Celestial's Love Machine [Celestial Nights 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Rebecca Joyce

  “Are you ready for more?” he asked as he applied a copious amount of lubricant to his hands, warming it by rubbing them together. He began petting her vulva with long, slow, gentle strokes from the bottom to top, alternating hands so that the sensation was of a continuous massage. Capri moaned softly as she opened her legs a bit more, signaling her assent and giving Aries better access to her increasingly wet pussy.

  Aries was sitting alongside, half facing her feet, settling in to fulfill his promise that this was going to be “all about Capri.” His right thumb glided outside of her outer lips, slowly tracking from bottom to top, applying slight pressure inward, first her right, then left, repeating the process again and again.

  As Capri’s arousal increased, and her lips became more swollen, he placed his fingers on one side, and his thumb on the other, squeezing as he moved his hand up and down, his left hand brushing her inner thigh as he asked, “How is the pressure? Too much?” She sighed contentedly, and he continued the process, now adding his other hand in the same way, subtly adding a bit more pressure as his fingers soothed past her clit, feeling its hardening length massaged by her own folds.

  Capri’s legs opened further when he moved his hands left and right, still sliding up and down the compressed lips, increasing the blood flow to them, feeling their increasing size and firmness. He finished this beginning with flat hands on either side, gently pressing her into the mattress, feeling her soft inner thighs, moving his hands in and out, the sides of his fingers pressing against her lips, mimicking the effect of the earlier squeezing. Capri, lost in the erotic sensations, had a dreamy look in her eye as she breathed, “More.”

  Judging that she was now able to take more direct stimulation, Aries dragged his fingertips from below her lips upward, fingers spread from left to right, letting them nestle within her soft, wet folds, teasing her lips and sending electric sparks as he touched her clit for the first time. His hands moved continuously, but very slowly, one following the other.

  “That feels wonderful,” she softly moaned. Her hips began to move, trying to press against his fingers. Without warning, though, Aries softly slapped her right thigh, then her left, her belly, and her pussy, time after time, playfully engaging her with new sensations. Capri had confessed during one of their private conversations that she missed the soft blows of his hand and how much it excited her. Her deep moan confirmed for Aries that he had waited enough for the welcome change of pace.

  Building on that, Aries brought more intense stimulation to the moment. He again carefully pinched her lips, trapping her clit luxuriously, pulling it sensually and focusing especially on its root. “Oh, Aries, just like that,” she cried as her hips moved into his hands.

  He turned toward her, allowing his left hand to slide over her right breast, thumbing the hard nipple while his right thumb pressed easily against the bottom of her clit.

  Holding it there, he asked, “Is that too hard?”

  “No,” came her soft, energizing reply. Moving around her clit, Aries continued the periodic pressure, vibrating his thumb, creating a special comfort he knew she hadn’t felt since he’s left. This was healing, for her to trust him completely again. He needed her complete heart, mind, and soul, if he was going to persuade her to do what he wanted. This was his one chance, to do it right.

  “May I enter,” he asked, mindful of the importance of her consent.

  “Oh, yes,” she replied, eager to feel more, and to hasten her release.

  Aries proceeded slowly, thoroughly lubing his fingers, placing his index finger at the entrance, teasing, stroking until her pussy drew his finger inside. He moved quietly, deliberately, thrilled with her warmth, moisture, and the flexing of her internal muscles. Wanting to connect more fully, he moved his left hand to her right breast, even as he was feeling her heat within.

  Kneading her soft breast, teasing her nipple, he felt surprisingly connected to this vibrant, extraordinary woman he loved the most. He began a slow massage of her inner walls, learning but mostly remembering, those areas that felt particularly good, encouraging her feedback.

  “Is that too much pressure?” he asked when he felt just inside, at the top, toward her throbbing clitoris.

  “No, it’s just right,” Capri moaned.

  Aries proceeded to slowly move around her pussy. Pressing and holding just an inch or so inside, one knuckle, gauging her reaction to each spot, just as he had outside of her warm and wet pussy.

  “Breathe deeply, Capri,” he instructed, helping her to relax and stay focused on the delicious feelings, yet keeping her growing arousal in check for a moment. He found that she particularly liked it when he pressed down toward her bottom, while at the same time gently squeezing with his thumb from the outside, rubbing the dripping skin there between his finger and thumb. By the time he got back to the top, he had found her even more responsive.

  “Oh, that’s it...right there,” she exclaimed at his returning finger now pressing a bit harder against her G-spot, which was becoming firmer, its ridged surface more pronounced.

  “How does that feel,” he whispered as his finger slid deeper, still pressing against the length of her G-spot using his right index finger, his left hand lightly massaging her right breast.

  “It’s just wonderful.” She sighed.

  Aries drew his finger back toward the opening, using a “come hither” motion to stay connected to her hardening G-spot while his thumb began gently stroking the side of her clit.

  Soon Capri was ready for more, and he inserted a second finger to join in the G-spot massage. Her feet dug into the mattress, her hips lifting, pressing against his welcome fingers, wanting more.

  “Patience, Capri.” He nodded. “I have more work to do.” Aries was intent on building her arousal, wanting her eventual release to be “memorable.” He moved his left hand from her breast to her bare mound, cupping it, enjoying the feel of the soft smoothness. He pressed her back into the sheets, easing her body’s tension, yet also trapping her G-spot between the new outside pressure and his insistent fingers within.

  “Oh, Aries,” she purred. “That’s it.”

  His fingers continued to work their magic, drawing along the length of Capri’s G-spot, sometimes along the outer edges, sometimes crossing from side to side, sometimes concentrated in the center, but always ending with pressure on the hardening, ridged spot at the front, more and more pressure as Capri’s arousal increased.

  She was moaning continuously now, rocking her hips, rolling her head from side to side, overwhelmed with the sensations within and the continuous dancing of his thumb over her clit.

  “Please,” she begged, urging him to help her to orgasm. And then, when it was too much, she screamed, “Oh Goddess, yes.” She repeated those three simple words, over and over as she bucked her pussy against his insistent hand, riding out the spasms that started deep within, grateful that he stayed with her. Continuing the steady strokes that had finally taken her over the edge.

  “Breathe deeply, Capri,” Aries softly said while sliding his right hand from her depths, resting it gently on her mound. His left hand slid up to the fullness of her ripe breast. “You’re beautiful when you come, baby,” he said, staring deeply into her pale blue eyes. He continued to stroke her mound quietly, letting her catch her breath.

  Soon, though, he began playing with her nipples, first right, then left, squeezing, tugging and rolling them while he slowly teased her sensitive clit with his right thumb. It was but a few minutes of this before she came again.

  “Relax, baby, I’ve got you,” he whispered, brushing wisps of hair from her eyes, stroking her smooth thighs as he helped her come down while staying connected. As she let her eyes drift closed, her head now deep in the pillow, Aries silently poured more lube on his right hand. Using his left to warm it, he spread it evenly with his fingers and thumb.

  “Aries, I don’t think I can take anymore,” she said quietly when he cupped her mound. “This is for you, Capri,” he replied.
“And you’re going to love it.” Aries used his index and middle fingers to enter, slowly, sensually, gently. He began to slowly turn them back and forth, his knuckles grazing her pussy entrance, repeatedly, rhythmically stimulating her G-spot.

  “How’s this speed, baby?” he asked quietly.

  “Mmm.”

  Both were lost in the heat and intensity of the moment, the beauty of her pleasure, as she went higher and higher. Aries leaned over, taking her nipple into his mouth, licking, nibbling, sucking, pulling and releasing. His hand moved relentlessly, twisting at the wrist, his fingers touching deliciously all of her pleasure points he previously awakened. Without breaking the rhythm, Aries substituted his two middle fingers, continuing his steady stimulation of Capri’s hungry pussy. He allowed his small finger to slide lower, taking advantage of the abundance of lubrication to glide over her anus, again and again. Still sucking her right nipple, he introduced clitoral massage as well, rubbing his index finger and thumb on either side of her nether lips, up and down, squeezing gently. Capri was overwhelmed with the sensations. The nipple play seemed to touch her already demanding clit. Moving her hips with the relentless motion of his hand, and fingers, Capri was lost in passion, oblivious to everything but the growing need for release.

  “Please, Aries,” she begged, as the steady assault on her senses continued. Without warning it hit the climax of all this attention, this sensation.

  “Oh, Aries,” she exclaimed, lifting her hips high. Wanting to stretch out the pleasure, give in to her lust, and feel complete in her effort give herself over to this illicit pleasure.

  Aries lay next to her, stroking her hair, her arms, her breasts and thighs until she had regained her breath and rested quietly alongside. “You are wonderful, Capri,” he intoned, recognizing the passion and beauty it had been his good fortune to behold. Both were spent after having been consumed in this beautiful marathon, but it was time to regroup.

  Aries suggested a shower for her. When she asked if he would be joining her, he simply replied, “Not this time, baby. I have other things to attend to. Go enjoy yourself. I’ll be here when you get out.” The moment she shut the bathroom door, Aries flew off the bed, ran from the room naked, down a flight of stairs and out the front door of the 5th Dimension.

  “Son of a Goblin!” Aries shouted as the cold night air kissed his skin as he ran across the street toward the Love Den.

  “Nice night for a stroll isn’t it,” a voice said halting him in his tracks. Closing his eyes, he prayed to every deity he knew, begging them not to do this too him.

  “So, I was just sitting here wondering what in the heavens Aquarius was up to a minute ago, but now I am more concerned about you. So tell me Aries, why are you out on this brisk night, naked?”

  “Would you believe me if I said I was training for the Celestial Mud Marathon?”

  “That was three months ago,” the voice deadpanned. “And before you say anything else, you’ve missed the Jell-O Slide and the Rain Race.”

  “What do you want, Pisces?” Aries asked the naked sheriff.

  “Oh nothing.” Pisces grinned, leaning back on the bench soaking up the moon’s rays.

  “Look, Pisces, I’ve got to get going.”

  “Don’t let me stop you.”

  Aries groaned and dashed inside the Love Den. Thanks to Pisces, he wasted precious time. Time he didn’t have. Heading up to Capri’s apartment, Aries entered the living room to find his brother wearing nothing but an apron.

  “How’s it going?” he asked.

  “It’s not.” Aquarius growled. “I’m here busting my butt doing all the work while you are over there having all the fun. This sucks.”

  “I’ll make it up to you.”

  “I want your car.”

  “But you don’t drive!”

  “I don’t care. I need a new couch and Brutus can weld anything.”

  “Fine,” Aries growled.

  “I just want you to know that if she says no, I am kicking your ass.”

  “She isn’t going to say no.” Aries groaned. “I am keeping her body and mind so heightened, she won’t know what hit her. Trust me.”

  “Whatever,” Aquarius said returning to his task. “Get out of here. I’ll be done soon and meet you over at my place and she better say yes.”

  “She will!” Aries yelled as he left Capri’s apartment, and headed back over to the Fifth Dimension. He had just plopped on the bed moments before the bathroom door opened.

  Capri smiled lovingly at him before pouncing on the bed, and attacking his cock eager to return the pleasure she had so fully experienced. Licking, sucking, nibbling, she reveled in his reaction.

  “Goddess, Capri,” he gasped, lightly running his fingers through her soft, crimson hair.

  Her shower thoughts had focused on feeling Aries inside, but Capri had been dying to experiment with his prostate, something that was generally off limits. If it were Aquarius, she knew he wouldn’t mind, but this was Aries, and the rules were different with him. “Do you mind if I play with you for a while?” she purred.

  She had been caressing his balls with her fingertips, judging their heft. Eventually, she tugged slightly, while continuing to work her magic with her soft lips and eager tongue. She replaced her mouth with her left hand, nudged his legs open wider, and started licking and sucking his balls, taking one after the other in her mouth, bathing them with her hot mouth. She drifted lower, kissing and licking his perineum while jacking his rigid cock.

  “Goddess, baby, you are so good at doing that,” he said, the yearning in his voice clearly evident. His hips lifted off the bed to give her more access.

  “I’m glad you like it, because I enjoy doing it,” she said softly. Becoming emboldened as her tongue worked lower, Capri found herself sliding her flat tongue over his anus, circling, teasing. Aries jerked in pleasure, seeking more contact, encouraging Capri to continue. Raising her head to look directly into his steel-gray eyes, she winked and reached for the lube. After coating her right hand, she went back to her task with renewed vigor. Her left hand on his cock, and her right spreading the lube below, circling the crinkled flesh, teasing him, delighted with its invitation to slide her index finger in.

  “More, Capri, I want more,” he said.

  Her slick finger moved past one knuckle, and then a second, before she once again engulfed his rock-hard cock with her hungry mouth. She carefully explored him, finding his walnut-sized prostate, probing gently with her fingertip. Capri removed her finger and tested the possibility of two. Slowly she worked them past his tight rings, the lube and a gentle twisting motion easing the way. Once again, she found her prize, rubbing with a circular motion, asking “How does that feel, Aries?”

  He only grunted, pushing his hips higher, eager for more pressure. She took him entirely into her mouth as she kept a steady rhythm on his prostate, sliding up and down, faster now, coating his shaft with her saliva, and licking the velvet head. Capri devoured him, her subtle, teasing approach abandoned, wanting him to feel the ecstasy she had recently experienced. Soon he erupted, shooting jet after jet of steamy cum into her eager mouth, thrilled with the sexy eye contact she maintained as she watched him peak and then sink back into the pillows. Still she continued, but slower, milking him, making sure he was completely drained before sliding off his cock, and gently withdrawing her fingers. She licked some dribble from around her lips as she moved up on the bed, straddling him before kissing him deeply, her soft breasts pressed against his hard chest.

  “How did you like that?” she asked, sealing the moment as she rolled alongside, weak with satisfaction and the need for more substantive nourishment.

  “That was beyond belief,” was all he could say.

  “Is Aquarius going to join us?”

  “We’ll see him soon,” He replied to vaguely for her peace of mind. He still hadn’t hinted at what he and his brother were planning. The longer she waited, the more intrigued she became.

  “What
do you want to do now?” she asked.

  “I want to see how you touch yourself. I want to see how you make yourself come. I want you to come for me,” he stated firmly. It was no secret that Capri yearned for male dominance in the bedroom, so it never occurred to her to not follow his directive. Aries reclined on the pile of bed pillows pushed up against the headboard. She lay back, and as she extended her right leg. He took hold of her ankle and laid her leg across his stomach and chest, still holding the ankle.

  Having Aries watch, her intensified the sensations as she began to pleasure herself for him. He stared intently with the same look of hard lust she’d seen in his eyes while on her knees sucking his cock, spurring her on as she sought to satisfy his desire. Capri began just touching her labia, slowly caressing. No surprise that she was wet, and in moments her fingers were slick with her juice. She kept stroking, moving up to gently rub her clit. Capri continued that with one hand for a few moments and then reached up to squeeze her breasts and tweak her nipples. Aries’s gray eyes were darker now and he was no longer smiling.

  The pure primal lust she saw in his eyes was fueled by her performing for him, fulfilling his desires. That look, coupled with her own touch, fueled her arousal and she picked up a small vibrating toy laying on the nightstand. She rubbed it across her wet pussy, coating it with her juice. As she pushed it inside, she was only mildly surprised that she didn’t have to work it in slowly. She was so wet that it slid in easily.

  “You’re made me so wet, Aries. I need more, so much more.” Capri sighed, now totally caught up in her own pleasure. She began to fuck herself with the vibrator with one hand while rubbing her clit with the other. Her pace quickened and she neared the peak, and Aries sucked her toes into his hot, wet mouth, never breaking eye contact. That move electrified her every bit as much as her orgasm hit her hard, sending her over the edge. Capri pulled the vibrator from her soaking pussy and held it on her clit, drawing out her orgasm.

  “That’s it, baby, come for me. Come hard for me,” his rough voice demanded.