Heir to the Empire (Closed for asetikish )

[CoSurvivor]

Oliver closed his eyes for a moment as she ran her delicate fingers across his stomach, teased his abs and took hold of him. A primal groan escaped his lips as she touched him and he could feel himself grow with each passing moment.

He did feel a bit of pride at the mention of how perfect she thought he was. At a moment like this he wanted to be perfect for her, wanted their first time together to be perfect.. which is what made him think of a bed.

But, with her comment that she didn't care where, he caught her as she ran, pulled her back to him and kissed her madly.

"Well.. if you don't care where.."

His hands went to her waist, and in a flurry of hands he unsnapped her shorts and shoved them off her hips straight to the floor. Picking her up by her bare ass, he took a few quick strides and gently tossed her on the nearest couch. The impact made the couch give a resounding grunt as it moved across the stone floor. Following her down and spreading her legs, Oliver pressed his lips against the soft fabric of her panties, kissing and sucking against the fabric soaking it with his own saliva. Done teasing her in such a way he pulled them to the side and dove in, his tongue finding her juices. He licked her slowly, from the bottom of her pussy to the top, spreading her open using the flat of his tongue to gather every drop of her he could. Finding her clit, he breathed warm air across it then sucked gently. His hands in the meantime, reached under her hips and found the waistband to her panties, pulled them down and then chaotically off her legs. He balled them up in one hand and tossed them across the room aimlessly. Now with nothing to impede him, Oliver looked at Jen in her natural beauty. smiled, and again dove his tongue deep inside her. His tongue again gathered every drop possible, drinking her in. He eventually went from a chaotic rhythm to a much more measured one, eventually settling on going bottom to top, making sure to use the flat of his tongue and not to jab her anywhere sensitive with the tip of it. If this was indeed her first encounter with anyone down between her legs she'd certainly be sensitive.

Oliver looked up into her eyes, he wanted her, with every fiber of his soul he did and his eyes expressed that. He intended to make this pleasurable, erotic.. sensual... So, he focused on bringing her to orgasmic bliss first... If indeed Jen had never been with a man before (and he had no reason not to believe her), he wanted her first time to be memorable for all the right reasons.

 

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The next thing Jen knew, she was pressed against Oliver once more, shorts gone and lifted off the ground. She held onto him, biting her bottom lip as he threw her to the couch. She grinned. This was another side of him she was discovering. Of course the CEO of Viribus would be a go-getter, taking what he wanted. But analyzing his personality was one thing. Experiencing it was another.

"Wha--oh!" The grin vanished as he dove into her pussy. Her panties were proving to amount to nothing as he assaulted her, forcing out moan after moan from her lips. She moved her hips wanting more. "O-oli--" she gasped feeling him suck her clit. Sensations coursed through her like she never experienced before. She had always wondered what sex felt like and thought about touching herself, but it never happened, as she was always too busy. Always on the lookout.

But here and now, she couldn't care what happened beyond the world she and Oliver were creating. She didn't know when her panties came off but the heat and the explosive sensations within her increased. She writhed, moaned, gasped. Tossing her head whenever his tongue feasted on her clit. Her right hand reached for his head, tangling into his hair, sometimes pushing him deeper into her dripping, hot pussy, sometimes just running her hands through his locks encouraging him.

"Oh yes!" she moaned. "Oli...please...More please." Her moans were becoming louder and louder. She couldn't control it! She didn't want to. His tongue was so good her other hand went to her own hair, pulling at it. Needing to hold onto something as her whole body started to tense. "Oli, I can't...oh fuck! Yes! Ah!" Juices flowed out of her giving him a feast, hips bucking uncontrollably, greedy and wanting more. Everything he did hit a point of pleasure that drew her higher and higher until she exploded, letting out a high-pitched moan that turned into a low groan as more of her juices leaked out. She was breathing hard, shuddering. Little moans escaped her lips as she rode her orgasm. She couldn't hold back. It was impossible. And she felt spent yet...glorious. There was no way to describe it.

Now she understood why people said sex was mind-blowing. She really hadn't had real sex yet, and here she was: mind already blown. It was hard to think. "Oliver?" She said in between labored breaths, pulling him up toward her and kissed him. She gasped into the kiss, suprised at tasting herself, tongue diving in. She pushed him away gently, eyes still glazed. "I want to see all of you. Don't be unfair," she traced his wet lips with a finger as her other hand unbuttoned his shorts.

 

[CoSurvivor]

He heard her cries, felt her squirm..it just drove him on.. licking at her he sucked in all of it, drove her right to the edge and over. As he felt her orgasm crest, he drank her in, making sure to be careful, she'd be amazingly sensitive now, so he careful not to push too hard against her clit, but he sucked every bit of wetness out of her labia. God he knew she'd taste incredible, he knew this would be the tip of the iceberg regarding her sexuality, but he was amazed.

He wanted to stay down there, wanted to lick her pussy till she came again, and again.. but when Jen pulled him up to kiss him he had to listen to her. "Glad you like Jen... you have a beautiful tasty pussy... Any time.. any time you want me to do that again... just say so..."

Their kiss was messy and wet, he licked his lips as he shared her taste with her and the fact that she didn't shy away from tasting herself was a complete turn on and when she made her demand he happily allowed her to undress him.

"I want to see all of you. Don't be unfair,"

Oliver raised his hands over his head, allowing her full access to him, closing his eyes he heard her unbuckle his shorts and could feel her hands begin to explore..

"I'm in your hands Jen.. I'm all yours..."

 

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Jen unzipped his short and pulled them down along with his underwear. For a few moments, she stared at his length. Of course, she had caught glimpses of it in media with the kind of society they were in and the kind of circles she had gone into. But to see it up close and in reality...she blushed as she felt her insides stir again.

"I hope you don't mind if I explore a bit?" She flipped their positions, pushing him down on the couch. "I just want to take this all in, so, tell me if I'm doing something you don't like."

Her hands tentatively reached out, a single finger sliding from the base of his cock sliding down to the tip. She slid here finger over the tip and slid underneath back toward the base. Every time his cock twitched, she blinked in surprise, looking up at him if he didn't like it. When he didn't stop her, she continued to his scrotum and cupped him in her hand. She licked her lips and lightly massaged him, constantly looking at his eyes for his approval. Encouraged, she wrapped her other hand around his shaft and felt the heat and every ridge on her hand as it grew stiffer and bigger. She slid her hand to the tip and back down to the base, and when she got back up to the tip, she noticed a glistening droplet on the tip and she let go of his scrotum and traced the tip, taking his precum in her finger. She remembered how he licked her and, curious, she licked her own finger tasting him.

"Not bad," she grinned at him and started pumping him with her hand. She licked her lips and stuck her tongue out, licking his tip. It crossed her mind to take him in, but it seemed so big and she knew he was sensitive there. Not wanting to make a mistake and graze her teeth on him, she decided not to try and take his length in her mouth. Instead, she licked him, grazing the tip with her tongue before sucking him at the tip. She stopped rubbing and she gently squeezed him trying to get a rhythm between her hands and her mouth.

Again, she looked into his eyes wondering if he liked it.

 

[CoSurvivor]

When Jen took his shorts down, then his boxer briefs he felt the cool air upon his manhood bring him to a new level of full attention, and when they changed positions and he took a seat on the couch, his cock pointed to her, eagerly awaiting her attention. When Jen knelt, he took her right hand in his and kissed her hand just once.

"By all means Jen, explore. I'll let you know if you do something I don't like." He highly doubted that she'd go anywhere near something he wouldn't like.. Jen seemed to innately have the right idea in mind whenever she touched him. When she traced her finger around his cock then cupped him, Oliver groaned lightly nodding that he was enjoying her efforts. Watching her every move, he couldn't comment, it was as if his heart was beating so loud in his ears his voice had disappeared. Oliver wanted her to take him in her mouth, but he dared not make such a suggestion, it was best that he simply enjoy her exploration, let her touch and feel him, enjoy her exploration as she seemed to want to please him with every motion.

His eyes urged her on, he watched her wrap her hand around his cock and an audible groan escaped his lips. He begged with his comments, "You have such soft hands Jen..." he struggled out. Oliver's eyes closed then, he concentrated on her motions and sounds.

she stopped, or it felt like she had, and then he felt her lick his cock and an ever more urgent groan escaped him. "That was... God yessss......." her hands enveloped him, and then her lips sucked the head of his cock, he could do nothing now save for enjoying what she was doing. The thought of interrupting her, grasping her under the arms and thrusting his cock deep into her came front and center into his mind but damn if he was going to stop her exploration...

“Jen.. you are so sensuall.. your touch so soft... If you keep this up, I’m going to cum… "

 

[asetikish]

Hearing Oliver's approval, Jen sought to be a little bolder. Remembering how he didn't hold back on her, she opened her mouth wider and took him a little deeper into her mouth, sliding her tongue on him between his member and her teeth, her hot mouth taking in more of him slowly until she stopped, gagging. She pulled out, coughing a bit. However those porn stars take it all in was insane. She tried to take him in, but right now, she couldn't. For now she had her limits. She would learn soon, but for the moment, all that mattered was to make Oliver feel good without it being awkward or worrying about her.

Taking a big gulp of air, she took him in again, this time only until her limit. Remembering how he used his tongue on her, she tried to do the same, her tongue rubbing him as she sucked him, her right hand squeezing him as her left massaged his balls. Again, she felt her body heat up and tingle and she let out a low moan vibrating on his shaft as her pussy felt the hunger all over again.

Her tongue, her mouth and her hands worked on him until he came, spurting into her mouth. Shock and surprise made her pull out, coughing out a bit as he sprayed over her face, her neck and her breasts. Pulling herself together, she wiped his cum with a finger and licked it, finding his taste unique and strange, she smiled up at him.

"I think I still have a lot to learn," she said.

 

[CoSurvivor]

Oliver held out for as long as he could, her daring attempts at taking him deep in her mouth causing her to gag a bit was an amazing feeling, he knew she'd try desperately to please him, and his urgent need of release was growing...

At her deep breath, Oliver couldn't help but hold her head in his hands and groan loudly. her vibrating moan set him off just a few moments later.

"God yes.!!!!" His cock throbbed, then pulsed and he could feel every nerve ending from his toes to the hair on his head light up. His orgasm hit him like a freight train, and he exploded in Jen's mouth she could only do so much on her first time. When he opened his eyes it was as if he had bathed her face in cum. Her face, neck, and breasts, were coated. He'd never done that before but it was erotic to see it. However, watching her swipe a finger from her left breast and taste it gave him an instant hardon.

"I think I still have a lot to learn," she said,

Oliver nodded slightly while trying to regain his breath. "You did fucking fantastic your first time.. the rest will come.. with time." He realized the double meaning there but he meant it sincerely.

"We'll get to know each other's kinks, hot buttons and those little things that turn each other on. I'm looking forward to getting to know the little things I can do that will light your fire, turn you into an inferno that'll cause you to tackle me and demand to be... ravaged.."

He was about to use the word 'fucked' but thought better of it. He was still unsure of what barriers there were with Jen, and he stood on the side of caution being too dirty, in his language.

Standing up, his still erect cock pointing at her like an erotic weapon, the head of his cock still engorged, swaying with each step, he reached to help Jen to her feet and lead into his bedroom. "let's get cleaned up.."

Walking into the bathroom there was a massive shower, floor to ceiling there were at least 6 different shower sprays and a massive one overhead that came from the ceiling. "I realize this may look like overkill, but the experience of showering in here is amazing." He escorted her in, hit the number '6' on the keypad next to the shower and stepped in behind her. The shower room was big enough for two, he took a shower loufa off one of the shelves that were embedded in the wall and used one of the dispensers labeled with a 'B' squirting a healthy amount of gell on to it.

"Ladies first, and.. I hope you don't mind if I explore this time..." He soaped her up, starting with her back across her shoulders and down to small of her back, watching the suds drip down her incredible ass. He soaped her up there as well, then turned her to him soaping up her chest, her nipples, and her stomach. The water got both of them easily and washed away remaining cum that might have remained on Jen's face. Kneeling a bit, Oliver washed her legs, and got a bit farther down to wash off her toes.

When he stood up, he placed the loufa in her hands, and suggested: "I'll let you get your face..."

The moment she brought the loufa up, he was on his knees spreading her thighs just a touch burying his face into her pussy. His hands brought her right leg up and over his shoulder to support her. Licking slowly, Oliver looked up triying to see the expression on her face at his sudden attack.

"I.... love the way you taste Jen... I do..."

 

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"We'll get to know each other's kinks, hot buttons and those little things that turn each other on. I'm looking forward to getting to know the little things I can do that will light your fire, turn you into an inferno that'll cause you to tackle me and demand to be... ravaged.."

Jen grinned at the memory of how he shoved her off the edge. Made her feel things that she had never felt before. If that was a prelude to how he would ravage her, then she would have no problems demanding it of him over and over. "And I will get to know yours. Something about you loosing control makes me...I don't know exactly, but it's very attractive. Like something so raw and powerful," she shivered remembering how he looked from her vantage point. Towering over her, hands free to do whatever he wanted with her. But he held back if his twitches and his balled fists were any indication. She knew he still held back because it was her first time. That would have to change. "Don't hold back, okay?"

She noticed that he was still hard, and knew that their explorations would be far from over. Even when he said they would be cleaning up, there were undertones in his voice that told her that they would still get dirty. Grinning, she let him lead her to a shower more luxurious than anything she had ever seen in her life.

"I realize this may look like overkill, but the experience of showering in here is amazing."

"Not overkill. Just way more than I've ever had."

Oliver started the shower and she could feel the warmth of the water relieve some of the tension she still had in her muscles.

"Ladies first, and.. I hope you don't mind if I explore this time..

"Hmmm...go ahead," she closed her eyes feeling the loofah and the soap glide across the back of her skin as the water initally washed off her sweat and his cum on her. He turned her and she opened her eyes to look him in the eye as she cleaned her. Little moans and sighs escaped her lips as the loofah glided across her sensitive parts. The closer he got to her heat, the deeper she breathed, and as he passed it going further down her legs she let out a sigh. Her pussy was throbbing more and more, demanding attention from him, but she kept her mouth shut and let him work. After all, he knew what he was doing. And they did say that anticipation was part of this game. She could see how the anticipation was going to increase every sensation exponentially as she could feel her mound literally quivering with anticipation.

"I'll let you get your face..."

Jen nodded and took the loofah in her hands. With it covering her vision, she didn't notice him go down until he moved her thighs. She instinctively opened her legs, letting him manipulate her. She removed the loofah from her face and let out a yelp as his mouth made contact with her heated flesh. She dropped the loofah and placed her hands on either side of the cubicle to support herself as her legs suddenly felt weak at his assault. He placed her leg on his shoulder and the position gave him a new angle of attack. "Ah...! Oliver..." she moaned, trembling, feeling his tongue on her; his lips teasing her.

She looked down at him and their eyes met. How did he do that? Despite being lower, he still managed to be in control. In command of her, making her body sing as juices leaked out of her. And she loved it. She loved being under his control. Despite looking down at him, she was the one begging. Surrendering.

"Oli...Oliver," she moaned. "Make me cum more, please." She was panting, hips rocking a little. "Please..."

 

[CoSurvivor]

Oliver replied with his actions, as no words were necessary. His own moans of excitement would have been drowned out anyway by the steady flow of water that was cascading down Jen's body. the steady rivers of water that dripped down her face, along her neck and followed the curves of her chest made it harder for him to not just take her right here, right now in the shower. Not an exceedingly romantic spot for her first time, he'd have to hold out, hold himself back until she was clean.. well at least for the moment.

He gripped her ass with both hands now, his tongue working madly at her clit, desperately drinking in every drop of her that she'd give him. He tried to think, what might drive her over the edge, give her that extra 'push'..

Taking his right hand underneath her, he continued to massage her clit with his tongue, and slowly, slowly pushed his index finger into her. the warmth of her excited him, his need, the urgent need to be inside her grew with each passing moment. A slow rhythm began his tongue would move in counter rhythm to his own finger inside her...

Oliver unlatched himself from her clit, looking up and speaking softly, his voice hopefully audible over the rain of water coming down on them. "Let go Jen... let go.. "

 

[asetikish]

Oliver's mouth on hers felt so good, she didn't think anything else would feel better....until he pushed a finger inside her. She nearly collapsed, moaning if it weren't for him supporting her on his shoulder. She tried to stand and support herself but she was shaking, her moans echoing in the tiny space they had. It was an assault of pleasure that was making her lose all sense. His tongue on her clit and his finger inside her worked together, not giving her rest and she knew she was coming close.

"I...can't....Oli...Oh..." Her eyes were rolling up her head at the intense feelings coursing through her. Every inch of her felt so sensitive, she burned where they touched. Her hips bucked uncontrollably, wanting more and more as she panted and moaned. She felt his finger reach in and touch her in places she never had. Make her feel things more intense than before. Her pussy quivered and tightened around his finger as he worked inside her winding her tighter and tighter.

"Let go Jen... let go.. "

Even without his mouth on her clit, his finger was enough. She exploded as he fingered her, screaming, body taut and arching, arms straining to keep herself from falling. If it wasn't for his support, she would have fallen despite her efforts as every muscle felt like it had been drained of energy. She stayed there, catching her breath with every shaky inhale as the warm water refreshed and relaxed her.

But even with an orgasm better than the last, she still felt like something was missing. It wasn't complete. The image of his cock sprung to her mind and she looked down at him, eyes fluttering, focusing on him. Her voice was breathy and hoarse when she spoke. "I...I want you inside me. I need you inside me."

 

[CoSurvivor]

I...I want you inside me. I need you inside me."

Oliver nodded, he stood up, kissed her sensually, sucking her lower lip slightly, then breaking the kiss. Holding her close, Oliver lead her out of the shower and calmly turned it off. Pulling two oversized towels from a cabinet next to the shower, he patted Jen dry just a bit, and threw the second towel on to the massive California king in the center of the bedroom. Without words, afraid to break the moment Oliver took one of her hands and put it on his cock, guiding her to the bed. Helping her up and on, he stays close enough so Jen never breaks contact, she can feel the heat radiating off his cock, and in a chaotic movement of arms and legs, Oliver ends up on top of jen, layed out, her legs wrapped around his waist.

Leaning in, Oliver kisses her sweetly, once, twice, and on the third time he looks down to her hand, as she helps guide him between her folds. He can feel her now... the immense sensitivity of pressing into her, the head of his cock slowly pushes in and he is wrapped in her wetness. A slow groan escapes his lips, he smiles... and presses in, he can feel her resistance inside, and it dawns on him.. He...is her first...

Oliver leans in their eyes connect, his face is a mix of concern, passion and lust. He wants her desperately, knowing now that he is indeed her first he tries to be gentle, slowly pressing in farther, feeling the resistance. He stays there, allowing her to get used to him inside. Only when he knows she's comfortable will he begin to move, his tenderness expressing his concern, and his need to do this right...

His words ask a question that he is certain he already knows.. "Jen, am I your first? If I am, then I am proud to be..."

 

[asetikish]

Every move that Oliver made was so commanding, yet gentle at the same time, there was nothing Jen could do but surrender and let him lead. Besides, she didn't know how to do things, anyway, so it was best to follow. He dried her in such a loving manner that she thought for a moment that it was all over, and in that small moment, she felt a disappointment. Until he threw another towel on the bed and felt her hands wrap around his rock-hard cock. She could feel it alive in her hand, throbbing concert with her pussy. She couldn't help but twist her hand on it a bit to feel more of him.

Engrossed with his rod, the next thing she knew, she was on her back, and she knew, the real thing was about to happen. She was nervous and excited at the same time. A little too far from her to wrap her arms around him, she held her close with her legs instead wrapping around him. His tip made contact with her heat and she sighed rubbing herself with him in her hand as they kissed. And when he broke the kiss, she guided him to her entrance, after her light rubbing made her crave for more pleasure once again.

He entered her and she gasped, eyes widening. His cock felt so large inside her tight pussy it was amazing that he could even fit! She shuddered as he groaned pushing deeper, feeling stretched and a little uncomfortable as he pushed further. Deeper he went and she squirmed, mewling as she could feel the discomfort getting stronger, shutting her eyes tight. And then, he stopped and she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. He didn't move and it helped her adjust to him a bit, but why did he stop? Confused, she opened her eyes, meeting his reflecting a gamut of emotions--of need and of hesitation.

"What's wrong?" she breathed out, allowing herself to relax more and ease more of her discomfort.

"Jen, am I your first? If I am, then I am proud to be..."

By then, the discomfort had muted and she was able to grin at him. "Consider it a gift." She tapped his nose with a finger. "Go on. Open it. I've always wanted to give it to you."

When he pushed through, she grunted feeling a flash of pain. Her hands gripped his arms and she grit her teeth breathing hard through them. She felt stretched. Torn. In pain. But at the same time, it felt...right. She was no stranger to pain, and as she learned, breathing through it made it easier. She took a deep breath and eased her grip on Oliver. She needed to relax. While she never had any experience in the past, she was worldly enough to know that the pain was temporary. It would be better soon.

 

[CoSurvivor]

The tap on his nose broke the spell, and he smiled. No words to could express how he felt at this moment. With every ounce of emotion that he could find, every bit of passion that his soul could express, he pressed again. Oliver could feel it happen, Jen's words almost made him cry, he'd never been this exposed to someone, never felt the possibility that someone would ever do the same.

He was so happily wrong.

Oliver watched her face as the pain hit, let her grip him as tightly as she deemed necessary, he would bare it. Oliver gathered her legs, pulled them over his hips so she could feel all of him within her grasp. When he was completely inside her, he looked down between them and watched as his cock sawed in and out of Jen, it was erotic, and he could feel the boiling of his lust for her grow, but he held off... He focused, Oliver was fully inside Jen, and he could feel her as if their souls were now bound together. Slowly he rocked his hips, the rhythm he made was slow, pulling out just a bit and returning, pulling out a little more and returning all the way in. Each slow motion grew longer as he gradually rocked his hips grinding into her.

With his eyes, he conveyed his desire for her first time to be memorable, full of pleasure and ecstasy. Oliver moved only as fast as he felt she could take. If she cried out in pain, he'd stop. His tempo would gradually grow faster. His desire would eventually overtake him. Oliver was quickly growing close, all the pent-up desire he had for Jen was beginning to boil. He'd try to last until he felt her succumb to her own orgasm, but god he wanted her...

He could feel it in his balls, the need to fuck her... let loose and grind against her... He groaned... trying to hold out.

'Fuck...Jen...you feel so good..."

 

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Jen could feel him slowly, gently moving inside her, and gradually her breathing changed as she felt pleasure mingling with the pain. Her deliberate deep, slow breaths were becoming shallower and quicker with every slide of his manhood against her sensitive spots. She felt him going deeper and deeper with every slide. Felt her tight walls open for him until he was buried completely inside her.

Oliver rocked his hips three more times and Jen was feeling the pain fade and the pleasure increase. She looked between them and saw him slide in and out of her. It triggered another wave of arousal that drowned out the pain into nothing. It was as if this moment reflected the disappearance of her own pain of loneliness. Both were completely covered and changed by Oliver into something special and something that he could only give to her. Something that they could share only with each other.

"Fuck...Jen...you feel so good..."

Jen moaned in response, telling him how good he felt inside her more than words ever could. When he started to slide into her again, she used her heels and pushed him against her, making him go a little faster and harder than he intended. She gasped at the new sensation as her body quivered with desire.

"That felt better," she grinned at him. "You can stop holding back now. I can take it. I want to take it."

 

[CoSurvivor]

Oliver blinked. he almost couldn't believe his ears, she wanted him to go harder? Faster?

Nodding intently Oliver grabbed her hips with lustful urgency and gave her what she wanted.

He teased her, pounding slowly into her pussy, his rhythm was the same... until he slammed hard into her twice, driving his cock as deep into her as he could. Each thrust eliciting a deep groan from Oliver. He followed by nearly pulling out completely teasing her. With only the head of his cock inside, Oliver grasped her legs, held them straight out and drove deep once, twice and on the third he slammed hard enough into her to hear the bed give a resounding grunt as it moved under his thrust.

Oliver then leaned over her, burying his face in her hair, and held her close. Groaning with each thrust, his heart beat faster and faster as his hips sped up, grinding into her faster and faster, reaching a chaotic rhythm. He could feel it in his toes, stretching up his back, until his voice and groans grew louder until he let out one deep deep groan and pushed into her hard.

"MMMMMmmmmm..... fuck!!!!!!"

Oliver released, he exploded deep inside her, each pulse of his cock releasing a volume of his seed inside Jen. He held his position, deep in her as a wave of euphoria washed over him. His breathing now, growing slower...

"You are amazing Jen... fucking incredible...."

 

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Jen moaned as his first urgent thrusts hit her. Wave after wave of pleasure hit her more intense than before. She could feel his desire with every thrust. She gasped feeling all of him every time he buried himself inside her. And then he slammed into her. She cried out throwing her head back. She tried to have a degree of control over herself, but each time he collided with her, it was as if the force drove her wits out of her head.

Right then, nothing existed but the otherworldly feeling between her legs shooting throughout her body to the tips of her toes, curling. Her hands grasped the sheets feeling overwhelmed as she shifted his position. She tried to breathe and calm down. At least have a semblance of control over her own body, but it was impossible. She was nothing but a writhing, needy mess in his hands, unable to keep up with his assault.

With Oliver in control, she could do nothing but ride the wave, until she was screaming with every push he drove her higher to. She focused on Oliver's face, until he buried his face in her hair and held her. She rode his frantic thrusts, every muscle taut as she held him, wrapping her arms and legs around him.

"Shit...Oliver!" She arched her back to him as she came harder than she ever had, screaming his name. It hit her like punch, her walls clenching around him like a vise. Feeling him filling her. Overwhelming everything until she collapsed, barely feeling an strength inside her.

"You are amazing Jen... fucking incredible...."

She took a deep shuddering breath trying to steady herself as she grinned. "If you remember, that was all you. I was just lying here, doing nothing."

Adjusting her hold on him she shifted groaning as she put them both on their sides, and mewled when he popped out of her. Already, she missed him. "Sorry, you're a bit heavy." She smiled still catching her breath a bit. "You know, I thought I could take it, but that was just overwhelming. Don't get me wrong, it was insanely good, and I really liked it. But that drove me nuts! I couldn't do anything or think of anything. Especially when you thrust so hard. That was really amazing. Everything I felt then...I can't even put into words. But, I just thought of something...I'm not ready to get pregnant, but I don't know how that counting thing goes for safe days and things like that. I'm a bit worried."

 

[CoSurvivor]

He could feel her climax just as he did, the sensation was made all the more amazing because of how passionate they were for each other. His breathing became slower, more controlled and relaxed.. At his passionate comment, he heard Jen's response. She gave him full credit for their current state of passionate mess. It kind of touched him, made him feel that maybe he hadn't quite made her a full 50/50 part in their coupling.

"Jen... You surely didn't do 'nothing' you encouraged me, spurned me on.. You wanted me. Next time, you'll be on top, or we can get a Kama Sutra book and go through all the positions..." His tone of voice was playful, encouraging, he wanted her to feel like she was his equal, he hated the feeling of dominating her in the bedroom unless that's what she wanted. But, this being her first time, it was hard to know exactly what she desired in that role. Would she want to be aggressive? Part of him hoped so, he'd found it a great turn on when she'd been forward with him.

Rolling off Jen as she pushed him over, he gave a laugh and agreed then nuzzled in, kissed her lips sweetly and looked into her eyes as she spoke.

"You know, I thought I could take it, but that was just overwhelming. Don't get me wrong, it was insanely good, but I was just driven insane. I couldn't do anything. Especially when you thrust so hard. That was really amazing. But...I just thought of something...I'm not ready to get pregnant, but I don't know how that counting thing goes..."

He flicked her nose with his tongue and kissed her, smiling warmly. "Jen.. this is the year 2031, not 1960. The days of men not taking part in preventing pregnancies went out about ten years ago." Adjusting so Jen was half on him, half off, sort of straddling his left leg, Oliver pointed at three small dots in a lateral line on his inner right thigh. Two of them were darker than the outer most dot, it looked as if it was fading.

" 'We' are protected. You won't get pregnant from me. It's as close to one hundred percent effective as possible. Or so the doc's tell me. That said, if you want to get checked out, we can do that when we get back to New York. So...."

With a gentle but quick motion, Oliver pulled Jen's leg across his lap, pulling her on top of him.

"I hope that sets your mind at ease. " The thought of being inside her again, watching her ride him caused a genuine stir within him...

 

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"I hope that sets your mind at ease. "

Jen nodded, but she frowned as she lay her head on his chest. "No need. I trust you."

Of course, he would have had it done. He has had other women in his bed, and having a child with any of them would have been problematic. That was all before her and years in the past, but she couldn't help but feel...jealous. Possessive. She didn't like the thought that other women knew him like she did now. But again, all in the past. That was a completely irrational emotion, so she tried changing gears, remembering what he said earlier.

She raised an eyebrow. "Kama Sutra, huh? If that's what gets you going, I'll take a stab at it." She giggled. "But really, if you have a fantasy you want to try out, tell me and we can work it out," she said hoping that none of the other girls he was with had that, at the very least. Something she could call her own.

Wiggling against him, she felt something brush her thigh and she swore she noticed his manhood twitch. Not quite sure how to deal with what she thought she saw, she subtly rubbed her thigh on his wet cock pretending to get a more "comfortable" position in his arms. "Hmmm...we might miss the sun on the beach if we stay here. I mean, we can always come back if you want to stay here..." She squirmed a bit more, her softness against his hard body as she felt her arousal rear its head again from feeling him on her thigh.

Sighing, she pushed up, straddling him. "I really don't think I'm done yet. Tired, but not done." She slid down a bit, her heat touching his base. "What about you?"

 

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"if that's what get's me going??" Oliver gave her a look and gave her a slight spank on the ass.

"You... are what gets me going. You are my fantasy..." He meant it.

"Well let's see Jen, where should I start..."

"Sex with you on the moon. Sex with you in the shower, Sex with you on the beach, although I think the sand would get in places neither of us would enjoy.. Sex with you in an elevator, glass or otherwise..Sex with you standing up leaning against the guard rail over there, your shorts around your ankles, my hands teasing your nipples and you pushing back on me till we woke the neighbors a thousand miles away. Sex with you when I wake up, Sex with you while we are both half a sleep. Frantic sex in my office before anyone catches us. Frantic sex because well why the hell not. Slow... deep longing sex because well being with you is the next best thing to breathing. Oh... and I forgot to mention... Sex with you while stripping you out of that tight spandex suit you were wearing the other night.. My god woman what did you do to get that on? I mean did you lotion up or did you pour it on out of a jar? "

He grinned while Jen slid up and straddled him, he could feel her heat, the wetness covering him, and with a slight push of his cock against her wetness he started to get erect again. "I know we're not done... I don't think we're anywhere near done.."

Grasping her ass with both hands and pushed her against him, He could feel her sliding along the length of his semi hardness. He'd been building to this..

"So now that you know my fantasies.. what are yours.." He said this.. while the he pushed his hips up, pulled her back and slid into her deep... A long groan escaped his lips... "My god Jen.. "

 

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Jen laughed as he numbered all the ways he wanted to have sex with her. "Okay, okay. One by one. And as for my suit. Well, you know the scrunch and pull thing you do with your socks? Yeah. That. I didn't see the need to buy your more advanced tech that can fit any form. Mine works just fine, and I see that it worked on you too."

She moaned as he pressed his cock against her. She could feel herself dripping wet all over again, coating him in her wetness and his cum leaking out of her. Her pussy lips opened as she slid up and down his length, gently grinding against him, rubbing her clit against him. Jolts of arousal coursed through her body causing her to moan again and again.

"So now that you know my fantasies.. what are yours.."

"My fan--OH!" She hissed as she felt him enter her still tight entrance. But unlike the first time, it slid all the way in as she quivered around him. She gyrated her hips with him completely inside her, enjoying the way he felt--the way he seemed to grow bigger and thicker inside her.

"No fair. Surprise attack." She kissed him playfully, then turned several shades deep in red as she remembered his question. "Well, I'm...curious about being tied up...and...being teased the whole day--I know! It's in porn realm, but when people talk about those things, you do get curious..."

Using her hands, she lightly pressed on his body from his shoulders, down his chest and his abs to bring herself to sit up. She sighed at the new angle that sent him deeper into her. After a few moments, she began to ride him slowly, with a measured rhythm. Then slowly, gradually, she began to ride him faster, her tits starting to bounce with her, but she didn't ride him hard. Having her full weight on him, she didn't know if she would hurt him if she went harder, but she felt her need grow. She rode him faster, but instead of riding him harder, she used her hands to touch her breasts. She pinched her nipples, which were stiff and begging for attention.

 

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"Yes...." Oliver felt her rock on top of him as his hands went to her hips. he simply held her, let Jen control the rhythm and the pace she wanted. He loved this position, Oliver could look up, watch the expressions of passion wash over her face each time her eyes closed, each time her mouth opened to breathe he'd feel all of them. Oliver could feel her pussy caress his cock with smooth motions, each one an expression of pure lust.

"Rock at your own pace Jen... that's it.... control the pace, ride me."

Subtly Oliver adjusted his hips a little from where he'd been, pushing his cock up into her each time she'd hit bottom.

He loved watching Jen in this position, it was even more erotic as she caressed her breasts touching her nipples, driving herself, riding him to an orgasm. Oliver would love nothing more than to adjust, sit up and take one of her nipples in his mouth and roll his tongue over it until she begged him to take care of the other one. No... this was all Jen, he'd caress her skin lovingly but he wanted her to feel her way through this... Enjoy each moment. Only when she started to lean forward, only when she started to collapse would he pull her to him, bury his face in her chest and suckle her breasts.

"Jen, you feel...amazing...."

 

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Jen was quivering. Her muscles shook as her control slipped more and more. She gave her nipples a pinch and she groaned almost collapsing on him, his cock slamming deep inside her as she caught herself with her hands on the bed. She paused, shuddering her glazed eyes meeting his breathing hard feeling herself almost teetering on the edge.

"Oli...ver...I need," she gasped feeling him twitch inside her. "I need you. Tell me what you want. I want to know how you want it."

She started moving again against him, but this time pushing herself against him harder. Moving above him, moaning, her weight not fully on him making her movements less controlled. She bounced on him, her movements getting more frantic as she rode him harder. Her mind no longer cared if she hurt him as she started to blank in her head, focusing on her arousal and her pleasure, though part of her was still aware of him. If he wanted to stop her, he could. But her pleasure just crested and crested her hands balled into fists, grasping at the sheets. Her moans filled the room cresting along with as she neared her release.

"I'm...cumming..." she moaned and her eyes started rolling up her head. But as loud as she was, nothing came out of her mouth as she came. her mouth opened as every muscle in her body stiffened and quivered. Her breath came in huge ragged puffs as she collapsed on top of him, her body shaking uncontrollably, resting her head beside him, trying to get her bearings back as she closed her eyes, feeling him. Feeling his heartbeat resonate with hers.

 

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Oliver held her gently, listened to her quiver and when her hands went to the bed sheets her long hair now draped over both of them like a private shroud, nobody could see in, nobody could see their personal exchange of smiles and kisses. Fuck the world, stay out and let them be. Oliver could hear her, feel her and hold her while she worked herself through it her own orgasm.Oliver rocked into her, trying to assist with Jen's chaotic rhythm, allowing her to still drive the experience. But, with her breasts so close, he couldn't help but latch on to her right breast with his lips, suckling and licking, lightly and gently tracing his hands to her shoulders, pulling her down as she did at the same time.

Her sudden surge of erotic explosion, the stiffening of her body over him gripped his cock like a warm snug velvet vice and as she shuddered, he took over holding her down as he rocked into her, his own orgasm only strokes away. His own orgasm hit moments after hers did, and as Jen's breast muffled his first moans, he moved his face to the side so he could breathe and take in her shuddering. As their emotions crested, Oliver honestly felt like he might weep. Not out of pain or sadness, but out of pleasure and happiness of being with someone who wanted him. Jen wanted to be here, wanted to let go of herself and it was an extremely addictive feeling that he wanted to drink in, bathe himself in and forever be part of.

"I want you Jen, just you.. "

Oliver held her gently, caressing her back, weaving his hands into the back of her hair. trying to soothe her as she came down. His cock now limp slowly came out of her, he felt slightly disappointed in himself that he couldn't last longer, couldn't keep an erection so they could go again. But really? They'd both had multiple orgasms in the last few hours, no matter the amount of pent up sexual tension between them, or how much his desire may be to grow inside her again, he knew they needed rest... and to clean up..

"Rest Jen... we'll get cleaned up in a while.. just.. rest for now.."

Rolling her off him a little Oliver relished having her in his arms. and being in hers. One tear of joy slipped from his eye..

 

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The sensations she experienced in their coupling still resonated within her as they rested in each other's arms. Part of her wanted to drift off to sleep, but she took a deep breath shaking it off. She was with Oliver for the first time in fifteen years. She just had to savor each moment of their whirlwind of a reunion. And what a whirlwind it was! She had never felt such a deluge of different emotions in the span of a few hours. And yet, she would never trade it for the world.

Jen looked at hi smiling, but paused when she saw a tear trickle down his eye worried that she had done something wrong. She reached out with her thumb and wiped it from his temple. "Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?"

 

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"No.... Nothing is wrong..."

Oliver wrapped his hand around hers and brought the thumb of her hand to his lips. He kissed it gently and smiled brighter than he'd thought he ever could.

"I kinda feel like there's a role reversal going on here, I feel like I'm Rapunzel, and you're the Prince. I've been kept away emotionally, physically from everyone save for those who could reach the high tower.. but you... You.. you took one look at it and swung a king sized sledgehammer at it. I've never been an emotional type, never been one to cry, or get sad, ask anyone, hell the media has a field day saying that my lack of emotion was why I scared of so many women off. Ha.. I was just afraid of letting anyone in."

"No Jen, nothing is wrong.. at all. for years I've wanted this, I've kept your ribbon in a box at my bedside, every night I'd be home I'd look at it, wonder where you are, what you are doing, hoping that you are ok. Now.. you're here with me, and it feels.. well, it feels fucking amazing.. It feels amazing to be able to share all of this with you."

Oliver helped her up, both of them on wobbly legs he lead her back into the bathroom, showering off, using healthy amounts of soap and water, they took their time, and honestly there were moments where he'd kneel, wash Jen's legs and look up at her, he'd want could bury his face in her pussy make her shout loud over the crashing water over their heads but he refrained. There'd be plenty of time for that. No.. he wanted to show her the view outside before the sunset and if they started up again, well they'd probably both pass out. Time didn't matter then and before they started pruning from the hot shower, they both got out, drying off with a couple more oversized towels. Oliver wrapped one around his waist, not bothering with putting any underwear on and once Jen was well covered by her own towel, he lead her back to the patio.

"After tomorrow, if you decide to stay, we'll come back here often, watch every launch or, we'll just come here, I'll get the rooms set up to work more remotely.."

He was getting ahead of himself... He didn't want to get his hopes up. She could change her mind, He still had tomorrow to prove to her she was needed here..