Dinosaur World 3

by Logan Jacobs

  “Could be,” the old man conceded. “But them Coates people aren’t so sharp as all that.”

  Becka snickered, and I glanced in her direction.

  “They never are,” Becka said with a grin.

  The old man chuckled at first, then started to laugh, loud and hard. He toasted us with his pint, then started to sing what had to be an old drinking song. The rest of the pub joined in, and it felt good to sit and chat with people once again without worrying about what dinosaurs might be lurking just outside the door.

  Food appeared at some point, baskets of greasy fish and chips with a nose-cleansing vinegar and yet another pint. Not long after, the locals began to glance out the windows, and then quietly slip from the pub. The old man left with an anxious group of his neighbors, and soon it was just me, my companions, and the woman behind the bar.

  “I had Dana make up some rooms for you upstairs,” the woman said as she wiped down the bar. “I’ve put you on the top floor, where it’s safest.”

  She looked to be in her forties, with the first lines starting to form on her brow, and the first strands of gray hair entwined in the long braid she wore down her back. Her eyes were blue, and though they had sparked with life during the celebration, they looked tired and afraid right now.

  “How long have these nighttime dinos been here?” I asked.

  “A week, perhaps,” the woman said with a sigh. “They arrived after that one you killed.”

  “Where do you sleep?” Becka asked. “I hope you don’t have to walk anywhere tonight.”

  “I stay here,” the woman said as she looked around the pub. “I’ve taken over, I suppose, since Matt was killed and me own home was destroyed. I used to help out here on weekends, just to earn a few extra pounds. Never imagined I’d be running the place.”

  “I wouldn’t mind some tea,” Becka said with a yawn. “Just something soothing before I head up.”

  “Oh, I’ve got some nice mint tea,” the woman replied with a smile. “I find it helps soothe my nerves at the end of the day. We could share a cuppa and listen to the radio. They’ve been reading old scripts from ages ago, just to give everyone a bit of entertainment. Tonight is All Gas and Gaiters. It’s quite funny.”

  “I’d like that,” Becka replied. “What about you two?”

  “Um, I wanted to check news reports,” I said. “Maybe I’ll just head up to my room.”

  “I am tired,” Hae-won added. “I think I will go upstairs as well.”

  “It’s just us, then,” Becka said to the publican. “Just as well. I doubt those two would understand most of the jokes.”

  “Oooh, you’re right about that,” the publican said as she removed her apron. “Follow me, then, love, and we’ll have a nice, quiet evening. The stairs are just through there. You two can head on up. Dana left the doors open so you can just pick whichever rooms you want.”

  The older woman pointed toward a low, dark doorway as she spoke, and then she smiled at Becka and motioned for the blonde to follow. The publican disappeared through the cloth covered archway behind the bar, and after giving me a quick peck on the cheek, Becka followed.

  “I guess we’re heading up,” I said as I tried to peer through the darkness of the stairwell.

  “You go first,” Hae-won said.

  I strode across the floor in an attempt to look manly, then stopped at the doorway and looked around. It really was just a stairwell, with one lonely light somewhere near the top. Everything about the space was dark, from the wood on the steps to the paint on the walls, and it felt damp and musty inside. I whistled, just a quick short note, but nothing stirred, not even the dust that coated the corners.

  “I think it’s safe,” I announced as I stepped inside and looked around.

  “It smells funny,” Hae-won noted as she joined me.

  “Well, we only have to go to the third floor,” I said.

  I started to climb, and every step creaked under my weight. Even Hae-won’s slender frame caused the stairs to groan as she treaded carefully up the stairs behind me.

  “I guess there’s no sneaking out of this place,” I noted.

  “Only if you are a ninja,” Hae-won replied. “Maybe I could use this staircase to practice my skills.”

  “Are you telling me you have ninja skills?” I asked in disbelief. Was there anything the sexy Korean couldn’t do?

  “Just what I learned from TV,” Hae-won laughed.

  We reached the third floor and found that there was just the one hallway. It ran the length of the building, with three doors on each side and one door at the end. Three of the doors stood open, as promised, and I peeked inside each room. There was little to distinguish them, other than the view over the back alley that two of the rooms had and the view of the town square that the last one had. There was a twin-sized bed in each room, along with a dresser, a chair designed for someone smaller than me, and a pitcher of water. The bathroom, I realized, was a communal one at the far end of the hall.

  “Do you want an alley view or a town square view?” I asked.

  “I don’t care about the view outside the window,” Hae-won replied. “I was hoping to enjoy the view inside the room instead.”

  I turned to look at the Korean, who had a wicked smile on her face.

  “Is that so?” I murmured.

  “Maybe we should take the one on the front,” Hae-won suggested as she closed the heavy curtain over the window. “So we don’t disturb anyone.”

  “Who else are we going to disturb?” I laughed. “I’m quite sure the three of us are the only guests, and it sounds like Becka’s going to be listening to the radio for a while.”

  “We should listen to the radio as well,” Hae-won said as she pulled me into the room on the front of the pub. “Something that will set the mood.”

  “What was that dance you were going to show me?” I said as I closed the door. “That butt dance?”

  “Ah, yes,” the Korean said. “There are different ones, but my favorite is from a group called KARA. But first, we should at least get out of our armor, yes?”

  Hae-won pulled off her breast plate with a quick shimmy, then pointed to the arm bands I still wore. I pulled off the armor, and then the rest of my clothes under Hae-won’s watchful eye. When she was satisfied, she pushed me onto the bed, and then pulled out her cell phone.

  “This song is called Mister. It was very popular when I was younger, and I used to practice the dance in the mirror.” She did a quick search, gave me another smile, and then started the music.

  A fast paced pop song began, with female voices doing a quick count to eight and then a few rounds of ‘la-la-la-la-la-laaa’ before they started to sing in Korean. I had no idea what the song was about, but I didn’t care after Hae-won started to dance. She moved quickly, in time with the music, but she still managed to look smooth and graceful while she was doing it. Bits of clothing came off as she moved, revealing the body beneath in all its glory. Her hips popped and swayed in my direction the entire time, which was the most mesmerizing thing I had seen until she reached the butt dance portion of the routine.

  It was hot, sexy, and hypnotic. Her ass swung in a wide circle, seemingly without effort, something like belly dancers do, but smoother and more enticing. She was down to her panties and bra by then, and I had an amazing view of her abs as she rolled through each circle.

  The song kept going, and every so often, I could pick at a stray word of English, but I didn’t care anymore. All I wanted was more butt dance, and every time Hae-won leaned over and did another one, I just wanted to reach out and grab her. She would smile and back away, though, and it wasn’t until the song finally ended that Hae-won tumbled on top of me.

  “You enjoyed it,” Hae-won purred as she grasped my very firm and throbbing penis.

  “I’ve never seen anything like it,” I said. “I think I’d put my back out if I tried that.”

  “It’s not that hard,” she replied as she started to stroke my shaft. “May
be one day I will show you and then you can butt dance for me.”

  “I’d rather watch you,” I said.

  “Don’t you want me to enjoy myself, too?” she teased.

  “Oh, I know how to make sure you enjoy yourself,” I growled as I pulled her against me.

  I slid my tongue inside her mouth as I pushed her onto the sagging mattress. She squealed as my hand moved between her legs, and she spread them wide, so I could feel the heat that was already there.

  “You know what I like,” she whispered into my ear.

  “I might have a few ideas,” I said as I slid a finger inside her pussy.

  “Oh, oh, oh,” she cried as I rubbed her clit. “Oh, you’re soooo goood.”

  “How long can you go?” I asked as I sucked on her slick little button.

  “However long you need me to,” she whispered.

  I moved my lips to her ear lobe and worked my tongue along her jaw, down her neck, and between her round breasts. Her nipples hardened as I nibbled at the tender flesh and she gasped when I grabbed each breast with a hand. I squeezed each perfect melon, slowly at first, then harder as she arched her back and closed her eyes.

  “More,” she begged.

  I started to lick again, from the spot just between her breasts, down her slim torso, to her pussy again. Her minty herbal scent filled my nostrils as I licked along the edge of her lips and tasted her salty moisture. Her temperature was rising, and I heard her moan as she wrapped her legs around my waist. Her hands found my hair, and her nails scraped my scalp as her chest started to heave.

  I devoured the beautiful Asian woman’s pussy like it was my last meal. First I alternated between probing her tunnel with my tongue so I could taste all her juices before I slid the tip of my tongue up to swirl around her clit, but after five minutes of that her breathing turned into one long moan, and her hips pressed up to direct my tongue upward. Then I just focused on her clit, and I swirled my tongue across the little pearl of flesh while her tunnel dripped a stream of her ambrosia on my chin.

  Finally, Hae-won’s orgasm hit, and she grabbed my hair like a wrestler about to do a finishing move while she let out the lowest and sexiest moan I had ever heard. While she came, her smooth thighs tensed around my shoulders, her back arched off the mattress, and her already dripping tunnel poured out a flood of her sweetness while she moaned a few words in Korean.

  “Did you like that?” I purred as I licked all of her cum out of her tunnel. She tasted absolutely fantastic, and I realized that I’d be totally fine just licking the mysterious beauty’s pussy all night.

  “Yesssss,” she hissed. “I want you inside me.”

  “Oh?” I snickered. “I was actually thinking I could just keep eating you.”

  ”Fuck me,” she begged. “Do me, oh, please, do me.”

  “Do you want it now?” I asked when I finally came up for air.

  “So much,” she replied. “I want your warm sperm inside me. It is my favorite feeling. I’m very wet. I’m ready for your sperm. Be inside me please, Jason.”

  “Okay,” I whispered as I slid my rod inside for a moment, she was even tighter than I remembered, but she was soaking wet, so I was able to get my full length in with only two deeper thrusts.

  “Ohhhh… perfect.” She gave me a smile of pure pleasure when I was as deep as I could go inside her tunnel, and we both let out a small gasp as her walls suddenly trembled around my girth.

  “God, you are so tight,” I moaned.

  “For you,” she sighed. “I love you, Jason.”

  “I love you, too.” I started to ease out, and a look of such utter disappointment crossed her face that I laughed.

  “Nooo… deep inside,” she sighed.

  “I’m coming right back,” I teased as I plunged into her again.

  “Stay inside for a moment,” she begged. “Don’t pull out yet. I like feeling you deep in me.”

  I trailed my tongue along her neck again, and back along her jawline. I nipped at her earlobes, then worked my way to her lips as I drank the green earth flavor of her skin. I captured her lips in mine, and then plunged inside her mouth. She was gasping for air by the time I finally released her, and for a moment, I thought I had gone too far when she closed her eyes.

  But she opened them again, and slowly started to grind against me in a circle pattern that was almost the same motion she had made during the butt dance. I felt her clench tight around my shaft, and I knew she was ready for me to start fucking her. I started to slide in and out, slowly at first, but then moving harder and faster as her whole body went taut.

  “Ohhhh…” Hae-won started to pant, and I felt her legs tighten around my waist.

  “You feel amazing,” I panted.

  “Harder,” she whispered over the slick sounds of our bodies trying to become one. “I’m yours. Take me deep. Possess me. Claim me.”

  I pounded into her with everything I had, so deeply that I found spots she didn’t even know she had. I drove and drove until her whole body felt as if it was on fire, and for a moment, she seemed to lose all control. She stared wide-eyed at the ceiling as her muscles clenched tight, and then she seemed to unwind all the tension in one massive explosion. I held still while she shook from the release, and then watched as she slowly returned to normal.

  “You didn’t give me your sperm?” she noted when she could speak.

  “I want to fuck you all night,” I whispered. “Are you ready for more?”

  “Yes, please,” she replied. “But not all night. I want your sperm soon. Okay?”

  And so I started again, a combination of tongue along her breasts and neck while I slid slowly in and out of her tunnel. My rod was uncomfortably hard, and it felt like every drop of blood had rushed into my penis, but I took my time until I felt the Korean start to quiver in my hands. She pulled me down even as she rose to meet me, and her wet pussy clenched around me tighter than her fingers could.

  “Jason…” she moaned as her climax took her. “Pleassseeee. Your spermmmm…”

  “I’m cumming deep inside of you,” I growled as my body shuddered.

  My cum exploded from my cock like a rocket blast, and I thought I would actually explode from the pleasure that surged through me. My climax seemed to go on and on for a minute as my head spun, and Hae-won cried out. Part of me hoped it would never end, even as my muscles started to ache from the tension in my ass, lower back, and legs as my body tensed.

  I stayed deep inside of Hae-won until I was empty, and I felt her wrap herself around me as I hovered over her. She studied my face for a moment, then gave me a shy smile.

  “You feel so good inside me,” she said. “Your sperm is thick and warm. I love when it fills me up.”

  “It feels good to be inside you,” I replied.

  We kissed again, several long, slow, wet kisses that Crash Davis would have enjoyed. I started to stiffen again, and Hae-won growled as she felt my rod start to grow.

  “You are hard again…” she cooed.

  “Yeah,” I chuckled. “In case you didn’t notice, you are super hot. I’m still a bit astounded that someone as beautiful as you loves me.”

  “You are handsome, too,” she whispered. “I thought so as soon as I saw you walk into the library.”

  “Ohh?” I laughed. “I didn’t see you checking me out.”

  “I am like a ninja,” she giggled. “Coy. I watched you out of the corner of my eye.”

  “Honestly, I would never have even dreamt of asking you out. You are way out of my league. I guess I should be happy the dinos attacked, so we could be together.”

  “Maybe I would have asked you on a date,” she purred. “Let’s go again. I want to be on top this time.”

  “I’ll never say no to that.” I rolled us over, and then readjusted when I felt a spring dig into my back.

  Hae-won’s long black hair flowed over her shoulders and tickled my ribs as she adjusted herself. I watched as she moved around, and then found the spot she wanted
. She clenched tight, and then she started to ride me, slowly at first and with another butt dance thrown in. As she neared her climax, she was nearly bouncing against me as she tried to find that deep, tight area once again. I finally grabbed her waist in my hands, and guided her along my shaft until I found a patch of hot, wet liquid deep inside her.

  “That’s it!” she cried triumphantly as I started to pump. “It’s right by my womb. Ohhhhh… Jason…”

  We both climaxed again as we groaned.

  I poured more seed inside her, and the room filled with our mingled scents. It was green and earthy, salty with a touch of sweet, and it nearly drove me crazy as I thrust up harder and harder into her warm and welcoming body. When she finally collapsed against me, her silky hair spread across my chest, and I could feel her heartbeat pulsing in sync with my own.

  “You didn’t tell me you could do the butt dance in bed,” I teased when we could both breathe again.

  “You like the butt dance?” she asked.

  “I do,” I said.

  “Then I will do it again,” she replied.

  “Many times, I hope,” I laughed.

  “Well, if you behave, Mister,” she said as she sat up far enough to look at me.

  We both smiled, and then Hae-won laid across my chest. We stayed like that even after we heard Becka’s quiet footsteps in the hall and saw the hall light click off. I was content as I ran my fingers through the black threads of Hae-won’s hair and stared at the water-stained ceiling over my head.

  I know I fell asleep, and I would have stayed that way until the sun was up and morning dawned, but something outside the window managed to penetrate my drowsy state. I blinked and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling, and then I realized that Hae-won was still on top of me. She snored softly, and I wondered if that was what had woken me up.

  And then I heard it again. A snuffling sound from outside the pub, followed by a whistle. I shook Hae-won awake, then placed a finger over her mouth when she started to speak. She gave me a questioning look, but the whistle sounded again, and I felt her body tense. We eased out of the bed as quietly as we could and opened the side of the curtain just wide enough for us to look out.