation really means more than trust.
I’ve seen beautiful women spread out before me like this before. I’ve fucked them every which way and made them feel like the most important person in the world while I did it. I even walked away satisfied… Or at least, at the time I thought I did.
I’ve never pushed Kirra this hard before. I’ve always been so gentle with her. Even though she’s strong, I wanted to respect her virginity and let her decide when the play went to the next level.
When I flipped her over, I wasn’t thinking. Her orgasm was sweet on my lips and my cock was still without release. I managed to gain some control of myself as I worked my way in.
Then she pointed her ass at me and screamed for me to fuck her.
