Chapter Fourteen: Part Two
(R18+ Sex)
Holding her feet between his knees, he kneaded and relaxed her calves. Straddling her shins, he stroked and squeezed her thighs. He reached underneath her and massaged her buttocks. With each new touch, she fell into the centre of a new vortex of sensation.
Rick moved again and straddled her upper legs, his hands caressing and stroking her stomach, the bottom of her chest, and lifting into the small of her back, always moving. Kate could feel his balls resting hot against her skin, and the muscular movements of his thighs as they pinned her to the bed, sending waves of delight through her. She felt her pelvis buckle and strain for his attention, but was unable to divert him from his chosen path. She could not remember ever feeling more alight, or more completely turned on.
His hands occasionally touched her breasts or brushed across her mound, but always teasingly and never for long. Kate heard herself growling in protest as he denied her his touch where she wanted it, but what he was doing felt so good that each protest ended in a pleasure affirming moan.
Straddling her pelvis, she could feel him fully in contact with her body and pinning her hips to the bed, each twitch of his muscular legs triggering new waves of yearning. She looked up to see and feel his smooth balls against her mound, his smooth skin against hers. She watched entranced as his hard cock released a clear, viscous drop onto her stomach. Feeling like molten lava on her skin, it triggered a volcanic need from deep within her. Unwilling to stop herself, she reached down and wiped it with her fingertip, bringing it to her lips. He tasted clean and sweet, and his slipperiness lingered on her tongue as her mind swam in deep desire. She could feel his body trembling when he smiled and kissed her, his passion only barely contained.
Moving her arms closer to her sides, he rubbed and massaged her shoulders. He kneaded and squeezed her arms and hands, sending waves of profound relaxation through her body. She felt him massaging his way back to her shoulders before laying her arms back in their outstretched positions.
He continued to massage her shoulders, her upper chest, and finally down to her breasts. Kate’s eyes were closed, savouring the sensations running through her body.
Without warning, his mouth found her nipple and she cried out, almost screaming as her back arched sharply. He kissed her breast just as he had kissed her lips, and the sensations sent lightning bolts through her body, fanning the primal flames already burning deep in her belly.
‘You moved your arms,’ he said, his voice muffled.
She held his face locked to her breast for a few moments more before she giggled. ‘Mmmm, so I did.’ Releasing her hands from his hair and neck, she returned them to their required positions, grabbing the sheet in her fists to keep them there. He kissed her breasts, working between them, under them, and all over her chest, neck and lips. His hands continued to work their own magic, his fingertips in her muscles from behind her shoulders and back, physically lifting her to his mouth. Awash in his lavish attention, Kate felt herself dissolving in a sea of pleasure.
Sitting up, he looked at her, and then at her hands, his truly wicked grin emphasising his challenge to her. Leaning forward, he started dragging his fingers and nails from her elbows to her shoulders and down her sides, excruciatingly slowly, intensely, timing the sensations with Kate’s breaths, now ragged and rapid between her giggling squeals. Kate felt the almost unbearably intense sensations coming from his fingers over her ribs.
‘Breath it into your heart, invite it in, change it, and then you can use it,’ he reminded her. He leaned in and kissed her breasts again before sitting back up and repeating the same slow fingertip drag. Starting again from her elbows, he coached her to draw the feelings into her chest with each breath. A wave of peace washed through her when she found her key, rising beyond the physical sensations cascading into her body. Her eyes opened to find her lover’s smile. His eyes glowed with a gentle pride, and sparkled in anticipation of how much more she was soon to discover about herself.
They kissed deeply before he lay her back down and stretched her arms out again. Starting over, this time at her wrists, he dragged his fingers slowly, moving inevitably, and ever so slowly, over the most sensitive parts of her arms and torso.
Kate found herself greedily breathing in and riding each wave of sensation. She was floating above herself, watching herself cry out and squirm under his pleasurable torment, her body far away. She found in herself a place beyond the physical, without boundaries or definitions. A place of nothing more than one single timeless moment; a place of pleasure and bliss beyond the mundane world and its constraints. Kate found her sub-space.
The air was almost cool on her skin. It took her a moment to realise he was kneeling at her feet again, watching her as she floated back to him. Smiling, he bent forward as she closed her eyes again. She could feel his warm breath playing over her shin long before his lips touched her. His hands and lips played over and explored each leg in turn. He kissed his way up the side of one thigh, across her hips and the bottom of her stomach, before kissing his way back down her other thigh.
He chuckled at her animalistic sounds of frustration and desire, ignoring her unspoken demands for him to touch her pussy. He bent forward and she heard herself cry out. He had done nothing more than blow a fine stream of air against her and she could feel her readiness flowing from her body. His fingertips brushed over her smooth mound, but did not linger. Kate was sure she felt her pussy try to capture his hand as it passed. Her needful craving was building beyond reason or thought.
Her head filled with bright explosions when he kissed her mound. Teasing her, his tongue fleetingly explored her sensitivity within, lingering only long enough to elicit from her a loud moan before lifting away.
‘Hold your arms still, m’lady,’ he said with a little more gravity. Kate felt her arms move back to their starting place again as he straddled her shins, pinning her legs in place and together. Her eyes closed, she felt him leaning forward. Her legs strained against his weight as he alternated between gently pinching her nipples and playing his tongue upon her pleasure. She heard herself exult, crying out in greed and lust. She knew she was feeling the sensations far out of proportion with what he was doing, but they were more intense than any she could remember. When he started kissing his way up her stomach, her hands pulled him to her lips and she kissed him ravenously.
He smiled at her before wordlessly lifting her ankles to his shoulder and straightening her knees. He knelt against her legs, pressing his knees to her buttocks and laying her legs straight against his body. She looked up and saw his hard cock between her thighs, shiny and proud. She squeezed it with her legs as hard as she could, his eyes closed as his head lifted with a pleasured groan. She watched another drop of clear liquid fall onto her tummy, Kate felt herself swoon. There was no way she was not lifting that drop to her lips and she squeezed him again. His responding moan flowed physically into her. Stroking her legs as they rested against his chest, he said, ‘I think these had best stay still too. Fully locked at all times please, my lady.’ With a wicked smile, he added, ‘Or else.’
Kate watched her body nod in agreement as her mind floated in the sea of anticipation. She felt it washing through every part of her, surging through them both. His nails dragged down her leg and she bent her knees, laughing at the intense tickle, she moved to grab his hands in pure reflex.
When his hand met the skin of her buttock with a loud spank, she found it was almost a release. ‘Legs and arms straight and still, no matter what,’ he ordered. He reminded her to breathe and she floated away in a sea of new sensations as he touched, kissed, and teased every part of her he could reach, her legs straight against him. He squeezed her buttocks firmly and she breathed each sensation in deeply, moaning without censor and celebrating her mind’s new freedom.
Her body molten, Kate could feel her essence cascading from her body, running between her cheeks and cool against her hot skin. He let his finger briefly slide along her pussy and her legs folded, despite her mind’s demand that they stay locked. She felt two firm spanks and she watched herself greedily breathing the sensations in, changing them. She grinned, looking him in the eye, not quite believing how much she enjoyed the simple intensity of the way he spanked her. With a wicked smile, Kate wiggled her legs on purpose, wanting more. Her reward was a deep intensity coming from a nipple between his fingers as another wave of sensations flowed into her. With her eyes closed, her mind swam in sub-space, an omnipresent mote filling her own universe.
He played his fingertips over her skin, changing pressure, speed and intensity. She experienced a moment of clarity when she saw in his face his pure and unhurried enjoyment of the moment. She relaxed into the sensuous pace he was setting, finding a deeper appreciation in every sensation he offered.
Her mind was still swimming when he lowered her legs. Her eyes remained blissfully closed, her skin drinking in every contact and sensation. Even the contact of the sheets felt ridiculously wonderful. Only in an abstract way did she even register his gentle encouragement to move her legs and bend her knees.
Kate’s universe imploded, contracting into a vortex focused on a single bright point as his tongue found her clitoris, pressing hard, moving quickly and intensely. He growled a warning to keep her arms straight and only reduced his relentless pace when her moans became continuous, letting her slow back down and catch her breath.
He started kissing and nibbling all around her pussy before working the tip of his tongue over her, brushing and pushing only against and beside the base of her clitoris in slow, insistent, tiny circles. It felt almost aggravating in one way, but completely pleasurable in another. As she felt herself letting go, the odd sensations resolved into a chord of deep pleasure. She felt him slowly sliding a finger into her, sending all kinds of waves of sensation through her. He withdrew until shallow before pressing against her with a gentle and constant down pressure at the rear of her pussy. Just holding and stretching her slightly, the pressure changed and intensified everything else he was doing to her.
Kate breathed these sensations in as well. She could feel he was still doing the same thing with his tongue and fingers as before, but no longer were the feelings distinct. She couldn’t tell what he was doing to her, but it felt like nothing she’d experienced before. It was bigger and deeper, closer and further away, all at the same time. Her body melted into pure pleasure, becoming the waters of a wide and deep river running towards a narrow gorge, inexorably gaining speed and force. The sensations were coming too fast now. She felt her body sliding beyond control.
His fingers gently slapped down onto her pussy, holding firm and still. The sensation was surprising, and almost sharp, but it didn’t hurt. Far from it. More like a pat than a slap, it pushed her climax in a new direction. Her frustrated release echoed deep within her pelvis as he drew her back. Her building urgency had not weakened in any way, still echoing under his motionless hand as he controlled her point of release.
Realising how much further he might take her, Kate’s eyes snapped open. He had a huge grin on his face as he said, ‘Not yet, my lady. Not yet.’
Smiling indulgently, she let her head loll back onto the bed in surrender with a loud groan. He returned to running his tongue around her clitoris in the same tiny circles, but still not directly on it whilst stretching her gently rearwards with two fingers shallow inside her. His other hand rested on her stomach, just below her chest and guiding her breathing. Following his cues, Kate breathed in every sensation. Swimming in her pleasure, she was ready and anticipating the soft slap and following pressure as she felt her climax approaching. He told her to draw her diverted orgasm’s energy deeply into her heart. His hand still guiding her breathing, her eyes snapped open when she followed his direction. It felt like her whole body was now energised with her orgasm; in some ways, it felt as though every part of her was already in climax. She groaned in deep bliss as she felt the energy of her denied climax pulsing throughout her entire body, yet held back and building at the same time. She breathed every sensation into her heart and felt it spreading in warm waves through her.
Kate learnt to trust his denial, allowing herself full anticipation of each climactic peak before he pushed it deeper again. Whilst her mind revelled in it, she heard her body snarling and protesting each denial. A large part of her felt as if she were already climaxing, her shaking body moving and writhing of its own accord. Her stomach muscles were burning and her legs trembling. Consciously remembering to breathe with his gentle coaching, Kate could feel her sweat cool against her burning skin. The flood of sensations felt heavenly, but there was no release of tension, just the deepening intensity of pleasure building upon pleasure. Rick controlled her every sensation, his tongue playing her while he denied her full release.
Never before had Kate been unaware of the point when her climax started, but every fibre of her body was in full contraction. She felt spasming pulses running deep through her body, yet there was still a massive wave of tension building within her. She felt herself picking up speed and energy, crying out loudly, growling and panting. This time he did not slap her but lightened his pressure and slowed, keeping to the same action and pace. He increased the stretch against her pussy with the fingers inside her and placed his other hand at the top of her mound, stretching her upwards slightly, changing every sensation again …
You have been screaming for a long time, a part of her mind noted before another surge of releasing energy washed her thoughts away again. With every cell exploding in climactic seizure, her body celebrated its very existence. Kate was surfing a massive wave of pleasure, its power propelling her past herself, through and beyond herself. She became the wave, feeling as though she was about to disappear in a flash of pure bliss. Her climax was finally overtaken by her body’s need to breathe again. Slowly, the power of her release was spent and she floated back towards her body and her lover. Like water running back to the sea, her body felt liquid and without physical boundaries. She floated in herself, both sea and wave.
Rick’s shining eyes drew her focus as she gradually drifted back into awareness. Kate knew there was only one thing that could possibly happen at this moment in her life. She sat up, grabbed Rick by his hard, muscular buttocks and dragged him towards her. Her urgency transferred into his body as she wrapped her shaking legs around him, her hands still dragging on his hips, urging him to enter her, wanting all of him.