Lemony goodness ahead

The Hookup

Somehow they made it back to his place. Tyr was sure that the hundred he pressed into the driver's hand was too much for such a short ride, but he really couldn't find it in himself to care when the girl stuck her tongue in his ear. Her legs were firmly wrapped around his trim waist, pulsing as she trailed her hot little hands across his chest and abs. He let them into the mansion he lived in. He was pleased that she didn't even pretend to be interested in her surroundings. In her drunken state, she was singularly focused on getting him out of his clothes. This thought was sobering for the man and he pulled her off of his waist and sat her in front of him.

"Would you like to experience more firsts, little one?" he asked persuasively, kissing her soundly.

"Uh-huh," she hiccupped, reaching for his belt. She'd already managed to divest him of his shirt, her tongue trailing over his nipple. He placed one of his large hands over both of hers to still her.

"There's only one rule," he said sternly. "You must keep your eyes closed. Not a peek; I'll know if you do. No matter what you feel, no matter what happens, you must keep them closed until I tell you otherwise. Can you abide by that rule? Can you trust me to please you?" He'd never phrased his request so tenderly. He was usually impatient with his Potentials, demanding that they keep their eyes closed and then watching as they broke this one rule and were rejected by his magic and Lliira's spell. So he was quite pleased when she simply closed her eyes and tilted her head up for another kiss. Unable to resist her invitation, he picked her up and ravaged her mouth. He navigated his way to his rooms without breaking the kiss, having lived in this house in the Bel-Aire section of Calgary for the last five years. If people were starting to get suspicious that he hadn't aged in that time, no one let on. He was reclusive to his neighbors, preferring to hang out with his friends on the job. It couldn't last; nothing ever did, but it was good enough for now.

Setting this melancholy thought aside for the time being, Tyr laid the girl down on his king-sized bed and started removing her clothes. Her jean dress was sexy on her, even if it was too big for her body. He smothered her protests with his mouth as he slowly unbuttoned her dress. Once every button down her front was undone and her belt lay open, he opened her dress to see what lay beneath. He had to restrain himself from laughing and ruining the moment when he caught sight of her underclothes. Clearly, she hadn't expected anyone to see them but her. Her underwear and bra were mismatched and too big for her. He touched her breasts through her hideous orange bra, smiling when she jumped. Grinning down on his sensitive angel, Tyr started kissing a path that allowed him to undress her completely. Without her eyesight, she couldn't seem to be embarrassed about her underwear.

"You are so beautiful," he breathed against her navel. The scent of her sex was tempting him beyond belief. But as much as he wanted to taste her, he'd learned at his cost that women tended to involuntarily open their eyes when touched there for the first time. There would be time for that tomorrow. But only should she pass the test. "I want to touch you. Keep your eyes closed, little one." Giving her time to shyly open her legs for him, he slid his finger into her hot, wet center, watching her the whole time. She tensed and squeezed her eyes shut, moaning when his finger slipped into her most private part. She moaned and rocked her hips against his curious hand as it began violating her with first one and then two fingers. She was so wet! Fluid was streaming out of her, just begging to be licked away. But he didn't want to risk it. Calling on all the patience he'd cultivated over the long, lonely decades, he continued to please her, enjoying her moans and cries for more. He was too busy licking her luscious breasts to watch her and see if she was close to opening her eyes. She hadn't disappeared out of his bed, leaving him with blankets covered in her juices yet, so he could only assume that she was being obedient.

"Cum for me, little one," he coaxed her, still suckling and licking her nipples. They were diamond-hard pebbles of flesh from his attention so far, and still, his tongue refused to end her torture. She was mewling and squirming against his body, moaning for more even as she writhed away from his touch. He could feel her so close to the edge. A little more and she would tumble into rapture. For the very first time from the way her body was fighting it. Speeding up, he used his other hand to push his pants down. Goddess above, how he wanted this woman. "Just give in. I can guide you to paradise if you just let me."

"I-I… I don't… I can't… Oh God!"

"That's right, Sweetling. You can do anything. Just breathe with me. Let go and let me show you the way." It didn't take much more coaxing for her to explode around his digits. Tyr watched in fascination as the woman scrunched her whole face up, panting heavily before gasping out in pleasure and screaming. Afterward, she seemed to be melting into the bedding as the marrow was stolen from her bones. She lay there, breathing heavily as she recovered, tears leaking out from under her closed eyes.

"Good girl," he praised her softly, not stopping his massage of her vagina, but lightening his touch so that she could recover fully before starting all over again. "You orgasm so wonderfully, baby. I want to try it a couple more times before I show you what paradise truly is." She whimpered but nodded slowly and opened her legs to show her consent. He was feeling excited that she might be the one after all. What were the chances of finding a twenty-four-year-old virgin who had never so much as kissed a man before? Excited and eager to open her tight body up for his eventual occupation, he slid a third and fourth finger into her soaking center. He had long since assumed his cursed form; the girl didn't realize that the things slipping into her body were no longer fingers but tentacles. If she could see him right now, it would have knocked her out of her drunken haze, but she kept her eyes closed just as she'd been told.

He smiled in wonder as he continued to pleasure her. He waited until she was approaching her fourth climax to address her in anything but murmured encouragements and praise. "Let me into your velvet heaven, love," he pleaded, positioning himself at her entrance. "I'll go slow. I want to feel you, join you in ecstasy."

"Oooh yes. Open me up and feed me," she groaned desperately. The girl was a mess by this point, pleading and crying out for him at random. This pleased him greatly as she was still stuck on his wonderfully muscled body. Tyr felt it when her orgasm took hold and eased his throbbing cock into her just as it happened. He smiled down on her as she squeezed her eyes shut even more tightly and her yelling pleas changed octave. He felt her hymen tear as he pressed into her juicy center with firm pressure. This was as far as he'd ever gotten with a woman. Most had opened their eyes by now and had disappeared instantly; leaving him alone in his room with a raging hard-on and a frustrated headache from his reversion back to the form he took in public. All he wanted was to have sex just one time! Was that really too much to ask after over a century of living?

Right now though… Her impossibly tight walls milked him as he slid into her up to the hilt. He gasped at the absolute pleasure of the sensation and released himself into her. Raining kisses all over her face while he waited for her body to adjust to his thick length, Tyr remained perfectly still as he enjoyed his first ejaculation with an actual woman in over a hundred years. She squeezed him and it was his turn to moan. The girl hummed and did it again, moaning herself at the feeling of a man inside of her. Then he pumped into her body and she whimpered for more. His pace was perfect. You could have set a clock by the way his powerful hips moved. The girl followed him just as she had on the dance floor, obedient to his forceful lead. He couldn't have imagined a more perfect partner for this particular dance. He groaned and growled and grunted his way through several ejaculations; he had plenty of seed stored up. She tightened up with a shiver whenever he growled, giving him the opportunity to witness her shuddering orgasm.

"Oh God, Tyr!" she screamed as her body tightened and released for the first time with a hardened body on top of her. He kissed her passionately, holding her flailing hands down as he took her to Heaven and let her unknowingly do the same for him. The girl was too enamored of his giant penis to notice that a second one was in her mouth suddenly, pumping his love into both of her mouths. When she simply started suckling the thick tentacle while moaning in ecstasy, he knew that she was the one. She'd even screamed his name! She likely wouldn't remember it by morning, but that didn't matter. She'd identified him after all this time. As a reward for her obedience and just because it felt so damn good inside her soft body, he started marking her neck and chest with hickeys. It took time with her thick, dark skin, but he wasn't deterred. She belonged to him now; he had all the time in the world to make her his own. The two kept at it until well past noon.

"You can open your eyes now, Sweetling," Tyr said tiredly as he pulled his limp, bloody dick out of her. The girl simply rolled over against him and submitted to oblivion. The male smiled, pulling them out of the wet spot in the center of his bed and covering them with the thick covers. A chaste kiss to her forehead and he too fell asleep.

See you next time, my dudes! :D