Chapter 6 - Taming a Raven
Shaheen turned toward me and thrust herself into my arms. I pulled her into an embrace and she closed her eyes and puckered her lips and leaned toward me. I kissed her on the mouth and she instantly opened her lips and I kissed her even more deeply.
Shaheen was as tall as I was. We were both six feet tall. And as we held each other for the first time, we stood toe to toe, face to face, breast to breast, and thigh to thigh. Naked and warm against each other. My hands and arms were around her waist, and hers were around my neck. We kept our kiss going and I let my hands gently move up and down her back, and she didn’t resist or protest in the least. In fact, as the minutes went by, I could feel her pressing her crotch against mine, and her breasts seemed to be trying to merge with my chest. My fingers roamed down the small of her back, down to the cleft of her ass, and tenderly down over one of her buttocks. Shaheen’s waist was slender, and her hips were as well. Where Brenda, and the other girls, but Brenda especially, had some flare to their hips, Shaheen had hardly any. She was so slender. Her hips didn’t flare, but her butt was round and smooth and sensuous, rounded like medium-sized melons, and beautiful, both to my eyes and to my palms as I cupped them now as we kissed.
Shaheen moaned into my mouth and I felt her slide a hand between our bodies. She reached for my penis and moaned again as her hand went around the shaft and she felt the hardness and size of it.
She pulled away from our kiss briefly and said, “I am truly your subject My King. You may be an Elf Boy, but to me you will be My King forever. You rule over my body and heart in a way that I didn’t know was possible. Oh, Ronin, have you ever fucked by a campfire, deep in the caverns, fighting to be silent so that you don’t wake the others, or the creatures lurking in the darkness? Fucking hard and wet, because you have faced death and come through the other side, sweating and full of life, craving a good fuck in a tight pussy? Squeezing your lover’s breasts just a little too hard, because you’re angry at the world for being in the way of your passion for the flesh of your woman, feeling her grunt in silence as she crushes your manhood with the muscles of her sex? Using you as a tool for her pleasure and release, grinding and groaning, clawing at your back, dragging you between her slick toned thighs over and over, screaming your name and declaring her love in a way that only you can hear? Screaming your Elven name, King of Elves?”
I panted, “No, I haven’t! But I will. I will.”
All this time, Shaheen had been stroking my cock furiously, and as she leaned into my ear and whispered, “Neither have I,” I climaxed.
I shot my semen into the space between our stomachs where we pressed our bodies against each other, and Shaheen kept pumping me with her hand, coating her palm and my shaft with the slick juices.
She whispered again, “Master, put your hand between my thighs and feel what you have done to me.”
I slid one of my hands between her legs and she moved her feet apart to let me touch her. She was sopping wet. And not only her mound, but the insides of the thighs, and a moist dew covered even the hairless area above her clitoral hood. And I could tell that my own thighs, and even my knees and shins were wet with what must have been what Harmony had once called the ‘Voluptuous Volcano’ of the eruption of Shaheen’s orgasmic vaginal fountain. She had sprayed me with her feminine ejaculation, the same way that I had shot my own onto her.
I took advantage of the invitation to explore her lower body as a further invitation to stroke her to another climax before we were done. Shaheen gasped and squeezed my penis hard as her second orgasm wracked her body convulsively. I slid my hand back around to her rear and held her firmly as her shudders slowly subsided.
She finally gasped, “Oh, never!”
I said softly, “Never what?”
She was short of breath and said, “Never ever.”
I laughed quietly and waited.
After a minute catching her breath, and several more spasmodic aftershocks, she said, “Never let me go. Never stop loving me like that. Never have I felt lovemaking like that. Never have I had such a marvelous man-fruit in my hand and never have I wanted one in my pussy the way that I want you now. I never knew what love really was.”
I said tenderly, “Shaheen, was that your first orgasm in 200 years?”
She laughed and looked at me and said, “You could say that was my first orgasm ever! Not really. I had orgasms each time my first partner and I had sex. But not like that. And, I said that I hadn’t been touched in all that time, but I meant that no one else had ever touched me. I touched myself plenty of times over the years. Not that often, but sometimes. Except for the past three weeks. For the past three weeks, it’s been every night. Well, almost every night. Not while we were in the orchards. But each time you and one of the girls were together, I just had to. Sometimes more than once. But it was never like that.”
I said, “Shaheen, were you peeking at us, with your Elven sight? While we made love?”
She said boldly, “I certainly was! Ronin, I was already attuned to you. You were so loud that I couldn’t help it. It was like being in the room next to your bedroom, and the walls were made of paper. And see-through. I was attuned to you and there was really no way to tune it out. But there was someone else too.”
I said, "What do you mean?"
We were walking again, headed toward the pools, I think. I think we both wanted to wash off before we got home.
She said, “It was Lucy. She was there too. At first. She stopped several days ago. All of a sudden. One night she was there, and then you guys went for a walk together, and she was never there when you made love again after that. I thought that maybe she told you that she had truly chosen Gerald and that she couldn’t be as attached to you after that. That’s why this morning I was sure that she had chosen him and not you. I was shocked when she declared that she loved you the way we all do and that you were her King as well.”
I said, “A few days ago, we talked, and we promised that we would never peek in on each other during lovemaking.”
Shaheen said, “Well, she took it to heart and kept her promise as far as I can tell. But we never finished our thing about Brenda.”
I said, “Brenda? What about Brenda?”
Shaheen laughed, “You’d remember if she were naked here with us. Her tits, Stupid Elf Boy! You asked about how long we would live. Gerald said, the proof is in the eating. In this case, the proof is in the drinking…of Brenda’s milk.”
I said, “What do you mean?”
She smiled and said, “I was hoping you’d ask.”
We were at the pool now, and I dropped our clothes on the grass and suddenly lifted Shaheen into my arms and carried her down into the water with me. She wasn’t as heavy as I would have expected. Tall and slender, but fabulously shaped large breasts and amazing skin. She was a treasure.
She giggled like a girl half her age and said, “Where I come from, girls who can make milk when they aren’t with a baby are highly prized as mates. The milk is different from a normal woman. It has special properties. Special healing properties. Restorative and invigorating effects. Those who have access to it live longer. Their skin and muscles are more refined. No, that’s not why my skin is that way. All of us have skin like this to varying degrees, and no, I have never had the milk. We call it ‘The Milk of Honey’. It’s a joke. The legend in my clan was that there was a woman who had the milk and her husband called her Honey because she was so sweet. So, if a girl gets milk, we say she has the Milk of Honey. So, healing, energy, rest, muscle development, and libido. And, they say it’s just delicious and fun as well.”
I said, “Libido?”
Shaheen grinned and said, “Yeah. Libido. If you drank enough this morning, you won’t have any trouble satisfying Stacy tonight, even though you had several orgasms already today.”
She looked at me with an implied question and I said, “Three or four so far, I think. Wait, no, one of those times I was unconscious, so I didn’t
climax that time.”
She laughed and said, “Oh, you sure as hell did.”
I said, “I did? In my sleep? No.”
She kept laughing and said, “Oh yes you did. Didn’t you ever have an ejaculation in your sleep when you were a boy?”
I said, “Well, yes, I guess so.”
She said, “So, maybe three or four so far. And a few more before tomorrow morning if I’m right. Hey, Lover, you probably want to know, just because men do, but so do women. You have a really nice penis. And, yes, so that you know, I will say that it’s a bit bigger and thicker than my first partner, and even bigger, by a bit, than any I had ever seen before. So, there you have it. Yeah, yeah, you don’t care, blah blah blah, but I know that it makes you feel good, and I’m telling you the truth. And yes, this is more me than you, but I am a bit concerned about how you will fit it all inside me. And no, I’m not just saying that to flatter you. I’m saying it so that hopefully you won’t forget when the time comes to fill me up and that you’ll be careful with me until I can get used to it. I’ve had nothing in there for a few hundred years, and never anything as big as you. Hey, do you think it will be tonight? After you finish with Stacy? It’s OK if it’s not tonight, I just wondered. But there’s no way to know unless you make me a promise, and I don’t want you to make a promise. I want you to come when you want to, not when you promised me you would. Now that I’ve been in your arms, and have your seed absorbed into my skin, I can’t seem to stop talking about sex.”
I said, “Shaheen, you keep referring to your first partner.”
She smiled and held me tight in the water and put her legs around my waist and said, “Yeah, I told you. I’ve realized that we were more partners than husband and wife. We were Adventuring partners, and sexual partners, and business partners, but not quite mates. Not like you and I will be. Not like we already are, even. I’m a virgin when It comes to really loving a husband. And after so long, my hymen probably grew back, anyway.”
I said, “Does that happen?”
She laughed and said, “I don’t think so. We’ll just have to find out. Oh, wait, back to the milk. You distracted me with all of that talk about your fantastic libido. What I was trying to get to was what the benefits of it are so treasured that when a woman has the Milk of Honey, her whole family, well her husband and all the mates in the house, all drink it. Either right from the source, sometimes during sex, and sometimes at other times, or sometimes the woman will save it in a bag or jar and they drink it as needed. It lasts a long time, if it doesn’t get too hot, or is exposed to the air too much. Kept in a cupboard or better yet, a cellar, it will last for two weeks.”
I said, “How do you get it into the bag? Just squeeze it?”
She said, “I don’t know. It’s not like we lined them up and milked them in the village square. I’m sure that you and Brenda will figure it out. Does it really taste good? Do you think that she’ll let us all try it?”
I said, “It does taste good. And Alice drank some this morning. And even before Brenda had milk, we all played one time, and we all sucked on her nipples. She protested a little at first, but she didn’t mind too much. If she understands it, I’m sure she will let us. It sounds fun. Well, it is fun.”
Shaheen and I started kissing again in the water, and we got increasingly frisky and familiar with each other.
Shaheen said, “Oh Ronin, do you want to just slide it in me right now, just like this? Oh, wait. No, don’t. I want you to, but I want to wait. I want to be two different women. One you take as your bride right now, and the other waits because Stacy is at home with her knees apart waiting for you. Oh, can we stop and head home? As much as I hate to?”
I smiled and carried Shaheen out of the water and set her on the grass. We wiped as much of the water as we could from our skin, but decided to stay undressed as we walked back, to give us time to dry off. I picked up our clothes, and the two of us walked hand in hand in the direction of the village.
I reached out to Stacy with my Elven sight, and when I found her, I said, “Stacy, everything went fine with Gerald. I’m on my way home.”
She answered, “Oh. Good. Come. Home. To me,” and then she was gone.
Stacy had reverted to the more terse form of communication that she and I had started with a few days before when we were just beginning to practice. And, she looked like a different person as I looked at her now. I did recognize her, but her shading or color or something was a little different than it had been. It was like she was still as strong as ever, but younger or less mature in her elveness.
After a few minutes walking naked together, we stopped to get dressed. When I had my clothes on, and Shaheen was just closing her cloak, with the gray side out, not the invisible side, I was suddenly filled with regret. If I had been thinking, or had been thinking less, or something, I could have been just a little less willing to get dressed so quickly, and I could have had Shaheen in my arms again, and we would have ended up having sex before we went to the house. And now that she was dressed again, I wanted her naked. But the moment had passed.
I did say, “Shaheen, I was a fool.”
She said, “How so?”
I said, “I let us get dressed instead of taking a perfect chance to get to know each other even more.”
She smiled and said, “I was thinking the same thing. Do what you want.”
I said, “Oh, I want to, but what I want isn’t always what I need to do. You’re right. I need to go to Stacy. I have kept her waiting long enough. But, if I do come to you tonight, will you welcome me?”
She grinned and said, “Without reservation.”
I said, “Now that we’re together, are you going to keep wearing the cloak all the time? I mean, when you have to be dressed?”
Shaheen said, “Oh, I don’t think so. I think that the next time I put on clothes, I’ll wear something very different. But after we get to the house, and I take off my cloak this time, I don’t know how long it will be until I get dressed again. Am I too tall?”
I said, “Of course not!”
She said, “OK. I just wondered.”
The rest of the walk back to the village was like a mild torture for me. I was very attracted to this woman, and I stayed semi-rigid the whole time.
As we came to the edge of the village, just as we approached the farthest outbuilding, Shaheen smiled and said, “Do you want to know how Harmony planned to get Stacy into the village? Naked?”
I said, “That’s right! Stacy was absolutely naked, and Harmony didn’t grab her clothes. What was she thinking?”
Shaheen stepped up to the little shack and pulled the door open. It was small and run down, and the interior was dark. I followed her in, and she pointed out a trap door in the floor. Opening it, I saw a ladder leading downward.
Shaheen said, “It goes to the tunnels under the village. Harmony would have had to bring her here. No one goes there. Harmony would have taken her down here, and under the streets to your house. She would have to know which house it was, and that the hatch in the house was not locked from above, or that someone would unlatch it for them. We can’t go that way, but it’s the only way that she could get a naked woman to your house without shaming her terribly.”
I said, “Harmony would know about it if anyone did. In fact, she and Jack were playing in the tunnels just yesterday. Or maybe the day before. I don’t remember now.”
The two of us closed the trap door and left the shack, and we were at the front door to our house within 15 minutes.
Chapter 7 - Stacy is Home Again
As soon as we were through the door of our own house, Shaheen asked, “Is part of the house a clothing-optional, off-limits to children, area?”
Alice, who was in the kitchen ran out to us and said, “Oh, that’s a good idea. I hadn’t thought of that. Yes, the second floor of the main house here will be clothing optional at all times. Oh, I have never heard of that, but it makes sense, doesn’t it! Yes. The children will be told t
hat they must always use the downstairs area only. Here and in each wing. And, I will have hooks put at the top of the stairs, and you can drop your clothing there and I will have it cleaned and put in your closet. I guess it’s really just Jack that needs to stay away. Ronin, if we make the upstairs off-limits, he will be all the more curious though.”
I laughed and said, “Not if there’s also a ‘no-girls-allowed’ section. Two rooms of the wing where he has his bedroom will be no-girls-allowed. If he ever violates the no-children areas, then he forfeits the no-girls rule and frilly curtains and perfumes are legal again. If he keeps the rules, the girls respect his spaces. Those spaces will be for boys only. And maybe Harmony. That will be up to him. But Tanya and April need to stay downstairs as well.”
Alice said, “He’ll go along with that. And Tanya will be happy. It won’t be so bad if she sees you undressed as long as she isn’t lounging with us. But I will tell her that she shouldn’t go upstairs either. I was mostly thinking about Jack. And of course, April will be included very soon anyway. I will have several extra robes hung at the top of the stairs if someone needs to come downstairs without getting fully dressed. Shaheen, I’ll take care of all of it. Go upstairs if you like, and I will go tell the children about the rules, not the clothing-optional aspects, but that they need to stay downstairs. Do you want me to prepare you a bath or anything? Or find you a nice gown to lounge in?”
Shaheen said, “Not a bath. But I might want to see what kind of gowns Stacy has for us. I haven’t worn anything but my cloak for a very long time. Oh, did you hear about Stacy? Does everyone know?”
Brenda and Val had joined us in the front room now and all of them said that they had no idea what Shaheen was referring to.
I said, “We have a tradition where I’m from that when a person has a big change of life circumstances, especially if it is like they have become a different person, they take a new name. When I rescued Dawn, well, she wasn’t Dawn. I named her Dawn when she left her old life and came with me. Today…”
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