A Pearl of Great Price
Chapter Twenty-eight - Teach Me
San Francisco, Earth
27 August 2263
Selek
There might have been something more stimulating than the last thing she had said to him last night, but he could not imagine what it might be. He could think of nothing else all day. When the meetings were finally over for the day, he had no idea at all what had been agreed on. All he could think of was her smiling face and soft lips.
He quickly changed his clothing and set out for her hotel. Tonight they were going to the curry house around the corner from the hotel again. And then….then. No, he would not think of it now. He would close it off in a corner of his mind and wait. Or else he would explode as soon as she touched him.
She chattered away all through dinner, and he tried to keep up, but it was very difficult. She had on some sort of slinky top that kept moving about, sometimes plastered against her body and other times falling free from her shoulders. He could not figure it out and it was hypnotic.
When they returned to her room, she walked right over to the bed and pulled the covers back. And then she knelt down and removed his shoes and socks, setting them off to the side. One piece at a time, she removed his clothing, leaving him standing there, perfectly nude, while she was still entirely dressed. For some reason, this seemed immensely erotic to him. She touched his shoulders and turned him toward the bed and he went and laid himself down, right in the middle, waiting.
And then she began to remove her own clothing, slowly, piece by piece, hanging each piece up before removing the next. He would die before she finished. And then she was shimmying out of those tiny lacy panties and her lovely brown bottom was moving before his eyes. He would really like to have his hands on that bottom. She turned then, her breasts swinging, and he swallowed, hard. She climbed up onto the bed and knelt down beside him, grinning. And then she began.
Soft little kisses on his face, tiny little nips on the edges and tips of his ears, on the sides of his neck. Her soft tongue in the center of his ear and then her lips sucking on the tip. His breath came in little pants now.
But when she brought his hands to her mouth and began to lick and suck, he groaned and growled and shook, until she laid his hands gently on his chest and smiled, such a lovely smile, and bent to flick his nipples with her tongue, to rub them gently between her teeth. And then she kissed and licked and nibbled her way right down the center of his body while he shook beneath her gentle touches.
She stopped and pushed against the inside of his far leg and he spread himself for her, rolling his hips up to display himself, and she sparkled and glowed at him, sliding over his leg so that she knelt between his legs now, so close. And then she moved, sliding down, laying flat on her stomach, her body touching his legs, her hands holding his thighs, keeping them open, and she dipped her head and licked his scrotum and he groaned and pushed up against her. Her tongue drew patterns on the skin there, caressing his testicles until he growled, loudly. Then she opened her mouth and drew one testicle in, rolling it around in her tongue. He was flame, everywhere, burning, on fire with want of her. She changed sides, tantalizing the other testicle. He rocked his body against her mouth, growling.
She lifted her head from his body and he almost cried out, but she was back again, higher now, her lips soft against his engorged lok, teasing, caressing, tasting. Her tongue swirled around the bulbous head, causing a delirium of sensation. And then she began to swallow him and he bucked up against her mouth, moving hard now, unable to stop, growling constantly at her, as she moved her mouth up and down, her tongue moving around and around. But when she laid her tongue against the bottom of his lok and sucked, he shattered, blasting his hot semen into her mouth. She swallowed and swallowed, the movements continuing to cause him intense pleasure, until eventually he collapsed in total satiation. Slowly, she drew her mouth down his length, until she reached the end, letting it pop out of her mouth with an audible sound.
And then she was laughing in delight, rubbing herself against him. "I did it! Was that good? Did you like it?"
He drew her up his body, spreading her out atop him. "No. I did not like it. It was much too good for that description." Her face had started to fall when he began to speak, but then she was laughing again, kissing him softly, hugging him, touching him. He was not sure how he was going to survive what he intended for the next night. Not sure at all.
