I sat on the porch of the cabin in my white sundress watching the waves lap at the sand in the full moonlight. I smiled as I saw a fish jump out of the water, landing back with a splash. I felt something drop around my shoulders and looked over to see a blanket had been draped around my shoulders. I looked up and saw Akisame standing behind me.
"You'll catch a cold like that," he said. I smiled and turned to him, wrapping my arms around his waist.
"Then you'll just have to nurse me back to health again," I said. He smiled and tilted my head up.
"Of course, darling," he said tenderly, "anything for you." I sighed and rested my head on his chest. His hand came up and he carded his fingers through my hair.
"Walk with me," I said, discarding the blanket on the rail and taking his hand.
"Okay," he said, following me out to the water's edge. We strolled hand in hand for a while, chatting about nothing.
I dropped his hand and ran ahead into a swarm of seagulls that were picking apart a dead fish that had washed up on the beach. I laughed as they let out shrill cries of anger and flew away. Akisame chuckled behind me, stopping to watch me. I beamed at him, laughter still bubbling out of my throat, my eyes alight with joy.
I ran back to him, the wind whipping my hair back and making the skirt of my dress fly out behind me. Akisame held out his arms and I ran easily into them, his hands wrapping around my waist and lifting me up into the air. I giggled and gripped his shoulders, smiling when he pulled me against his body, my hips against his stomach and my breast under his chin. He looked up at me, an adoring smile on his lips. I moved my hands behind his head, stroking his black hair. His arm shifted under my butt while his one hand moved up my back.
"I love you," he said, reverently. I looked down at him in surprise. We had been together for a while now, but hadn't confessed our feelings to each other like this. I had been fine with it, knowing that while we were close and enjoyed each other's company, love wasn't something that just happened right when you got together with someone. My expression softened and I cupped his cheeks.
"I love you, too," I said, ducking my head down and kissing him. He sighed and tilted his head, running his tongue along my bottom lip. I opened my mouth to him, moaning softly. He pulled back, sucking on my bottom lip.
"Make love to me," I requested. "Here, on the beach." His eyes darkened and he gently set me on my feet, racing off for a moment and returning with the blanket I had discarded. He spread it out on the sand, just out of reach of the tide and lay me on it, covering me with his body.
His hands came up and tugged the top of my sundress down, exposing my breast. I hadn't worn a bra since I would be going to be going to bed soon.
He moaned and bent down, gently kissing my neck. I whined and slid my hands inside his kimono, running them along his muscled back. He trailed his fingers along my sides, sending shivers up my spine.
I tilted my head back, giving him better access to my throat. He nipped at my shoulder, sucking the skin.
"Akisame," I breathed, untying his pants and pushing them off his hips. His manhood sprang free, deliciously hard and wet, trailing precum on the inside of my thigh. I reached down, grabbing the hard shaft and stroking it, letting the wetness smear across my palm, before I lifted it to my face. I locked my eyes with his and licked the salty fluid from my skin, moaning at the heady taste.
Akisame groaned and thrust his hips, pushing his cock against the skin of my leg. He cupped my breast in his hand, circling the nipple with his thumb. He ducked down, sticking out his tongue and mimicking the path his finger had taken across my breast. He sucked the beaded nipple into his mouth, scraping it with his teeth, then pulled away, watching as saliva trailed down my breast.
One thing about Akisame that always struck me, was that despite being a very neat man, and liking things clean and tidy, nothing excited him more than when sex got messy. He loved kissing me wetly, pulling away so a string of salvia connected our lips, then letting it snap so it fell on my chin. He would smear his fluids on my thighs while brushing his stomach over my swollen and dripping sex, bathing his skin in my juices.
His favorite thing to do was fill me full of his seed, pumping load after copious load into me then pulling out and slamming back in so it was forced out and down my buttocks and thighs. He hated when I made him use a condom so he couldn't do this.
I giggled at this thought, which caused him to look up at me, curiously.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"I was just thinking how you love to get messy during sex," I replied. He grinned and leaned forward, his lips brushing over my ear. He nipped at the lobe before trailing the tip of his tongue over the shell.
"Nothing turns me on more than to see you completely disheveled," he whispered in my ear. "I love seeing you covered in my marks, your lips wet with my saliva, your nipples glistening with it, my seed seeping out of your thoroughly ravished hole. I love smearing your juices on my skin, painting your thighs with my fluids, making sure you remember what we've done.
I watch you the day after we make love, watch you squirm and wince, watch you make careful steps around the room and I want to take you again, bury myself in you so that you cry out and beg me. I want to keep going until you cannot walk so I can carry you in my arms, cradled against my chest.
I want to make you ripe with my child, watch you kiss my babe and cradle them, nurse them. Then take you in the bedroom and impale you on me, over and over again, until your breast leak the same milk you feed my child. I want to suckle at your breast and taste your milk as I fill you with more of my seed, impregnating you again."
I felt my panties become soaked in my fluids as I listened to Akisame's passionate words, growled in my ear as he rubbed his manhood against my skin. I sought his lips, kissing him hotly, twining his tongue with mine. He pulled away, letting his tongue hang out as he ran it down my chin and throat.
He moved between my legs, pressing his nose against my sopping panties and inhaling my scent. He lapped at the wet fabric, then sealed his mouth over it, sucking. I screamed, arching my back and weaving my fingers in his hair. He hissed in mild pain then took my panties in his teeth, pulling them down my legs and off my body. He quickly moved back between my legs, burying his tongue in my dripping hole.
I cried out, trashing wildly on the blanket as Akisame use his tongue to penetrate me. I clawed at his shoulders, desperate for him to fill me with more than just his tongue. I sat up, pushing him on his back and climbing on top of him. He allowed this, curious to see what I would do.
I sucked harshly on his collarbone, making sure to leave marks on his skin. I pulled off the last of his clothes, tossing them aside, then removed my own and sent them into the same pile with his. I licked his nipples, worrying them gently with my teeth, watching as he tossed his head back and groaned. I moved down, tracing the lines of his muscles with my tongue, stopping to suck on the skin. My breast brushed over his shaft, precum painting them like it had my thighs. I cupped my breast, pushing them together and letting his hardness slide between them.
He howled in pleasure and thrust his hips, a spurt of precum landing on my neck. I kissed his hipbones, nipping at them, then moving to his public bone, sucking on the skin there, making sure to mark it.
"No more," Akisame groaned. "I need to be inside you." I ignored him, continuing to press my breast around his manhood. I tilted my chin down and lapped at the head of his shaft. I sucked the tip into my mouth, purring around it.
Akisame sat up, growling and grabbed me, flipping me into the air and catching my hips before pulling them up to his face, my legs on either side of his shoulders. I collapsed on his chest with an 'omph!'. His long tongue filled me, his one hand holding my hips in place while the other slid into my hole around his tongue. I tried to reach his manhood with my mouth, but he was too tall for it to be possible. I reached out, gripping the rigid flesh and stroking it. I used my other hand to cup his testicles, rolling them in my palm.
I felt him nip at one of my swollen lips, panting.
"You taste so rich," he moaned, "so sweet, sweeter than the ripest fruit. I could get drunk off your taste."
"I want to taste you," I whined. Akisame planted his feet on the ground and arched his hips so I could reach him, taking the head of his shaft into my mouth and sucking on it. I twirled my tongue around him, sucking him down as far as I could and caressing what I couldn't swallow. I felt my orgasm build and tore my mouth away from his flesh so I wouldn't accidently bite him. My orgasm washed over me and I felt my fluids drip out of my hole and down his fingers. He lifted me up and turned me around, dropping me on his lap. His hardness rubbed against my over sensitized sex, but my attention was on his face.
My fluid glazed his lips, making them glisten in the moonlight. More was smeared on his cheek and more still coated his hand. He locked his pale eyes with mine in such a way that I could break his gaze. He licked his lip obscenely, then brought his hand up and sucked on his fingers. His tongue laved his digits, seeking out any trace of my juices and collecting them. When he was done, he moved forward, his tongue slipping out of his lips and into my mouth, sharing the taste. He grabbed my hips as we kissed and slid his thick phallus into my heat. I tore my mouth from his and cried out, digging my nails into his shoulders. I was stretched almost to my limit. Akisame was swollen with pent up arousal, making his already thick shaft, even thicker.
He lifted me up so that only the head remained inside me and dropped me back down. I screamed, wrapping my arms around his torso and digging my nails into the skin of his back. He snarled like a rabid animal and impaled me again, his teeth finding my shoulder.
"Aki-sameeeee," I wailed, my hole clenching around him.
"Yesssss," he growled, piercing me again. His hands came around and gripped my full bottom, feeling the flesh shake with the force of his thrusts. My breast bounced and Akisame bent over and pressed his face into them, his hot pants against the tender flesh making me shudder.
The tip of his shaft brushed against my cervix, heightening my pleasure even more, making me cry out. My nails raked over his back, blood bubbling to the surface in their wake. Akisame hissed in pain and his tongue came out to lap the sweat from my breast.
"More," I pleaded. "Need more…so….close…god…harder…fuck…yes…"
Akisame pushed me back on the blanket, his hips pistoning against mine, his face still pressed against my chest. He groaned against my skin, sucking it into his mouth. I pulled him up and kissed him, using my tongue to mimic the movement of our hips. He pulled away, his saliva coating my lips. His mouth was a hairs breadth away from mine.
"So…tight…" he growled. "So…perfect…yes…milk me…make me…fill you…"
I pushed back, trying to meet his thrusts with my own, but as we got closer to climax our rhythm faltered. He shifted his hips, his thick cock scraping along my walls, pressing in all the right places. I screamed, calling his name out to the night and clamped down on him.
"Yes," he snarled. "Cum. Cum for me, my love."
I dug my nails into his back, tearing the flesh with them and felt my body seize up, my hips bucking wildly as my walls spasmed, forcing him to climax. My insides were bathed with the flood of his heated seed, causing another orgasm to wash through me. Akisame growled, baring his teeth and pumping load after hot load into my clenching hole. I loved when Akisame orgasamed. He would make the most animalistic noises, sneering and biting. He was normally such a reserved man, to see him come completely undone against my body made my pleasure so much better.
His hips slowed, a few harsh thrusts drawing out the last of our orgasms. I felt him soften inside me, though he kept our hips pressed together. I looked up at him, panting as he bent over me, his head hanging as his shoulders heaved.
"I love you," I said, cupping his cheeks. He brought his head up and smiled.
"I love you, too," he said. He ran his fingers through my sweat soaked hair and kissed my neck.
He shifted his hips and moved to pull away but I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him back, the action making his seed overflow from me and squeeze out around his softened cock.
"No," I moaned, carding my fingers through his damp hair. "Don't. Not yet."
"What's wrong?" he asked, smoothing his hand over my quivering belly.
"I just want to be joined with you a little longer," I whined. He smiled at me tenderly and wrapped his arms around me, rolling on his back so I was splayed out on his chest, my legs dropping on either side of his hips.
"Anything you wish, my love," he said. We lay like that for a time, his hand running over my sweat slicked back. I kissed his chest, bringing his hand up to my face and kissing his wrist.
"Are you trying to get me pregnant?" I asked.
"Why would you think that?" he asked, peering down at me.
"You told me you wanted to see me pregnant," I pointed out.
"I wouldn't be adverse to the idea," he said. "When we're ready, of course."
"I think you have a kink for pregnant women," I teased. He grinned and slapped my ass, making me yelp.
"Only if it's you," he said. "It would be quite a turn on for you to bare my child."
"Pervert," I accused with a smile. He slapped my ass again.
"But I'm your pervert," he cooed.
"Yes," I agreed. "You are." He smiled and rolled me onto my back, pulling his limp flesh from my body. His eyes watched in fascination as his seed trickled out of me, staining the blanket. He caught some on his fingers and smeared it on my thighs.
I sighed in content, watching him. Yes, Akisame was my secret pervert, and I loved him.