by Taylor Lee
Lei saw Wyatt watching her, his eyes dark with passion. Even though she was afraid, her desire was stronger than her fear. She’d known from the first time she saw him in the dojo she wanted him. She wanted him to touch her, kiss her, love her. Until last night, no one had ever touched her breasts. She remembered how excited she was when he tugged on her nipples. The memory alone sent a jolt of heat through her body.
She swallowed hard. Taking his hands in hers, she placed them on her breasts. Her voice was a breathy whisper. “I…I want you to touch me, Wyatt. The way you did last night. I want you do to that to me again.”
Wyatt smiled at her and pulled her close. “Yeah, baby, I know you do. Let go, Lei. Feel it. Feel everything I am going to do to you. Let me love you, Lei.”
She nodded. Taking his head in her hands she pulled him down and pressed his mouth between her breasts.
He groaned, “Oh, yeah, honey. I know what you want. And, damn, I know what I want. Feel this, darlin’. Tell me if it doesn’t drive you crazy.”
Lei watched in wonder as he took one soft pink nipple in his mouth. He ran his tongue around the tip. When it peaked, he pulled it between his teeth and sucked. Lei gasped, trembling with excitement. He sucked harder and then bit gently, then more insistently. She shrieked in surprise. When he reached over to suck on her other nipple, he pulled and rolled the hard tip of the first nipple between his finger and thumb. It was like watching a fascinating erotic dance of fingers and tongue as he moved from breast to breast, sucking, biting, twisting, until she writhed up against his mouth squealing with excitement.
Lei gasped for breath. Torrents of desire pulsed through her. Any hesitation she felt just minutes ago was gone. She never knew how sensitive her nipples were. Her breasts felt full, achy. She wondered if she should be embarrassed to be so brazen. She wanted to push her breasts up to Wyatt’s mouth. She wanted to feel his fingers tugging, twisting her nipples. When he sucked them, she thought she might faint with excitement. She whispered an agonized sound.
“Wyatt, something is happening to me. Help me!” She repeated breathlessly, “Something’s happening to me, Wyatt. I can feel it everywhere.”
When she pressed against him, he felt the beginning surges of her orgasm. “Yeah, honey, I can feel it. I can see it. Let it come, Lei. I’m not going to stop doing this until you do!”
He sucked and bit the tip of each nipple. Moving from one to the other, he felt her convulse as her climax took hold.
With a shriek, she cried out, “Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, God, Wyatt!”
She dug her fingers in his chest. He felt her heart pound as she clung to him, shuddering with wave after wave of passion.
“Oh, my God. Oh, my God! I feel it everywhere. All over my body. God, Wyatt, what happened to me?”
He held her close. “You came, baby. Christ, did you ever! That is what I call a first class orgasm, baby.”
She clutched his arm. “Wyatt, can you make that happen again? Can you make me do that again? Please!”
“Oh, hell, yeah! Now that I know what you’re like. Jesus, Lei, you’re a wild little filly. You just need to be turned loose!”
He was stunned, thrilled by her passion. She had been so hesitant, so anxious. Holy Christ, he could see the challenge was going to be how to keep bringing her up without jumping her. He couldn’t remember when he’d been as turned on. Like her, he wanted, needed, more.
After her breathless panting settled somewhat, he leaned down and whispered, “Honey, we’re going to give these beautiful breasts a rest. I’m gonna move a little lower. If you thought that felt good, you’re not going to believe what I’m gonna do to you now.”
He scooted down. With his hands, he spread her legs apart. She trembled and moaned softly. Christ, he thought, she is on fire everywhere! He knelt between her legs and pulled her hips toward him. He lifted her ass higher up on the pillow so that her crotch was raised, enticingly near to his mouth.
Lifting her foot, he tugged at her slipper. Nuzzling the sensitive skin on the arch of her foot, he licked between her toes. He was rewarded by her shrieks and twisting hips. She begged him not to stop. Pushing the soft fabric ahead of his lips, he kissed the inside of her ankle then nibbling and kissing, moved up her leg until he reached the soft flesh on the inside of her upper thigh. He sucked, then bit down hard. She gasped then moaned “yes, yes, yes,” over and over.
Ignoring her entreaties not to stop, he took her other foot in his mouth. Slowly, persistently, he sucked her toes. Tucking the silky fabric up against her crotch, he moved from her ankle up the inside of her leg, sucking, kissing, and biting while she writhed under his touch. When he reached the top of her thigh he slid between her legs. Pushing her knees up, he spread her legs wide apart, inching close to her crotch.
She shrieked, “Oh, my God, oh, my God.”
Her body was trembling. With a hard groan, he buried his face in the soft silk of her trousers, breathing in her hot aroused smell.
“Oh, Christ, honey, if you ever wanted to know what heaven smells like-- that is how you smell here.”
He reached up and unbuttoned her pants. He pulled them down just to the top of her sweet bush. Sliding his fingers into her soft hair, he tugged lightly then harder. Licking, kissing her taut belly, he delighted in her frantic appeals, begging him not to stop.
He murmured, “Honey, as much as I love these beautiful pants, they’re getting in the way.”
“Oh, God, Wyatt.”
He smiled when she tried to scrunch her thighs together, but he kept his shoulder firmly wedged between them, spreading her legs apart.
She whispered, a ragged sound, “Are you going to look at me there? I…I…don’t know if you should. Should you…?”
“Oh, my darlin’. I’m going to do a hell of a lot more than look at you. And, Lei, I promise you, you will love what I do. Just feel, honey. Don’t think, just feel. Okay, baby? Will you do that for me?”
She gazed at him. Her eyes were dark pools of desire edged with fear. She took a deep breath and nodded.
Smiling at her, Wyatt kissed her lightly on her lips, then reached down and dragged off her pants. Before she could pull back, he spread her legs wide apart.
In answer to her surprised squawk, he reassured her. Shaking his head in wonder, he crooned, “Oh, baby, my sweet Warrior Princess. You are beautiful, absolutely beautiful. Uh, uh, honey. Keep your legs apart. Let me look at you. Jesus, Lei. I can smell you. Your smell is making me crazy to taste you. Okay, darlin’? Remember, baby, just feel. Don’t think – feel.”
Holding her thighs apart, Wyatt leaned down and ran his tongue along her slit. With the pointed tip of his tongue he stroked her swollen labia. She cried out. To his surprise, she buried her fingers in his hair, pressing his mouth up tight against her.
“Oh, God, Lei,” he groaned. “You’re killing me!”
He throbbed with desire. Her passionate response to everything he did to her was exciting him in ways he hadn’t felt for so long. He found himself forgetting everything except her, wanting more and more of her.
He moved back to her mouth and kissed her. “Can you taste what you taste like there, baby? Isn’t that an amazing taste? So sweet, so hot. Here honey, suck on my lips. Can you taste that? And I want more of it!”
He dove between her legs and began probing, stroking her pussy lips. Spreading them open, he slid two fingers inside, searching for her sweet spot. He knew he struck gold when she cried out. A deep shudder shook her body.
“God, I can’t believe you, honey. You are so wet. I had no idea you would respond like this. You’re driving me crazy, Lei.”
Working two fingers inside of her, with his other hand, he searched for her clit. When he found the hard throbbing nub, he flicked it, then rubbed it round and round. She shrieked in surprise. Trembling, she pushed up against his touch. He leaned down to lick and nip at her swollen labia. Driving his tongue deep inside her lush folds, he rubbed her clit insistently between his fing
ers and thumb.
She gasped, her words intense, fierce. “Oh, God, oh, God, oh, my God, Wyatt. Don’t…please…don’t stop.
“Oh, God, Wyatt, that thing -- that coming thing. I think it is happening again!”
He groaned, “Yeah, baby, I can feel it. Let it come, honey. That’s right, ride it. Like that, darlin’. Just like that! I want you to come again, Lei. Ride my mouth, my tongue, baby. I want to taste you when you come. Come for me, Lei. Now! All over my tongue.”
She bucked up against his fingers and his mouth. He tasted her hot tangy wetness, the waves of her coming orgasm. As the power built within her, he took her clit in his mouth, sucked hard, then bit down. She screamed. Thrusting her pussy up hard against his mouth, she shrieked a loud keening cry. As her frantic tremors raged, he buried his fingers in her pussy, stroking the place that drove her crazy. Just as relentlessly, he sucked on her clit, licking, sucking, nipping. Not pulling back or giving an inch, he urged her on. She cried out. Trembling and shuddering as rush after rush of exquisite pleasure washed over her, she sobbed his name again and again.
As her tremors softened, he levered himself up beside her. Holding her close, he licked the sweat off her neck and chest. He shook his head in wonder when she moaned and trembled in response.
“Jesus, baby. Holy Christ, Lei. You are incredible. My God, honey, I have never seen anything like it.”
He shook his head in astonishment. “Lei, just so you know, you are the sexiest goddamn woman I’ve ever seen. If this is what you are like the first time you make love, you are gonna drive me out of my everlovin’ mind!”
Even as he spoke, he felt his already bulging cock swell harder. He knew he had to get inside of her or he was going to explode. He knelt up, shucking off his pants.
Peeking at his burgeoning cock, Lei started. She swallowed hard, her eyes widening. “Oh, God, Wyatt. Fu Han didn’t look anything like that,” she said, pointing in amazement at his cock. She repeated, her voice a mix of wonder and worry. “Nothing like that! At all!” She added with a worried frown. “And it…it hurt when he put it in me…”
Seeing her staring astonished at his throbbing cock, Wyatt buried shouts of laughter. Hell, no wonder she’s impressed. He was, too. He couldn’t remember when his cock was this hard. Christ, if only he didn’t come all over her before he could get inside.
He whispered to her, “Goddamn, honey. I only wish I could have been the first. It would have been so different. But baby, I’m gonna make it up to you. Now, right now. Yeah, Princess, it’ll hurt a little, but not for long. Baby, you are so fucking wet. When I shove my prick up inside of you, wanna know what this amazing body of yours is gonna do? You’re gonna cream all over me, honey. I can feel it now.”
He groaned. “Honey, do you understand? That’s why this beautiful buceta of yours is soaking wet. It’s going to let me slide into you, move high up inside of you. Do you want that, baby? Do you want to feel me up inside of you? Deep inside of you? Moving in and out of you? Do you want me to do that to you? Go in deep and hard? With this?”
She nodded, groaning with anticipation, her face flushed, her eyes wide. “Will it…will it make me do that again? That coming thing?”
“Christ, yes. I can guarantee it. Something else I can guarantee. I am going to come, too. Feel this, honey. See this is what my body does to make it easier to get into you.”
He rubbed the cum from the end of his cock with her fingers. Slicking her fingers across her lips, he licked her lips then sucked on them. “Mm hmm, that tastes good, doesn’t it, honey?”
When she moaned, nodding yes, he spread her legs and pressed the head of his cock against her pussy lips. He groaned when she convulsed in response. He kissed the soft hair of her bush, then licked her belly. Still pressing his cock against her slit, he tweaked her nipples. Sucking, biting, and kissing -- first one, then the other, reveling in her frantic pants.
Her voice was fierce. “Wyatt, make it happen again. I need it! Make me do that again!”
“Oh, yeah, honey, that’s just what I’m going to do.” He couldn’t believe how responsive she was. Everywhere he touched her was like torching hot coals. Christ, a mere stroke and she burst into raging flames. The more she responded, the more excited he became.
He kneeled up over her, his breath was harsh. “Lei, I’m going to come inside you now, okay? Are you ready, baby? I want to come deep inside you. I wanna hear you beg me; beg me to come all the way inside of you. Yeah, honey, will you do that? Do that for me? Now, right now?”
She gasped in excitement. “God, yes. Yes, Wyatt, yes!”
He lifted her hips up high on the pillow. Bending her knees, he dragged her hips up close to him. She moaned, pushing her pussy up against him. He groaned, his excitement flaring. Entering her with slow strokes, he slid in just inches. Gasping at how tight she was, he pulled back, then slid in further. In and out until she began moving with him, he slid in and out, slow, then faster, harder.
His voice was harsh, pleading. “God, honey, you are so tight. Tell me if I am hurting you, baby. We’ll go slow. But, Christ, Lei, I want go up inside of you. All the way inside of you. Can you take that, honey? Can you? Say yes, baby! Say yes!”
“Don’t stop, Wyatt. No, no. I want it like that. I don’t care if it hurts. I want it! Oh, my God, oh, God, you are so big, so…so thick. Oh yes, like that. Come higher, mmm, yes. Like that! Oh, God, something is happening to me. Don’t stop, Wyatt, make it happen!”
“Christ, yes, Lei. I’ll make it happen! God, will I ever!”
She was panting, moaning. He moved his mouth back to her breasts, sucking gently, then more and more insistently. He felt her wriggle her clit up, reaching for him. He didn’t stop biting, sucking her nipples until he felt her orgasm building. She was panting hard now. The muscles of her pussy tugged rhythmically, squeezing his cock harder and harder. Her breath was harsh, raspy. She was sobbing his name, begging him not to stop.
“Let go, baby, let it come. God yes, honey. That’s the way. Come, Lei, come for me now! Now! Jesus God, you sweet, sweet woman!”
As a wave of passion hit her, she shrieked. Shuddering violently, she clung to him. He felt her come, wave after shattering wave. She sobbed and held him as though she would never let him go.
Then his body took over. He growled fiercely, mindlessly. She was so hot, so wet. Her musky smell was driving him crazy. And, God, she was tight. He couldn’t remember when he ever felt like this. This driving need, this crushing urge to take her, have her. Make her his. He grabbed her feet and shoved them up on his shoulders. He bent her legs wide, yanking her ass hard against his hips, spreading her open. With a huge groan, he began to thrust up in her. His cock was hard, thick, pulsing. He thrust higher, harder until he couldn’t hold back. A torrent of passion exploded through his groin, wrenching a rough hard cry from deep inside his chest.
They lay together clinging to each other, wet, trembling, shuddering, and ecstatic.
He felt something tight in his chest release. When he leaned down to kiss the tears on her cheeks, he realized they weren’t her tears, they were his.
He held her close. She buried her face against his chest, still breathing hard, he felt her heart pounding. He stroked her body. He whispered sweet words of praise and wonder. He told her how beautiful she was, how responsive. How she made him feel. They lay like that for many minutes until her breath began to slow and his body quieted. He unwound himself from her arms and loosened her fingers that were clinging to him. He whispered he would be right back.
He went in the bathroom and washed off his hot sweaty body. He came back with a warm washcloth and gently wiped her face, her neck. Murmuring how beautiful her breasts were, he kissed the beaded tips then wiped off the sweet sweaty moisture between them. He separated her legs and carefully spread her puffy lips. Gently wiping them, he washed down the inside of her thighs. As he wiped off their combined juices he realized with a start that for the first time since Vivian died, he had spill
ed his seed deep inside a woman. When she moaned in delight, shivering everywhere he touched, he accepted how good it felt -- right, somehow.
He bent down and scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the bed. Laying her down, he crawled in beside her, dragging the blankets over them both. Her breath came softer, easier. He whispered to her to go to sleep. He told her that he would have to leave, but not until he was sure she was asleep. She nodded and nestled in close to him. He fell asleep when she did. Several hours later he woke and dressed. He stood by the bed, marveling at her beautiful face, her thick lashes fanning her soft rosy cheeks. He leaned down and kissed her. Reluctantly, he slipped out of the room.
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Stripes of pink, lavender, and gold were just beginning to gild the early dawn sky as he walked down the path. He lit a cigarette and was turning to go to his cottage when Joey stepped out of the shadows.
Wyatt shook his head and groaned. “Joey, Joey, Joey.”
He put his hand up. “Don’t, please don’t. You need to stay out of this.”
Joey sighed. “Wan trusts me, Wyatt. I need to trust you.”
“Look, Joey. Lei is a woman, she is not a child.”
“She is someone’s child.”
“I know that, but for right now she is my lover.”
“For right now, Wyatt?”
“Yes, for right now.”
Joey was quiet for a minute, then said, “Wyatt, I am as concerned about you as I am about her.”
“And why might you be concerned about me, Joey? You know I fuck someone five nights out of seven.”
“You and I both know that is not what you’re doing with Lei.”
“Really? For God’s sake, Joey, you are a lot clearer about this than I am. Since you have all the answers, tell me what I am doing with Lei if I’m not fucking her?”