Page 35 of Sold By The Siren

I step over his sculpted mid-section and position myself, so I’m facing away from him. I hover just above his eight-pack abs which are quaking in rhythm with his rapid, excited breaths. I lower myself onto him and straddle his chest and admire his delectable dick, standing straight up like the mast of a ship. My hand once again grasps his hard wood. I tighten my grip and begin to stroke again.

“It feels amazing,” Josef says. I feel his chest heaving against my ass as he loses control of his breathing and begins to nearly hyperventilate.

“Does it?” I ask as I lean forward and touch the very tip of my tongue to the now glistening head of his cock. I swirl it around, teasing him for just a second before pulling away.

I’ve never done anything like this. It just feels natural with Josef. I figure out that since I told him to stay still and promise not to use his hands, he hasn’t moved besides his body’s reactions to what I’m doing to him.

“You may touch me now,” I say to him over my shoulder,

“Oh, God!” he exclaims. I move forward again and take the tip of his dripping manhood into my mouth. His wetness tastes like sweet honey, much to my delight.

Josef reaches a hand around to caress my stomach and moves it upward to gently squeeze and play with my breasts. He uses what feels like his thumb on his other hand to slide along my wet sex.

I lean forward, hugging him tight with my legs, and raise my ass above his chest. I feel like an animal in heat as I make love to him with my mouth.

“Your flower is so beautiful. I need to taste it,” Josef says, grabbing and pulling at my ass cheeks. I wiggle my bottom, signaling that he better start doing what he says, right now!

“Mmm… Ooh!” I feel a buzz of electricity the moment he licks one of my petals. Josef’s body is twitching beneath me. He must feel the vibrations of my moaning around his pulsing shaft.

“Oh, God! I can’t get enough of your sweet nectar,” he says after his tongue stabs into my center, then pulls out. I feel a thumb stroking my swollen bud, and his slick appendage is back inside me again, nearly matching the rhythm of my mouth's movements.

“I’ve never done this before,” he says, pulling out of me again, sounding as unsure as I was before his body started twitching.

I moan and wiggle again to let him know he’s doing just fine and for him to get back to work. My moans grow louder as he fucks me with his tongue, our hips thrusting in unison. His tongue moves faster, and I match his speed with my mouth and hand, stroking, squeezing, sucking, and licking.

“Ohh!” I scream, feeling streams gush from my opening. I’m slightly embarrassed for a moment, realizing I must have cum all over his face.

“I’ve never tasted anything better,” Josef proclaims, making me feel at ease.

It’s his turn now. Josef’s body begins to convulse. He moans with delight as he explodes, shooting his cream into my throat. I continue holding his dick in my mouth. With a smile, I swallow all Josef has to offer. I’m exhausted, but I manage to shift around to face him. I collapse on top of his chest, and Josef kisses me on the lips. We spend the next few moments relaxing and gazing into each other’s eyes. I suddenly feel a second wind of energy course through my body.

“I want to go for another swim,” I say, breaking the silence. All of my senses have been focused entirely on Josef. I sit up to take a look around. The birds are still chirping, and a squirrel is sitting under a tree eating an acorn, watching us like a little voyeur.

Josef is looking at me like I’m the only thing that exists in the world.

“You were lost in it just as much as I was,” I say, understanding that this was a much-needed break from the crazy world.

“Yes. Yes, I was,” Josef answers. He grins at me in satisfaction. He’s looking around, taking in the sights, sounds, and scents of the forest. “But I need to remember not to ignore my surroundings like that in the future.”

“So, I’m just a distraction?” I ask, not sure if I mean it teasingly or if I’m jealous of Josef giving attention to anything but me.

“No. Everything else is a distraction. Unfortunately, we have other not-so-pleasant things we have to deal with,” he says. There he goes again with that sensible charm.

“Swimming hasn’t felt so good since I stopped competing,” I say, thinking of the realities away from this amazing time and place.

“Wait. That reminds me of something. You started to tell me about your swimming coach. What happened, if I may ask?” he asks. I look at him and debate with myself for a few seconds whether or not I want to tell him.

“Okay, I’ll tell you, but you have to promise me you won’t go after him and hurt him. I already punished him, remember?”

“I promise,” he says. “I forgot you started to tell me about it and that you already avenged yourself with that creep. I intend always to keep my promises. At least the promises I make to you, Mari.”

“Alright,” I say, believing him. “I guess my situation is similar to yours in a way. I haven’t wanted to be with anyone in that way. Not since Honey, my sister Hanako, and I were training to become professional swimmers. She even has sponsors and swims professionally now. In another life, I was supposed to become a pro swimmer like Honey, but I was following her dream, not mine. Sven did me a favor, sort of. He was so handsome with a toned body, wearing only a tight bathing suit.”

Josef takes a deep breath, and his look must be similar to the way I looked at him when he was talking about Brenda or saying how pretty Connie was. I think I like him being a little jealous this time.

“He’d been giving me muscle massages which is not unusual for coaches, especially when I had a cramp in my thigh after swimming laps. But the last time I was with him, he slid his hand up under my suit, and it came off. I was so naive. I thought it was romantic. I thought he genuinely liked me. He started massaging all different parts of my body. But before we really got started, Honey barged in screaming. It dawned on me right then that he was already taking advantage of my sister. The jerk had the audacity to say, ‘Hey, come in and join us. I have two hands, one for each of you’.

“You know what, I have two hands too, I said, and I used one to punch him in the face and the other to punch him in the gut. My sister had to pull me off him before I did serious damage. He still had to go to the hospital. Honey told me later that she had suspected him of fooling around with another girl in the locker room when she spied him coming in. He probably was with another girl, too, before he tried to get me. I decided then and there I didn’t want to swim anymore. Not competitively, anyway. I also didn’t want anything to do with romance after that. I just wanted to sing.”

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