A Walk in the Woods...

[cgraven]

Marda sweet innocent Marda who was so afraid, so sure she was ugly, now free. The veil had been lifted from her eyes, she was accepting the fact that far from being ugly she was in fact beautiful and desirable to men.

Marda was also free to experience the joys of sex, in all its forms, or soon would be. I saw that she realized that far from being the powerless victim, her greedy family had convinced her she was, that she in fact held power, and she loved this knowledge.

Her mouth was animate and she freely experimented with pleasing me. I was beside myself with joy, as she opened her throat to take my entire shaft into her warm mouth. She suddenly chocked, but rather than spiting me out, she relaxed and this time succeed, where she had failed.

I was wild with joy and passion, as my hips matched the rhythm of Marda’s sucking mouth and throat. I fought to control the building lust, the need to fill her with my seed, but I lost that battle, as my body arched and I screamed out my Joy.

 

[Merelan]

I was suddenly filled with liquid. Hot and salty. Swallowing as fast as I could, only gagging a little. His cries and body telling me he was in the throes of orgasm. This was his seed. I wept, true tears, as he held me to him, gifting me with it. My tongue still swirling, licking, my hands still massaging his balls and they emptied. Honoured, surprised and proud of making this man, this incredible man, lose control.

 

[cgraven]

I howl my joy as Marda greedy sucks and swallow I feel my self waning then

Her tongue is still swirling, licking, her hands still massaging my balls and they are emptied.

There is a, surprised and proud look upon Marda’s face.

“It is time love.”

Marda rolls from me to recline on her back, yet I stop her. And guide her astride my waist.

“No love not submissive but equal.” I gently guide her with my words as she begins to settle on my shaft held in a delicate little hand.

 

[Merelan]

It is time? Yes. Yes. I roll over, but he pulls me up, astride him. Blushign I take his cock in hand. Never have I done this. Directing it to my pussy. Suddenly nervous, but meeting his eyes, and all fears pass.
I am beautiful. i am a woman of sexual need and beauty. I pleasure him, as well as am pleasured. I brought him love and beauty, and he brought me life, and loving.
A deep moan escaped my lips as I sink down, his shaft piercing me so easily. i am soaked, my fingers wet with my desire for him. Pussy lips stretched with him, I am filled with him. Sinking till our pelvis meet. Sitting, still, locked in his eyes. His heart.
But I am naughty girl at times. Wanting to taste myself. Licking my fingers slowly, cleaning them, leaving one, drawing it across his lips. Daring to be as bold as I want to be, knowing it is he. Him that draws me out and onward.
I rise, and fall, my strong legs needed as I ride him slowly. Barely moving, till his hands find my breasts. Back arching, lip biting as he teases at them.

 

[cgraven]

Blushing now, her delicate hand takes my cock and guides to her pussy. I smile, my eyes speaks of the pleasure she brings me. Her crimson cheeks so enflame me, as there is a wanton innocence in her every action. As Marda stretches out her free hand to balance herself, I bring my knees up to aid her, to support her , and to draw her closer to me.

A deep husky moan escapes Marda’s lips as she settles down up on my cock. She is tight as the head of my shaft plows this near virgin ground. My own gasps of pleasure mingle with hers. We are now hip to hip, and thigh to thigh. Marda’s fingers glisten with her own sexuality. A coquettish smile crosses her face, as she brings her fingers to her lips, then slowly licks them clean, save one. Our eyes locked she offers me the last remain trace of the sweet nectar that is Marda. That one finger presses to my lips and I suckle its honey dew perfection.

My hands are up on Marda’s breast again and I apply all the secrets that I have discovered that please her so. I can not help but speak what fills my heart with joy. My voice a soft hushed whisper.

“Marda you please me so my love.”

Her strong athletic legs aid her as she rises and slides back on my shaft. As she becomes accustomed to me deep inside her, Marda becomes bolder. Her back arching, lip biting, as I teases her nipples, Marda is lost in her own sexual needs.

I am son lost in a dizzying world of conflicting wants and needs. I long to fill her with my seed, and long to hold till, she can stand the pleasure no longer. We are now so lost to the world around us, equal in our needs, and desire to give the utmost pleasure to the other.

 

[Merelan]

His teasing at my nipples made me cry out. It felt like they were on fire. Every touch zinging through me. His cock so full. In control I rode him slow, then fast, then slow again. Reachign around with both hands and feeling his balls as they hung and rubbed against my anus.
"Awwww." It was all I could say, his fingers found my clit and rubbed her. Yes, I wanted to plead with him.
On fire I rode faster, looking down and seeign my breasts jutting out further from my arms being behind me.
I needed. Needed to touch them. Now running my ands over my own body, feeling the fire I spread. Lifting them and teasing the nipples. Pinching at them, raking my nails across them. The heat I was feeling made me feel red and flushed, yet my skin seemed so pale on his.
Then the orgasm started, from the deep pit in my belly I felt it rolling outward, engulfing me. Head thrown back, hands convulsively squeezing at my breasts I cried out. No longer able to ride him, only the wave of pleasure he was giving me.

 

[cgraven]

Marda rode my shaft in a wonder of experimentation in control but slowly losing the control that had dominated her life so far. A low sensual “Awwww." Escaped he parceled lips.

Ohhhh…….Hmmmm deep plaintive as she again rubbed my balls wit he small delicate hand. Her body so pale contrasted to mine the.... her fingers seek her own clit …. her breasts as she is lost in a frenzy of sensation. My hands merge with hers as I massage her breasts, her blush crimson, not from shame but discovery of pleasure. As he Orgasm starts my finger finds her clitoris and rubs the rock hard nub.

I am closet to my own release but am still as Marda rides the wave then is engulfed by her orgasm. My hand drenched with Marda’s essence I run my fingers across her parched lips to moisten and refresh them.

I moan “Mardaaaaaaa”

 

[Merelan]

I start to come down only to hear him moan my name. It sounds like a chant, a charm. Whispered, then cried out as I ride him harder. Little jolts and waves still pulsing through me. My pussy wild for something. Wild for him. Collapsing down onto him, pressign against him. I feel wanton, sexy, beautiful.

Whispering close. "Fill me with your cum. Give me the gift of your essence. Please. No one has ever filled me before. Be my first." Kissing and biting at his neck and ear. Then pushing back up into a sitting position. Again running my hands down my body. Playign with my nipples, then reaching down and playing with his. Looking close to see if he liked that. his back arching. Yes.

 

[cgraven]

Marda’s orgasm rocks her delicate body, her head thrown back in wild abandonment, then physically drained she collapses onto my chest. Her voice a hoarse whisper, so sexy and wanton as she breathes into my ear;

"Fill me with your cum. Give me the gift of your essence. Please. No one has ever filled me before. Be my first."

She straitens and with a visible effort rides my steely shaft. First taunting her nipples then mine, a coquettish smile, as she sees if this pleases me and it does. Sparks of pleasure course through me, driving me to the edge of ecstasy, the muscles of her tight vagina gripping, holding, and milking me. I thrust up as Marda plunges down, I am buried deep with in her penetrating to her womb as I fill her with my seed and passionately moan Marda.

I hold her close to my chest as she collapse once more spent, but basking in the contented after glow of passion.

I stroke Marda’s hair and back and whisper how she has pleased me so. I speak of her beauty, I speak of my love for her, and my need for her. I am content.

 

[Merelan]

We curl up togather and i drift off to sleep, his whisperings growing lower as he too sluips off into slumber. My body for once content. My mind at peace. In my lover's arms, I am beaty.

 

[cgraven]

I wake at the first light of day, as it peaking through the window. I slowly dress leaving my boots off so as not to disturbed Marda’s rest. I collect her things that are scattered about the cabin and neatly fold them and put them on the lone chair.

I lean against the door frame and take in that delicate naked form lying on my bed. Only three days ago a stranger at my door, scared of so many things. She was scared of being lost, of being ugly, of being a servant for her family for the rest of her life, scared of love and scared to see the beauty that she was. Now Marda was free of the past her eyes wide open to who she really was. A gorgeous sensual creature. Yes Marda was free but I knew that I was not.

There was a sad longing in my heart as a tear ran down my cheek. I knew that she must return to the world she belong to and I to mine.

 

[Merelan]

OOC Hey, you kicking me out?

Marda:

Slowly awakening to the touch of the sun, as it filtered through his curtains. Stretching out, only to find him gone. Sitting up quickly and rubbing at my eyes. There he was. I smiled widely, and threw out my open arms to him. But his face seemed so sad, and were those tears?
Lowering my arms, and hugging myself close, suddenly feeling cold and empty again. Swallowing hard. Trying not to cry. What had I done?

 

[cgraven]

She ups bright as the sun her smile warm and inviting, her arms held open to me. Then a cloud passes over face as a sadness enters her heart she closes in on her self retreating to the old familiar Marda full of self doubts , seeing only failing, wondering what she had done wrong.

I run to her and my kisses try to reassure her of the truth, she is beautiful, and I love, her so. I pour my soul out to her, my love for her, how she pleases me beyond words. I hold her close to me afraid to lose her but knowing now I must tell her the truth. Would she understand, how could she understand?

I hesitate then slowly as I look into her eyes I begin;

“Marda…………………………”

 

[Merelan]

His arms engulf me, his words wash over me like a calming wave. he loves me, I am beautiful. I am his. We rock together, close again. Whatever it is I shall face it with him.
He whispers my name. Pausing. Seemingly trying to gain control, and say what he needs to say. I pull him to me. My hands stroking his head, his shoulders. Waiting patiently, sensing him calming as I let my strength flow to him.
"Yes, my beloved. Speak to me." Kissing his cheeks, his nose, his forehead. His lips. Pausing there to nibble and lick teasingly with my tongue.

 

[cgraven]

Again the Marda has happy her kisses and teasing filled me with joy, yet I knew what had to be done.

“Marda I want you to really listen to me my love.”

I lift her chin and hold her eyes with mine. Hoping beyond hope she’d understand.

“You must return to the world that you have known”

I see her start to speak and as before ma finger goes to her lips to silence her.

“I want you to stay with me more than I have ever wanted anything in my life but…..”

He went on to explain how she needed to face her old life before she could start a new one. If she did not then she would never truly know the truth of his words, nor could she be truly happy.

They held each other tightly as they cried for the love and joy they had found in each other and for the parting they both knew must take place.

“Give it a year and If you still want me I’ll be here waiting for you till the end of time if necessary.”

 

[Merelan]

Marda:

Hs words stung, like knives through me. Though his eyes wept, his hands softend the blow. He held me close as I cried. My heart breaking, and mending in his arms.

A year? I did not want to leave for a day. But what right did I have to say no. To force myself on him. Pulling back, knowing my face was red and swollen with the tears, wet and shiney, yet still beautiful.

"If you say I must go I will. But I swear to you. In one day, to the minute you force me to go. I will be at that door again. And at that time, you will never be rid of me. Never."

 

[cgraven]

“Marda you better be.”

I Walked Marda back to the main trail and waved to her from the ridge. God I hoped she’d return. As I headed back to the Cabin my head started to ache.

“So your back again old friend.”