Date: Fri, 2 Apr 2010 17:10:47 +0100
From: Pearse Jackson
Subject: The Palace (Part 5) (The Raid Part 8)
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The Palace (Part 5)
Chapter 1
Saul went down to the entrance hall in time to see Kai, travel weary,
stride through the front door, greeting him warmly, ''Kai, welcome back,''
as he hugged his best friend. He felt better now about the Patai-Kai
situation, so his camaderie wasn't faked.
''Hello, Saul,'' Kai said with a weary smile, ''that was a
nightmare......lost 180 good men putting down that rebellion, the locals
seemed to be getting more and more organised.''
''Sorry to hear that, Kai. Do you want to report now, or in the morning?
You look like you're walking dead.''
''Oh God, the morning, please,'' Kai said with a rueful chuckle, ''I
seriously need a shower right now, and.....a shower, yes, if that's ok with
you.''
Saul knew the ''and'' was pertaining to Perillia, but respected Kai, for he
never discussed his owning Perillia or his sex with her to Saul, despite
the fact he knew plenty of it. Indeed, the three of them had had quite a
threesome one hot summer's evening long ago, Saul recalled.
''That's more than ok, Kai,'' Saul assured him, ''rest well.''
Kai gripped Saul's shoulder for a moment, silently thanking him, walking
past him, only to stop and draw a breath as Patai walked down the stairs.
She, he (Kai couldn't stop thinking about that night Patai was a she for
him) was wearing a flowing shirt, and underneath it a pair of trousers so
tight they were practically leggings. They clung to his legs, and reminded
Kai even more strongly of that night he had worn those stockings.....
''Kai,'' Patai said in a joyous voice, his smile as beautiful as a
sunrise. Kai swooped forward, his hands going to Patai's lower back and
clinging the young boy to him as he kisses him, tenderly but
deeply. Patai's mouth was so wet and hot, and his body so close had Kai
trembling. He hadn't made love in two weeks, which normally wouldn't have
hurt so much, but he never stopped desiring Patai now. Patai haunted his
dreams, and it was a rare morning on his latest mission that he hadn't
woken up with cum all over himself, from thinking about Patai during the
night.
He leaned back to look down on his pleasure boy, smiling at the love that
made the young boy's face radiant as he looked back at Kai. ''Oh
princess,'' Kai whispered, great feeling in his voice, ''I missed you, so
much.....I couldn't stop thinking about you.....''
Patai blushed, and Kai had to resist an urge to take him in his arms and
bring him up to his room. His blush was ever present in Kai's (wet) dreams.
''I missed you, too,'' he whispers, offering a smile of wonder up at him.
Kai couldn't resist saying, ''Patai.....can you.....be in my room
tonight?''
Patai looked wonderfully unaware of his hidden meaning, and queried, ''But
I thought Perillia always......relieved you on your return?''
''She does.....but its a big bed,'' he said in a husky voice.
Patai's body tingles at this, but then he looks over at Saul, who smiles
warmly back at him. His assurances had obviously killed his bitter
jealousy, but still.....he looked so lonely over there on his own. Patai
also remembered his promise to him earlier, to take his pussy for
hours.....
He turned back to Kai, who had marked his glance at Saul. ''I'm sorry, Kai,
but.....I don't want to leave Saul alone tonight.''
Kai looked at him silently for a moment, then said, ''Do you love him more
than me?''
Kai didn't seem worried, just genuinely curious, but Patai quickly
answered, ''I don't love either of you more than the other......I love both
of you.....I know it sounds slutty, or whorish.....,'' but his words were
stopped by the fire that had erupted in Kai's eyes.
''Don't you ever say that about yourself,'' Kai said, in a fierce whisper
that took Patai's breath away, ''if anyone ever calls you that, they can
answer to me.''
Patai stared at him, shocked. How could such a tender lover be such a
fierce warrior? He found himself wondering if Saul was as arousing when
angry.....he hastily quelled the thoughts, but couldn't quell the blush
that crept into his cheeks, smiling at Kai and saying, ''Ok, Kai.''
Kai kissed him, long and deeply, once more. He seemed loth to release
Patai, but he finally did, contenting himself to having Perillia this
night, knowing she'd welcome him in with warm hands......and other warm
body parts.
Patai watched Kai walk up the steps, a little disappointed he couldn't join
him, but seeing the look of pure lust in Saul's eyes was more than enough
reward. The reward got larger, however, Saul walking over to Patai and
hugging him roughly, his lips nearly crushing Patai's with the force of
them, his tongue pushing aside Patai's and claiming the young boy's
mouth. Patai moaned, his hands gripping Saul's sides desperately, moaning
louder as he feels Saul's hands dig into his pussy cheeks. He gasps for air
once Saul breaks the kiss, his hands still on Patai's pussy.
''Princess, I'll be back in my room in about thirty minutes, I need to go
recieve a.....message, from someone close by.....will you be in my bed by
then?'' he asked, the passion of his eyes almost warming Patai.
''Yes, Saul, oh yes,'' Patai said with fervour.
Saul looked like he wanted to kiss him once more, but he resisted, and
walked out the front door, Patai not knowing how close Saul had been to
ripping the young boy's clothes off and ferociously taking him there.
Chapter 2
He wanted Saul to know he was special, so Patai went up to Perillia's room,
finding her slowly brushing her hair. She smiled warmly at him, and he sat
on the edge of the bed beside her, kissing her softly.
''Perillia, may I borrow some of your clothes for tonight?'' Patai asked
once he had broken the kiss, ''and your make up, and pheromone if that's
ok.''
She smiled radiantly, and whispered, ''Of course it is, and feel free to
use without asking anymore, princess. I know what Kai asked you.....thank
you for treating Saul like that.''
''It was my pleasure, I love your brother very much,'' Patai answered,
smiling.
Both girls (Patai always thought about himself as a herself when en femme)
got ready for their men. They took a shower together, rubbing Perillia's
lovely lotion on each other, giggling and moaning at different points. They
washed each other's hair, Patai finding herself envying Perillia's longer,
sleeker hair.
Next came the perfumed pheromone. Patai was moaning in pleasure as Perillia
dabbed it to her nipples, the base of her neck and at her pussy. She
applied the pheromone to Perillia with trembling hands, finding it nearly
impossible to not caress each spot she had dabbed at. Perillia smiled a
knowing smile as Patai visibly struggled, purring, ''Don't worry, princess,
soon my brother will give you all the sexual attention you need.''
Patai had merely nodded, her eyes still glued to Perillia's incredible,
naked body. Perillia then went to one of her wardrobes, Patai following
like a snake following the melody of a snake charmer. Perillia then took
out a set of clothes, and announced, ''They're yours for this night,
Patai.''
Patai tore her eyes off Perillia to look at the clothes, biting her lower
lip and blushing as she imagined wearing it and walking into Saul's arms. A
beautiful, black chemise, that clung to the shoulders of the wearer with
shoulder straps, and likewise clung to her breasts, sides, hips and ass, as
the hem of it would reach just below Patai's pussy. The only bits that were
completely opaque was the part of the flat cups that'd cover her nipples,
and where her pussy and penis would be. She had also selected a pair of
black, 6 inch stiletto heels, that strapped around the wearer's calf.
She eagerly put the chemise and heels on, feeling quite aroused (and not
just because of the pheromone) that she'd be so scantily clad, not even
wearing a pair of panties, or stockings, her long, slim legs gleaming from
the lotion used on them in the shower. This was only her third time en
femme, her second coming two nights after Kai's departure, so she felt
confident in walking with heels on, thankfully, cus 6 inches wasn't an easy
challenge. She smiles warmly, looking, for the first time in what seemed
like ages, at Perillia to see what she was doing, gasping at the incredible
sight.
Perillia had dressed herself while Patai did the same. If it can be called
''dressed herself'', that is. She was wearing a black split dress, the two
slim pieces of clothing on her torso barely covering her nipples, showing
off everything else. She was wearing a skirt under that that barely came
from the top of her luscious hips to the bottom of her ass cheeks. Below
that, still leaving quite a lot of naked thigh to admire, she was wearing
two black, thigh length stockings above a pair of black high heels.
''Oh my God.....,'' Patai moaned, and Perillia gave a smile that could
cause orgasms in more inexperienced people than Patai, who barely resisted
orgasm herself.
''Thank you,'' she purred in that captivating voice of hers, gracefully
walking in her heels to a set of drawers, and taking out a large, medicinal
bottle of something. She poured some out into two goblets, giving one to
Patai, who asked, her eyes still roaming over Perillia, ''What's this,
Perillia?''
''Saul and Kai are going to be using aphrodisiacs, tonight,'' Perillia
said, stopping to down the liquid in her goblet. ''This will give us both
the stamina we'll need- and it still may not be enough- to withstand a
night with both of them under the aphrodisiac's effect.''
''Aphrodisiacs? They don't need aphrodisiacs.......,'' Patai began,
realising now why Saul had put odd emphasis on ''message'' earlier, but
Perillia knowingly interceded, ''No, they don't, but these aphrodisiacs
make them go longer, make them a hell of a lot hornier and unbelievably
hard. I hope your pussy is quite prepared, Patai,'' smiling wide as this
brings a hot blush to Patai's cheeks.
The girls walk out the door, and exchange a tonguey kiss at Kai's door,
right outside Perillia's room. ''Good luck, and sleep not at all,''
Perillia purred naughtily, giggling along with Patai, then slipping inside
the door. Patai resisted the urge to take Kai up on his offer, and turned
her back to the door, walking to Saul's door, ignoring the stunned looks of
the male, and some of the female, servants he met along the way, taking a
deep breath, then walking inside.
Chapter 3
Saul had taken the aphrodisiac, known as ''Long Night'' (quite aptly), only
five minutes ago, but already felt hornier than he could remember. He knew
the thirty minutes he had agreed upon wasn't up for another few minutes,
but he was getting impatient, and couldn't stop stroking himself as he
imagined how Patai would cope with his enraged cock.
She walked through the door, Saul hearing a soft moan from her at the sight
of him, naked and laid out on the bed, stopping to let him appreciate the
sight of her.
Cum sprayed out of his cock over his stomach at the sight of her, his eyes
wide, forgetting for a few moments how to breathe.
He had seen her en femme before, true.....but she had worn a dress that
covered her from mid breast to thigh, stockings that covered most of her
legs......this night, she was practically naked, but the practically, he
found, was far better than if she had come naked. The sexy, temptress
attire, combined with the innocent, beautiful girl wearing it, was
absolutely incredible.
She walked forward, already panting for air. He looked so, so fucking hot,
his cock in his right hand, his other hand underneath his head on the
pillows. His mouth was wide open as he gaped at her, and she saw, to
instant arousal, that his cock was throbbing and almost spasming. She saw,
too, the cum that had spilled onto his stomach.
She crawled up the bed on hands and knees, blissfully innocent of the fact
that this was possibly every man's fantasy, a beautiful, scantily clad
woman crawling to them. Her delicate hands rubbed his stomach, as she
kneels above him, her legs around his waist.
Saul was entranced. He couldn't stare away from her. Her face, a little
flushed, her ruby lips, free of make up, but so invitingly parted, her
chest rising and falling, making it seem as if her chemise was dancing on
her. Her legs......Saul had always had a weakness for sexy legs, and his
hands reached out to rub at her legs, his cock seeming to throb harder once
he found them to be so, so smooth, so soft. ''Ohhhh.....,'' Patai
whimpered, exciting him nearly to cum once more just by the incredible
femininity behind that whimper. She leans her body down onto Saul's, as her
lips find his, kissing him softly, but Saul has no concept of soft sexual
activity at this moment. His tongue lustfully parts her lips further and
invades her mouth, as his hands slide up her thighs, under the hem of her
chemise to her pussy, a sharp gasp issuing from him, muffled, as he
realises she's not wearing any underwear.
She breaks the kiss, moaning softly as she sees the insane lust in his
eyes. She had felt his rock hard, throbbing cock against her stomach as she
kissed him, and now she kneeled, watching his cock as she brought one, then
the other, of her hands to it, gasping at the hardness of it, realising
that the aphrodisiac had not only made it harder, but it had also made it
wider, and possibly longer. He moaned a moan of almost frustrated pleasure,
and she knew, from an instinct she didn't recognoise, to bring her lips to
his cock.
The result was instantaneous, Saul crying out in pleasure, his hands going
to her neck and making sure she doesn't move her mouth away. She didn't
intend to move it, and she kissed the tip softly as she rubbed it, letting
her lips part each kiss to play the tip of her tongue against the wet slit
at the tip of his cock. She held it and made it lower over Saul's stomach
once more, and then she traced her tongue all the way from his ballsack, up
the underside of his shaft, to the tip, then letting her tongue lick all
over his wet head, licking off the cum that still lingered there from his
reaction to her apparence later, and the precum that now leaked from it.
Saul was in heaven. Her tongue was so hot, so wet, it felt so incredibly
good against his cock. He loved the soft, smooth skin of her neck in his
hands, her beautiful legs rubbed up against his. His head was thrown back
against the pillow as convulsions shook his body, feeling the intense
pleasure that overcame him as she moved her perfect lips over and down the
head of his cock, and didn't stop there. She deep throated at least 6,
maybe 7, inches of his cock, and God did it feel so good......he was
moaning like a virgin receiving his first blowjob, and somehow that made it
so much more special. The scent of her perfumed pheromone stung at his
nostrils, and he inhaled lungfuls of it, categorizing it as the scent of
his beautiful, innocent lover. He brought his arms back and propped himself
on his elbows, wanting desperately to see her.
Patai was too innocent to know how hot she looked at that moment. Her eyes
were closed, her face set in a expression of bliss as she moved her mouth,
slowly, up and down his cock, rubbing it to new highs of pleasure, as her
small hands cupped and rubbed at the inches of his cock she couldn't
reach. Her cheeks had that beautiful shape to them that a woman's cheeks
when giving a blowjob get; sucked in as she sucked at his cock, flushed
from the exertions of moving and using her mouth on him and the heat of his
cock. The sight of her had his eyes alight, and he moaned louder and
louder, until orgasm claimed him, possibly the strongest orgasm he could
remember, literally splashing into her mouth. He heard her soft whimper as
she struggled to take it all in, seeing and feeling little streams of it
trickle down the sides of his cock her stretched lips couldn't contain, but
he felt as the amount of cum all around his cock, inside her mouth, began
to gradually lessen. He watched, in wonder, as the beautiful girl swallowed
a bigger amount of cum than experienced whores could have managed. Patai's
eyes opened as he took his mouth off Saul, glancing at Saul in a dazed
manner that had him wondering (and deeply worrying) if the young girl was
exhausted. She wasn't, she clearly showed, as she spotted the little
streams of cum down the side of his cock, her pink, cum coated tongue
travelling down the sides and licking it off him, to his intense physical
and visual pleasure.
She could barely breathe for the taste of cum in her mouth as she kneeled
again, looking at Saul, who's eyes were rather wide, her already flushed
cheeks blushing as she realises he had thoroughly enjoyed her blowjob. Her
hands were still rubbing him, she realised, looking down at them, but a
smile spread her lips as she continued to do so. Saul gently took her hips
in his hands, bringing her closer, her hands leaving his cock as she rubbed
his hard chest, one of his hands applying enough pressure at the back of
her neck to make her incline her head down, her lips meeting his, and once
more they shared a tonguey, lips crushed kiss, feeling his free hand rub
her back through the fabric of her chemise, and travel down to her pussy,
rubbing at it through, and then under, the hem of her chemise. She moaned
into the kiss, but his hand at the back of her neck didn't move, so she
continued the kiss, the hot, lustful kiss of two lovers crazy about one
another.
He moved his hand from her neck to her pussy along his other hand, rubbing
and squeezing the cheeks, feeling her arch her pussy more into his hands as
she broke the kiss and squealed, cumming into her chemise. He could see her
pert nipples through the light fabric, and his hands now travelled up her
back as she looked down at him, biting her lower lip softly, love and lust
shining in her blue eyes. His hands found the shoulder straps, and started
to tug them down her arms, but her hands suddenly found his arms, and
pulled them back down to his body. She kneeled, brought her arms out of the
straps, and pulled it over her head.
Revealing a cum soaked, limp penis, a soft, femininely muscled stomach,
breasts that could have belonged to a young girl about to experience
puberty, small, pointed, budding breasts, at the summit of which were two
nipples, looking so temptingly pink and hard. His hands found her lower
back, and pulled her down to him again, and this time his lips found one of
her nipples, kissing it almost reverantly at first, then clasping his lips
over and over again on it, nibbling, licking and sucking at it, all to
Patai's intense pleasure, as the girl arched her chest more at him,
squealing and whimpering seductively innocently. His hands, almost
magnified to it, found her pussy once more, and now they gently prised the
cheeks apart, and two of the fingers on his right hand rubbed and probed at
the soft pussy that was every man's dream. Patai's hands went from gripping
the bed, to gripping his shoulders under her, as she nearly screamed in
pleasure, Saul feeling cum dripping down from her hardening penis onto his
stomach. His fingers slowly slid into her, and now she leaned back, his
hands still on her, as she cummed all over his stomach, whimpering, her
eyes closed. Saul looked at her, smiling slowly as he noted the way her
breasts jutted more from her chest when she arched her back, how her lips
always parted she moaned, closing then only to part once more to her next
moan. He eased his thick fingers from her, gently rubbing at her spread
legs, as she regained some semblance of normal breathing, and opened her
eyes, staring into space as she continued to moan to the touch of his hands
on her thighs.
She felt his hands glide up her thighs to her hips, and gently lift her off
him, watching as he kneels on the bed, hooking her arms around his neck as
she leans in to kiss him, softly, over and over, as his wide hands engulf
the slight curve of her lower back, rubbing and caressing her softly. ''I
love you,'' she whispered between kisses, hearing his soft reply, ''I love
you, too.'' He began kissing her neck, and she pressured her neck against
his lips and tongue while she moaned, thinking how hot he made her feel,
how beautiful. His simple appreciation of her, without words, meant the
world to her.
Saul's raging cock was so hungry, but God did she look like a goddess, and
he wanted to treat her as such. Maybe not exactly as a goddess is treated,
he realises, as his tongue leaves little pink suck marks all over her
neck. She suddenly pushes at his neck, and he leans back, for her to part
her lips as she whispered, ''Make love to me, Saul.''
There wasn't a man alive who'd refuse her at that moment.
Saul took her hips and turned her around, meaning to be gentle, but knowing
he may have used excessive force as he pushes her down onto hands and
knees. She only moaned softly, and then her legs spread, her pussy cheeks
completing her sexual movement, revealing a treasure Saul would have fought
for.
Her little, pink, crinkled, gleaming, perfumed, beckoning, empty pussy.
He slowly took her hips in his hands, but he couldn't bring himself to
position his cock against those lips of hers, because then he couldn't
glory at it. He found himself doing something he never had done for any
women, nor had any man done for Patai.
He got down on hands and knees behind her, his cock, urgently throbbing,
forgotten as his hands prise her cheeks apart slightly more, hoping he
didn't hurt the girl, and then his mouth clutched at her pussy.
''Saul !'' she screamed, her arms tensing hard as her back arches
instinctively, pushing her pussy at him without meaning to, as his lips
kiss all the previously unappreciated skin between her pussy cheeks,
glorying in that she was virgin to his kind of pleasure. He kissed at her
for as long as he could bare to, then his hungry tongue licked at her lip
worshipped skin, making it glisten in his saliva. She came, crying out in a
tone that indicated she was too pleasured to scream, her cum soaked the
bedcovers beneath her. Still, his tongue licked her. He drew back for a
moment, looking at the pussy that still gleamed, but not of his
saliva. Yet.
He put his mouth there, and his tongue licked it slowly, reverantly,
worshipping her pussy as she pushed it at him, arched and screamed all in
the same instant. His tongue found it to be so, so soft, so welcoming, and
soon his tongue was probing as deeply into her pussy as it could. He
wouldn't have believed if anyone had told him how pleasurable it could be
to pleasure a woman like this, but now he believed, believed it with almost
religious zeal. He finished his hungry tonguing of her with a kiss, and
leaned back, barely hearing her moans of absolute bliss as he stared at her
pussy, looking even more beautiful with his saliva coating it. His
saliva.......
Patai collapsed, all of it proving far too much. Her knees and arms buckled
below her, and she lay down on her front, her now limp penis oozing cum
onto the already cum soaked bed covers under her. She was weeping, it had
been so joyous, so intensely pleasurable. Saul asked, worry in his voice,
''Princess, are you ok?'', and she responded, truthfully, ''I'm in
heaven.''
Saul slowly smiled, but his cock was still hungry, and he raised her hips
back up until her thighs were full extended under her, and Patai helped by
raising herself onto her arms. Saul couldn't wait anymore, his hands
gripped tight at her, as his aphrodisiac-fueled cock plunged into her, slow
as he could bare to thrust, but still enough to pain her. He heard the
initial scream of her, then the loud moans and whimpers, that should have
reminded him of the inexperience of his lover, but only served to make him
lust for her more. He thrusted, his eyes closed in pleasure, feeling her
hot, tight pussy encompass and caress his lustful, hard cock, rubbing it
divinely, making him moan and groan out her name, over and over, as she
squealed and moved herself on him.
It had felt wider earlier, and now she knew it to be so. If not for
Perillia's stamina enhancing draught, she'd probably be screaming for him
to stop.
Instead she moaned, amidst her loud squeals, ''Stop, Saul, please
stop......,'' in a voice that let Saul know that was the last thing she
wanted. She moved, clenched and wiggled her pussy on him, moving her hips
side to side, her back permanently arched at this moment, barely feeling
herself cum once more onto the bed covers beneath her, as his cock and her
pussy became her whole world, the thickness of his cock drilling into the
soft, inner flesh of her pussy. She pushed at the bed and her back arched
more noticeably as his cock exploded like a stick of dynamite inside her,
the flames of which splashed against her insides, coating them in cum. She
knew as he knew, joined to him by the ancient joining that was the two
headed beast, that he wasn't finished.
Indeed, Saul thrusted even faster now. He had cried out in that moment in
climax, unable to believe how perfect her pussy felt on his cock, like they
had been destined for one another. His eyes opened, and his moans became
larger, at the sight that awaited them.
Her skin was illuminated by the faint sheen of sweat beading her skin, in
which the flickering candle light could be seen. Her pussy cheeks were
stretched amazingly wide around his cock, her thighs angled to each side as
if to attempt to hold herself up more ably. He watched as his cock, which
was coated in his cum, thrust into her, seeming to plunge into a pool, as
her pussy was now a fount of his cum. His hands were now gripped around her
sides, the thumbs of which nearly met at the centre of her lower back, just
above the swell of her pussy cheeks. Her pussy was arched so far up that
the skin above her pussy cheeks met her back almost at a right angle.
Her back.....she was so delicate, he realised, as he looked at the muscles
that belonged more to a 10 year old boy than a seventeen year old one. It
made her.....so, so much more valuable, and he loved that about her,
feeling that he protected her when she was in his arms. Or in the throes of
love, as she was with him now.
Her pussy clenched, and didn't unclench, at his cock now, and he felt the
tip of his cock, upon each thrust, split her pussy lips. It was too much,
it was too amazingly good, and he clenched his jaw, the veins of his neck
standing out, his hands gripping her tighter than he would have liked, and
his cock sending one last thrust into the bliss of her pussy, before climax
took him away, made him fly, at the same instant that Patai cummed her last
onto the bed.
They hung for a moment that was eternity. Their bodies joined, their hearts
beating together, their brains numbed, her arms and legs supporting him
just as his did her. His lips open after his loud cry, her lips open after
her scream of pleasure. They were, in that room in a palace at the edge of
a nameless desert, in heaven, together, arm in arm, body in body, soul in
soul.
It couldn't last forever, althought it did, and Saul let her fall off of
him as she collapsed once more, drained of all strength, filled instead of
pleasure. His cock had stopped throbbing, for it had gone limp, fully limp,
for the first time during sex with anyone for years. The aphrodisiac had
worn off and they had satisfied each other to a state that made the term
''satisfaction'' a mockery.
She slowly, obviously with great effort, rolled over, Saul moving his legs
to facilitate her movement. She smiled up at him, and held her arms open,
Saul smiling as he gently lay his body down onto hers and kissed her,
softly but deeply, rubbing her hips and sides as she rubbed his hard
shoulders and neck. Saul leaned back, looking down into Patai's eyes, which
were full of wonder and love for him, and she whispered, ''That was
amazing.......,'' in a voice that seemed to convey her disbelief of the joy
she had just experienced.
''Yes, it was,'' Saul agreed, as he put his mouth to her neck, covering her
with more pink suck marks, as she squealed and squirmed delightfully in his
arms. He drew back once more, smiling wide at the beautiful innocence that
was her smiling face. ''Would you like to shower with me, sweetness?''
''Oh God, yes, Saul,'' blushing a little at her lustful answer, but Saul
could feel her penis begin to stiffen against his thigh. In truth, he
wanted to wash the pheromone off her, so it'd just be her, and only her,
tempting him to lust. Plus, he wanted to feel his cock slide in and out of
her in the shower jets, he knew, as he helped her to her feet, letting her
walk in front of him to the shower, watching her hips sway. She turned on
the shower jets, took off her high heels, stepped in as the water hit her
body and turned to Saul, Saul watching her with hunger in his eyes. He
stepped in, and rubbed his hands up and down her sides, his fingers curling
onto her pussy cheeks each time he rubs her pussy, bringing soft little
moans from her. Patai looked at him meaningfully, before pushing at him,
Saul obediantly backing to one of the walls, and then he had the intense
pleasure of watching Patai go to her knees, and felt the tingle of her lips
against his semi hard cock. He smiled as he moaned, eyes closed, his hands
stroking her hair as she kissed it all over, softly and slowly, rubbing his
pubic hair and the muscles of his groin with her wet hands. She started
licking the hardening cock with her tongue hungrily, her tongue curling
around it, teasing the slit at the tip of it, even caressing his balls. His
cock was back to full hardness now, throbbing at the feel of her lips and
tongue, while he moaned, ''Oh Patai, that's so good....,'' hearing her soft
moan of response to this, and she brought her lips to encompass the bulbous
head of his cock, her tongue roaming freely over it inside her mouth as she
took him in, inch by inch. Her hands had slid down him to his cock, and
were rubbing it slowly in a milking motion toward her mouth. She stopped
about halfway down, and now started to move back and forth on it, her mouth
so hot and wet on his already rock hard, water soaked cock. She clasped her
lips, as hard as she could, around his cock, her mouth determinedly moving
on him, her hands rubbing him harder now, the girl's only thought being his
creamy, hot cum right now. She didn't have to wait long; Saul gripped her
head hard, moaning, ''Oh my God'' as his cum spurted into her hungry mouth,
a soft, muffled noise escaping Patai as she savoured the warmth and texture
of it, letting it trickle down her throat. Saul looked down, incredibly
aroused, as Patai's lips, spread so wonderfully around his cock, rubbed
back to his tip, laying a soft kiss on the tip of his cock, smiling up at
him, her round cheeks flushed, her lips still a little parted. Her smile
turned a little wicked, as her pink, shining tongue extended between her
lips and licked at the head of his hard cock. He held her there, moaning
softly, enjoying the soft shivers that went through him despite the warm
shower.
Patai slowly leaned back, and smiled up at him again, sweetly, enjoying the
blowjob as much as he had. The taste of his cock and cum were still very
strong in her mouth, coating her gums and tongue. She stood up, leaning in
against Saul and kissing his jaw sweetly, before standing on her tip toes
to reach his lips, planting a soft kiss there. His arms went around her,
holding her close, his hands gently rubbing at the top of her pussy cheeks
and her back just above it. She felt his cock flatten itself against her
waist and stomach, feeling shivers go through her from the hardness of it
rubbing against her soft stomach. Saul was simply looking at her, a smile
on his face, and she returned the smile, her arms going around his neck as
she presses her lips harder to his this time, moaning when his tongue parts
her lips and delves into her mouth. They stood there for at least ten
minutes, merely stroking each other as their tongues played with each
other, their lips expanding and pursing around them.
Saul broke the kiss, whispering, ''I love you, princess,'' as he leaned
back to look at her sweet face, and soft body. She smiled a loving smile at
him, and whispered back, ''I love you too, Saul.''
Saul kissed her softly once more, before turning off the shower jets. He
went outside the shower, and found two towels, handing one to Patai, who
thanked him with another priceless smile. She rubbed the towel over her
body, innocently unaware of how sexy the soft, white linen rubbing against
her lightly tanned skin was, exciting Saul's cock to throbbing once more.
He pulled her to him when she had finished, blushing when she realised he
had been watching her, and lifted her into his arms, kissing her softly as
he carried her to the bed, loving how much softer her already soft skin
felt after a shower, and how it glowed a healthy glow. He laid her down
onto the bed, making sure her head rested on his pillows, and kneeled on
the bed before her, gazing down at her. Her whole body shined, her thighs
and calves gracefully angled from the bed as her knees provided a summit to
the small mount that was her bended legs. Her penis, hard once more, looked
far too cute to be of a man, and it suited her, he thought. Her stomach,
curved in that oval O that women's stomach got, and her slightly pointed
breasts confirming that she was always meant for this, to be dressed and
bedecked like a woman. Her arms were thrown up around her head, revealing
hairless armpits, that somehow looked appealing to Saul's lips. Her elegant
neck supported her head, on which the face of a goddess resided; little,
ruby lips, slightly parted; round cheeks, defined by the high cheekbones of
a woman, flushed from her exertions this night; her eyes, an enchanting
blue, her innocence and beauty seeming to shine true from them; and most
beautiful of all, her smile, a little, half smile of wonder, as she
likewise examined his body.
He smiled, so happy to be worthy of her, laying his body down and kissing
her softly, his hands rubbing over her flat stomach, his mouth gliding down
to her neck after a few moments, not able to resist leaving more pink suck
marks on her soft, sweet neck. All the while, she squirmed and whined,
exciting his passion and lust by the sheer innocent femininity of it. He
drew back, his knees between her slightly spread legs, and pulled at her
thighs, bringing her legs around him.
Patai had enjoyed the soft caress and his warm kisses, now she moaned and
bit her lower lip softly as she watched him commander her body, clenching
her legs around his waist obediantly. Her hands gripped the bed covers as
she readied herself, spreading her legs as wide as they'd go for Saul,
smiling lovingly at him when he looks at her, almost as if asking
permission of her, as his cock gently prods against her waiting pussy,
making her shudder. She moaned in anticipation, closing her eyes and laying
her head back on the pillows, and then Saul's cock thrust inside her. She
arched immediately, her face screwing up against the almost painful
pleasure that surged through her as Saul surged into her. He thrust slowly,
but growingly deeper into her, Patai whimpering softly, not knowing how
this enflamed Saul's lust for her, feeling him thrust even harder now into
her stretched pussy. His hands travelled down the slope of her raised
thighs, down over her stomach, rubbing the skin slowly, and then they found
her nipples, Patai squealing in intense pleasure at this and cumming onto
her thighs and Saul's groin.
He felt the spreading warmth of her cum spurting onto his pubic hair and
cock, moaning in satisfied appreciation of it, the cum almost lubricating
his thrusting cock. Her pussy never ceased to amaze him, how tight, wet and
hot it could be, how pleasing to a man's cock. It rubbed his cock so hard
on each thrust, that he never wanted to stop. Her nipples were so pert
against his thick fingers, hearing the individual whimpers that issued from
Patai, each rub of her tender nipples. His hands slowly came back down to
her sides, curling around them to include her lower back in his grasp, and
he gripped her hard, as he felt his orgasm approach. Her soft whimpers and
squeals hurried him on his way, and he arched his back, crying out, ''Patai
!'' as his seed spilled into her pussy, feeling her back in his hands arch
as she screams in pleasure. He opened his eyes, gasping without breath at
the sight of her, almost in distressful pleasure.
Her neck was arched as was her neck, and before his eyes, she slowly
relaxed, but her beautiful face remained beautifully screwed up, almost
looking pained, her lips parted as if she could taste him on the air, her
cheeks, as ever, flushed and seeming to highlight her innocent beauty. Her
head was framed on the pillow by her long hair, fanned out around her in a
circle, like a flower's petals. Her neck looked so beautiful, the soft tan
and the little pink suck marks left from him mottling her skin. Her nipples
looked so pointed, such a beautiful, raw shade of pink. He rubbed at her
stomach, loving the simple curve of it, his cock feeling at home inside
her, not wanting to take it out. Her eyes eventually opened, after much
whimpering and moaning, and a smile slowly bloomed like a rose on her face,
and her arms, wearily, rose, her hands rubbed the chiselled muscles of his
sides and stomach.
''Oh Saul......,'' she moaned softly, her eyes full of love. Saul could see
she was exhausted, and pulled out of her, letting her legs, rubbing him
sensually all the while, fall down his flanks. He laid down beside her, and
pulled her to him with one arm, wrapping that arm around her. Her soft
chest rested on his side and chest as she placed her chin on his chest. She
seemed to be more exhausted with each breath, but she managed to pull
herself forward one last time, laying the most beautiful, soft, sweet kiss
that Saul had ever known, on his lips. She smiled as her eyes shut, and she
fell asleep.
Saul felt tears well, never knowing such a state of utter contentment, such
happiness. She was perfect, she was all he wanted anymore. He held her
tight, tighter than he had ever held anything before, and fell asleep, the
feeling of her in his arms proving to be strong inspiration, for his dreams
were all of a smiling boy/girl who strode forward to him, and accepted his
physical love every dream, every dream proving to be more breathtaking than
the last one.
End of Part 8