9
Galen sat Lucinda on the edge of the bed and knelt in front of her. Breaking the kiss, he trailed kisses down her jawline to the hollow behind her ear. She moaned as she pulled him closer with her legs. He licked and sucked on her neck as he made his way to the hollow above her breastbone. Pausing once, he looked up at her. "Will you allow me to make up for neglecting you last night?" he asked.
She blushed again and nodded as she held his head between her hands. "How?" she asked.
"Like this," he said and started kissing her breastbone as he made his way further down. He fiddled with the single button that separated her breasts from freedom and when it popped free she gasped slightly. The fabric parted to reveal her small, yet supple breasts. Not hesitating, he took her right nipple into his mouth and suckled it slowly as he twirled his tongue around it. She gasped out a moan and clutched the hair on each side of his head as the nipple hardened against his tongue.
"Ohh, Galen," she moaned when he favored the nipple on her left breast. Finishing hardening that one, he started trailing licks and soft kisses down the pronounced muscles of her taught belly. He circled the belly button once and she gasped out a soft giggle. She still held on to his head and he felt her stiffen slightly as he went to move further down. "Galen, what are you..." She trailed off as he pushed her backward onto the bed and placed his face between her knees.
He raised her dress to reveal her glistening thatch of red pubic hair. He licked his lips before trailing soft kisses along her inner thigh. Releasing the dress, he gently parted her thighs until her calves were around his head and her legs were spread wide open, showing him how excited she was for him. "I've been waiting for this all day," he whispered and he licked at her juices on her right pussy lip.
"Oh," she moaned. "Please don't tease me, Galen," she whined. "I've been so wound up since last night that I can't take it anymore."
"As you wish," he said and dove his tongue deep within her folds. She tasted of musk and lavender and he greedily licked at her opening.
"OH, GODS!" she cried out and started bucking against his face. When he licked up her inner valley and sucked her clit into his mouth, rolling it along his tongue, she exploded in orgasm as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into her core. She was shuddering and whimpering as her hips made a staccato of movements on his face. Finally, she relaxed as he started kissing her inner thighs down to her knees then back up. She was breathing heavily and she started giggling uncontrollably.
He pulled out from beneath her dress and smiled down at her as he stood up. "That good, huh?" he asked.
She nodded through her giggles and Galen couldn't help but smile like a goofy kid at the thought of this tough ass warrior woman giggling like a school girl. She lay there with her breasts exposed, her chest rising and falling as she panted for breath between fits of giggles. When she was finally able to speak, she said, "I'm sorry it was so quick. I guess I was more turned on than I expected."
"You don't have to apologize to me," he said, still standing between her spread legs.
She raised up and started fiddling with his pants. "Your turn," she said huskily. When she finally got them off she gasped again at the size of his rock-hard shaft. "Though, I confess I'm not familiar..." She trailed off.
"I don't mind helping you, if you'll let me," he said. When she nodded, he said, "Let's start off slow. Take it in your hand and grasp it firmly, but gently." He winced slightly when she took hold of it and squeezed just a bit too hard. "A bit softer," he said. "I'm not familiar with swordplay, but think of it like the hilt of a sword. You want to hold it firmly, but not so firm as to be too tense while battling." That, she understood. She immediately let up pressure and just let it settle in her hand. "Good," he said. "Now, slowly, start stroking it from the base to the head."
"Like this?" she asked and he groaned as her hand slid over the ridge of his head and back down.
"Yeah," he moaned. "Just like that."
She stood up, still grasping his shaft and turned them around. She placed a gentle hand on his chest and pushed him down onto the bed. Still stroking him, he pushed him onto his back. "How do I use my mouth?" she asked.
He looked up at her and thought about how to explain. "Remember the meat stick from the market at lunch?" he asked.
"Yes," she blushed. "I was wondering what you were squirming about when I sucked the juices off of the end."
"Now you know," he said with a grin. "Just no biting, obviously."
She giggled. "Oh, no, my lord," she shot him a mischievous grin. "This is a meat stick I want to savor over and over." She placed her lips over the head and suckled slightly.
Galen's hips bucked involuntarily and he exclaimed, "OH, FUCK!" as the warmth of her mouth took him in. Still stroking with her hand she moved her mouth down his shaft sucking on him the whole way. "Fuck, Lucy," he groaned. "That feels amazing."
She only made it halfway down before having to come back up for air. She pulled off of him and, still stroking, used her leftover saliva to coat her hand and circle the head. His body shuddered with the pleasure as he began to tingle all over. "And how does this feel, my lord?" she asked with a playful giggle.
"Fuck, I'm going to explode if you keep that up," he groaned.
"Isn't that the idea, my love?" she said looking down into his eyes with a wicked smile. Before he could answer, she leaned in and licked the tip of his cock. She rolled her tongue around the head with agonizing slowness in a similar fashion to what he had done to her clitoris.
Galen could feel the pressure building and he watched, transfixed, as her tongue glided over the head of his cock while her hands lazily stroked his length. Her eyes never left his as she slowly worked his shaft. Then, she did something he'd never had any woman do in his life. Her hair fell, cascading around her face as she hardened her tongue to a point and tried to stick it in the opening of his cock. He blinked. Her hand sped up slightly as she worked the opening of his shaft with her tongue like she was trying to drill into it. The sight was so comical, yet so incredibly arousing that it immediately sent him over the edge.
Galen's body locked up and the first shot of cum that erupted out of the head of his cock exploded in multiple directions around her tongue. She gasped and pulled back as rope after rope shot up and onto her face. She was so stunned she paused mid-stroke. When she came to grips with what was happening she started laughing as she resumed her strokes. This sent Galen over a second crest as pleasure continued to melt his brain.
When it was over, he lay there panting and moaning. He managed to look up at Lucinda's cum covered face and she was grinning from ear to ear. She was still softly stroking him and surprisingly he was going soft. "That was... fucking... awesome," he panted.
"It's all over my face," she said and laughed. Some of it was in her hair. Some of it was even dripping off of one of her eyelashes. "What do I do?" she asked.
"Grab a towel and wipe it off," he said.
"Do I need to take a bath?" she asked.
Galen couldn't keep from laughing. "Not necessarily," he said and he sat up. She wasn't letting go of his cock so he looked at her. "Gonna keep hold of that thing all night?" he asked with a playful smirk.
"Maybe," she said. "I find I quite like the feel of it in my hand."
That was enough to send blood pumping into it again and her eyes went wide as she felt it surge with blood. "Keep talking like that and you'll not get a wink of sleep tonight," he teased.
