Better Than A Barbershop…
Note - This is a one shot story connected to my current work: "I Know You're Out There Somewhere" It just came to mind and I just had to write it. It would not go away. It is a little smutty. Just a warning to anyone that might find it offensive.
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Jasmine sat in front of her husband, carefully removing all his braids. Each of the silver beads she removed was placed on the table beside her. She then began to brush out his hair and beard.
Bifur had closed his eyes as she performed all this. She could tell he was enjoying it as he was smiling and every so often would give a soft moan as she ran her fingers through the thick mane of hair on his head.
Jasmine had to admit she was feeling something herself as she touched him. This had started out as an attempt to neaten his appearance for the opening of his toy store, but it seemed to be turning into something much more sensual for both of them.
As Jasmine stood up to continue her brushing, Bifur reached out to give her rear end a little squeeze. She closed her eyes sighing quietly. Then he slowly undid the three buttons holding her skirt up…letting it drop onto the floor.
She didn't stop him.
Caressing her rear again, Bifur slid his hands under the edge of her half-slip and bloomers, lowering them to the floor as well.
Again she didn't stop him. Giving another sigh, she stepped out of her garments freeing both legs.
Placing his hands on her bare skin, he pulled Jasmine towards him. Softly kissing the skin of her stomach, he moved his lips slowly down to just above her pelvis, He then ran his hands up and down each butt cheek.
She couldn't stop from whispering his name. "Bifur!"
As he continued to kiss her abdomen, he also slid one of his hands between her thighs. Spreading her legs open for him, Jasmine was already wet where he touched her. Her breathing quickened as his fingers brushed against her making her moan even louder. It also made her drop the hairbrush she had been gripping onto the rug below.
Unable to contain herself any longer, she undid his trousers and began to pull them off. He lifted his butt to make them easier to remove.
Straddling his lap, she reached between their bodies, grasping his member before gently moving her hands up and down his hardened length.
Moaning, Bifur couldn't keep from lifting his butt off the chair as she stroked him. His groans became louder as Jasmine positioned herself before sliding onto his shaft. Both of them made an audible gasp as she did.
Putting his hands on either side of her hips to keep her steady, Bifur thrusted his pelvis upward, breathing heavily with each stroke.
Jasmine arched her back letting Bifur's fingers drift down her body from just below her breasts to the blonde curls covering her pubic area.
Wanting to feel more of her husband's touch, Jasmine removed her blouse and breast bindings for him. He immediately buried his face between them, kissing and suckling each one. The noises she began to make almost sounded like mewling.
Craving the feel of his skin against hers, Bifur finally removed his tunic tossing it behind him. The heat that radiated from both of them was overwhelming. Feeling the need to pay him back, she nibbled and sucked the nipples on his chest as he made 'Ah...Ah...Ah' noises with each little nip she gave him.
Bifur felt like he was losing his mind with the waves of pleasure washing over him. He groaned louder, thrusting even harder and quicker into her. He repeated her name with each push.
"Jasmine! Jasmine!"
"Ubzar Bifur! Ubzar!" she moaned back.
Finally feeling he was about to explode, he moaned out, "I…love…you! – punctuating each word with a thrust.
As he poured his essence into her, she cried out clutching his groin tightly to her. The tingling sensation it produced was almost too much.
Collapsing against his chest, she couldn't keep her body from shaking, his erection still throbbing within her walls.
"Glory hallelujah!" she groaned resting her forehead against his shoulder.
Still breathing hard from his efforts, Bifur laid his head on her breasts. "I can still feel you, love."
Smiling slightly as she tried to steady her breathing, she said, "That's because you are still inside me."
"Mahal!" he groaned. He lowered his fingers down to feel for himself. Touching the hot skin encircling his still swollen member, he felt her squeeze him tightly.
"Amrâlimê, you still have me held in your embrace."
"I know." She whispered. I don't want to release you just yet. Feeling you inside me is still pleasuring me greatly."
He had to admit, he was also gaining a great deal of pleasure from the experience. Having rubbed the skin where they were joined caused his erection to return. He couldn't stop moving around inside of her causing both of them to moan and shiver.
Jasmine continued to hold him tightly, making Bifur continue to moan.
"Mahal…what are you doing to me?"
Unable to take anymore, Bifur put his arms under her hips lifting her up briefly before laying her gently on the floor, never breaking their connection.
Wrapping his arms under the bend of each leg, he angled her backside up as he knelt between them and began to thrust into her.
"OH…MY…GOD!" she shouted, her moans growing louder with each push. Placing one hand on his shoulder for support, she wrapped the other around his shaft as he slid in and out of her.
Unable to contain himself, Bifur shouted out in Khuzdul, "Men zirikh menu! Men arukh menu Jasmine!"
It didn't take long for both of them to find their release the second time.
Completely exhausted, Bifur collapsed onto Jasmine, both of them panting and sweating from their love making.
"I…don't think…I've…ever felt anything like that before." She sighed.
"Don't...think...I ever have...either," he panted. "Mahal! I'm still shakin."
Emitting a soft sigh, Jasmine gazed into her husband's smiling eyes. "I never finished caring for your hair and beard, but I'm absolutely exhausted. Do you think I can take care of it in the morning?"
Reaching out his hand, he caressed her face, "I don't see why not. It's been a while since I slept without any of my jewelry. It might feel interestin."
Jasmine sighed again resting her head on his chest. She smiled listening to the beating of his heart knowing it might be awhile before either of them would be able to stand and actually make it into their bed.
And that was perfectly fine with her…
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Khuzdul - Ubzar
English - Deeper
Khuzdul - Men zirikh menu!
English - I want you!
Khuzdul - Men arukh menu!
English - I need you!