(Rose)
It happened not long after that.
Bleue had been shivering with anticipation of this mont for more ti than I could ever have.
She seduced , again. And I love her enough to go that far, and do what’s shocking to in more ways than one.
Sowhere I rember what Blu would have said about my doubts.
(B - Who cares?)
Only . Bleue shocked many tis but I don’t see her behaviour as manipulative nonetheless. Only a little... Violent? Pushy?
R - How would you say?
B - Tenacity to reach my dreams. And most of them imply loving you and you loving .
She holds my face and kisses with so passion.
R - You were always a playful demon to . Stealing my heart right from the first day.
B - And then your soul. Then your mind. Then your future. Then your body. And now your offspring. I won’t be satiated until I’ve stolen and made mine everything from you Rose. I want all of you to be mine, for ever and ever.
She says things that both gives the creep and excite a little. She’s always been good at that.
The long kisses and caresses aside, we finally focus on what that new aspect can be.
I still breathe deeply, trying my best not to panic.
Bleue is offering herself to in such a manner, it would have been tempting to no matter what I had or not to reach her and play with her.
I go on my knees over her and caress her lips and hair a last ti before I start.
I slowly and mostly clumsily, and a little uncomfortably, get that thingy to slide inside of her.
R - I love you...
B - I love you too. Co closer here.
We kind of hug while I can feel her warmth wrapping itself all around .
I can’t really move. I froze there for a few seconds. Bleue took over. She locked there using her legs and began to sit up, pushing down.
Long kisses followed. Kind words, and then movents.
Very slowly lifting herself up, back and forth. Had it been my fingers, I wouldn’t be able to reach so deep inside of her. I wouldn’t be rubbing, caressing, every side at once.
She actually likes it I can see and tell. It does feel pleasant like any other intimate caresses for too.
But it’s too slow to beco that other pleasure. Not that I would complain about it.
Bleue gets to enjoy these shivers going along her innards and skin as well.
I lift myself up a little. I make her squeal in surprise. I can feel where so muscles are tensing up.
I sit up to kiss and caress her. I bring her to lay with while kissing her deeply.
I raise my hips forward, making her twitch in a nice way.
And so it goes.
It slides in her as if it always was ant to. Which is true in at least two ways. I’ll make my peace about it another day.
I enjoy this new intimacy gradually more. I can feel my two warmths rising differently. My male one building itself for its logical outco. And my female one being also excited but also very frustrated being left behind by all our fingers.
This grows as a discomfort that is increasingly paradoxical and ridiculous.
Up to a point where I just burst out laughing, leaving Bleue completely lost for a mont.
I explain it to her and she laughs as well with an honest smile.
anwhile my thingy went a little limp from the good laugh.
Bleue and I resu kissing, tongue to tongue, reawakening the excitent. She also took care to caress both my genitalia while we were doing so. As if they were mbers of a team supporting each other, the stimulation Bleue gave as a woman also did wonders for the other side of things.
Which now made giggle and laugh a little longer, but not stop this ti.
I was holding Bleue between my arms and not letting her go, my fingers brushing along the weird feathers along her back. She feels them.
My face against her soft chest, my phallus moving back and forth in her lting warmth. Her hands slide gently around , my neck, my shoulders, my back, my breasts, my face. Everywhere.
I sort of learn gradually the small movents to repeat, at the pace of a soft heartbeat.
We were tuning to each other in many ways, like warm musical instrunts.
I’ve never learnt to play any musical instrunt, that’s a sha. It could have been interesting to relate to these here and now.
Bleue could see I was daydreaming a lot despite our lovemaking. She likely knew it was my safest way to proceed with our intercourse without eventually freaking out about what on Earth I was doing.
She could still grab my focus a lot, between kisses and caresses. I wasn’t entirely absent, only daydreaming a little elsewhere.
We kept moving and sweating in this sohow more intimate fashion.
We had lots of pleasures as two won and I was afraid to use this thing. Still I can’t argue with the simple efficiency of what nature had in mind for reproduction. It’s slightly more adjusted and deeper in our flesh perhaps.
Our little fruits are less easy to join in such fashion, especially mine. Bleue refocuses my mind on our current coitus, contracting her womb and lips around , and then kissing deeply.
We resu enjoying the mont for what it is, until my masculine side decides to go.
It’s a little sudden. A few last movents there and I intuitively tighten my arms around her. I could then feel myself expelling that fluid inside of her. My pleasure goes with a sigh. My embarrassnt will return soon enough to haunt no doubt.
Bleue seems a little disappointed on one hand, but blissful and clearly satisfied on another.
She isn’t letting go.
Not until it has retracted by itself, now going back to sleep in my hair.
I caress Bleue’s lower lips without thinking about it. She grabs my hand and doesn’t let go. She wants a little more, to make it all better. I giggle a little at seeing her slight frustration showing.
I accept and we resu our fun the usual way, for both of us.
Until it’s good.
We can rest satisfied in our shared sweat.
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