Hi yall! Sorry about delay in uploads, I got busy with the holidays. Hoping to update more regularly again! Last chapter was dinner, this chapter is a succeding lemon. Enjoy!
Once inside, Daisy fished around in her dress pocket for the joints and waved them in the air triumphantly, like maracas. "Where do you want to go to smoke these?" Daisy asked. Tatanga walked over to a curtain hanging on one wall and pulled it aside, revealing a door. "I know just the place." He opened the door to reveal a stone stairwell winding up a tower.
Daisy followed Tatanga up the steps until they reached the top. Daisy gazed at the room before her. She had noticed plenty of towers with stained glass windows from outside the fortress but didn't realize they were functional rooms, and couldn't really tell what the stained glass was of. Now that she was up here she could see the details more clearly. The room had long stained glass panels depicting beautiful gardens in rich colours, spanning the entire circumference of the room. A rounded couch curved around half of the room. The walls that sandwiched the stained glass were stone, the same stone that the exterior of the castle was built from.
Tatanga began winding a crank on the wall and Daisy watched as the stained glass panels began to move. Every other one slid clockwise, gliding in front of the other panels so that there were now openings in the walls. Tatanga sat down on the couch and gestured around him. "What do you think?" he asked. Daisy gazed out at the sun, now beginning to dip below the horizon. "This place is beautiful. And perfect for what we're about to do."
Tatanga leaned back and put his hands behind his head. "Our timing is great too, we can watch the sunset together." He paused. "I come up here to clear my head sometimes. No one else has access to it but me, so I know I'll never run into someone else."
Daisy walked over and sat across his lap sideways and offered one of the joints to Tatanga, which he accepted. His strong hands made the joint look like a toothpick. Daisy put the other one between her lips and produced her lighter. "Okay, I'll do mine first so you can see how to do it. Inhale into your mouth while you're lighting it, then inhale the smoke into your lungs and exhale. Then just keep repeating that til it's done, pretty much." Daisy lit her own and performed her instructions for Tatanga to see. He popped the joint in his mouth and she lit it for him. He did exactly as she had instructed, and exhaled a large cloud of smoke, coughing.
Daisy smiled at him understandingly. "It takes some getting used to. Definitely not the most pleasant experience the first few times, but you'll get the hang of it." She took another puff of hers and exhaled upwards. Tatanga also took another hit of his and exhaled, this time only coughing a little bit. "See? Improving already!" Daisy said.
Just as Tatanga was about to go in again, Daisy stopped him. "Wait, I wanna try something. I've always wanted to do this," she said. She took a hit of her joint and then leaned in so her lips were centimeters from Tatanga's. He seemed to understand immediately what she was trying to do. She exhaled against his mouth lightly, and he inhaled the fumes before exhaling himself. "Hmm, that was hot," Tatanga said, cocking an eyebrow at her. "My turn." Tatanga took a large hit and then lightly blew it into Daisy's mouth, pressing a quick peck to her lips before she exhaled. "Mm, that was hot," Daisy replied, licking her lips.
They continued working away on their joints, and Daisy began to feel her scalp tingle. Halfway through and she was already starting to feel it. It seemed to have a much higher dose than the ones her and Peach had shared earlier. Tatanga's free hand rested on the small of her back, distractedly rubbing in small circles. She could feel the horny high kicking in as she drank him in. He was still wearing his tank and lounge pants from earlier and he looked damn good. His tank top was one of those white ribbed ones, and its elasticity was being pushed to its limits by his prominent pectorals.
Daisy reflected as they sat. She had actually grown to enjoy Tatanga's company quite a bit. He was a great listener with a similar sense of humour, and he was very intelligent. Conversation was stimulating but not too serious. He was the ideal friend with benefits. Daisy felt a small pang of guilt for referring to him this way, but it quickly dissipated as her high began to take over. Tatanga polished his joint off and flicked the filter out the window, finally turning his attention back to her. Daisy giggled as she studied his face - his eyelids were heavy over his eyes, now bloodshot, and he had a goofy grin on his face.
"How do you feel?" Daisy asked him before taking another hit of her joint. He must have been taking Olympic level breaths in order to beat her to the end of them. Tatanga opened his mouth to speak, and then started nervously giggling. Daisy burst out laughing. She had never seen him completely let his guard down like this, it was kind of funny. He started again. "I feel… really good. Just happy. And, um…" he stammered. "I'm… really horny. Is that weird? Is that normal?" He continued giggling, clearly feeling it,
Daisy winked. "Totally normal. I get like that too," she purred. She maintained eye contact with him as she raised her joint to her lips. "Oh really?" Tatanga quipped back. She felt his hand stop circling her lower back and begin to wander over to her hip that was farthest from him. "Well, why don't you finish that joint," he started, then pulled her hip so her bum was against his body, "and I'll finish you off." Daisy's eyes flew open as Tatanga's hand slid underneath the hem of her nightie and began to massage her lightly over her panties. "Oh!" Daisy cried out. His touch was like fire, and she wanted to be burned. She took another hit, trying to focus on inhaling, but Tatanga was getting her so close. He quickly pulled her panties to the side and inserted his middle and ring fingers. Daisy cried out, exhaling the smoke.
Daisy took one last hit and inhaled deeply. Tatanga began to fuck her with his fingers, and she cried out as her orgasm overcame her suddenly, exhaling again. His free hand tightened on her hip to keep her from squirming right off his lap. She flicked the butt out the window behind her and melted into him, breathing heavily. He let his hands slowly brush over her body, whispering sweet nothings to each groove and crease with his fingers. "You're so soft. So beautiful," he crooned in her ear, leaning in to suck on the lobe and then blowing against it lightly, which made Daisy shiver with pleasure. She turned so she was sideways again and looked at him hungrily. "Should we go back downstairs so you can fuck me?"
"I can't wait for that. I need you right now," he said hoarsely, reaching under her nightie once again, this time to pull her panties off. Tatanga leaned in and kissed her with urgency, one hand rushing down to his waist band. He raised his pelvis up off the couch and yanked his boxers and pants down in one quick motion. His hands found their way under her thighs and pulled her back against him once more, holding up her legs so her pussy was exposed. Daisy blushed as she realized he was holding her up completely with just his hands under her body. Fuck, he was strong.
For a moment he just held her there. Daisy squirmed against him, begging for him to satisfy her needs. She looked down at his erection, practically drooling over this sweet that he was withholding from her. Tatanga leaned in and raised his lips to her ear. "I am going to give you a fucking that you'll never forget." Finally, he lowered her onto his penis. It slid in with ease, as Daisy was practically oozing arousal. Daisy screamed immediately in pleasure. God, he felt 10 times bigger and she felt 10 times more sensitive. She was practically ready to cum already.
Tatanga began to fuck himself with her, and she leaned back and let him use her. It felt absolutely amazing. Tatanga made no attempt at stifling his groans, he himself whimpering. Daisy felt an all-too-familiar tension build, but this time with the intensity of a thousand suns. Her eyes crossed with pleasure as she approached. "Oh, Tatanga!" she screamed as she came, feeling completely overwhelmed as her contractions hit while he continued to slam her into him. "Fuck, you feel amazing," Tatanga sputtered. He stopped and placed her down on his lap.
"Stand," he instructed. She scrambled to her feet, eager for what awaited, and turned to face him. He stood slowly, kicking off his pants. Tatanga stared her down while he took off his tank top, and then brought his hands to the hem of her nightie. He grabbed each side and pulled it over Daisy's head, throwing it aside. Daisy leaned up to kiss him, but he stopped her, pressing his hands to her shoulders. "Sit on the couch, I want to kiss you somewhere else." Daisy's heart pounded with anticipation. She sat down and rested her arms on the back of the couch.
"Now, spread those gorgeous legs for me and show me your perfect pussy," he commanded. Daisy did as she was told. She wasn't sure what happened, but his silly goofy demeanor from before was gone, all that remained was an absolute sex machine. Not that she was complaining! All of this was so hot!
Tatanga dropped to his knees before and paused to take her in. "Mmm, it's so perfect, lovely," he whispered, then leaned in and rolled his tongue all over her. Daisy squealed and her hands raced to his head, pulling him in deeper. He allowed his tongue to penetrate her, wriggling it against her G-spot. "Holy shit, Tatanga!" Daisy cried. Tatanga lifted her legs and pinned them up. He removed his tongue and began to flick the tip of his tongue furiously over her clitoris. Daisy moaned as he brought her quickly to another climax. She rocked against him as it washed over her, her legs shaking. Tatanga stood and lowered her torso to the cushion of the couch so she was on her back. Thankfully the couch was pretty roomy, so he was able to get on top of her without hanging off.
Tatanga wasted no time. He held himself to her entrance and pushed in all the way, groaning. Daisy moaned, her nails digging into his back. He pinned her legs up and then went to town on her, thrusting hard and fast. Daisy's mind whirled, overwhelmed by the sensation that was dialed up to a 10. She cried out with each thrust, feeling a familiar tension build. She clenched him as she came, but he persisted. He kept going until she had had 3 orgasms. Daisy whimpered. "Give it to me, baby. I want it so bad," she begged, her body seemingly craving his seed.
That seemed to do the trick. Tatanga sped up briefly before exclaiming, "Oh, Daisy!" He pressed himself in as deep as he could and spilled into her, breathing heavily. They laid there, panting for a few minutes. The sunset was casting a beautiful orange glow through the room. Daisy blinked, then her eyes snapped open. Oh my god. The windows were still open, and she had not been quiet. It was pretty late in the day though, most people should be home by now from running errands and people were still not really leaving their homes otherwise. She let out a sigh of relief.
Tatanga pushed himself off of her and sat back on the couch, tilting his head back to stare at the ceiling. He had a goofy grin back on his face. "Wow," he began finally, "that was… incredible. I get the appeal of that Piranha plant leaf. I feel so relaxed."
Daisy studied his face. He didn't look as high as he had before, but he was definitely still feeling it. She still felt it a bit too. "Mhm, I love the stuff. I don't do it all the time but I indulge occasionally and always have a lot of fun. No different tonight," she said to him, winking. Tatanga turned to face her and she sat up, scooching in beside him. "You are so radiant. I'm so lucky. I just want to please you for the rest of our lives," Tatanga said, grabbing her hand and pressing her palm to her lips, just like he had that first night.
Daisy bristled. The rest of their lives? "Oh. Um, yeah." It just wasn't realistic. Someone would find out what was going on eventually, and they'd tell Mario, who would come rescue her (and maybe also Luigi if he wasn't busy helping some old lady cross the road). But she was having fun in the meantime. She stood up and looked down at Tatanga. "Shall we hit the hay?"
Tatanga looked up at her with hurt in his eyes. She felt a pang of guilt at brushing him off, but she didn't want to give him the wrong impression. He shook his head. "Uh, yeah, sure." He stood slowly and cranked the windows shut, then walked back downstairs, Daisy following right behind him. He opened the door and walked through ahead of her. Daisy noticed that he didn't take her hand or allow her through first, which is what he would usually do. She felt another pang of guilt. She had pushed him away.
Tatanga settled on the bed facing away from her. Daisy settled and pulled herself up behind him, wrapping her arm around to his stomach. She felt him stiffen. "Would you, um, mind if we just slept apart? I think something isn't agreeing with me, I don't know if it's the Piranha plant or dinner or something else," he said, still facing away from her. "Oh. Sure. Uh, is there anything-"
"No. Goodnight," he said. Daisy winced. She turned away from him and hugged her knees to her chest. She shut her eyes and willed herself to sleep; it didn't come as easily without his warmth.
Daisy woke up what felt like 2 minutes after falling asleep to the sensation of the mattress shifting as Tatanga got up. She watched his silhouette in the darkness, trudging sleepily to the bathroom. She breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe he was actually sick and that's why he was being weird, he was just embarrassed. Daisy drifted back off to sleep, comforted by this.
See you next time!