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Vulcan Honeymoon - Part 3
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Name: Bruce Guthrie #28 at 2900 (*Maxie's Toy (C-Calif. <Modesto>)
"Vulcan Honeymoon"
A Green Hell, Inc. production
Written June to July, 1990
Public Domain - Unlimited distribution permitted.
(Part 3 of 3)
They left the cabin, not worrying about clothing since they were
well isolated in their location. Once outside T'Shaul found
herself actually cooling off a bit, though the sun was now
shining brightly at near mid-morning position. She wondered how
cold the lake water would be.
<It won't be that bad,> Ethan assured her. <And I'll be there to
keep you warm.>
They reached the lake edge and Ethan walked right in. T'Shaul
entered a bit more slowly, since the water was nearly as cold as
she had thought it would be. Ethan playfully dragged her in all
the way, making sure that her head stayed above the surface. Then
he paddled out to the deeper water, pulling T'Shaul along.
<It is frigid!> she chastised him.
<I know, I can feel it,> Ethan replied, refering to the Bonds
echo of his wifes discomfort. <This won't take long, beloved.>
Ethan carefully wrapped himself around T'Shaul, and directed her
to hold her breath. He submerged them both for a short time,
caressing the sweat and semen from his wife's body. They surfaced
and Ethan felt T'Shaul starting to shiver, so he kissed her lips
hard to distract her from the discomfort. He pulled T'Shaul down
again, sharing his breath with her. Her skin was cooling rapidly
under Ethan's stroking fingertips and she continued to shiver,
but she didn't stop kissing.
When they re-surfaced, Ethan was satisfied that his wife was
clean. But she was also terribly cold now, shivering
uncontrollably. Her hair was plastered against her skull,
dripping water that beaded on her eyelashes. And her eyes were
glittering so brightly that they seemed to be dark diamonds in
the sunlight.
<Oh darling,> Ethan thought, hugging his wife tightly to him,
<you are so beautiful!>
<I am so *cold*.> She placed one hand against Ethan's cheek.
<Warm me, husband.>
Ethan swam awkwardly back to sure, holding T'Shaul with one arm.
He lifted her up in both arms as he stood up and left the lake.
He jogged slowly to the cabin, pushing the door open with one
foot. Once inside, he placed T'Shaul on the bed, then closed the
door. The air was still warm and musky which made T'Shaul
immediately more comfortable, but they were both dripping,
soaking wet. Ethan crawled next to his wife and began to suck the
water off, licking it from her neck, then her shoulders. He
sucked along her arm, the soft flesh pulling into his mouth from
the gentle vacuum. He carefully licked each finger on the one
hand, then switched to the other and proceeded up that arm back
to its shoulder. T'Shaul's skin was starting to blush a sea
green, warming to her husband's hot tongue as it gathered up
drops of lake water. Ethan was drinking from T'Shaul's body,
sipping from her collar bone, moving on to her chest, giving the
hard nipples only a few swipes before lapping up the water
trapped under the breasts.
"Oooooh..." T'Shaul cooed as her husbands tongue dried her,
leaving behind a thin layer of saliva that the hot skin quickly
evaporated. "Aaaaaaaa... oooh that's soooooo good! My beloved..."
She was squirming and twisting now, well primed and ready, but
Ethan continued to progress methodically along. He swabbed
T'Shaul's flexing stomach, then put his mouth over her belly
button and sucked hard to extract the trapped moisture. T'Shaul
squeaked out some gasp-like sounds. "Oh please... stop..." she
panted. Her skin was becoming more sensitive as blood flowed
forth.
<But I have to dry you off,> Ethan thought, matter-of-factly. He
continued past the stomach and went onto the thighs. When his
lips touched the inner part of one thigh, the legs immediately
bent up and spread wide. But Ethan ignored the invitation, as
tempting as it was, and continued along the thigh, sucking
carefully. There was a great deal more sweat now. He could feel
T'Shaul's lean but deceivingly strong muscles quivering. He
slurped along her knee and leg to descend to the feet.
Unfortunately, a Vulcan's foot sole isn't as sensitive as a
human's, so he contented himself with sucking each toe into his
mouth for a moment. Each time, T'Shaul moaned a small plea. Her
hips were gyrating, and her bottom lip had completely disappeared
into her mouth. Her skin itched and tingled while her pussy
twitched for attention. It didn't receive any.
As Ethan went to the other foot, he wiggled the toes with his
tongue. Then he kissed the ankle and continued to kiss his way up
the leg, pausing to noisily slurp at the kneecap. He was barely
constraining himself at this point as T'Shaul's torment was
nearly unbearable, but Ethan disciplined himself firmly. She was
asking him to please, *please* hurry up, to give her some release
or at least STOP! The pleas were hard to ignore, especially when
his wife whimpered so plaintively. It certainly didn't make the
torment any easier to bear.
"Turn over," Ethan said quietly. T'Shaul moaned, but she
obligingly laid herself onto her stomach. Ethan sucked gently
along her left calf to her buttock cheek, which was fairly dry.
He kissed his way across the firm cheek to the opposite member.
Then he placed his hands on both cheeks and pulled them apart.
T'Shaul stiffened. There was a moments agonizing pause, during
which she dared not even breath. Then she felt Ethan's hot breath
puffing in the cleft as he sucked out what trapped moisture there
was. T'Shaul remained tensed but was trembling slightly. When
Ethan jammed his tongue into the cleft and licked it dry, she
couldn't help arching her ass up to him. But now he was licking
and sucking his way across her back, arriving at her neck, where
he had started. Without any urging, she turned over onto her back
again, her eyes closed and hands loosely clenched at her sides.
By now her clit was bright green and pulsing.
Ethan's lips brushed against T'Shaul's, then stroked across her
cheeks. He kissed her closed eyelids, then her high slanting
eyebrows, and finally her forehead. Then he sat back leisurely,
head propped up on one arm. T'Shaul opened her eyes and looked at
him silently, reproachfully.
"There, I think I got you dried off." Ethan smiled at T'Shaul.
"Don't you feel better now?"
"Ungh..." T'Shaul could see clearly through Ethan's casual
statemnt, for his cock was so hard it was pointing up towards his
stomach, his balls were shrunken into his abdomen, and he was
sweating more then she was. She stuttered as she went along with
the little game. "I-I think y-y-you missssed a spot, *dear*."
"Oh, so I did," Ethan replied. Then he swooped in on T'Shaul's
crotch. "Oh look at all this water. It's just puddling up here.
This may take a while."
T'Shaul nearly screamed in relief when Ethan's probing tongue
began to lick around her vulva. He loudly slurped up the
abundance of lubricants, then quested inwards for more, probing
in between the vulva and the inner lips. When they were dry as
could be expected, he pressed his mouth against the vaginal
opening and started sucking. T'Shaul suddenly began to mutter
Vulcan words and phrases that had a haunting, rough beauty in
their sound. But their meaning was more obscene and explicit then
any human words. Her voice got higher and higher and her chest
was heaving, the small breasts stretching and bouncing slightly.
The green flush was rushing from the rest of her body to the
center of her torso, darkening.
"Suck Suck Suck..." she chanted elegantly in Vulcan, Ethan
understanding every nuance through the Bond. "Suckoooooo
OOOSuuuckooooooOOOSssoooo gooooood." She was gasping, her back
arching and thrusting her crotch into Ethan's face as his tongue
thrust as deep as possible into her cunt and he sucked and
swallowed the flowing juices. He pulled his tongue out and sucked
on the clitoris, holding it carefully between his teeth.
T'Shaul's movements became jagged and more pronounced, and images
from her uncontrollably flooded his mind. They were searing
fantasies of dark lust and desire from the animal root of her
mind.
T'Shaul was grunting in a stutter that heralded her climax.
"OOOH! Oh, OH, Unh... Unh, Unnh, Ungh-UNGH!-UNNNGGH!-
UNNGGHHHHHOOOOOH..." For one second there was silence, then
T'Shaul shrieked "EEEETHAAAANNN!" and the climax crashed upon her
like a great wave on a reef. Ethan thrilled at the sensation of
her vaginal muscles pulling his tongue in with a powerful
suction, his nose ludicrously rubbing the clitoris. He couldn't
hope to prevent the spurting of his cock, but it only got harder
when he finished climaxing.
After several minutes, Ethan realized that T'Shaul had already
came three times and was showing no signs of letting up. He
reluctantly pulled away from her twat, then watched the inner
lips actually opening and closing with the pulsations of ecstasy.
<You PERFECT wonderful human...> T'Shaul's thought was so loving
that it brought tears to Ethan's eyes. <You must enter me. Now.>
Without a sound, they rolled onto their sides, so they were
facing each other. T'Shaul raised one leg and placed it over
Ethan's hip. She could feel his hard flesh bouncing against her
pubes. They locked eyes, and didn't even dare blink or flinch as
ever so carefully, the head of Ethan's cock found T'Shaul's
oilslick-wet nether lips and speared between them. It slid in
until it met a resistance.
<I'm sorry,> Ethan thought, <I wish it wouldn't hurt.>
<No apologies, no delays. JOIN ME!> It wasn't an urgent request
but a demand. Ethan stared hard into the glittering crystals of
T'Shaul's eyes, then thrust his hips forward hard.
There was a sharp pulse of pain that Ethan tried to block T'Shaul
from feeling, but his attempt was clumsy. They both gasped but
the pain was already blurring, turning into an ache. T'Shaul's
eyes never strayed from Ethan's. He started to say he was sorry
but she was starting to twist her hips. Soon, they were grinding
their pubic bones together, and the dull ache flittered off,
chased away by bubbling pleasure.
<Please fuck me,> T'Shaul thought. <I need it bad.> Ethan groaned
as his wife began to verbally tease him. Now that they were
consummated, she was getting him back for the earlier torment.
<My pussy has never had a cock in it and now it is soooo hungry.
It wants your cum, all of it! Feel how it tries to suck your hard
dick in?> As the barrage of obscene thoughts continued, T'Shaul
was starting to pant and moan. Soon she was vocalizing instead of
thinking.
"It's fucking me so well, in and out and in and out and OOOOOOH!
Ungh oh and it's making me climax in little bits! Oh! Oh! OH!!"
Ethan shivered each time T'Shaul had a tiny, mini-climax, his
tormented cock pulsing little jets of pre-cum in tandem. "I feel
it!" T'Shaul exclaimed. "Don't move it! Just leave it in.
Oooooh... Oh even when you don't move it, it makes me want to
come, OOOH!!" T'Shaul's head dropped forward on Ethan's shoulder,
still muttering. His cock was rested snugly deep in the warm
pocket, throbbing in rhythm with his thumping heart. As they held
each other frozen in this position, Ethan began to feel a small
ebb in his building climax. After several minutes, he caressed
his wifes cheek, pulling the damp hair out of the way. Her eyes
were closed and she almost looked like she was asleep, but it was
an illusion of sight only. Ethan kissed her cheek tenderly, then
kissed her earlobe. T'Shaul moaned. He nibbled lightly on the
earlobe, then traced its curve to her earpoint with his tongue,
while T'Shaul's moans became more pronounced. He blew faintly
into her ear, then stuck his tongue inside. T'Shaul's hips began
to buck in slow motion, and Ethan thrust in response.
<Do you like this hot wet thing in your ear?> Ethan thought,
<Does it excite you?>
<Yes Ethan. Keep it in. Keep them both in! Oooh it's hot and hard
and soft and wet all together...> As T'Shaul's bucking was met by
Ethan's thrusts she was pushed over onto her back, Ethan on top.
Now she rested as her husband thrust more urgently, pulling
himself almost all of the way out then pushing back in as far as
he could, over and over. He was holding himself up over T'Shaul
so he could watch her face as she moaned and gasped. He felt that
he had never seen anything more beautiful then her hungry,
grimacing countenance. Her back arched as she growled like a
trapped animal, and Ethan groaned at her lust-crazed expression.
"Oh you're so fucking HOT!" he cried. "I can't, ungh, hold back!
Unnngh! I'm going to have to come!"
"YES!" T'Shaul growled, "DO IT! I'm ready for it, I've been ready
forever!" She wrapped her arms around him and pulled hard, nearly
knocking the air out of his lungs. "COME INSIDE ME YOU FUCKER!!!"
she yelled in his ear.
His thrusts frenzied, Ethan felt his balls seem to balloon and
expand. "Ooooh it's coming!" T'Shaul cried happily, as if she
were a litle girl at a parade seeing the first glimpse of her
favorite float. Her legs clamped around Ethan's ass and locked
him into place deep inside her throne. He clamped his mouth on
hers and grunted as his cock pulsed the first stream of long-
simmering semen into T'Shaul, who was already orgasming. Their
genitals seemed fused together, pulsing and squirting and
throbbing as one. Ecstasy flared sodium-bright in the Bond at
each pulse. T'Shaul and Ethan shared images of her body filling
up with hot streams of cum and their orgasm blasted harder. Ethan
was sure he'd have bruises from being squeezed so hard, but he
didn't care.
Sadly, the pulses grew weaker and farther apart. Eventually,
there was only a rippling that faded slowly. They remained locked
together for several minutes afterwards, their grips loosening
only slowly. Eventually, they opened their eyes again, lips still
locked together. Sighing contentedly, the couple kissed tenderly.
<It *was* perfect,> T'Shaul thought finally. <Just like you. And
beautiful like you.>
<Oh T'Shaul my precious love...> Ethan squeezed her gently.
<That was only the first time!>
<Oh! No, I'm too sore...>
Ethan chuckled, and T'Shaul smiled at him. Then they rolled on
their sides, still locked together, and slowly fell into a quiet
doze.
--** The End **--
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