Date: Fri, 2 Apr 2010 17:10:47 +0100 From: Pearse Jackson Subject: The Palace (Part 5) (The Raid Part 8) Note to readers: Just further thanks for reading my stories, all of those who have read this far. Please feel free to email me with any suggestions, comments, and I'll try to reply in kind. Hope all the readers of this enjoy it as fully as I have writing it. 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