18. The First Time
Chapter eighteen
The First Time
Ione
I'm not sure what's come over him, but I like it.
"The night does not belong to me, I love it on you, Ione." He says against my lips and I push my mouth against his. "Yes, woman." He moans into my mouth.
His hands, yes, all four of them, are all over my body.
In my hair, on my breasts, squeezing my thighs.
His tongue roves over mine, each side moving independently to caress and move against mine.
Once again, I can feel the poking of his shaft right against me, and I've always been the type of lady who's very much turned on by a great kisser.
Athanasius is an amazing kisser. He's moaning into my mouth and moving my ass right on the tip of his dick, and I'm creaming my panties.
I need this dress off. I need to feel something hard inside of me, pumping, moving.
I love the heavy weight of a man on top me, and Athanasius is no man, this is going to be even better.
"I want to fuck." I breathe finally when he lets me up for air. "Now."
Athanasius's tongue hangs out his mouth, he wiggles both sides, breathing heavily. "After I've tasted you."
Oh hell yes.
Athanasius deposits me on the couch, his upper hands pull my dress over my head while the lower work on pulling my panties down my thighs. The thunder crashes louder in the background, lightning illuminates the room. My breath is heavy, his fingers are stuck on my bra.
"Remove this, woman, I wish to see all of you."
"The clasp is in front on this one." I chuckle, slowly undoing it only for Athy to grab it and toss it somewhere behind us.
His upper hands slowly clasp my breasts, kneading them, squeezing. Athanasius groans deep in the back of his throat, hovering his mouth over my nipples. His teeth gently clip me, right side, then the left. My back arches, my legs lift and wrap around his waist pulling him closer.
"Now." I moan.
"Bossy," Athy leans away from me, his upper arms grab my wrists pinning me to the sofa. "That won't do."
His mouth attacks my breasts, holding them, licking and sucking while his lower hands rub on my thighs, diving closer to my inner lips.
4 hands, 20 fingers, this is a lot, and I love it.
His left lower hand holds open my nether lips while the right fingers begin to rub a small circle on my clitoris.
My legs want to close, but with him in between them there's no chance.
Athanasius licks down my sternum, his teeth nipping along my stomach before he snatches my waist up.
"Legs around my neck," He huffs. "Squeeze as hard as you want, I just want to feel you come on my lips."
You ain't got to tell me twice!
If I could describe the sensation of his tongue, I would say it's somewhere in between the feeling of a roller coaster going up before that drop, and drinking cool water after a workout.
My body instantly relaxes, my back arches, my hands clench on the couch, and my tongue falls out the side of my mouth.
Time is naught. Life? Nothing without this moment. Every good thing in my life dulls in comparison to the way Athy is making me feel. I'm overstimulated, my stomach is rolling, waving, my brain wants it to stop, but my brain says please don't.
"There you go," He kisses my clit before nipping it. "That's a good rabbit," He continues munching. "Tasty rabbit."
His upper eyes are hooded and low as he watches my face. My stupid near orgasm face, and my leg shakes. "Athy," I drag in a breath. "I'm…oh…yes."
"Mmm." One part of his tongue is flicking on my clit, the other is inside of me. "Yes, woman, do it, give it to me." He's slurping, heaven help me.
Reaching out, my hands hold onto his upper wrists and I close my eyes as I launch into the hardest orgasm I've ever had in my life. My body feels like jelly. I'm weak. My stomach is still lurching, and my body is tweaking.
"Fucked out?" Athanasius slowly unclamps my thighs from his head, standing up. "No…" He lifts my arm watching it drop. "I can do better."
"Huh?"
He lifts me from the couch, gently placing me over his shoulder as he walks upstairs. "We have more to do, rabbit, I haven't heard you screaming."
His hand delivers a sound crack to my ass, and I push myself up (barely) with my hands. "Easy!"
"Like that?" He does it again, and I won't tell him, but the tingle flows to my clit, and I rub my thighs together in response. "Yes, you do."
On the bed, he's more romantic. The lights are off, and Athanasius removes his clothing. My hands flow over his tattoos, and his skin ripples in response.
"I enjoy your touch." He huffs. He positions his body over mine. "I will watch myself enter you," He groans. "I'll only use one at first."
He was planning on using both? I mean…in my mind?
I'm a freak. I love a good reverse harem, and the thought of being Eiffel Towered turns me on, but in real life?
I've always been a missionary and doggy type of girl.
Never too much, just enough to get me off.
Athanasius has two dicks and just the thought of him burying them both inside of me makes my heart flutter.
I've never done backdoor though…how's that going to work with that huge cock of his?
"Pay attention, woman." He groans, rubbing the head of both of his cocks against my oceanic pussy and my clit.
The tip of the lower one presses inside of me, and I let out a long moan. "Inside already."
Athanasius grunts. "Rabbit, this is a lot of cock, you must learn to take me."
"I can do it." I'm being greedy. I just want him to ride me hard. You know that feeling when you're ovulating and overly horny and just want to come hard? That's me right now.
"Sure you can." He presses deeper, and his top cock slides hard against my clit and I'm shaking. "Relax, rabbit." He grunts. "You're tense."
"I'm not." He thrusts hard, and I groan.
"You are," Leaning over me, Athanasius finds my mouth as he moves his hips. "How can I pleasure you when you won't let me in? Relax, Ione, I'm going to take good care of you."
One of his hands is holding the back of my neck, the opposite is rubbing my nipple. My legs fall open, my stomach relaxes, I breathe into his mouth. Athanasius groans, his tongue flicking in my mouth as he slides home.
"There we go," He moans. "Oh, you're tight." His hand lowers to my stomach. "Do you feel that rabbit?" Right on top of my womb, he pushes down and begins moving his hips back and forth. "That's me."
Yeah, he can get it anytime. I wrap my arms around his body, pulling him as close as I can.
Our mouth are attached, bodies connected, he's fucking me like it's his only prerogative.
There's a dick in me and one rubbing my clit, and I'm seeing stars.
I don't know how long we've been going at it.
I just know I've come twice, and now he's holding my thighs open, rutting like a deer in mating season.
Athanasius has his lower eyes shut tight, but the upper ones are staring at the ceiling. "Fuck, fuck, yes." He's breathing hard. Reaching down, I cup my hand around the tip of his upper cock, and he groans, leaning his head over me. "Tell me I can," He whimpers. "Ah, I just need to…please?"
My orgasm is building again. I wrap my legs around the back of his thighs, and do a Kegel. "Let me feel you come, Athy."
His arms shake, the bed creaks, and the way he moans with his head back and 4 eyes shut is a sight to behold. Not to mention ropes of seed, which isn't white but black and slightly sparkly, like an iridescent sky shoot into my hand and up my chest.
"You don't have to hold yourself up," I chuckle, watching as he mentally decides what to do. "Lay on me."
He hasn't pulled out. "I'm too heavy."
"To who?"
All of his eyes move from left to right. "Do you want me to?"
"Please?"
Slowly, he lowers his head on my chest, my legs wrap around his thighs and my fingers drag through his hair, untangling it. Our breathing slows and evens out, Athanasius is rubbing my arms.
"I forbid you to cast me aside, rabbit."
I laugh, and his head moves on my belly. "Really? After that dicking? I'm ten toes down about you."
He rubs his face into my belly. "What does that mean?"
"It means I'm committed, grounded, uhh, steadfast about this." Should I go that far? "Us."
Athanasius rolls off of me, the cool air hits my body and I shiver. He quickly rubs my thighs, but there's something sad about his face. Did I say too much?
"I don't play about you either, Ione."
He doesn't understand why I'm laughing, but I'm falling for him…it's probably stupid, but I am.