Vivian Arend - Wolf Sings

His touch dropped lower as Keil squatted behind her, his hands caressing down one leg. The small circular motions were driving her crazy as he teased, moving closer to the core of her heat and retreating without satisfying.

“ Turn around, beautiful.”

Keil’s voice in her mind was deep and dark. It sounded like rich chocolate and Robyn was so into chocolate.

His voice made the tingles race.

Robyn pivoted to face Keil as he continued to kneel in front of the shower stall. She gazed down at him and was shocked by the powerful look of need reflected up at her. He drew a shaky breath, dipped his washcloth into the warm water he had by his side and the torment began again.

Only now Robyn could watch him as well as feel his touch. He dropped his gaze to her body as he washed her feet carefully, before he moved up her legs. She reached out a hand to caress over his head, enjoying the erotic feel of his hair under her fingers. She bent over and loosened his ponytail holder, combing out the braid to watch the dark strands pour over his shoulders in a fountain of dark silk.

His attention had reached the level of her pussy and she drew in a sharp breath as he licked his lips and shot her a glance hot enough to make her melt. The cloth dipped and this time Keil lifted it still dripping to softly touch her folds. The warm water ran over her skin, slipping into the crevices hidden from his eyes only to continue the journey down her legs in slow rivulets.

Keil dropped the cloth to the side and used both hands to part her to his gaze. Robyn shivered at the intimate touch and closed her eyes only to have them shoot open at the feel of his tongue darting against the small nub he had exposed.

“ Ohhh.”

Keil’s mouth lowered on her, his tongue gentle as it slipped up and down the sides of her labia, each pass including a circle around the tip of her clitoris.

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.