Chapter 402: Being Alive Again 2 +R18
"What you did before." She said incoherently.
"This?" He asked, licking over it once with his tongue flat.
"No." She said, her head thrown back and her eyes closed.
"This, then?" He wanted to know, flicking it quickly.
"No! you know what I mean!"
He took pity on her. "Is this what you want?" he asked, drawing her nipples into his mouth and suckling hard and sure, playing with his tongue around as he did so.
"Oh, yes!" She moaned.
He picked the pace up after that, forgoing the torture on her other breast and going straight for the good part, sucking the nipple relentlessly until she tightened her grip on his hair, as she arched her body into his hands and mouth.
She felt something hit the back of her knees and opened her eyes, surprised to find that he had carried her the bedroom without her noticing it. She was lost in sensations as his mouth travelled across her skin, insistently licking and nibbling, stopping every now and then to explore some new place he wanted to get to know intimately.
She sank back into the fluffy duvet, her arms around him pulling him down with her. She pressed her breast against his upper body. He moaned at the feel of her naked body against his clothed one, especially when she rubbed herself against him.
"You’re overdressed." she whispered, and he gave a bark of laughter, hurrying to fix just that. He was out of his shirt in record time, and she leaned up to watch as he struggled a little with his jeans. Getting it past his raging hard-on was a delicate operation, but he managed not to injure himself.
"Let me." She said when the jean was around his ankles and he started on his black boxer. Hearing her, he blinked, staring at her in surprised.
Red Thorn scooted closer to him, dressed only in her lacy white panties, the scent of her arousal wafting through the air.
She was careful when she slid one hand into the waistband and pulled it away from his body and down. It kept getting stuck on his cock, so she used her other hand to hold his cock out of the way. He gasped when her fingers touched him. Finally the boxers was around his ankles, so he kicked it and the jeans off and out of the way.
She stared at his cock for a few seconds, her hand hovering as if she wanted to touch it.
"’Can I ..." She indicated and he nodded, his throat dry:
’She is actually asking, not just going for it?’ He thought, a little bit confused by her behavior.
Red Thorn touched one finger to his shaft, running it up and down his thick length.
"Not bad." She said, marvelling. "And at the same time, it’s so soft. Why is that?"
He moaned something in response as she made a fist around him, testing the thickness and pressing lightly.
"Argh!" He gasped. She did just that, and he groaned. Red Thorn looked up at him:
"Did I hurt you?" She asked.
"Truthfully, although I haven’t had sex, I know one or two things." She added, kneeling upright on the bed, grabbed his face, and kissed him.
Lian smirked inwardly, as he slid one hand down and into her panties.
"You’re shaved." He said, surprised.
"When I was in my early twenties, I went for permanent hair removal." She said, not explaining further.
Lian nodded, as he stroked his finger over her hairless mound, testing the softness of her skin before dipping lower. And then he groaned as his finger was instantly coated in wetness. She was soaking.
Red Thorn moaned at the strangeness of having somebody else’s finger inside her. He explored the lips, the petals, her clit, before dipping his fingertip inside her and dabbling a little while he kissed her again. She lay on the bed, and opened her legs wider instinctively, unaware of the eroticism of the movement. He rushed a little as he pulled her panties off and threw them over his shoulder. He knelt between her legs, spreading her knees further as he wedged his shoulders between her thighs.
"Red Thorn, may I go down on you?" He asked formally. Just to be sure, he wasn’t ready to anger her and die just yet.
"You don’t have to."
"It’s not ’have to’ as much as ’want to’." He said. "I want to taste you."
"Well, don’t let me stop you." She said, still a little shy.
He used the fingers of one hand to spread her lips and the middle finger of his other hand to dibble inside her again, coating his finger in her juice and spreading it around her pussy. She wriggled a little and gave a small moan.
Lian knew he wasn’t going to last a hell of a lot longer, and he needed to get her off so he could get off. So he honed in on her clit with his finger, rubbing it fast and light, and then hard, and then in tight little circles, trying to find out what she liked best.
Red Thorn closed her eyes and fisted her hands in the duvet as Lian’s finger did things to her nobody else has ever done, or dared. She gave a gasp when he hit just the right spot, and he must have noticed, because he focused on it then, rubbing and tapping at it. A strange need was building inside her. She knew what orgasms feel like – and it was nothing like this. This was an urgency she couldn’t stop, a tidal wave rising from every nerve-end in her body.
"Yes!!" She gasped. There was something wrong with her; this wasn’t normal. But he didn’t seem to realise her urgency, because then, oh mercy, his mouth was on her pussy, and he was sucking first the one lip and then the other into his mouth before getting to her clit. He moaned a little and muttered something about how good she tasted, but Red Thorn was still fighting the feelings building up inside her and didn’t respond beyond little mewling sounds as she tried to get away from the sensations the way an inexperienced swimmer tries to escape an enormous wave. Lian growled and flicked his tongue over her clit for a second, before rubbing it hard with his tongue. He nibbled lightly and drew it into his mouth, suckling like he did on her nipple.
"Let go." He whispered against her, his breath warm on her wet skin. "Stop fighting it and let go."
She cried out loudly, her back bowing and her hips thrusting as she rode his face, her hands drawing his head closer. The orgasm broke over her; a tidal wave that wreaked havoc with her nervous system and set every nerve ending on fire. It just lasted and lasted, one wave after another cresting through her body as she came, again and again and again.
Lian growled as he lapped at her, and she realised dimly that he was licking up her juices. His hands were on her hips, holding her down as she bucked.
She floated back and was limp while he gave her a few seconds to adjust. She couldn’t open her eyes, could barely breath, but she welcomed the feeling of his warm body sinking down on hers. It was unfamiliar, the weight of somebody else on top of her. Her body still twitched every few seconds from the strength of her orgasm.
He settled between her legs and she could feel the hard length of his cock against her.
"Condom." She managed, but he kissed her on the lips. She could still taste herself on his lips and it was surprisingly erotic.
"Taken care of." He said, his voice strained. "Are you ready, honey?" He joked.
’Deunk, and still know about protection, is she playing me?’ He thought to himself, listening to her answer.
"Yes." She whispered.
"I don’t want to hurt you." He said. "I’ll go as slowly as I can, but I’m not going to last very long."
"I’m not scared." She said coldly, and Lian chuckled nervously.
’Forgot who is right under me.’ He thought.
Lian positioned himself with one hand, first sliding his hard manhood around through her lips, coating himself and the rubber with slickness. His head pressed at her entrance and she opened her legs, lifting her knees. He held there for a little before he pushed in deeper. Just a little bit, giving her time to adjust. He slid in, and it was surprisingly easy, though her body tried to reject his advance at first. Then he pushed a little bit more, a little bit harder, and he slid home.
"Oh, my!" She gasped as he held perfectly still inside her. She could feel the struggle between his mind and his body as he strained to hold himself from moving.
"Are you all right?"
She couldn’t speak, so she just nodded her head. She was so full, He was so big. It was a strange feeling, having something that big inside her. But the more her body relaxed around him, the better it got.
"How does it feel to no longer be a virgin?" He whispered hoarsely against the curve of her neck. She still couldn’t find her voice, so she just smiled softly at him.
Lian seemed to understand, because he pressed his lips against her and moved his hips, shifting back just a little before surging back again. She took deep breath while he moved slowly inside her, gradually picking up the pace. His breathing was hard and laboured when he slid in and out with measured strokes.
"So tight!" He moaned. "So wet. "So perfect..."
"Can you... Go a little faster?" Red Thorn asked. She was no longer sore, just full, and she wanted something, anything, to fill the sudden, unexpected emptiness.
"No problem." He said, moving a bit more forceful, his hips straining to get closed to hers.
She crossed her legs around his waist and her arms around his body as he kissed her neck. The sound of their breathing filled the room, followed by the wet sounds that came with sex, and the slaps of their bodies banging against each other.
He clenched his teeth as he slipped in and out of her slick, hot core. She was so damn wet, so damn tight, and he wanted to come so badly. But he wasn’t ready to stop yet, not with Red Thorn in his arms, under him and around him, making sounds that drove him crazy.
He started thrusting faster and wilder, feeling her inner muscles clench his cock as he pumped into her. He lifted himself on his knees and pulled her hips towards his bodies, holding her up with his hands cupped under her ass. The new position had her body bowing backwards as he thrust in deeper and harder. She gasped with every stroke as the tip of his cock went in deeper than before. Her hands cupped her breasts and she rubbed and pinched her nipples.
"Oh, yes!!" He moaned. "Fuck, that’s hot. Don’t stop!"
"More." She gasped when he went even faster. "I need more. Please, Jian, I want... I need..."
"Tell me." He said, hissing through his teeth for breath. "Tell me what you want."
"You!!" She said, and his balls slapped against her with each thrust. "Just you, taking me... Oh, oh, yes! Right there, please, again! More!!"
He complied, rubbing her clit with one finger as the other hand held her lower body up for him to use.
"I’m going to cum." She said. "Please... oh, yes, yes!!!"
She threw back her head as she came again and even through the condom, Lian could feel the fresh gushes. The walls of her pussy was pulsing and pulsating, tugging him deep and hard, milking him and tugging at his cock like a slick, wet velvety fist. It was the hot liquid tugs, the expression of bliss on her face and her triumphant scream that made him lose control.
"Ahh!"
He trembled as he lunged inside, as deep as he could go, one last time. He felt that too-familiar feeling as his balls drew up tight against his body, as the delicious orgasm hit him, seeming to come both from outside and within his body. He held himself deep and ground down on her as he came hard, spurt after spurt filling up the rubber, so much that he was almost afraid it would overflow. But he was helpless to do anything but keep inside her tight sheath as the tremors in them both subsided.
After a few minutes, his heartbeat had returned to only three times as fast as usual, and he flopped down on the bed next to her. He pulled of the condom and cleaned up his cock with a tissue from the box on her bedside table. She was still breathing fast, and he pulled her into his arms, entwining their legs as they came down from whatever cloud they had been on.
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