While one hand held her open, the fingers of the other dipped lower, and Robyn felt him explore her pussy, tracing circles in the moisture he found there.
“Oh, babe, you are extremely beautiful. You may have never made love before, but your body knows what to do. Feel how wet you are, Robyn? That’s your body getting you ready for me. You’re wet and hot and…” his tongue dipped lower to thrust up into her depths, “…and oh-so-tasty.”
Robyn was sure she was going to collapse; she shook as the assault on her pussy continued. Keil raised one of her legs and placed it over his shoulder, opening her more to his touch. He reached up and pressed back on her torso until she leaned on the shower wall, then his hands came and supported her hips.
With that single motion she was held in his grasp, completely at his mercy as his mouth increased its tempo, licking and caressing every inch of her pussy, his hot breath bathing her limbs. The tension inside her was rising, closer and closer to exploding when one hand dropped back down and he slipped a finger into her passage and stroked in and out.
“Robyn, does it feel good? I want you to enjoy this.”
She tried to engage her brain enough to speak to him, but it was impossible. She was a puddle of warm goo, and if he wasn’t careful, she was going to slip down the drain. The tingles had been replaced by electrical zaps that could power a small village, and she was panting hard enough she was in danger of hyperventilating.
A second finger joined the first and the feeling of fullness countered with the exquisite torture on her clit sent her over a cliff with an explosion that knocked her off her remaining leg. Supported only by Keil’s hands and the wall behind her Robyn’s body squeezed hard around his fingers, moisture drenching him as his tongue continued to lap at her.
“Hmmm, you don’t need to talk. I know you liked that. You are delicious.” He kissed a trail up to her bellybutton, then stood her on her feet. His tender touch supported her until she stopped swaying. He flicked on the tap and the warm water of the shower slid over her skin. Keil’s hands brushed soft and gentle over her back, rinsing away the soap he’d used earlier. As the water stopped Robyn opened up her eyes to stare directly into his face.
Heat and deep need shone back at her. Wrapping his arms around her, Keil lifted her and walked into the sauna, leaving the door open behind them. He sat on the widest bench and arranged her on his lap facing him.
Kisses like a ten-car pile-up were followed by his hands soft and gentle over her breasts. Robyn let her head fall back as Keil palmed one breast and lowered his mouth to the other, lapping and suckling at the rosy tip until it hardened to a peak. He switched his attention to the other side, each tug of his mouth sending another streak of desire from her nipple to her core, tension building as her desire for Keil grew stronger.
He smelt good. He felt even better.
Robyn let her fingers wander over his shoulders and down his torso as he made love to her breasts. Slipping her fingers through his hair she felt the connection between them growing tighter, more concentrated. Tendrils of emotion, not only desire but affection and friendship, wrapped around her.
More than sex, they were definitely making love.
Robyn lifted her head to stare at Keil. He sat back and leaned against the wall. His eyes were full of raw emotion.
“Did you feel that? That was… Wow.”
“I felt it. Wow is right. Robyn, touch me.”
He took her hand and led it down to his cock where it stood rigid between their bodies. He was so hard the swollen head tapped his belly, a drop of moisture clinging to the small slit. As Robyn’s fingers softly stroked him, velvet over steel, Keil’s eyes closed and a shiver ran through his body.
Robyn swallowed hard. She used both hands to explore, trying not to freak out at how big it seemed. “Umm, Keil? I think I’m afraid again. No way will this thing fit in me. Ugh. I’ve read that in stories before and it sounded stupid, but seriously, you are hung like a damn horse.”
Keil’s laughter shook his body. “And in all the stories you’ve read, does the ‘thing’ fit?”
“Yes, but—”
“No butts, not today.” Keil’s strong hands slapped gently on her ass cheeks. “We’ll save that for another time.”
“Now you’re really scaring me!”
Keil lay on the bench and made Robyn straddle his body, his cock pressed hard along the cheeks of her ass. His hands continued to smooth over her back, her breasts, her belly. Each stroke raised Robyn’s temperature as the tremors grasped her.
His fingers touched her clit, making small circles along the wet lips of her pussy until he pushed her over the edge into another orgasm.
When her breath was halfway back to normal, Keil lifted her hips up and supported her over the tip of his cock. She took her weight onto her knees and he used one hand to rub the wet head of his shaft against her pussy lips again and again.
“Ride me. Go as slow as you want.”
She reached down and joined her hand to his as he directed his cock into the warm depths. Robyn watched Keil’s face. Tenderness reflected in his eyes, dark need and desire.
Slow and steady she pressed down, freezing as the first inches of the mushroomed head of his shaft stretched her wide. The sides of her passage were wet but she felt every bump and vein as his heat stroked her.
“Oh lordy, that feels good.”
“Little bit more, babe.”
Each rise and fall of her hips fed the fire building in her belly. Each time, inch by glorious inch, more of Keil slipped into her depths until the pressure shot to pain and she hesitated.
“Keil?”
“Lean forward, and let me have those beautiful lips for a minute.”
His mouth met hers and she tangled their tongues together, letting Keil take control of her hips as he continued to stroke in and out. His tongue licked down the corner of her mouth to lap at her neck and her brain shut down. He suckled at her skin then put his teeth on her.
One solid thrust with his hips drove him through her barrier to rest balls deep inside her pussy. Simultaneously he bit down on her neck and the joint pleasure/pain of the two piercings flashed through Robyn’s body, her inner walls clutched at his cock, her hands tangled in his hair.
“Sweet mercy, what have you done to me?”
He pulled her torso against his body and held her tight, waiting as she adjusted to his girth stretching her. The feel of his hard body under her hands, the beating of his heart mixed with the pleasure still tingling through her washed away the remnants of pain.
Slowly he began to move her, pulling her hips high to let the tip of his cock cling to her entrance, then slipping her all the way down, angling his thrusts to go as deep as possible.
Robyn pushed her body upright so she could watch, one hand pressed to Keil’s chest, one hand dropping to feel where they connected to each other. The intimacy of touching his cock, having it brush along her fingers as it slipped into her body made her head spin with delight. Keil smiled up at her and added his hand to hers, linking fingertips, rubbing against her clit with each drive of his hips.
She pressed down in tempo with his thrusts, needing him to go faster, go deeper. The air from the sauna around them seemed to cool as their bodies warmed to boiling, passion driving higher and higher until Robyn climaxed once more, her sheath milking his cock as Keil exploded, the warmth of his seed bathing her with fire deep inside. He clung to her hips, holding her tight until the tremors subsided.