Thank you for the positive response to part one.
Beverly part two
While I got the potatoes and sides ready I watched him through the patio doors. I felt like I should pinch myself just to make sure he wasn't a dream or figment of my vivid imagination. I smiled, dammit he's cute, and though he's an outdoors guy he doesn't look rough and intimidating. The best way to describe him to myself was solid and well put together, his body wasn't massive, but it was certainly tight and strong. When my body had been pressed to him at the front door I couldn't recall finding one flabby or soft part of his body.
I caught myself wondering, will he have a huge dick, will it be as solid as the rest of his body, will he be able to deliver what my neglected kitty longed for? Then I remembered Laura's words about not worrying how big he is, but rather on whether he satisfies me. That's what I would do, wait to see how well he satisfied me, if he's as tender and affectionate in bed as he's been treating me, I'm in for a good screwing. No matter how soft and tender we may start, I was sure I could get him up to full speed and hammering my pussy into the mattress if that's what I wanted.
I looked up from the table as the patio doors slid open, Yngvar had the platter of meat in one hand and the utensils in the other. Setting the plate down he closed the door, put the utensils on the sink and drew me tight to his body. Our kiss was as hot as the food, I pushed my hips into him softly, his hand slid up my side and cupped my left breast, softly molding it, lightly brushing his fingers over the nipple. He broke our kiss, then leaned and kissed my breast through the blouse. Pulling back he stood upright, kissed me and said, "thank you."
I looked at him oddly, "For what?"
"Not wearing a bra. I love your tits Bev, I'm hoping I'll have them in my mouth before the night is over. But now, let's eat. I'm starved and I hate eating cold food that's supposed to be hot. Like you baby, hot."
I put my hand over his and drew it across my chest to the other breast, then whispered, "She was feeling left out. Sit, I'll get the potatoes."
While eating he stared at my chest constantly. Finally he spoke, "Open two more buttons Bev, let me see your breasts."
I thought it an odd request but did so anyway, as the blouse opened he smiled from ear to ear. Looking down I realized he could see not only the small valley between the mounds but the edges of the areolas. Moving my body to one side exposed my nipple, he smiled and groaned when I did that.
Looking at me with lust in his eyes he growled, "Now the other one."
Thinking to myself, "just how far do I want to open the door tonight"? I made an executive decision. I was going to call his bet and raise the ante to see what he would do. If it led to us being in bed rooting around, then so be it, but enough soft stepping, it was time to get busy. Sitting straight I opened all the buttons, stood, jerked the bouse from the waistline and pulled back both sides as I sat. I watched him literally drool, no man had ever drooled over my body, especially my tiny tits as I was used to them being called. He quickly wiped his mouth with a shirt sleeve and stood.
"Bev, you are a cock teasing little slut and I'm just the guy to tame you."
I was initially stunned, then frightened. What had I done? When he reached my side of the table he very gently cupped a bare breast and kissed me. Moving his hand behind my back he slid the other under my legs and lifted me like a feather, just as he had done in the park. Cradled in his arms I linked mine around his neck and cooed into his ear.
"Take me to bed Yng, make me your girl. I need you baby, I need you inside me, deep inside me."
His groan told me everything I needed to know. He was not only in charge he was going to make me his woman, my body shuddered at the thought of being loved and satisfied at the same time. In the bedroom he set me on my feet, removed the blouse and lifted me by the waist until my nipple was next to his mouth. He kissed and sucked the one, then the other. Setting me back on my feet I started to remove my jeans.
Taking my wrists in hand he put them at my side, "Stay still Bev, let me undress you. Let me love you. I won't hurt you in any way, relax, let me take over."
I knew I was experiencing what my sister had talked about, letting a man take control and not be fearful knowing he was going to be affectionate, while at the same time taking me over the edge again and again. The only man who had ever managed to make me climax vaginally was the married guy. I was looking forward to Yngvar making that happen as he slid my panties down, put his hand on my tummy and pushed me back onto the bed. With the lower half of my legs hanging over the edge of the mattress he put his muscular hands under my thighs and lifted them, spreading me wide open in the process.
I felt the labia open and his warm breath on my skin. Yes, yes, and double yes, he was going to eat me. My dreams were coming true in rapid fashion. With his hands holding my legs fully apart he proceeded to lick from bottom to top, flat tongued at first. Quickly it changed to a stiff tongue probing within my vagina an inch or more, I'd read and heard about being tongue fucked, this was heavenly. His tongue then moved up through the labia and rested dead center on my clit. Softly, ever so softly he licked my clit. My hips were undulating, pushing into his face and then the attack began.
Using his fingers he spread the hood of my clit, exposing the hard, blood engorged, marble size love button. Circling it with his lips he sucked and licked fervently. He kept moving around and then looked up.
"Tell me where you like it best Bev."
Ho Lee Shit, a man who doesn't think he knows it all. I reached down with my hand putting the index finger to the right of my clit and rubbed, moving my hand he proceeded in paying attention to my most sensitive spot. Within a minute he had me bucking into his face, my mouth was open, but nothing was coming out, my breasts were a tingling mass of sensations. I grabbed the left nipple and pulled outward, my voice returned as I yelled, "OH FUCK".
Though I was trying to clamp my legs around his head he held me open and continued licking, wave after wave of orgasm ripped through me, never had I felt such massive orgasms. I finally sat up pushing him away.
"No more, oh my God, no more."
He lifted as I clamped my legs together, my body was still shaking, I couldn't seem to catch my breath, my hand was between my legs clamped tight to my pussy. What had this man done to me? I didn't care, I only knew I wanted more. I watched him undress as the final shakes, throbs, and shivers left me sated and out of breath. I was right, his hairy chest barely hid a mass of rippled muscle, his arms were solid, his abs were pronounced and best of all.
