He sank his fingers in her hair. “I love the way you touch me, so delicately—
Yesss!
Squeeze my
sirat
…like that…
Uuhhhmmm
.”
Her own excitement growing at his groaning sighs, she returned to fondling his
cherzda
. Though still frightened at the thought being fucked with it on some fast-approaching date, she couldn’t get enough of it now.
“Harder,
Nippa,”
he urged breathlessly. “You may be rougher. Let me feel you.”
She obeyed, gripping him with both hands. Forming a ring, she stroked up and down, harder and faster, pumping his cock until her hands stung from the friction.
“Oh! Yes…ye—ee—sss,
Nippa!
”
His breath catching on a sibilant hiss, Devtorvas broke away, his cock swinging outthrust before him as he paced the length of the bed, grasping the head of his cock between the iron pincers of his fingers.
“Why did you stop me?” She swung her legs over the side of the bed, coming up to a seated position. Her nakedness forgotten, she felt totally at ease with the man standing at the foot of the bed, stiff cock jutting away from his body, throbbing head clamped between steely fingers.
“Do you trust me?” There was a look in his eyes she could not interpret. Trepidation? Did he care enough to be frightened that her answer might not be what he wished?
“Yes,” she answered, meaning it. Somehow, sometime during this strange, surreal afternoon, the prince had gained her trust. She didn’t quite understand how he had managed it, yet it was so. “Yes, for some strange reason, I do.”
He swallowed hard, a smile lighting his features. “You humble me and honor me both at once,” he whispered, eyes devouring her. “I will strive never to betray your trust,
Nippa.
”
“I believe you,” Nnora said softly, her mouth widening in an answering smile.
“What do you know of the sexual attributes of
Rb’qarmshi
males?”
“Not very much.” Where was he going with this line of questioning?
He nodded. “This is what I suspected. May I give you a short lesson? I assure you it is necessary. I do not want you to say, later, that I took advantage of your ignorance.”
She frowned, her curiosity flaring to life.
“Like the
fem’s
gift—the fluid which flowed from your
tlinis
at completion—there is an enzyme in the male’s sperm which heightens the pleasure threshold of their mate. When introduced into the
fem
by ejaculation, our seed enhances orgasmic frequency and duration. When applied to the dermis, it enhances the sensual receptors of the nerves embedded in the skin, causing a greater tactile sensitivity leading to heightened pleasure.”
She resisted the urge to tap her foot. “Gee, Prince,” she teased, “let’s see if I can rephrase all those big sounding words in twenty words or less. Your cum is an aphrodisiac…right?”
“Not quite. An aphrodisiac makes you
want
sex while our sperm makes the sex
better
.”
She felt her eyebrows arch, echoing her rising speculation. She thought back to the orgasm she had achieved while being
seated
and her belly went hollow as her womb spasmed. Arousal hit her so hard it frightened her, tightening her nipples to pinpoint hardness and swelling her clit. “Damn, Dev, if that’s true, what happens if you swallow it?”
An arrested expression swept his face and he fidgeted under her inquisitive gaze. “I don’t…personally…know.”
Nnora’s heart tripped, her breathing hitched. At the same time, she wanted to howl with laughter. Oh, the tables had turned with a vengeance!
“You mean, you have never had your cock sucked?” She deliberately mimicked his earlier phrasing about the state of her un-
seated
nipples.
Dev had moved to stand before her while he spoke, so she had to look up to catch his reaction. His height and her seated position placed his cock mouth-high. She could wait no longer. She gave in to the temptation of finding out what cock—
Dev’s
cock, unflavored with the cloaking bouquet of wine—tasted like.
Leaning forward, she swabbed the broad glans with a bold lick of her tongue. Dev’s cock leaped in response, causing it to jerk away from her mouth. It thudded against her nose on its downward arc.
“Ouch!”
“Uzak!”
Simultaneously, she grabbed the swaying cock, stilling its wild gyrations and he shouted, clasping her head between his hands. Her nanofyle implant fed her a string of words, some she didn’t understand, but “shit” seemed to be the consensus.
“I’ll take it that means you liked what I did. Maybe there is something in
Rb’qarmshi
fem
saliva that enhances the pleasure receptors of their males’ cocks,” she suggested with a grin just before repeating her actions. This time, she slid one hand down to his
sirat
, cradling what she could of his ball sac. Her fingers feathered through its silky, mink-like covering. She lapped at the base of his cock, and his stones did a happy dance in her palms. She laughed low in her throat, her merriment sending vibrations along the jutting shaft as she glanced up from beneath her lowered lashes to assess her effect upon Dev.
He stood braced above her, sweat beaded on his brow, lips drawn back from clenched teeth as his eyes glittered with naked lust. His hands kneaded the back of her skull, bunching in her long black curls, opening and shutting as if he couldn’t make up his mind whether to pull her forward or push her away.
“
Nippa
,” he groaned, “You burn me up with your sweet mouth. I never knew such was possible. Let me give you pleasure now…let me spill my seed over your sweet pussy and your plump, beautiful breasts. I wish to see my seed adorning your body, marking you as mine.”
She drew in a shaky breath. Her breasts quaked and her pussy tightened, pulsing at his erotic pleas. If he fucked half as well as he talked, she’d be in sexual heaven.
His hands left her head and soothed over her shoulders before he pinched a distended nipple in each thumb and forefinger. Catching her gaze and holding it as firmly as his fingers held her captured nubs, he asked, “Still trust me?”
“Yes,” she managed on the third try, her voice raspy with the effort of speaking at all. Her breasts tingled where he gripped them. Her blood-filled clit throbbed, eager for equal attention.
“Then lie back on the bed and spread your legs for me.”
For just a moment, she hesitated and then she lowered her body on the bed, arms raised, and hands open-palmed beside her head. With a seductive, deliberate movement, she brought her feet up to the mattress and planted them wide, opening herself to him, wordlessly submitting to whatever he planned.
He grabbed a couple pillows and gestured towards her hips. “Up!”
When she lifted her hips, he stuffed the cushions beneath her, elevating her to an angle where she was sure all her intimate parts were exposed to him. She wasn’t sure how she felt about having her ass on blatant display, but she didn’t have time to worry about it before he spoke again.
“Spread your pretty pussy for me, my Nnora.”
Creaming at his words, she obediently reached down and pulled back her swollen labia, revealing her stiff clitoris and her drenched cunt. She had never felt hotter and wetter than she did now, lying spread-eagled before him.
“You are so beautiful it hurts me to look at you—” he praised, delving for her entrance with a thick finger, sliding through her slick sea of wetness “—to be deprived of the sight of you would hurt me more.” He moved closer and bent his knees, bringing his cock into contact with her pussy, carefully rubbing himself between her juicy nether lips.
With exquisite control, he pressed the blunt head of his seeping cock against the dripping mouth of her sex, hard enough to cause the ring of muscle to quiver, yet not hard enough to enter. Pulling back, he positioned his cock at the tight ring of her puckered little asshole and repeated his actions. A nasty thrill shot up Nnora’s spine, exploded throughout her nervous system.
She had never before considered anal sex and couldn’t believe the pleasure knifing through her as his hard maleness pressed against the tightly closed sphincter of her ass.
God, but the feeling of his cock at her back door had her nipples stabbing at the sky. Her thighs clenched in terror and titillation.
Eyes locked on hers, easily reading her reactions, he positioned his cock right over her anus, pressing just hard enough to open it.
She grunted, impaled on a stake of flesh that felt a mile wide, her ass stretched beyond belief. Yet, she knew he had not entered her, would not enter her. In fact, she felt no pain, only an intense sense of pressured openness.
He lowered himself over her, catching his weight on his extended arms. The length of his cock enabled him to remain lodged against her sphincter while he pressed against her clit. He rotated his hips, mashing the little bundle of nerves between them and she cried out, arching her pelvis into his grinding strokes.
Reaching up, she clasped her hands about his biceps, holding on to the only stable point in her universe. Her nipples begged for his mouth or
terat
, her clit burned and swelled under the abrasive strokes.
“I want to suck your cock.”
He lifted himself off her and she felt bereft, her anus and clit aching for the lost stimulus. She slid to her knees as he sat on the side of the bed.
Eyeing the oversized lollipop, she wrapped her hands about as much of it as she could and went right to work devouring the banquet set before her, licking her way all around the broad circumference of his shaft. She savored the differing textures, leaving the head for last. He tasted of…
her
, fresh from her peach-scented shower and of a flavor all his own—a wild, green, living taste that flowered on her tongue, activating her saliva glands.
She giggled at his shocked reaction to the finger she circled around the tight entrance to his ass. Enjoying herself immensely, she slurped her way along the solid cock to the meaty glans. The head glowed a deep magenta, the shaft an angry red. Her lips tingled as she nibbled on the soft-on-hard flesh.
“Uhhmm! Feels good—yes!” He hissed his enjoyment of her actions.
The accompanying sounds of his harsh groans and masculine sighs of lust inspired her to greater feats of erotic imagination. She strove to push him over his limit, driven by a need to participate in his explosive pleasure.
She dipped her head and took in what she could, pumping his cock and fondling his balls as her tongue flicked the underside of the ringed head. She noticed a clear liquid seeping from the puckered slit in the blunt head. The fluid also issued from the tiny apertures lying along the broad circumference of his rod.
The viscous, slippery substance looked and smelled nothing like Human ejaculate. Hot and slick, it caused her hands to glide and slip as she ran them over his jutting manhood and down between his legs.
“What
is
this stuff?” she asked, her fingers playing slip ‘n slide over his responsive cock.
“It is…my
zhi
. It presages my seed. It will…ease my way…help me enter you without too much pain. “By
Deth
,
Nippa!
”
He sucked in a loud breath. His eyes squeezed shut as his body danced beneath her busy mouth and fingers. The muscles in his lower belly visibly bunched and contracted in jerky spasms that caused his rock hard erection to thud against her cupped hands. His hips bucked frantically as he choked off a harsh, primal cry of ecstasy.
“Enough of this!” He dragged her up, capturing her mouth in a desperate kiss.
Lush. Wetly primal, the kiss incited her to partake. She twined her eager tongue with his, bent on shattering his last defenses, on giving as good as she got. Reaching down between them, she grabbed and squeezed his balls, adding the final touch to his defeat.
He let out a lusty groan, then arched his bucking hips into her palms, a jet of cum spuming from his pulsating
cherzda
. He came a long time, flooding her hands and breasts, her thighs and her mons until he collapsed down beside her in spent ecstasy.
The smell of his glistening seed was strongly evocative, reminding her of scent from her childhood. She could not bring to mind the exact aroma; the scent eluded her. Nnora could not resist swirling the tip of her pointer finger through the shimmering layer of cum decorating her right breast. Determined to know his taste, she brought the finger to the tip of her tongue—
Anise stars danced behind her eyelids.
Licorice novas exploded through her body.
Her body bowed under a brutal orgasm. She jack-knifed up towards his crotch. His cock, still erect and firm, thudded hard against her clit. She howled like a bitch in heat, screaming as her hands, clenching and unclenching, pounded the mattress at her sides.
Oh, god, what is happening to me?
Her head thrashed from side to side, eyes wide open yet blinded by the maelstrom raging throughout her bucking body. She felt on fire, hotter than firecrackers on a July Fourth evening.
“Help…me…help…
oh, god!”
Incoherent pleas poured from her lips as her body burned and sizzled, dark need and grinding completion battled within her, searing her flesh. She didn’t feel him moving her, rearranging her body.
She knew nothing until Dev eased her thrashing thighs further apart, murmuring assurances and stroking calm into her taut flanks. Sinking his head between her thighs, he clamped his open mouth over her weeping cunt.
Every flat-tongued swipe seemed designed to drive her higher; every swirling lick caused the flames to burn brighter.
“Dev, I’m burning up…you’re…burning me up.”
She wept as he relentlessly devoured her cunt, loudly gulping and slurping the flowing streams of her slick cream. Lapping, biting at her, he worked her pussy until once more she climaxed, climbing again, screaming again.
Like a ravenous beast, he feasted in her cunt, seeming never to have enough. He tongue-fucked her, his driving tongue a fiery lash spearing into her churning depths.