Minerva's Ghost (6 page)

‘”Come in the kitchen and let me put something on that cut.” she told Gabe.

He looked at her, a bit grim and worn around the edges. He wrapped his arm around her waist where it had been constantly for much of the afternoon. “You’ll have to have an X ray in a couple of days. Once the swelling is down more they’ll be able to see better if you have any hairline fractures.”

“You seem to know quite a lot about it,” she observed.

“I know some,” he agreed. He helped her collect bandages and hydrogen peroxide in the kitchen.

“Where’s the bathroom?” he asked.

Amanda led him upstairs to her room. From there he found the bathroom without her help. “Let’s shower first. Don’t scrub too hard and don’t get the water too hot.” He was unbuttoning her jacket. He eased it from her shoulder, and then helped her with her bra. There was nothing detached or clinical about his manner. It was the first time a man had ever completely undressed her. Her previous lover had been goal oriented. He got their clothing out of the way enough to get in her and made out like a bunny, quick and selfish.

She found herself unable to summon the will to resist Gabe or worry about her modesty. He helped her out of her skirt and then caught his breath when he saw her garter and stockings. He was standing directly in front of her and there was no way he could hide his arousal. He didn’t try to hide his obvious excitement from her. Looking at him, seeing his body’s response to hers, and being close to him was very exciting…very sexy. He finished undressing her and started the shower in the bathroom, all without ever completely letting go of her.

She had a big bathroom with a whirlpool tub and a large separate shower with no door. She could see him as he stripped off his own clothing. His body was tall and more muscular than she had realized. He had beautiful legs and arms, wide shoulders, and a full six-pack for his belly. He looked even better than her fantasies. His cock was thick and long with a well-defined head. It was the biggest she had ever seen. Stepping into the shower with her, he took the scented soap in his hands with no washcloth and began to gently soap her body. As he lathered her body his cock pressed against her smooth wet skin as if it was assisting him in soaping her up. It was the most erotic thing that had ever happened to her. She was already aroused just seeing him, just looking at his body. As his hands ran over her with the lightest touch goose bumps raised in their path. She felt hotter and hotter. He gave her time to get hot and turned on.

She took the soap from him and began an equally thorough exploration of his body. She was wet with her own arousal and he soon knew it.

“Have you ever had sex in the shower?” he asked.

She shook her head, “No”.

Are you taking birth control pills?” he asked her.

She was speechless. It was partly shock but mostly arousal. She shook her head again to indicate the negative.

“Do you have a rubber?” he asked and then licked her face.

She shook her head no, again.

“How long has it been since you had sex?” he asked. “I’m not trying to snoop into things but it’s obvious you aren’t in a relationship and haven’t been for a long time. You’re completely unprepared, worse still, I am, too.” He leaned into her body, holding her carefully and cut off the shower. He pulled a soft towel from the towel bar and began to dry her off.

“I had sex with my college boyfriend, but it didn’t work out very well. We broke up four years ago.” She took the towel from him and dried him, fascinated with the patterns of hair on his big body. He had a lot of scars, the worst above his obviously swollen right knee. Her hands lingered over it and she kissed him there but expressed no curiosity. He shivered in response and his cock bounced as she looked up at him. “I did not mean to hurt you,” she told him.

“I’m not hurt,” he said as he gathered her into his arms. “We can’t have intercourse. My control is iffy, but we can make love.”  He peeled back her bedspread, laid her on her bed. She reached for him, gently wrapped her soft hand around his cock, and pulled him onto the bed with her.

He was suddenly plastered to her side and kissing her, making an exploration of her face and shoulders, then her breasts. She was so aroused it left her unsatisfied. “I want you,” she demanded. He slipped a finger into her intimate wet folds and she gripped him with her thighs.

“No, Amanda,” he said as he pushed her knees wide. “Let me look at you so I can do it right.” He stroked her body with his other hand, calming her and arousing her further at the same time. He leaned over her and kissed and licked her left breast while he caressed her wet opening. She was on the edge, more sexually excited than she had ever been in her life. He slipped one finger and then a second into her tight passage. At the same time she began to stroke his hard cock, as he got close enough to enable her to reach him. It was so thick she couldn’t completely encircle it with her hand. She was almost purring, her body undulating with pleasure. He used his thumb, stroking over the most sensitive, nerve dense spot near the upper side of her opening. She screamed, but he slipped it away before she came.

“Easy, Amanda.” he said. “Soon, Honey. I’m going to see your pleasure. You’re unbelievably beautiful.”  It was too soon to push her over. He hoped he could hold her back long enough to enhance her pleasure. She was trembling and reaching for him. He wanted to take her in the most primitive way, feeling remarkably unconcerned about the risk of pregnancy. He ran his hands over her body, touching her any way he wanted, discovering her most sensitive spots and her incredible beauty. There was so much to learn about her, so much he did not know. It was too soon, too fast and too intense. He brought his thumb back to the spot that had made her scream. It was well lubricated from her own juices, adding to her pleasure and his. It was not possible for him to take her the way they both wanted but he knew how to give her satisfaction a number of ways. He knew what he wanted. She was still building up and he coaxed her along, drawing her to the top flicking his fingers faster and faster across her clit. He would alternate his motion from side to side to up and down and occasionally slipping his finger into her while his thumb continued stroking her clit. Amanda’s body began to tense up until she came screaming. Her pleasure almost drew cum from his body without any more direct touch, but he managed to hold back, barely. 

She was limp and exhausted and unsure of what to do. Her confusion was endearing and obvious, and made him feel protective and possessive. “Easy, Amanda. We’re not done yet.”

He wrapped her in his arms so that she felt his whole body and reassured her at the same time. He was hairy and strong, and she found the differences between his body and hers very attractive. Her hard nipples rubbed his furry chest and his aroused cock prodded her belly as their legs tangled together. She pushed him back a little so she could look at him. He traced a hand along the curve of her waist and then groaned as she touched the head of his cock where a drop of slick moisture clung to the head. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft just below the head and rubbed her thumb around it, moistening the purple curve with his cum. She then lowered her head so her tongue could taste his juices. It was salty.

“That would be in you now, if I had a condom.” he told her. “I’ve never wanted a woman the way I want you.”

She wrapped her whole hand around him as best she could and gave an experimental stroke. “Does that feel good?” she asked him.

“Yes… oh yes. Do it some more ” he suggested, breathlessly. So she did.

His face and chest were flushed and hard, every muscle of his body tensed and reaching for the pleasure she was offering him.

She reached for the rose scented lotion on her bedside table needing the extra lubrication between her hand and his rock hard cock, fearing that his flesh would be irritated if she didn’t handle him with care. She made him lie down and positioned herself between his thighs so she could reach him better. Taking a generous amount of the cream in her palm she rubbed it over him, making him shiver in pleasure. He guided her with his own hand showing her how to move to give him sensation and release. She enjoyed exploring him and looking at him as much as she wanted. By the time she finished her pleasurable exploration, he had rose lotion all over his thighs, cock, balls and butt and he was trembling and straining for satisfaction. Her sensual exploration had them both on the edge. He pressed her back to his cock and rubbed her hand up and down. She slid her hand from the base to the head allowing her thumb to stroke the crevice of its head each time her hand slid up the shaft to the top. At first she moved very slowly, feeling every ripple and vein. His hips moved, hinting for her to quicken the pace of each stroke. He couldn’t stop himself.

“It’s…you are harder ” she told him, glancing toward his face and then back at what she was doing. She took the hint and began to quicken her strokes being careful to work the entire length. She wanted to really pleasure him and it was working.

“I’m about to cum ” he told her, barely able to talk.

“I see.” she said, rubbing him even faster and a bit more firmly. She gently squeezed his tight balls with her other hand and he gasped and groaned tensely as he began to shoot cum all over his belly alternating between short and long bursts of hot, creamy liquid. Cum was rolling down his chest and into the ripples in his stomach. His body relaxed gradually as he reached for her and drew her to his side.

“Are you too shocked?” he asked as he ran a leisurely hand over her still aroused body.

“Yes, a little, but more excited.” she told him. “That was wonderful except for not being able to have intercourse. It was actually the best sex I ever had.”

He leaned over to kiss her, stroking her body and working his way gradually to her nipples again. He lifted himself over her and began to kiss everything he had already touched. “There’s more we can do,” he said. “I’m greedy. I haven’t had enough yet.”

She reached for him trying to touch him the way he was touching her. He allowed her touch and guided her. “Everywhere you touch me feels good,” he said.

It encouraged her to seek new pleasure points. She ran her hands over his balls and then to his cock, examining it closely, stroking it as it was beginning to get hard again, and eventually tasting him. She stroked him up and down noticing when he squeezed his eyes closed in ecstasy.

She reached again for the rose scented cream on her bedside table and poured some into her hand. With it as lubrication, she began to stroke him in earnest. He pushed her sensitive breasts together, deepening her cleavage and tickling her nipples with his thumbs.

“I could fuck you here.” He suggested it, not knowing how she would take it.

His hands felt wonderful on her breasts. She was intrigued by his idea. It would put the head of his cock in a nice position for her, especially when he came. She grabbed the lotion again and poured a generous amount between her breasts. He obligingly relaxed his hands so the lotion could spread over her sensitive flesh and cushion them both from abrasion. He rubbed it over her chest, breasts and nipples, lingering on each perky nipple and then pressed her generous breasts together over his cock. She couldn’t resist touching the head of his cock again and then grabbed his hard buttocks. He began to slide himself back and forth between her breasts, finding the perfect rhythm. With each thrust she could see the head of his cock emerging from between her breasts while his hairy tight balls caressed the underside of her breasts, then backing away between her tits. As he slid his cock in and out of her firm breasts he worked each hard slippery nipple with his thumbs. He was not only good at giving pleasure, but also a beautiful sight to behold. His hard body was hairy and flushed. His six-pack flexed and lunged gently and his chest was rock hard. Hair flared across his pectorals and then pointed the way down his flat belly to his cock. His dark eyes were fixed first on her breasts and then on her eyes. All of his concentration and intensity was sexy and focused right on her. Amanda couldn’t decide where to look – at his beautiful chest and abs, the excited expression on his face or his slick hard cock fucking her breasts. Decisions... decisions.

A worry crossed her mind. “Does your knee hurt?”

“What knee?” he growled, moving a little faster. “No it doesn’t hurt. I feel great. YOU feel great. I’m going to come…NOW!”

Her eyes snapped directly…eagerly to the bulbous end of his cock as hot salty cum shot onto her cheeks, nose and lips. Amanda took the opportunity lick her lips, tasting his warm salty juices. It was a wonderful feeling and view as she watched every nuance of his pleasure as her own body clenched and throbbed in response. He half collapsed next to her and rolled a little so he could gather her into his embrace.