Beltane

Gerald Branscome

I picked up the lovely Lady Tara, holding her close to me as our mouths met, and our tongues entwined. We stood there, locked in passion, for a timeless moment... While still holding her in my arms, her legs wrapped around me, I knelt, lowering her to the soft heather which grew under the willow. We lay down, and our passion grew apace.

I traced my fingertips along her body, thrilling to the way she sharply inhaled her breath whenever I would brush them against her sensitive areas.

"Aye, lass... t'eres a magick in t' very air t'night. Your Liz is much to t'ank for it, but here and now, you, my goddess, are t' major source..." I smiled down at Tara, and began to unbutton her blouse. "An' I mean t' do some serious worshippin on your altar!"
 
My fingers twining into your hair as the gentle pressure of your mouth opens my very core. Wet, warm and wanting-I moan as I feel your mouth kiss and drink from me. My legs spread as I am freed from my skirts, and I lay back watching you lick and nibble the moist petals of love's flower.
I am entranced by your tonguing and my cries of pleasure grow bolder as I climb higher up pleasures peak. Soon your mouth begins it's slow ascent towards my own, and I hungrily kiss my sweet spending from your lips as my fingers fairly fly to your waistband. Eager to free you and just as eager to taunt you with the same delicate tonguing.
 
Jacen:

Impassioned breath poured from Jacen's still moist lips. Lips dampened with Liz's sweet release... He breathed it in, let it infuse itself into his blood. He felt the soft skin of her hands at his waist, and knew the heady sensations coursing through him were not that of the mead's effects, but her... She was a potent creature, and there had been times that, just to look at her, his mind would be stolen away for a moment. This was one of those times, and then some.

He had thought to play the seducer, and had done an admirable job of it at first, but it seemed in the blink of an eye he found himself laying on his back, moaning as her silken hand held him erect, and her tender mouth drew tightly around the head of his cock.
 
Slowly I swirl my tongue around the tip, then tilting my head ever so slightly I slide slowly down the length. My throat opening to accomadate you.
I repeat this maneuver achingly slowly several times, all the while looking at your face, my eyes darker with their intent. My mouth hot on your skin and my warm fingers teasing, touching and stroking.
My lips streched taut over you as I suckle, then surrender my throat again to your advances.
I pull away just to the tip and begin to lick, kitteish now softly all over the swollen head. I flick my tongue on the throbbing veins, and then work nimbly down to your sac-where I engulf you again in my mouth.
Pausing in my ministrations, I ask,
" Am I still your favorite hostess?"my voice husky, my mouth soft upon you again.
 
Tara felt Geralds fingers undoing the last button of her blouse, and gasped as the night air tightened her nipples. Her breath caught as she felt his mouth close over her right breast, capturing her nipple between his lips and gently sucking. Though small, they were highly sensitive, and seemingly had a direct connection to the center of her sex. She felt herself grow wet and hot, aching for a release she had not yet known. Intstinctually her hands went to his head and stroked his hair as he first lavished attention on her breasts, and then up to her neck. Just when she thought she could take it no longer, he shifted postions. "What have we hear, then? A wee foot! Sure and I've never seen a fairy with blue toenails, you must be a new breed entirely!" And with that he took her foot in hand and began a slow assault on her instep, nibbling and kissing the highly sensitive skin. Her back arched against the ground- the sensations were so intense all she could focus on was the position of his lips and the effect they had on her entire body. His hands stroked her calf, and his kissing followed suit...
 
Jacen:

The attentions of Liz's mouth upon him were nearly more than Jacen could bare. His heart beat a wild rythem as she nursed him to unimaginable hardness, and continued on. "Yes!" He gasped in reply to her words. "You have always been... And always will be." The momentary absence of her mouths caress freeing his possessed mind long enough for him to set up and pull her to him. His hands were rough with lust but they could cause her no pain, they never could. He pressed a needing kiss to her lips and eased her down along his side.

One hand tangled into her hair as he pressed their kiss on to a more heated level, his tongue within her mouth, symbolic of how he desired to penetrate her. His other hand glided down to her hip, resting just below her rear, moving her leg up along his thigh, he began to nudge his hips forward, his cock, moist and hard, touching her belly. He pulled back ever so slightly and shifted then eased against her once more. This time then length of his cock slide, slick and warm against the lips of her pussy. The erotic heat of her supple body drew a deep moan from Jacen's soul, the low vibrating tone of it hummed against Liz's lips, making them tickle slightly.
 
Gerald Branscome

I continued to kiss my way up Tara's delectable calf, then paused. "Y'know, m'love... t' traditional way t' celebrate Beltane is skyclad..."

He proceeded to undress Tara, very slowly, kissing each bit of newly-revealed flesh tenderly, reverently...

Once she was completely nude, her pale skin glowing in the moonlight, he proceeded to take off his own clothing, then lay down beside her on the heather. Gerald hummed an ancient Celtic air to her and caressed her flesh, causing shivers of anticipation to shoot straight through her. Tara could feel her passion mounting, her sex becoming wetter by the second. When Gerald began to kiss her body again, nibbling and nipping at her most sensitive spots, she nearly came on the spot.

Gerald worked his way down her taut belly, and began to kiss his way to the mound above her sex, the soft hairs there transmitting each kiss straight through to very primitive and ancient parts of her brain. He could smell the sweet, musky scent of her flowing pussy, and inhaled deeply of her perfume...
 
Nothing had prepared her for the sensations she was now experiencing- no books, no magazines stolen from her dad's bedside table, no descriptions from friends..even Liz had never mentioned the way your body could tense to the point of paralysis, your breath could catch, your toes curl...

And then, and then...Gerald's mouth sucking gently on her clit, she arched her hips higher towards his mouth, eager for the pressure to increase- she felt a finger nudge aside her lips and slowly enter her most secret place, a place only her own finger had explored. But not like this, never like this....As he pushed his finger further inside her pussy, he took her whole sex in his mouth, devouring her, inhaling her....and all at once, and yet in exquisite detail, she felt her body hurtle over the top, crash against the shore, wave after wave of pure pleasure wash through her, the breath that she had been holding for what seemed like hours finally allowed to release, and she moaned and cried out "Oh yes, please, Gerald, Oh yes..." and words became sounds and prayers and worship of this most sacred of rituals.

Slowly, slowly she relaxed, the arch of her spine settling back into the heather. Gerald looked up and smiled, his face covered with her juices. "I take it ya' enjoyed that did ya lass?" he spoke as her kissed his way up her belly towards her face. Ravenous now, she showed her appreciation in her kiss, wanting to devour his lips and he had devoured her sex, licking and sucking, tasting her own juices for the first time and finding the experience made her want more. She played her hands over his body, gathering information through her fingertips- the soft hair on his chest, the smoothness of his skin, and oh, the hardness of his cock. Fascinated, her hands explored every inch of him, and he accomodated her curiousity. He rolled to his back and spread his legs to allow her access to his entire body. Her fingers stroked his balls, amazed and delighted at how they tighened under her touch. She discovered how he'd jump at the soft draw of her nails down his inner thigh. And his cock...it was beautiful. Strong and thick and mesmerizing...she drank in the sight. Unable to resist, she bent her head and kissed the tip, her hair falling over his stomache. She tasted the saltiness of the liquid seeping from the slit, and licked it off entirely. His moan of pleasure emboldened her, and she opened her mouth to him, unsure of exactly how to proceed, but allowing herself to be guided by his response...
 
A deep purr warmed my throat as I wrapped my legs tightly around you. I growl gently as I flex my inner muscles and allow the soft flesh to gently nip at you-
"Stay still, let me..." my voice almost animalian, as my damp walls cling and release slowly I raise my hips to better grasp you-the wet velvet of my cunt engulfs you.
 
Gerald Branscome

As Tara's tongue touched the head of my incredibly stiff cock, I thrust my hips towards her a little. "Yes, lass... take yon shaft into yuir mouth, why don't ya?" Obviously very inexperienced, Tara opened her mouth hesitantly, and sucked the tip of my cock into it, her warm lips enveloping my sex with delightful wetness. "Aye, Tara, love, t'is wonderful... go on wi' yuirself, now, and suck on it... dinna be afraid darlin'..."

Much to my surprise, given Tara's inexperience, she caught on very quickly as to how to pleasure me with her mouth. Soon, her lovely head was bobbing up and down, taking most of my shaft deep into her willing mouth with evey stroke. Her tongue swirled around the tip of my cock, and her hands stroked the part of the shafte she just couldn't quite fit in her mouth. "Oh, Tara, lover... sure'n yuir mouth is a magickal place... yuir about to get yuir reward, lass... are you ready?"

Tara looked up from her pleasuring of me, her eyes filled with lust, and she smiled her anticipation. Very soon thereafter, I moaned loudly, "Are you ready, lass?!! Here it comes!" The suction from her mouth increased, and I beagan to shoot load after steming load into her mouth. Trouper that she was, she managed to swallow every bit of it...
 
Jacen:

"Elizabeth..." Jacen moaned as her body accepted him in. So hot and erotic was the embrace of her pussy that Jacen's frame shook with a desire for more. He drew her fully atop himself, delighting in the graceful strength of her beauty. His cock pulsed with life as the drenching silken sheath of her cunt consumed him. The sharing of their bodies seemed to bring a tangible weight to the air around them, as though Jacen could reach out and ball up a hand full of reality in his palm, kneeding it like play dough into anything he wished it to be.

Instead, his hands sought to touch her. Along her shoulders, down her arms, slipping inward along her frame to caress her breasts as she sat up atop him. Her head drifting back, then to the side as she pressed herself down along his cock. Her hands were on his chest as she lifted away, her fleshy sheath so tight and reluctant to release even an inch of his cock from within her slick depths. His hands played down along her belly to support her hips as they flowed into a slow, constant writhing against one another.
 
Arching my back I moaned as another climax tore through me, then another. Sweat rolled down my back and I bit my lips as I tried not to cry out. Belly to belly, we writhed like animals until finally I coaxed from your hardness a sweet release-deep into me. I looked into your eyes and we watched each others pleasure splay across our faces,again and again. I collasped in the sweet little death on top of you and clung to your frame as my tremors slowed.
 
As the rush of cum from his cock rocketed into her mouth, Tara was momentarily stunned. Despite his warning, she had never experienced man's orgasm and was thrilled with the effect she had achieved. She swallowed instinctually, and kept on swallowing, unsure of when to stop. Gerald relaxed back onto the heather, and placed a hand on her head. She almost reluctantly removed her mouth from his cock, planting a small kiss on the head in way of thanks. He pulled her down next to him and tucked her small body under his arm, half lying over his chest. She tasted the air, and inhaled a scent she had never smelled before. Gerald noticed, and whispered "That's the smell o' lovemakin' darlin'- ain't it grand?" And it was grand, and intoxicating. She felt the stirings of lust rise from deep within her core, a sense that there was more to come, more to learn, more to be had. "Gerald," she spoke aloud, "will you...I mean, can you...um...since its Beltane and all, and I want to...." she fell silent, unsure of the words to use. She wanted to fuck him, to feel him inside of her, to know what a man's cock deep within her really felt like. And he was so beautiful., in so many ways. She wanted it to be his cock.
 
Gerald Branscome

I kenned full well what the lovely lady in my arms desired. Astonishingly, her sweet plea brought life anew to my lad... "Tara, darlin'... 'twould be me pleasure." Matching deeds to words, he gently rolled her over on to her back, then knelt between her legs. "Now, love, I'm going to go nice an' easy... sure'n a bonnie lass like yerself deserves a wonderful time becoming a woman, an' I hope to give it to you."

Positioning myself carefully, I place the head of my already stiff cock at the opening into her sweet, warm wetness. Tara spread her legs wide open, obviously ready for my penetration, but I wanted to take my time, so I bent to kiss her gently while I slowly slid myself into her tight pussy.

"Ah, me darlin'" I murmured into her lips, "Yuir sae beautiful in the moonlight..." I met the expected resistance, and paused... "Now, Tara, this may hurt a wee bit, but I promise ye, it'll be over soon, an ye'll be feeling MUCH better..."
 
Jacen:

After the tremores of Liz's sex had drained him of all his stored seed, Jacen held her to him. His hands massaging along her shoulders, her back, her rear, then back up. His fingertips pressed into her soft, feminine skin all along her spine as her head rested on his chest. It was sublime just to have her in his arms.
 
"mmmmmmmm,"
I nestled into his glorious skin and purred.
As I came slowly back to my senses, I was delighted to see the same look of satisfaction on dear Jacen's face.
" So did you enjoy the spread?"I giggled as I tried to sound serious.
"We should perhaps share a shower, seeing as the night is young and there are more delights ahead.", climbing off of my glorious mount I headed into the bathroom.
 
Jacen:

Jacen watched Liz as she moved off of him. Watched as she stood, her body bare, seeming to glow in his eyes with the pleasures they had just shared. He moved to drop his legs over the edge of the bed and sat up as she slipped into her bathroom, her form being stolen from his sight as she disapeared within. He stood as he heard the water being ran.

When he walked in after her she was standing in the shower, her beautiful form enough to spark his lusts once more. He stepped in behind her, pulling the curtain shut as she set the shower to run, a momentary blast of cold water jetted forth then quickly subsided into a steaming hot spray. Jacen watched as Liz drenched her hair down, then he reached out and turned her about, to face him. Just the sight of her there had brought him to ridged hardness again, and he did nothing to conceal it as he drew her closer to his hands tightening on her hips. "Elizabeth..." He breathed as the streaming water drenched his chest.
 
All Tara could think was "Takeitout-takeitout-takeitout" the pain was so intense. But in the midst of her panic, she realized that Gerald wasn't moving, and the pain was not getting any worse. In fact, it was starting to diminish, bit by bit. His eyes caught hers and his steady gaze further calmed her. "Its all right love, breathe into it, I'm here, its all right, take your time..." he continued the steady reassurements and she inhaled slowly, and exhaled, allowing the tension to seep from her body. He was inside her. The thought made her clit throb with desire, and suddenly she wanted more. The pain was almost a memory. She pressed towards him, and his cock slipped deeper inside. As she spread her legs wider still, she felt his body come to rest against hers. His pubic bone came in contact with her clit, and she ground against him, moaning with the touch. He continued his endearments in her ear, the music of his brogue supplying a steady stream of wetness to her cunt....
 
Gerald Branscome

I had finally penetrated Tara's virginity, sliding my member to its length, deep within her. Her arousal was obviously growing with leaps and bounds, now that her barrier was well and truly broken. "Ah, me darlin'... isna' t'at better, then? Yuir sae hot 'n wet fer me... Ye feel sae good..." I slowly pulled back, then as slowly thrust back in. "T'ere ye go, love. *moan* Ah, yesss..."

Her tightness made it a challenge for me to avoid cumming immediately... Damn, but she felt good!

Tara moaned to me, "Faster... please... harder..." I couldna' resist her pleas... I began to thrust faster, her pussy becoming hotter and wetter with each passing second.
 
The feel of his cock slipping in and out of her wetness was incredible- finally, to know what it truly was like, rather than rely on description from books or friends. She brought her feet up around his legs, her hands to his ass, feeling him move in and out. Her hands seemed to have an effect, as he began to move even faster than before. He drove into her with a steady rythm, his breath growing shorter and shorter. As he stroked, Tara felt another orgasm rising in her, spurred on by his obvious pleasure in her tight sheath. As he filled her with his hardness, she came once again, gripping him tight as her pussy spasmed around his cock. This proved too much for him, and his thrusts took on a sense of purpose- he was in as deep as he could possibly go when his cock exploded inside her. She could actually feel the cum spurt out, feel his cock pulse with load after load...
 
Gerald Branscome

When Tara's warm tightness, spasming with orgasm, contracted around my cock, I could not hold back any longer. I came incredibly intensely, more of my massive load of hot cum shooting out with each pulse of my orgasm. As we each came, we devoured each other's mouths and our hands roughly squeezed, empowered with passion.

Eventually, our respective orgasms subsided, and I relaxed, still atop and within Tara, allowing our bodies to rest together. "Ah, Tara, me darlin'... Ye were absolutely fokkin magnificent!" I kiss her gently, all over her face, delicately licking the drops of sweat from her face.
 
Tara reveled in the glow of having been thoroughly well fucked. She loved the weight of him, lying still between her thighs, her pussy throbbing now and then with aftershocks. She returned his kisses with ferver.certain this was love. He teased her neck, licking and kissing the sensitive skin below her ear. She wriggled against him, and felt his now soft cock slip from her warm vagina. "Ahhhh..." she breathed "I miss it already. Thank You, Gerald," she said formally, suddenly unsure of what was suppose to happened next. "It's I should be thankin' you, Lass- 'tis quite a gift you've given me." She smiled in response, thrilled that he enjoyed himself as much as she had. Suddenly, she was ravenous..."I could use a couple of those banock cakes about now..."
 
The steam rose, thick and the air once again seemed more of a texture than an etheral breeze. My body was immedialtely responsive to yours and again my moans began low in my throat before rumbling as deep and low as my hunger.
My hands worked over your body soothing the muscles with my fingers kneading in the rosemary soap, working down to your hardness and the silken skin of your cock. Slowly sliding my fingers up and down then soaping your sac, then daring to move my fingers behind the sac-taunting and stroking the flesh there.
 
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