[In this story there is no need to worry about STIs or unwanted pregnancies unless it adds to the story. Although I, Bunny_ears, encourage safe sex ----wear a condom or die (happily)! :D
All people involved in sexual activities are over 18. ]
Edited by Mistress Wykkyd
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CHAPTER ONE: Arri's carriage to heaven
Arri lay silently on the bed of the motel room, anticipating the experience, while Jack got changed in the bathroom. This was going to be her first time. She sat with her arms tucked around herself, nervous as she tried to hide her perfect body under a pillow. Her luscious black curls hung around her face and she smiled when she saw a shadow move across the crack between the bathroom door and the wall.
Jack was taking his time, trying to envision what his and Arri's night would be like. He went to turn off the bathroom light before opening the door but he caught his reflection in the mirror and smiled, he was looking handsome with only his boxers on and he imagined Arri looked just as good.
Jack opened the door without turning off the light, showing off Arri's beautiful body, barely covered by the white lace of her lingerie. Arri looked nervously at Jack's gorgeous body before smiling as the glowing outline of his body got larger when he moved closer. Jack pushed away the pillow before straddling her legs, leaning forward and cupping her face in his hands and kissing her gently.
Arri lost her hesitation and wrapped her arms around Jack's neck; pulling him until he collapsed on top of her. To avoid squashing her, Jack rolled them together so that Arri was on his chest; their lips never parted. Arri's silky lace lingerie brushed against Jack's body and encouraged him to slip a hand between their bodies and cup her breast, which was a large, round double D.
Arri shuddered as Jack fingered her sensitive nipple through the thin, lacy material of her lingerie and pressed closer to him, wanting to feel more and more pleasure as heat bubbled just underneath her skin. When Jack started to move his hand down her body, Arri rolled so he could have better access.
She shuddered when his fingers slid between her legs to stroke softly on the exposed flesh; the lingerie had come with everything except underwear.
When Jack stroked Arri's pussy, the juices that had been slowly building inside of her were freed to create an excellent lubricant as he pushed a finger inside her. He enjoyed watching her twitch and moan beside him. He gradually increased his tempo, putting his experience into the movements and easing another finger into her tight cunt. She shuddered when an orgasm wracked her body and he held her close, their lips still connected while their tongues danced in each other's mouths. Jack knew Arri wouldn't be experienced enough to reach into his pants and grab his cock, so he did, gently stroking it to get ready for her tight little pussy.
Jack knew he would have to take her virginity before taking her ass. Arri didn't seem to realize all he wanted was her tight asshole and moaned against him when he pressed his average cock against her cunt opening. He got the head inside before a large crackling alerted Arri.
Her leg was still wrapped around Jack's hip, the head of his dick throbbing inside of her when she pushed his face away from hers and looked around wildly. "What was that?" Arri asked frantically, carefully not moving her body, "did you hear that Jack?" Arri was looking at the bathroom while Jack looked down her top for the millionth time and started to devour her proud bosom in delight.
"Nah didn't hear anything," he mumbled from between her breasts, "relax Arri, enjoy." He said simply.
Arri did. She sank into the plush pillows as he tickled her breasts with his tongue, his hand stroking her round ass while he stalled pushing the full length of his cock in her tight pussy.
Their pleasure was interrupted by a searing hot pain that sliced down her back. Arri cried out, causing Jack to pull back and remove his throbbing cock with the thought that just that slight penetration was hurting her. But when he looked over her shoulder he saw where the pain was actually coming from. A big, black man with claws and dark, singed looking wings had just clawed Arri's back and she was panting in pain.
The thing had broken the window of their hotel room --ten floors above the ground!?-- and some others that looked like him were floating in the air behind him, blending into the night. Jack immediately rolled, holding onto Arri, off the bed and under, hoping the thing was as stupid as it looked.
When nothing started attacking them Jack figured they were stupid, but then Arri was yanked from his arms and he immediately rolled out from under the bed and up to face the attacker. This was his Arri that they were trying to kill and, no matter how impossible this all seemed, he would protect her.
But Arri wasn't getting attacked. Another winged creature had lifted her into his arms and she had scrambled to collect a sheet around her body. The winged thing held Arri in his arms tenderly and unlike the other creatures his wings and clothes were white, he didn't have claws and he glowed with a radiant light that had the black creatures scrambling to escape. But then the thing started to fly away with his Arri and he shouted after it but then realised that the broken window was fixed again and there was no way anyone would hear him. He turned around to see the room in perfect order. STRANGE, he thought before fainting.
CHAPTER TWO: touch, feel, and heal
When the angelic thing that was holding Arri started to fly higher and higher into the night she realised she must be dreaming, hallucinating or completely lost her mind. So she enjoyed the ride with the angel while he radiated heat to her from his bare, tanned, muscular chest.
When they reached their destination --which happened to be a floating mountain sparkling in the night (go figure! Ha) -- he helped her down and they walked on a marble ground flooded with busy people (or were they angels?).
Arri walked silently in her lacy lingerie, her makeshift skirt dangling around her hips. Some people/angels raised their eyebrows at the angel next to her whose arm was wrapped around her small body in a protective manner. He guided her into something that looked like an infirmary and lay her down on one of the beds. All the other beds were empty and Arri shivered in a lingering cold as pain from the wound in her back drained some blood. The large angel/man--thing, seeing this, tucked his wings behind his back methodically before climbing onto the bed with her, holding her close in his warm embrace.
She knew she was hallucinating so she took advantage of the closeness --as she did in most of her dreams. Arri snuggled up close to him and he tightened his hold on her. She started to work her way up to him mouth when he spoke, "You are drunk, drowsy, injured and tired. You need to rest."
