I know I haven't updated for a long time and I thoroughly apologize. I don't have a good excuse really, I just haven't felt like writing but my secretary (Sarah, aww yeah!) gave me inspiration for what to do next so thank her.
WARNING: HEAVY LEMON ALERT! Do not squirt the following material in your eye! For it would hurt like a bitch! All underage persons must promise not to tell their parents what they are about to read! Ha, thought I was going to tell you off eh? Nope! But I thought I'd warn you guys anyway in case you don't care for that kind of thing. My story really earns it's R rating here this chapter, last chance to turn back! (but please don't) Enjoy, teehee.
Disclaimer: No I don't own any of the rights to the SSX series, though I do own this idea.
(nudge nudge wink wink SAY NO MORE!)
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The next day, Zoe did not even want to leave the bus. She and Psymon slept late, then played poker through the afternoon. For the most part Zoe succeeded in not letting Moby enter her thoughts, though she felt extreme guilt whenever she looked at her boyfriend. Psymon had inevitably sensed that something was wrong though and finally by the evening he could not take it anymore.
Standing up from the couch he walked over to where Zoe was sitting, pulled her up and led her into his bedroom.
"Psymon wha-?" Zoe started but Psymon silenced her with a kiss.
"Lay down, I'm going to help you relax." he told her.
Curious as to his intent Zoe lay down on his bed. Psymon pulled open the drawer on the nightstand and pulled out a long green faux feather. With a wicked smirk he crawled next to her on the bed and sat cross-legged.
"Close your eyes." he said softly. Zoe raised an eyebrow but did as she was asked.
After a few seconds she felt the slightest tingling sensation across her collar bone. Smiling to herself Zoe craned her neck to allow the feather more access to her neck. Psymon slowly moved the feather up her cheek and trailed it ever so lightly over Zoe's face. Brushing it literally feather-soft along her lips and followed it with a soft kiss. Zoe kissed him back readily.
Pulling away Psymon slid his hands down to the hem of Zoe's shirt and slowly helped her out of it, revealing a black lacy bra. Throwing the offending clothing to the other side of the room, he picked up the feather again and brushed it over her stomach. Zoe squealed in response. Chuckling Psymon dragged the fine hair over her sides and circled her belly-button. Zoe squirmed around trying to draw breath through her laughter.
Relenting from torturing his prey (for the moment) he led the feather upwards between her breasts, all the way up her neck to her chin. Zoe shuddered as Psymon followed the feather's path with his tongue and ended the trail with a kiss. He then reversed the path going downwards with the feather ever so slowly to end at her belly-button once more. This time following it with kisses. Zoe's body was quivering as Psymon turned her on so easily. She never knew he could be quite so romantic.
Setting the feather aside again, he slid his hands up her sides to curve under her and undo her bra clasp. After removing her black lacy bra, Psymon stared down at Zoe seductively. Zoe smiled up at him.
"Tease." he muttered. Zoe giggled.
Retaining use of the long soft hairs he stroked them over her sensitive flesh in slow circles. Zoe drew a sharp intake of breath as the wicked strokes caused her nipples to harden. Even more so when Psymon decided to use his tongue once again instead of the feather. At a torturing leisurely pace Psymon swirled his tongue over a breast and caught the nipple in his mouth and began to suckle it. Zoe almost cried out as he lightly sucked and nibbled her sensitive mound. After what seemed an eternity to the now very hot Zoe Payne, Psymon pulled away. Zoe watched through half-lidded eyes as Psymon began to unbuckle her jeans. He drew her jeans off her legs and flung them across the room, to land next to her shirt.
Zoe closed her eyes and was pleased to feel the ticklish sensation of the feather begin to caress her ankles. She felt it slide upwards and giggled as it moved over her thighs. Dipping it in between her thighs rewarded Psymon with a lust-filled shriek from his lover. Smirking he drew it back down over the other leg.
"Roll over." Psymon whispered to her raggedly. Zoe practically threw herself onto her stomach. Zoe had to press her face into the pillow to stifle her shrieks of laughter as Psymon repeated the feather process along her legs once more. Continuing upwards he drew it across her back which turned out to be the most ticklish. Zoe squirmed more than ever when he tickled her sides. He finally set the feather aside after thoroughly combing her back and shoulders with it. Psymon then scooted up and straddled Zoe's waist.
"Relaxed yet?" Psymon asked softly as he began to give her a back rub. Zoe could only nod slightly and sigh in bliss.
Psymon is really good at back rubs, was the only thought that went through Zoe's head. After a time, she felt Psymon get off her and made to raise herself up but he gently pushed her back down.
"I'm not done yet baby."
"Oh good." Zoe answered.
Zoe suddenly felt something cool and almost liquid like move up her leg. Moving her head so she could see what he was doing, Zoe saw that Psymon was blowing on her body. The sight turned her on even more. How was it possible that one person could be tickled and so consumed with desire at the same time? All Zoe knew was that heat began to gather in her nether regions as Psymon blew across her back. Without even waiting for him to tell her Zoe rolled over onto her back, so he could do her front.
Psymon reveled in the look of lust on his girlfriend's heated face as he looked down at her. One whimper from her was all it took to get him to continue his ministrations. He lightly blew over her stomach and up between her breasts and finally along her face. He moved along her collar bone, up her neck and finished with softly blowing in her ear. Zoe's body was quivering and she couldn't remember ever being so hot in all her life. Opening her eyes she panted up at Psymon.
"Please." she was reduced to begging but she didn't care at the moment. Psymon placed a kiss to her lips and complied with sliding down her body to pull off her black lacy thong. Planting himself between Zoe's thighs Psymon blew in the junction between her legs before plunging his tongue inside her. Zoe screamed as he licked the insides of her walls with his hot, velvety tongue. Psymon curled his hands around her thighs to hold her steady. Zoe was thrashing back and forth while making soft mewling noises, and it was driving Psymon crazy. Zoe cried out loudly as Psymon's slick appendage found her G-spot and he began to tongue-fuck her.
Zoe grabbed a fist full of bed-sheets as Psymon's hot tongue finally took her over the edge, and she screamed as her orgasm rocked her small body. Psymon kept his mouth on her entrance the entire time to make sure he got all her juices. Zoe stared up at the red ceiling in a daze while trying to control her ragged breathing. Psymon sat up and licked his lips. He crawled back up her body to give her a hungry kiss and let her taste herself.
"My turn." Zoe told him as they parted and sat up while pushing Psymon on his back. Pulling off his shirt she found the feather and brushed his chest with it. Psymon tried to wriggle away from it but Zoe straddled him.
"Hey I don't like that thing much baby." Zoe would do anything he asked her when he called her 'baby'. Abandoning the feather without remorse Zoe leaned down and blew on her lover's chest. Glancing up at his face, she knew she had found what he liked. Continuing up she blew over his neck and in his ear as well before going to his mouth for a long kiss. As their tongues danced Zoe undid Psymon's pants, then pulled away and slid down his body; effectively removing the jeans. His flame boxers followed the jeans within seconds.
"Hey, I gave you a lot more attention than that." Psymon mock pouted. Zoe suddenly, for some reason, remembered what happened the night before and got an unreadable look on her face. Psymon sat up quickly and wrapped his arms around her.
"I'm just fucking around Zoe. I wanted to pleasure you that long, you don't have to return the favor." Zoe buried her face in his shoulder. This act alone was enough proof that something was bothering his girlfriend. He just held her close and kissed her neck gently. After a few moments Zoe forced those thoughts from her head, regaining herself and pulled out of his embrace. With a smirk on her face once more Zoe asked-
"Do you want the blow-job or not?"
Psymon immediately threw himself backwards onto the bed. Zoe laughed loudly with a 'thought so' look on her face. Zoe settled herself comfortably between her boyfriend's legs, before using Psymon's tactic of blowing on him before licking up his shaft. Psymon's intake of breath was even more extreme than hers was as she started licking up and down along his hard length. Psymon was practically just a fleshy puddle, hers do with whatever she wished. Zoe loved that thought.
"More." Psymon groaned.
Zoe obliged him with taking his cock into her hot mouth. Psymon groaned loudly and tangled his hands in the bed sheets. The lovers repeated the same gestures, Zoe loved that about them. Focusing her attention back to the matter at hand, she started sucking hard on his hard cock. She purposefully made suckling noises as she moved along his length and swirled her tongue around his velvety tip, she knew it turned him on. Zoe was rewarded with a characteristic, "Sweet Mercy Mayhem!". Grinning like the Cheshire cat she really began to suck hard and finally deep-throated his cock.
Not too long after Psymon started thrashing and then groaned again louder than ever as he emptied himself into Zoe's mouth. Giving him one last good suck she released him and sat up, licking her lips much like he had done with her. Psymon came down to earth with a thud when Zoe lay down on top of him and started nibbling his ear. In return he kissed and nuzzled her neck.
"Now we're even... Are you ready yet? Or do you need a few more minutes?" Zoe murmured in his ear. Psymon answered by rolling them over so he was on top and positioned himself in between her legs. Zoe wrapped her legs around Psymon's waist as he plunged into her. Zoe threw her head back and arched up to meet his every thrust with her own. Zoe was practically purring. Psymon lowered his head to the junction of her neck and shoulder as he pounded into her. Zoe soon started to moan and murmur incoherent words as their pace increased. She dug her nails into his back and hung on as Psymon practically fucker her senseless.
Finally, after his hardest thrust yet Zoe's mind exploded along with her body and she saw stars. The look on her face as she experienced her orgasm combined with the contracting of her tight walls on his cock was enough to send Psymon over the edge with her. He cried out as he exploded inside her. Wanting to prolong the pleasure as long as possible Psymon continued to thrust into Zoe a few more times after their consecutive orgasms. Finally spent he pulled himself out of her pussy and fell on the bed next to her.
Zoe turned on her side and they stared at each other dazed and dreamy for a few minutes. Psymon yanked up the blanket once their bodies had cooled down and he pulled Zoe to him. He gave her a polar-bear kiss and wrapped his arms around her tightly. Zoe sighed and snuggled into his warmth.
"Mmm....*yawn*....goodnight sweetheart." Zoe said and kissed him once. Psymon nuzzled her affectionately.
"Goodnight baby."
Minutes later they were both sound asleep, wrapped around each other.
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Awww.....Woo-hoo! My first lemon! Well a complete one anyway, the thing with Moby is only a slight lime or something, this is my first real lemon, EVER! What did you guys think? Any good? Please leave me a review and tell me what you thought (especially you Sarah of Naughty Ham).
love you guys!
elvenangel
