He spent the next two days on the fence line. Repairing anything he could and watching for anything to keep his mind away from having his hand on her ass. He liked it, didn't know why but he knew that he would do that again and that was enough to keep him away. What about that part of her body was so different from the rest? All of her skin was soft, he even remembered the feel of her tits in his hands as he helped wrap her up. Those felt good in his hands too. In fact, if he let his mind play back the last few days, he had enjoyed the feel of her over his shoulder and his hand holding her thighs to keep her still. If he was honest with himself, he knew that was what he was keeping her alive for. He enjoyed the feel of her skin on his. Was that enough reason to keep her around? Was that enough to make up for the extra work that he was going to have to do? Did keeping her alive just so he could feel her skin on his make him a bad person? Did that make him the same as the slavers?
He was beyond confused. He wanted to explore her skin, he wanted to feel it. But did he have the right to do it? She seemed willing, seemed to enjoy it. Or at least she wasn't struggling, but then again, she knew he could easily overpower her and do what he wanted. Was she just accepting it, like a rabbit who knew they were trapped and just passively waited for death? How could he know what she was thinking? This was going to be a problem. He was always in control of his thoughts and now they were running like deer in the woods. Jumping and dodging ever which a way. He had no idea where to start the next step and in truth had no idea what the next step even was.
After as much deep thinking as he was able to do, he decided that touching her was the problem so he would make sure to not do that again. Prior to finding her, life was simple. Eat, survive and do the chores. Simple. Now he had to think about eating or he would forget. He also realized he had gone over the same area of fence three or four times and still missed a broken wire. Keeping a woman was more trouble than just feeding her and keeping her alive. Keeping his hands off her and trying to keep his mind off her was liable to get them both killed. Granted he hadn't seen anyone around or any signs of anyone but the way his mind was running he was liable to walk right past them and not even notice and that was dangerous.
If he just killed her quickly and got it over with, he could go back to normal. Couldn't he? Would he stop thinking of her if she was gone? Really? How can he be so hesitant, he's only been around her for a few days? This is nuts, she is nothing but trouble so why is this so hard? Danger is easy to fix; you get rid of it. Kill it if you can and avoid it if you can't. But he knew unless she did something to make him, he would never hurt her. And avoiding her wasn't working either. In reality hiding away out here wasn't avoiding her. Just making it worse. He couldn't get her out of his mind and that was the real danger. Not her per say. So, dealing with this meant understanding why he couldn't get her out of his mind and fixing that. That was as close to normal as he was gonna get. So how could he do that? How was he supposed to get her out of his mind?
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She woke up with the smell of meat cooking. That meant he was back. Should she put on the loincloth or just walk out there nude? They were together nude for days without any problems so what changed? And would that small piece off rabbit skin really make any difference?
She walked out nude and went to the fire and sat down. She sat with her legs crossed, which left her bits in plain sight. He never noticed before so why worry now? She simply said it smells good and waited for him to either feed her or eat her. Geez where in the world did that come from? Ok he fondled her a bit, but nothing he has done had led her to believe he even knew what oral sex was. He accidently fondled her and maybe liked it but that's along way from kissing and licking all over her. Stop!! Keep it together girl or you will leak all over the place and maybe put out a smell that say's "I'm in heat!!" She wanted to reach down and check but didn't want to draw any more attention than necessary. Surely, she wasn't getting wet. She hadn't gotten wet in years. Please don't let me get wet, but more than that don't let him notice. Hopefully the smell of roasting meat will cover the smell of my leaking traitorous pussy.
She looked normal to him, but something was different. She looked nervous. Was she afraid of him? Did he scare her? Did touching her ass upset her? So many questions and the only way to get answers was to do the one thing that scared him the most. He was going to have to talk to her, and not just talk but talk about his touching her. Admit that he wanted to. And try to figure out if she wanted him to or not. He wanted to explore these feelings but only if she wanted it too. And if she didn't then what would he do? Would the fear of what she thought he would do, if she didn't allow it, make her give in like she did to the slavers? Should he now be afraid she would slit his throat like the last guy?
He stared at the fire and spoke slowly and softly. "I'm feeling and thinking thoughts I don't understand. Please don't interrupt until I'm finished. I want to touch you. All over. I want to feel your skin on my hands, and no, no, that's not all of it. I want to feel you against me, I just want to rub all over you. I've never felt this before and its driving me crazy. Part of me just wants to grab you and well that's what's confusing. I don't know what I want to do, I just want to feel you. But here's the problem, if you don't want me to, but are afraid to say no then I'm no different than the slavers you escaped from. But no matter what you say I will always feel you are only allowing it because of your fear. My understanding is if I force you to do something that is rape? The very thing you said you would rather die than allow. You said they used you like a piece of meat; I didn't understand that at first. Now I think I do in a way. I want to touch you so bad it hurts but I don't want to use you, or rape you. I don't know what I want to do I just want to be close to you. What do I do? I don't want to scare you; I promise you I will not harm you if you don't want me to touch you. I will protect you and continue to teach you how to fight and shoot in order to protect yourself. I'll give you a knife so you can slit my throat if I hurt you. Even if you don't want me to touch you, will you stay with me? Will you let me take care of you? Do you trust me enough to let me around you without you having to be afraid?" As he was talking his mind was going crazy. He was throwing his whole life away over this woman. He has been reduced to acting like a deer in rut. His body and desires have overtaken his logical mind. His greatest fear has come to pass all because his curiosity over touching a female's skin. It's not too late to just feed her to the pigs.
"Stop!" She said, "I know you're not finished but you're now rambling like me. I can solve all your worries. I have no idea how or why, but I want you to touch me. I enjoyed you touching my ass, I liked feeling you getting excited. Yes, I noticed it. This is not rape, that was not rape. I don't feel anything negative, except when you dumped me on the ground and ran away. Earlier when I was sitting while you were cooking, I was hoping that the smell of the meat would cover the smell my body was putting out. I laughed inside remembering the conversation where I said humans don't go into heat. We don't put out a smell to tell our mate that we want them. Well I was wrong, if you were to put your nose between my legs you would smell my heat. Everything I know about sex, or mating, I'll gladly teach you. You know how to survive; I know how to mate. Listen to me and talk to me. Tell me what you want to do, and I'll tell you if it's ok. I'll give you suggestions, not orders. Example, I would love it if you put your mouth on my girls, my tits, kiss and lightly suck all over them. You don't have to, but I would really enjoy it. I'll tell you if I want it softer or harder. Interested?"
Damn that man can move fast, before she knew what was happening, he had jumped the fire and grabbed her and then he rolled on his back and pulled her onto his lap. Then he was kissing and licking and after he figured out how he was sucking on the girls like a starving baby. She guided him and murmured to him when to slow down and when to suck harder. She could feel his excitement under her and if she moved in just the right way, she would have him inside of her.
"Slow down baby, listen to me. I'm going to sit down on you, and you are going to feel a strange feeling. Odds are you are going to cum at first touch. If so that's fine, don't worry about anything but how good you feel. This excitement you're feeling will sort of explode. After that you will feel less stress. You will still want me, but it won't be so out of control crazy. It's a good thing, the out of control crazy, it's exciting to know I can make you that crazy."
Then without using her hands she moved her bits until she could feel him and slowly slid down his shaft. Watching his face, she could see more wonder in his eyes than she could have ever imagined. She went slow, trying to let him enjoy this first time knowing it would end long before either of them wanted it to. She made slow strokes, some deep and some just barely keeping the head in. But watching his face she could see the explosion coming so she sat all the way down, wiggled it as deep as she could and then put her lips on his and said, "relax, let it happen, you're gonna enjoy the hell out of this!"
And boom, he doubled over, nearly pushing her out then he was back on his back with his pelvis trying to climb into her. It was nearly painful when his prick expanded and bumped into the deepest part of her. He quivered and shook, and his hands were holding her ass so tight she figured he would leave bruises. She lightly rubbed her girls all over his face, and after a minute or two he started licking them. Playing with her nipples and gently nipping them. He was never too hard, just naturally teased them. He then pulled her back down so his lips were on hers.
