Chapter Two
The pain faded.
I floated through darkness. Nothing was around me and yet everything was also surrounding me. The entire universe was spread out before me. I blinked at that, my chest rising and falling. I breathed though there was no air. I moved yet felt no air rushing across my skin.
I was naked.
For a moment, pain flared on my chest. I rubbed at where the lightning bolt had struck me and saw a strange glyph burned into my skin. It was black and made of three arrows that formed a jagged S. Each arrow had a rounded base and tapered to a sharp point where the next one then began. An electric current passed through me.
"What the fuck?" I asked. "Am I dying? I got hit by fucking lightning. I must be dying. Oh, god, I'm going to see the light."
"You are not dying," the queenly voice said.
I spun in the darkness to find her floating before me. She was naked, her large breasts bobbing as if they were weightless. Her black hair fanned out around her gorgeous face. I swallowed as the powerful ache swelled up to my cock. The woman who had started my throbbing need to cum looked so sexy.
"Protect me, Leo Baldwin," she said and slid her arms around my neck. She pulled me to her.
I gasped at the heat of her naked body pressing on mine. Her large breasts pillowed into my chest. Her nipples poked hard into my flesh. My cock rubbed into her silky pubic hair. I shuddered, feeling the embrace of a woman for the first time. This wasn't a dream. It felt too real. My heart thundered beneath my chest.
I felt hers beating away beneath her breast. Powerful. Pulsing with need.
Her rich, brown eyes captured mine. They held me with their brilliance. The depth of her experience. She was ancient. The ultimate MILF. My hands slid up and down her back as I stared into her eyes.
"Take what I offer you," she moaned, her thighs wrapping around my waist. "Claim it. Claim your destiny, Leo."
"Yes!" I growled, this surge of lust giving me confidence. It was happening. In this strange unreality, I would enjoy my first woman.
I kissed her on the lips. They were plump and warm. They moved against me with such a naughty delight. She tasted sweeter than sugar. Like mythical ambrosia. My cock twitched against her bush. My arms tightened around her. She moaned into the kiss, her lips working on mine.
I was kissing her back. I was holding her. Those large breasts pillowed against my chest. Her nipples poked hard. My hands slid down to grab her rump. I squeezed her ass. I held her tight as she squirmed against me.
Then she shifted her hips. Her pubic hair slid up my cock. I groaned as a wet heat rubbed into the base. Her pussy lips. She wanted me to fuck her. To take her hard. I craved it more than anything in the world. More than anything I had ever wanted.
My first taste of a woman's passion. My first time sliding into pussy. I didn't know what was going on. I didn't care.
I shifted my hips, sliding my cock through her bush. The silky hairs caressed the tip. The heat rushed through me as I nuzzled into the juiciness of her pussy lips. I felt them so wet and ready for me to plunge into her.
