Tasting Her

Ray sat in the tub in deep thought. She couldn't stop her heart from beating loudly in her ears. What was she supposed to do? Zack had made it perfectly clear that they were about to cross that line. Her face ran hot. What if she did something wrong that would make him never want to do it again? Or what if he hated her after because it wasn't up to his standards? Realistically, she knew he didn't have any since he had never done anything of the sort before but still. She wanted to be perfect for him. The blowjob was easier because of the tips Sam gave her. Sam! She would know what to do in this situation. After all, she had been alive longer and knew what she was doing. She reached over the tub's edge and picked up the phone. Dialing her number, she waited but a moment.

"-ello?"

"Sam?" Ray asked softly.

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay?"

Sam cracked an eye open. "Yeah, I guess I fell asleep getting my tattoo."

Ray sweatdropped. "Sam." She sighed.

"What? I've had them done before. This is no different than any other time. Now, what can I do for you Ray-Ray?" She yawned while rolling her head around.

Ray took a deep breath. "I think Zack wants to cross that line and I'm nervous."

Sam chuckled lowly into the phone. "Ray-Ray, we've gone over this. You know what to fucking do. Just relax. Let your body do what it's going to do. The more you fight the more it's going to get embarrassing. He's going to be on the same level as you are. You have nothing to worry about." She explained rolling her neck.

"But what if I do something that will make him hate me?" Ray asked softly.

"You won't. I promise you. You're both damn near the oldest virgins I have ever known but trust me. It's not going to be bad. Let yourself feel the pleasure. Don't be in a rush. Just ride the wave. Who knows, something amazing may come from it." Sam yawned again.

"Is that what you do with Roman?" Ray asked biting her lip.

"Nah, I make him do it. And once he has, I rub it in his face how easy it is to make him cum. He's such a dickhead." She chuckled. "In the past, I have though. It's an empowering feeling to know that he can only cum from you. Take that confidence into this. You got it."

"Okay, I'm going to do my best." Ray nodded.

"Tell me the details tomorrow. We got another big party coming in tomorrow night. You've been requested but I haven't checked these guys out yet so I'll be doing that tonight." Sam sighed closing her eyes.

"What tattoo are you getting?" she asked.

"Angel of Slaughter on my upper shoulders."

"I can't wait to see it."

"Of course." Her eyes closed back into sleep. "Hey, by the way, did Zack-kun tell you that I had an update?"

"No…," she thought to see if he did or didn't.

Sam rolled her eyes. "Men." She shook her head. "Well, I finally found the hoe. And get this, she's looking for your man. Something about wanting to reconnect. I guess she saw you two on the news and thought she could find you."

Ray's eyes widened. "Really? She wants to reconnect?"

Sam half shrugged. "Fuck if I know whether she really means it but that's what the ad says."

"That's a lot to think about." Ray sighed.

"Look, I'll deal with her personally. You relax. Zack-kun and I will handle her."

"What do you mean?"

"All in good time Ray-Ray."

"Hey, come on Sam."

"Relax Ray-Ray, things will come to light soon."

"Okay, fine."

"Don't be mad. I promise everything's gonna be okay."

"Thanks, Sam."

"Anytime Ray-Ray. Enjoy yourself." She hung up. Turning to her tattoo artist, she smirked. "Kids these days." Her head fell back onto the seat for her to get back to sleep.

The tattoo artist nodded in agreement with a soft chuckle of his own. "I hear you."

Ray dropped the phone before standing to scrub herself. Sam was right. Just let things flow. No one can normally control themselves through sex as it was. She was sure she was going to make a lot of embarrassing faces and say some things that she would never usually say but that was part of growing up. All the books she had read on it had expressed that things would be weird. Sounds would be strange but as long as the partners were okay with it, things would be okay. He would say some things as well. A deep sigh escaped her as she rinsed herself. Grabbing a towel, she dried off to the sound of her heart racing in her ears. Taking slow steps from the bathroom, she walked quietly to his room. There he sat on his bed with a glossy look in his eyes at the TV.

"Zack, are you okay?" She asked in a low voice.

"Hm? Oh, I'm fine." He rubbed his face to snap out of his sleepy stupor. Patting the bed, he sat up to allow her to sit. "Come sit, Ray."

Ray walked over to the bed and plopped down. The scent of her soap filled the area and she watched Zack take a deep whiff of it. His eyes gleamed in delight at it. She wondered if he knew that she could visibly see if he liked it or not. "Yes, Zack?"

He placed his hand on her hair. "Ray?"

She looked up at him.

His other hand grabbed her jaw. "Just what the fuck do you think you were doing prancing around in front of that bastard looking all sexed up huh?"

Ray sighed. "Zack that was for you."

"For me?! No, the hell it wasn't! That fucker was practically undressing what little you had on before my very eyes. I wanted to gouge his eyeballs out." Zack yelled.

"You should have told me and I would have." She spoke calmly.

"What! NO! Damn Ray, you're missing the fucking point. I didn't want that damn bastard to get to see you like that." Zack hissed letting her go. "He saw that bitch enough like that. He didn't deserve to see you like that." He crossed his arms and continued to mutter profanities about the said bastard. All he could think about was how she sat on his lap. And that little string barely covered her lady bits. He hissed at the thought of that bastard getting an erection for his brat.

Ray smiled softly. He was jealous. God, he was so cute when he was jealous. "Zack," she called.

Zack looked down at her with a frown.

"You don't have to be mad okay? I wore it for you. I put on a show for you. I don't care what he said or didn't say. It was all about you. I liked the way you did look at me. It made me want to sit on your lap and do pleasurable things."

Zack turned away, his face red. "Fuck it."

Ray peaked around at his face. "Zack?"

"Stand up."

Ray stood up from the bed.

"Drop the towel."

She dropped it onto the floor.

Zack laid on his back. "Come here." He ordered.

Her feet carried her to the bed where she moved to lay next to him.

He stopped her. "No. Sit here." His finger pointed to his red face.

Ray went red. "Huh?"

"Just fucking sit here, damn!" He yelled, his face getting brighter. It was already embarrassing and she was acting as though she was fucking deaf.

Ray slowly climbed onto his face. She didn't weigh a lot as it was but she didn't want to suffocate him. Her hands held onto the headboard. There was nothing for a moment. She wondered if he was okay. Just as she was about to ask, something touched the inside of her thigh. Jumping back in surprise, she moved off his face and onto his chest.

"Zack? What are you doing?" she asked panting in surprise.

"Isn't it obvious? Now get back up there." He frowned.

Ray did as she was told and did sit on his face once more. He continued to kiss both of her inside thighs sweetly till he kissed her clit. She moaned softly. His tongue began to stroke her insides softly. Soft moans escaped her as she slowly started to grind on his face. His confidence seemed to skyrocket as he continued to lick her skillfully. Her moans increased as he once again found her clit. She bucked against him as he sucked it softly. He wrapped his arms around her thighs to keep her from running from his tongue.

"Zack," she moaned softly.

He couldn't help but get turned on by her moaning his name like that. It did something to his insides for her to call his name like that. She swirled her hips with his tongue. The way she tasted was something he would never forget. His pants seemed to get tighter the more she continued to moan loudly. His fingers moved to the clit as she swirled it in a slow circle.

"Zack, Zack, Zack…" she called as her insides tightened up.

He continued to lick, finding the side that the clitoris most responded to. She moaned louder and bucked faster as he stayed there. His tongue had gotten a cramp but based on her movements she was almost there. It only took a few more licks and a quicker swirl before she was moaning his name in one continuous moan while panting. His mouth was suddenly filled with her juices and he swallowed all of it. There was not a drop wasted from her orgasm. It wasn't gross but it was warm, like drinking warm water. She was panting while leaning on the headboard to catch her breath. Once she felt like she could get enough oxygen, she got off of him and replaced those lips with another pair. Her taste filled her mouth as she kissed him deeply. Getting on top of his erection, she let her hips grind against him while tasting his tongue.

"Ray," he moaned.

"Zack," She replied kissing down his neck. Her hand reached into his pants to stroke him. The other was undoing his bandages from his neck.

"Stop, I'm gonna…"

"It's okay, go ahead." She whispered under his chin.

"Ray…"

She stroked him faster, letting her thumb rub across the head. "I love you, Zack."

He came in her hand but she didn't stop stroking him causing him to shiver from his orgasm. Pushing her off of him, he climbed on top of her and thrust his hips into her hand before it was against her leaking core. Both were lost in the troughs of passion and lust. He didn't penetrate her but he didn't lose momentum on her clit.

"Fuck Ray," he moaned thrusting harder. "I'm gonna cum again."

"Zack," she moaned. "Me too. You keep hitting that spot on my clit." She hissed wrapping her arms around his neck.

He leaned down and kissed her deeply as he cam once more this time on her vagina. She let out her juices to pool under her as he panted in her ear. She let out her own pants as he fell onto her softly.

"I'm at my limit."

"Limit for what?" she panted.

"Next time I don't think I can hold off actually putting it inside of you." He answered, his face still in her neck.

"I'm ready when you are." She whispered letting her fingers caress his face.

He sighed out as he got comfortable against her. "Stay here." He sighed.

"I can't move anyway." She giggled.

"I think I'm bleeding onto you." He sighed.

"No that's me, sorry. I guess I'm still turned on."

He looked up at her for a moment.

She stared at him in confusion.

He placed his head back into her neck. "This is gonna be fucking fun."

Ray kissed his forehead. "Zack you are the love of my life."

"So you keep telling me, Ray."

"That's cause I mean it. I mean it wholeheartedly. You are the most important man in my world. And even if we never go further than me just being your brat, I'll die a happy death."

Zack sighed. "I think we went way past the fucking line of you just being my brat."

"So do you want to start a family?"

He shrugged. "The hell would I know. Shit, I wonder would I be a good dad."

"You would be a great dad Zack." She nodded. "Imagine a little you running around here with your scythe."

"Mm, that's something to sleep on." He sighed closing his eyes in sleep.