This is the second chapter of the novel, Guardian. If you have not, please read the first chapter of Guardian. It will help in following the story line.
I self-check, so any mistakes are mine. I am aware of a few I made in Chapter One. Wherever there is the word Ara, it should be AAIB. I do not know at this time if it is possible to make corrections without resubmitting. If it is not possible I may sometime in the future resubmit Chapter One.
All characters sexually involved are eighteen years of age.
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LIVE LARGE!!!
Bocur
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Guardian Ch. 02
Joy giggled, snuggling close as I carried her to the bed, laying her down, her flame red hair fanning out over the comforter.
Straightening, I stepped back to shed my clothes and froze in wonder at the enthralling vision of flawless skin and striking beauty, a perfectly sculpted work of art.
Her large, full, breasts proudly swelled, capped by half dollar sized dark areola, supporting fat, long pink nipples. Wide hips flared from a narrow waist, tapering to long, shapely legs, taut and contoured, rising again to connect with her torso forming a small open triangular space.
Above was her beautiful, hairless pussy, a perfect peach with the gentle swell of the mons, cleft by a large outer labia. Near the top, a large rose-colored clit extended beyond with its svelte hood and pretty swollen pink inner lips peeked through the slit.
She was everything desirable in a woman, a mixture of raw sexuality, poise, grace, innocence, wantonness and beauty beyond imagination.
Perfection exemplified, at least in my opinion.
Coming out of my trance, induced by her magnificence, in record time, I removed my clothes joining her in bed.
I started to kiss my way down her body, stroking as I went, but Joy stopped me.
She urgently pleaded, "Please Master consummate our union. I want to make love to you for hours and we shall, but first we need to bond, our energies to meld. Which can only be accomplished during our shared orgasms."
Spreading her long legs wide, she pulled me between them. I did not resist and my turgid cock found the entrance to her hot, wet chasm, redolent with a sweet musky aroma of arousal. Mewling she thrust her pelvis up and my dick plunged into the volcanic, silky wetness of her pussy.
I pumped in and out of Joy's warm, tight channel, to her moans of pleasure.
As her climax neared, she was surrounded a deep electric blue glow, spreading to envelope me. I quickly reaching a breaking point, one I couldn't delay, and spewing a torrent of sperm as she also peaked.
The blue aura surrounding us deepened to dark cobalt and remained.
For the first time ever I lost conscious from the ecstasy, collapsing on Joy.
I don't know how long I was out, moments or minutes, but was still on top of Joy, her arms around me, when I regained awareness.
I lay between her legs, my shriveled dick brushing her pussy. My torso resting against hers, slightly angled, with my chin on her shoulder and lips against her neck.
I raised up, starting to roll off her, apologizing, "Sorry."
Her arms went around my neck, pulling me closer, wrapping her legs around my waist, holding me in place.
"Nothing to be sorry for Master. You feel so good. You are so good!"
"I'm too heavy to be laying on you."
"Do not worry. Your weight is inconsequential. I'm much stronger than I appear," She assured.
Raising her head, pressing her lips firmly to mine, she passionately kissed me, deeply, tenderly and intensely intimate.
I sucked on her lower lip, nibbling, pulling it, before I broke the kiss expressing, "You are so very beautiful. Thank you Joy, it was wonderful."
I said giving her a gentle kiss, "It is heaven laying here with you, but nature calls and if I don't make it to the commode soon there's going to be a wet mess."
She released her hold answering, "I understand and thank you for our joining. It was my pleasure. I look forward to the next time with great anticipation."
Chuckling, I informed, heading toward the bathroom, "Me too but it will not be anytime soon. Along with frequent bathroom visits, age has considerably lengthened my recovery time."
70+ year old men, even those in good health, require an extended period before performing again, even with the encouragement of a very sexy woman.
After taking care of the pressing kidney business and washing my hands, I looked at myself in the mirror, fat, old and gray.
*What in the world does a beautiful young woman want with me?*
I returned to the bedroom where Joy still reclined, seductively waiting, naked on the bed.
In my opinion a naked woman is the pinnacle beauty and Joy was incomparable.
My will and want was great, but my body was failing. I was tired, much more than usual.
With the auction and my time with Joy, I badly needed rest. In addition to my exhaustion I felt strange. I could not pinpoint what was different but something had changed.
I sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over kissing Joy, stroking her hair with one hand while caressing her fantastic body with the other.
"Beautiful I'd love to continue but am un-able. I'm worn to a nub and feel odd. I could be coming down with something. I need to rest and sleep."
She grabbed my wandering hand, pressing it between her breasts while brushing my cheek with the other.
"Sleep Master. Lay beside me, I hold you will you do. It is alright, you are all right. The peculiar feeling you are experiencing is your transformation working. When you wake I'll be here and your transformation complete."
*Transformation?*
I did not understand what she meant, but exhaustion prevented my questioning.
I stretched out on the bed on my back and she rolled on her side, her head on my shoulder, arm across my chest and leg across mine.
Even with this lovely, desirable woman draped over me, my eyelids weighed heavy and in a few minutes I was out.
When I surfaced again, eyes closed, all my senses were elevated in acute clarity.
I was instantly aware of Joy lying next to me, touching.
I recalled the sphere events and knew with absolute certainty, (no idea how), that it was going on 9 am the next morning.
This by itself was cause for wonder. An early riser from my youth and with age and declining health, even more so. I could not remember the last time I had slept this late, if ever.
An amazing realization registered.