CHAPTER 8 MILI
A urora grabs and kisses me, then, and everything blurs. She pushes her tongue into my mouth, forcefully, and I quiver at the touch. She pulls my silken pants down and pushes me into the back of the couch before kneeling before me. She’s going to orally please me again, I realize, she knows I enjoyed it last time – I wonder, briefly, if she’s trying to prove herself to me, to Kar, but the thought passes once her fingers are inside me.
“Aurora!” I cry out, sighing heavily. She curls her fingers inside me, and my back arches with arousal and stimulation. I cry out again as she presses her tongue to my sex, licking ferociously. She gets into a rhythm, and pleasure builds up quickly in me, almost painfully fast. “Please, please – oh, gods!”
She’s going so fast, then stops all of a sudden and steps back. She picks up one of the wine glasses from the coffee table, takes a sip, then pours it all over me. It washes over my abdomen running down on my sex and spilling onto the couch and into my panties and silk pants, ruining them. The coldness of the wine bites into my skin. I frown and give a little whimper of protest but Aurora doesn’t care. She bends back down again, parts the lips of my sex with her mouth and tongue, licking and sucking the wine while drinking in the taste of my sex. I yell as I come, only a few minutes after Aurora goes down on me again. Perhaps regret is already creeping in because I feel like a permanent frown of pleasure and pain is imprinted on my face and Aurora doesn’t look any better either. She looks up, her face torn (perhaps she wanted me to hold out longer, I think sadly), then she looks to Kar. She goes to him and leans in to kiss him, but he shakes his head softly.
“Today is about Mili, my dear.”
Aurora’s face reddens with embarrassment, but she simply nods and says, “Yes, of course. You’re right.”
Kar smirks. “Now, sit for a while. Watch.”
I make one last moment of eye contact with Aurora as she slinks back to the solitary chair. Then Kar moves in front of me, and I can’t see her anymore. He cocks his head, smiling softly, and his eyes darken with lust. I smile at him, trying to hide my shyness. He seems to sense it anyway, though, and moves in to kiss me, though it rather feels like he’s trying to steal all my air instead.
Again I taste the smoky breath of his tongue, the lilac afterthought as he pulls away. He sighs softly as he pulls my blouse up and over my head, then uncinches my brassiere and pulls it off. Kar leans down to taste my nipples, and I feel my legs start to shake with repressed anticipation. This is it, this is the point of no return. This is actually happening. I’m afraid that this is a mistake but I don’t want him to stop, I’m aroused and I want another release.
His tongue flicks the point of my left breast, and I whimper. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Aurora staring, jaw agape, but I don’t have time to think about it before Kar straddles me. I feel his penis pressing through his trousers onto my bare groin, and I let my head fall back as he takes my nipple in his mouth, sucking hard.
As his mouth covers my breast, his hand moves to my neck and slides over it, tracing my jawline and my throat. His fingernails are almost sharp, and the slight scratching sensation they bring makes me shiver.
Then he takes both of my breasts in his hands and lifts his head up to kiss me. His mouth tastes of my body, now, warm and salty – I must be sweating some from the heat already. I kiss him back, tugging his head into me by grabbing his hair, and move my other hand to his cock beneath his trousers. At the touch, he bucks his hips into me, and I moan loudly at the pressure.
“You like it, don’t you?” he asks. I’m panting already, and he stands before me. He tears his shirt off his torso, and I fiddle with his leather belt until he helps me. My hands are shaking too much to be much help, so he pulls his pants down while I move mine over his stomach. Traces of muscles rest there, functional but slight. I lean in and lick from the base of his shaft up to his navel, and he sighs.
“Come to me,” I tell him. I’m not used to giving orders, but right now I don’t care what I sound like, I just feel like I want him. He smiles at me, and again I peek over to see Aurora wide-eyed. I can’t tell if she’s enjoying herself or not; in a way, I suppose, it doesn’t really matter.
He moves towards me, and I gasp as he pulls me to where I’m lying on the couch. He pulls out a protective ointment and slathers it on his shaft, to prevent disease and pregnancy. He winks at me, “Sorry to look so ... prepared .”
Trust a man to literally fall from the sky and not remember what happened to him, but is fully prepared for sexual intercourse. “Better to be prepared than not, isn’t it?” I ask awkwardly, but I need no reply as it was not really a question.
Kar laughs and nods before spreading me wide with his fingers. “You smell divine,” he says, inhaling deeply. I should like his sexy compliment, but actually, I feel nothing except carnal arousal. It would be better if he stopped talking altogether. Then he takes his cock and pushes it in, slowly, half a knuckles-width at a time. I breathe slowly the whole time, not used to such deep penetration, and he cups my face in his hand while he pushes.
Eventually, he’s fully between my thighs, the lubrication slick inside me. He starts to thrust, slowly at first, then gaining in intensity. He leans down to suck on my breasts, and I moan with the overwhelming sensation of being filled by him.
“Ahhh.”
“Shh,” he interrupts and puts one hand over my mouth, “I want you to keep your orgasm inside. You’re in my hands now, and I will tell you when you can scream. Just feel it building up.”
So I go with it. I let my head fall back on the loveseat, and rock back and forth with the motion of Kar’s thrusting. My hands move from his neck, to his hair, to his shoulders –I grab him roughly as he pulses harder and harder.
After what feels like hours, he closes his eyes and lowers his head, giving himself completely to the rhythm of our bodies. I start to feel my muscles spasm and I know I’m close. I make eye contact with Kar, to let him know.
He groans, slamming his body into me hard. “You like that, don’t you? Well just remember you asked for this.” I feel him twirl his finger about my sternum, then in a sudden and violent move he grabs my neck and tightens his hand until I can’t breathe and I can’t say a beep even if I wanted to. “What are you waiting for?” he demands. At this point I moan wildly with both pleasure and pain. He loosens the ironclad hand from my throat and I cry out, trying to grab hold of his shoulders with one hand and my throat with the other. We’re both slick with sweat, and I feel like I’ve weathered some kind of storm. In the corner, I see that Aurora has started touching herself, and pants loudly at the sound and sight of Kar and me.
Kar finally orgasms, an abrupt burst of energy and icy passion. He pulls out as he ejaculates, holding his cock so his come lands on my breasts and stomach. The sound of his orgasm, and the aftershocks, rock me to my core – he moans rough and heavy. Once he’s done, he stares down at my body, now slick with sweat and ejaculate both, and nods quietly.
He turns to Aurora and laughs. “Shall we all clean up, then?