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Kira's Song pt.1
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Kira's Song pt 1
He loved to watch her move. He could sit very still and follow
her with his eyes as she moved from room to room dressed in an
old tee of his and not much else. She didn't like him to watch
her, it made her self consious and she blushed fairly easily,
but she was beautiful. She had a boyish figure, slender and
slight. Even at 5 feet if she were any lighter she would be skin
and bones.She weighed 95 pounds, soaking wet. Yet she was
strong. Her legs, arms and back had arched under him and lifted
him although he weighed almost 225 pounds. There were other
differences, his hair was silver-black, her's auburn, he was 63
and she was 22, his eyes blazing blue, hers were a flashing
brown.
They had been friends, aquaintences really until his wife had
died. He had held her in a hug before but it had puzzeled her
more than comforting her. Now she knew it ment he cared for her.
It wasn't love and they both knew it, but their attraction was
very strong. The sex when they had discovered it had explosively
exceeded both their expectations.
He had come out of the store, where she worked one evening and
found her hiding, crying, with two bundles along side of her.
Her boyfriend had chosen a buxum blonde as his next conquest and
thrown her out of "his" apartment, and her mother had thown her
out when she had moved in with him a year ago. Her mother had
since sold their house and moved several states away. She was
homeless, and there was no way she could make enough at the
store to save for a down payment plus a security deposit for her
own apartment, even if she could find one she could afford on
her 32 hour a week, $4.50 per hour job.
She came home with me, whipped and depressed. My dobermann
wouldn't let her in the house, but we finally streightened that
out, made some supper and, before you knew it Arka (the dobey).
was twisted around her feet, asleep. I showed her her room and
let her unpack and go to bed. Our agreement was "No means no
(for both of us), no uninvited guests, pay your own phone and
chip in what you can." One thing she helped me with immediately
was the car. I owned it but couldn't drive it, she could drive
but couldn't afford a car. Grocery shopping got a lot easier,
buying more than one bag at a time and hauling it 1/2 a mile
with "shanks mare." "Old Shanks"(legs) didn't work for him as
they once did. He waited for her to come to him and one morning
she did.
She was standing in an east window looking out into the woods
behind the house. The sun shown through her shirt and outlined
her body perfectly. Every part of her was visible beneath the
glowing shirt. "Come", she said "but quietly" and as he came up
behind her she showed him a herd of deer moving slowly north,
led by a buck with many points. He reached for her and she
settled against him, taking his hands and placing them gently
on her mons and rubbing them lightly. Her hands moved to his
thighs and pulled him gently against her as she shaped herself
to him. He could see her breasts swell and her nipples grow.
Even swollen they would fit his hand and he tested them for
size, grazing her nipples with his hands. Her breasts raised to
his hands as she arched her back and he held her softly rubbing
and rolling her nipples. He heard her moan softly. He was
growing between her legss He reached down to seperate her lips
and stroak them.
She moaned then gasped as he reached down for her with his hand
and stretched up for her with his swelling member. He was
larger than most men and, while his legs had weakened his most
precious extremity had not. She spred her legs further and he
opened her and kissed her, swollowing her moan of pleasure.
Their tongues laugingly fought each other, her head cradled in
his arm as he overcame her and searched deep into her. His hand
moved in her slit and the other hand grasped her breast. She
began to sink her whole weight onto him as he found her
sensitive spots.
He lifted her and carried her to the couch, propping her in a
sitting position with one leg on the couch and the other off the
couch. She was now completely open to him and completely lost in
her pleasure. She was so small and deleicate, he first
penetrated her with a finger to guage her size. She would be
very tight, but she could take him. His hand wandered to and
froe in her sex, sometimes in her, sometimes teasing her
clitorous, sometimes pinching her lips lightly. She was building
to a climax just from the gentle foreplay. He in turn was
building and expanding. Once he was in her, he would last a long
time. His sexual stamina had improved with age. There was no
doubt he could last 25 minutes to a half -hour before coming.
He was in no rush but she became more frantic, writhing beneath
him. She was approaching her climax. Her eyes flew open as she
arched into her climax. It smashed across her like an ocean
wave, taking her breath away. She moaned deeply into his mouth
and he picked her up again and carried her to her bed. Her eyes
were closed as he rose on hands and knees above her, his massive
member stiff and proud. "Look", he said and she opened her eyes
and gasped at the size of him. Then he was at her gate and she
arched to him as he entered her, slowly and deliberately. She
was as tight as a ten year old!
Slowly he moved into her, thankful that she had come and
lubricated her virgina. She wiggled under him , trusting and
arching herself upon him, her tongue fucking in and out of his
mouth. Finally, she wraped him in her legs, pulling him deeper
into her with each of his trusts, until she was filled by him.
Still she wanted more of him and he had more to give. She pulled
him tight against her cervix and arched and stretched herself to
cover him. She pounded him against her cervix to take more of
him and, arching began her second climax. It didn't stop she
just kept cuming as he trust to meet her. He backed off some to
let her rest.
She held him to her breast like a baby, and he suckled her.
Nibbling her and rolling her nipples in his teeth. He took her
breast and whipped her tit back and forth with his tongue as she
cried for him to stop, she could stand no more. He stopped and
she trust her breast at him tauntingly, then thrust it deep into
his mouth for another tit whipping. Her soaked pussy and
cliterous were not allowed to get lonely while she rested. Each
touch sent shivers through her as though she had been shocked.
He made her mount him from above. At first her body arched
forward to admit him but then as she sank down she arched back
to take more of him. She was so tight she couldn't force herself
onto him. She asked him to pull down on her shoulders and
stiffened her back. He ripped into her spliting her and she was
drunk with extasy. She stiffened again and asked him to pull her
down again. He had filled her on the last thrust but in her daze
she wanted more. He pulled down on her again but she folded over
him, stretching herself untill she gasped.
She sat up and stiffened again. She would cover him if it killed
her. He felt her reaching and stretching for his root as he
pulled down on her again opening her cervix. She screamed softly
and waited until the contraction passed. Then she stiffened
again and asked him to pull hard. He opened her as she screamed
and climaxed again. She had him, all of him and she twisted on
him slowly as she gasped from the sensations. He felt her
building in her back to expell him and as she came in cascades,
siezing him with her cervix and sucking at him with her active
cunt, he came. He was a a fountain in her womb and each eruption
felt as if she were riding a vulcano. She gasped and moaned and
came and screamed as she twisted him farther into her and
collapsed on his chest. She moaned in her haze and whimpered as
he withdrew from her. He lay, holding her, covering her with a
sheet and blanket. She was hot as if she had a fever and sweat
poured from her back and chest, arms and legs, but her breathing
had slowed. She cuddled down into him and tried to mount him
again but he was done for the night.
When he awoke the next morning she was still in his arms and
between his legs. The bed was soaked from their sweat and she
slept soundly. He slowly lifted her and carried her to the bath
room. She woke in the warm shower as he soaped her like a child
and washed her clean. He hadn't blooded her although he couldn't
understand why, she was so tight on him. As the water flushed
the soap from her he reached up between her legs with his mouth
and bit her on the labia. She screamed awake. His tongue
followed the bite and he tasted blood which he washed over her
clit. As she had felt him bite her she cried out but as he
washed her clit she almost died, arching to her tip toes and
holding his head. But he wished only to mark her and he gently
held her to prevent her from mounting him. There would be plenty
of time to continue their exploration.
He took her from the shower and dried her and made her seek her
own bed to sleep. He dressed and stripped his bed to wash the
sheets, when he felt a gentle tongue at his ear, a gentle hug
from his back. He turned and there she stood in the light, in a
tee , a drip of blood down her leg and a look of absolute lust
in her eye.
The nip he gave her should have stopped bleeding by now, but the
blood spred across the tee. He lifted it and she had nicked each
lip twice. She murmered "Split me- split me again." This time he
allowed her to strip him and mount him and they started from the
beginning again. But she knew what she wanted and what
sensations that had turned her inside out. He came a half hour
later but she had slipped into a cum haze minutes earlier.
He didn't split her this time as he had last, but he had her
cascading quickly and she continued to cum from every lick or
thrust in his large bag of tricks. He washed her with his tongue
and timed his touch to her clit with her cum so she began to cum
at each touch. When he thrust into her he stretched her cuts and
blooded her again and she came again. She was so tight that he
couldn't help but hit her G-Spot and her clit on every thrust
and she came and rippled over his prick. She was sticky and she
held him into her tightly. She moaned and whimpered as he took
her. When he spent in her again, she arched to him and her pussy
milked him dry. Even when he was done she wouldn't release him
but held him tightly inside her. They slept again, holding each
other.
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