Southern Style

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

Beau's mouth on my nipple...his hands encircling, holding, caressing, squeezing my breasts were making me lose my mind. On some level, I was holding my breath, waiting for the pain. But it never came, just this unbelievable, unbearable, steady escalation of pleasure.

I was hardly aware of my hands; they seemed to be acting on their own - threading through Beau's hair, squeezing his shoulders, raking down his back trying to drag him closer to me...

 

[Merelan]

I slowly stepped back into the shadows, releasing the trigger on the shotgun. At first I had thought he was forcing her, but now, watching.. I could see he was giving her what she most needed. Tender love. I shut my eyes and turned away, quietly returning the my empty bed, replacing the shotgun on the floor at my side.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

A cold hand touched my shoulder; I would have sworn that danger was lurking in the shadows. Shaking off the feeling, I realized that Katie was pulling me closer. Moving, I slid down her body. Her eyes were half closed; little sounds rippling from her lips. Both my hands caught one of her well-turned ankles. As I caressed the back of her calf, I sucked on her toes - one at a time. The scent of her arousal wafted into my nostrils. I kissed and sucked her toes for a long time...stroking her lovely legs at the same time.

My eyes were open; every movement of her lush body arousing me more. It has been so long.........

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

Beau's hands traveled down my legs until he found my foot. I gasped when he sucked one toe after another into his mouth. The sensation was almost too much for me to bear. I heard the strangest animal noises...then realized they were comming from my own throat! I opened my eyes and found him looking intently at me. I begged him with my eyes, holding my hands out to him, wanting to draw him closer...

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

I needed no more invitation. Katie's outstretched arms were beckoning. My lips trailed along Katie's leg; kissing higher as my hands found the back of her thighs. Her legs were firm yet soft...another paradox. I slipped my tongue from between my lips and caressed Katie with the tip. Her calf, her knee, and then her inner thigh. I knew that her experiences with men had been raw and cruel. Suppressing the flare of anger toward the animals who hurt Southern women, I lingered - kissing and licking Katie's soft flesh. My hands travelled higher; brushing the curves of her incredibly firm ass. My hands opened and closed, squeezing, but never hurting.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

OOC: so sorry darling!

IC: Beau's hands were so soft! His tongue was like satin on my skin, doing things that were so scandalous. I shouldn't let him kiss me there, but I couldn't find the words to make him stop. I didn't want him to.
I finally managed to catch one of his hands with mine and brought it to my lips. I tenderly kissed each finger, tentatively sucking on each one. I wanted so badly to bring him some measure of the pleasure he was bringing to me.
I held his hand against my cheek, my eyes imploring.
"Show me how to love you," I begged in a whisper.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

Katie's mouth - sucking my fingers - dropped the last barriers. My mouth kissed her nether lips, tenderly and very softly. Her soft voice, "Show me how to love you," sent surges of emotion coursing through my veins.

Standing quickly, I stripped off my shirt and pants. I wanted this lovely creature against my bare skin; to feel every inch of her. My erection was a visible sign of my need for her.

I pulled the soft coverlet from the back of the couch and spread it on the floor as she watched. Dropping again to my knees, I showered her body with kisses; from the tip of her nose to the tip of her toes. Then I slid to the floor on the coverlet. Still holding one of Katie's hands, I laid on my back and pulled her gently to me; the fingers of one hand stroking her arm.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

Beau tugged gently on my hand and I cautiously slipped to the floor with him. His lips and tongue and fingers had worked me into near mindlessness. I was unsure in my mind what to do, but my body took over for me.
I slid my fingers along Beau's body as he had done to me, touching and exploring each hill and valley. I leaned down and kissed his lips, allowing my naked breasts to graze his chest. Finally, I leaned back and fulfilled my curiousity regarding the stiff piece of flesh the likes of which had once caused me so much pain.
With a questioning look in my eyes, I reached forward and touched it lightly with just the tips of my fingers. It was so soft! It was like a steel bar wrapped in satin. A small drop of fluid leaked out of the opening and I looked at Beau with a question in my eyes.
"It's okay," he reassured me, his voice a low rumble. "Go ahead and touch it. You won't hurt me."
"I will try not to," I whispered. I slowly wrapped my fingers around it, holding it gently. Beau reached his hand up and placed it over mine, showing me how to stroke him, showing me how much pressure to use.
When it seemed my eyes had lost that lustful glaze, he sat up again and pressed me back to the floor.
"There's plenty of time to learn all you need to learn," he said, his voice husky, "but right now, I don't think I can hold back any more."

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

Katie was sensuality itself - wrapped in a lovely body, with an innocence that was a most powerful attraction. As she learned how to stroke me I forced my mind to focus on things in another dimension. It had been so long; and this woman was truly a dream. As her small hand ran up and down my shaft, I reached out and captured one of her lush breasts in my hand. Stroking and caressing the full globe, I let my rough palm brush over her nipple. My hand drifted lower, touching the soft blonde fur at the apex of her legs.

My voice sounded gutteral even to me as I said, ".......I don't think I can hold back anymore." Pressing her back on the floor, I bent and kissed her full on the lips, passion surging from one of us to the other - and back. I knelt between her legs and gently spread them apart a bit more. Knowing, instinctively, that she had been hurt by men, I guided my throbbing shaft carefully against her lips. I slid the length up and down, watching as it began to glisten - from her juices. I held back; wanting her to want me, not surrender to me. She looked unbelievably erotic. Her legs spread, soft pussy lips framed by slick blonde fur, her magnificant breasts rising and falling with each rapid breath. I felt her small hands gripping my shoulders; urging me closer. I guided the wet tip of my shaft against the opening to her core and pressed, gently. I felt myself slide in a couple of inches. I stopped and withdrew almost all the way. Then I began a rhythmic dance; slipping in a couple of inches and then retreating...

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

My need was intense. Beau's loving and tender eyes were banishing all memories from my mind. I could barely remember my name, let alone past hurts.
I closed my eyes and allowed the sensations of Beau's manhood sliding against my wet center. I held his shoulders tighter and pulled him closer to me, wanting to feel him with my whole body.
He entered me gently, then pulled away. I felt the sweetest wanting ache build inside me. I simply didn't know that being possessed by a man in this way could feel pleasurable. I bucked my hips toward Beau. I could feel an incompleteness, an emptiness that I didn't know how to fill.
"Beau," I whispered urgently. "Please..."

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

Katie's "Beau, please," caused the dam to break. I plunged into her, driving my cock to the hilt. Her hips met my frantic thrusts. Our pelvic bones ground together; the small pain an exquisite aphrodasiac. My hands were on the floor, supporting my weight. I circled my hips, rubbing my pelvis against Katie. I glanced down at my shaft -glistening in the candlelight with her juices - as I plunged deep into her body. I could feel the tip of my cock touch bottom with each thrust. I slid my hands under her firm ass and pulled her onto my shaft. Each thrust was deep; hard. I wanted nothing more than release - nothing more, that is, than to feel Katie climbing to the heights, and then sliding down the mountain with me....

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

My world rocked with each of Beau's thrusts. Each time he plunged into me, I thought I'd found the pinacle of physical sensation...until the next. Gradually, an exquisite tension began to build, centered between my legs, but sending languid tentacles of pleasure into every part of my body.
I became less and less aware of anything other than Beau. I ceased to feel the cool night air on my bare flesh. I ceased to feel the hard floor beneath me. My whole world was Beau. Finally, he plunged into me, deeper and deeper, and I felt an explosion of sensation. My whole body erupted in a white hot starburst that threatened to steal my sanity. Each pulse was more wonderful than the last. I felt as though I were on fire, yet not consumed.
I didn't know that I'd called out Beau's name repeatedly, like a mantra. I didn't know that I'd left red furrows on his shoulders with my fingernails. I didn't know that tears had seeped out of the corners of my eyes. Tears of utter joy.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

As my name came from Katie's lips - over and over - I arched my back and plunged deeper and deeper. My hard body covered hers - as I slammed my hips against her. Her hot, slippery sheath massaged my shaft as I drove in and out of her. Electric flashes lit my eyes; as though I was in the most intense thunderstorm. A roaring rose in my ears. A wave of sheer energy covered us. The crest of the wave broke - as I felt an exquisite tightening in my groin.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Katieeeeeeeeeeeeee," I screamed, the sound more like the howl of a wolf than a voice. I exploded, jets of hot cum boiling out of my body and flooding her innermost depths. My mouth found hers and our tongues - desperately - twined and dueled. As I continued to cum, I rolled on my side - then on my back, with our bodies still joined in the most intimate of embraces. My arms encircled Katie like bands of steel, hugging her close - as we kissed...and kissed...and kissed. Bolts of pure energy shot through my body. My heart raced, my breathing was so rapid I was gasping for air. I crushed her to me; feeling her lush body so close it was as though we had one skin.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

I could feel it! It was so amazing! I could feel Beau's seed pumping into my body. I never wanted it to stop. His lips found mine and we were joined as completely as if we were one person.
Beau rolled onto his back, taking me with him and wrapping me in his arms. I felt so cherished and cared for. He held me tightly while he came back to the earth, gasping for breath. With utter amazement in my eyes, I stroked his face with my fingertips, my lips forming words that were so softly uttered, he may not have heard: "I love you..."

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

"Did I hear...could she have said what I think?" This lovely woman - we have only known each other for a few hours.....

As I came down I hugged her tight. I wanted to protect her, forever, from the cruel world that we now live in. I slid my hands up to her face, and held it gently in both hands. As I stroked the damp tendrils of hair from around her face, I kissed her softly on each eyelid. I am still unsure that I heard her whisper correctly. Perhaps it was my imagination; or my heart telling me what I would like to hear.

Our bodies, slick with sweat, are still joined, even as I soften. I can feel our mingled juices trickling over my thighs... A rush of emotion overwhelms me and my arms, once more, hug her close. "Katie - lovely, lovely Katie, you are the sun, the moon and the stars - covering the heavens with your beauty."

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

I slowly slid off of Beau in somewhat of a daze. The whole universe seemed to be colored with the wonderful light we had created. Tucked safely in the crook of his arm, I stared up at him. I don't think I could tell him - I certainly hadn't told Miranda - once, while I was poking around the house I found a study. It was partially burned, but there were still many interesting things to examine...including a small portrait of a man. He looked so strong, but his eyes were kind. I hadn't known who the man was. I hadn't cared. I hid that portrait and returned often to talk to him. I poured out my hurt, my confusion, my fears. He never spoke to me, but just knowing that he existed - or once did - was enough.
Sometime during dinner, I realized that the portrait was of a younger Beau. A Beau not war-scarred and haunted by what he'd seen and done. If I told him...he'd only laugh.

I closed my eyes. I knew he would keep me safe. Maybe someday, I would tell him those words so he could really hear them. For now, I would show him. I lifted my face toward him and kissed him with all the tender passion in my being.

 

[Vailyn]

Sun Raen Li

A noise disturbs the comforting darkness and red streaks of pain colors the emptiness in which I drift. My body shifts slightly and small moan of pain reaches my ears. Breathing shallowly to soothe the aches of cuts and bruises, I feel the soft cloth that surrounds me, the warmth that lingered despite the gentle wind blowing upon my face, the silence of the night, and...a tear falls pass my guarding eyelids and I tremble--is this heaven? Will I finally have peace? Letting go, my body softens and I fall back into sleep. The word peace echoing soundlessly in my mind.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

As Katie slid off of me, I felt my softening shaft slide out of her warm haven. A thought crossed my mind - a feeling actually - that I have known her before. We have talked or communicated somehow. The war has made me cynical, jaded beyond belief. Somehow, however, Katie and I have known each other before tonight.

I pulled the coverlet over Katie to ward off the chill of the evening. As I did our eyes met in the guttering candlelight. Then she lifted her face and kissed me. The innocence - the emotion - of that kiss warmed me completely. The chill of war, the dark shadows of conflict were, for the first time I could remember, driven away. As I responded, I pulled her close, our lips soft and gentle on each other, our hearts beating as one.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

I don't know how long I started at Beau. Perhaps hours. Perhaps only minutes. Finally, I surrendered to sleep there in his arms.
It seemed as though I'd only just closed my eyes when the sounds of the day begain to filter through. I was wrapped alone in the quilt Beau had draped over us the night before.
The night...my cheeks pinkened at the memories.

 

[Merelan]

I tiptoed downstairs and into the kitchen, always the first up. I needed to get the fire going and breakfast started. I hadn't slept much, worried about her, even after checking on them. I had seen them there, asleep in each others arms. So perfect laying there together. She had moaned in her sleep, and without waking he had reached out and stroked her cheek, calming her. I would get him aquainted with the estate and go home. It was time I found my own place. Before the war there had been relatives further south, maybe I could stay with them.
I hustled around and got the fire ready, putting the water on to boil and trying to decide what to do for breakfast. I wandered out to the yard to find some eggs. Nanny was just rising when I came back.
"How's our visitor?" I was ashamed I hadn't thought to check on her.
"Sleeping still. I stayed with her in case she woke up, but she didn't really stir much. I think she will be okay. Needs rest, and care though. Been through a rough time, abused, neglected. I think raped too. I am glad the Master is back. Now things will go back the way they should be."
We had explained her emancipation to her, but she refused to leave. Unable to picture where and what she would be if she was not ours. Over the last year she had slowly realized she was free, though she still always treated Katie as her Mistress. I was just her baby, always would be. Even now she was drawing my shawl tighter around me and patting back my unruly hair.
"If you will take over here, I will check on the girl. Master Thor will need to be told at breakfast."
I went in and sat next to her. She was tossing and turning and had thrown off her covers. Her body was so thin and scarred. Bruised. Fingerprints marred the skin on her arms, and breasts. What kind of animal had done this? I feared the answer. The kind created by this war.
I held her hand, and stroked her face, brushing her hair out of the way. She was pretty, underneath the dirt and bruises. Slight, young. She stirred and moaned, but her grip tightened on my hand. I just rocked forward and held it, lending her my strength, and thanking God once again for Nanny and Samuel, and their protection all those years.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

I got dressed as quickly as I could and went to find Miranda. I found her in the girl's roomhen.
"Miranda! I have so much I want to tell you," I burst out when I saw her, but quited my tone when I saw the sleeping girl. Immediately, though, I thought of Henry. Damn. She might not want to hear about my experience last night.

I hugged her tight. "What was that for?" she asked with a little laugh.

"I just feel good today," I replied, "and I wanted to share it with the people I care about. Is that alright?"
I was unsure how to ask what was really on my mind, so I just brazened it out. "Miranda, I would like to ask you something...personal. You don't have to answer if you don't want to." I stammered for a moment. "Were you and Henry ever...um, intimate?"
She looked at me with a mixture of pain and curiousity in her eyes, so I explained further. "There's so much I don't know! So much I feel I need to learn! I don't have a mother to ask or any sisters, so I thought I'd ask you. Can you help me?"

 

[Merelan]

I saw her burst in, but immediately hush at the sight of the girl. She babbled on about wanting me to tell her how to be a woman. Me? Teach her? I had seen her last night, and she knew all she ever needed to know. Master Thor would guide her better then I. I flinched at Henry's name, but the pain wasn't as bad. It was an ache, not a sharp killing stab.
Intimate? I shook my head. Blushing I answered.
"No. Katie, Henry wasn't able to, well. He was badly wounded. It was only with Samuel's help that he was able to use the bathroom. He wasn't, well... a man." I watched her flush as she realized what I was saying. "But intimate? Yes. He taught me the pleasure of my body by teaching me what I could do myself, and what he could do to me with his hands, and mouth." I must be beet red now. Unable to look at her I glance back at the girl in the bed. Her eyes are open, and she looks confused. I kneel beside her, wanting to finish with Katie, but unable to leave this poor girl's side. Her eyes slowly closed as I shushed her, telling her she was safe, and protected. No one here would hurt her.
I turned to Katie, sitting there. Her face glowed. Her whole being shone. Love. she was in love with him.
"Henry taught me love, sweet gentle love. I saw you last night. Katie, you are a woman now. You need to know a few truths. I know you have more experience then me, but it doesn't count. Only this counts. This, this love that you have found with Master Thor. He loves you too. I saw it in his eyes, his touch. I watched you last night. I thought he was forcing you at first. But I left, and went back to my bedroom, your bedroom now. I will sleep in the study. But, Katie. Are you ready for this? It isn't all love and wonderful sex. If you stay with him, in his bed, you are his wife. And if you aren't careful, you will be the mother of his children. Nanny can help you if you want to wait on that. She knows the ways. I am happy for you, so happy." I took her hand and caressed it, holding it to my bosom. I had just lost my best friend, but she had to move on, while I stayed mired to the past.
I let her go and turned back to the bed.
"Go now. You need to make sure breakfast is ready for him. And we still have out chores." I knew my dismissal was curt, and maybe rude, but I needed her to leave, before I broke down and wept.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

I walked slowly back to the kitchen where Nanny helped me fix a breakfast tray for Beau. I was confused by what Miranda had told me. She seemed so sad. I just wanted to comfort her as she had comforted me. I only wished I knew how.
Perhaps she was right. Perhaps I was a woman now. But there was still so much I didn't know, so much I didn't understand.
I gave Beau his breakfast and told him that I was going out to do my chores. It took a while, but I finally finished. I was so hot and sweaty when I finished, I decided to take a little dip in the river. Checking to make sure no one was around, I undressed, careful to hang my dress on a tree branch so it wouldn't get too dirty.
The cool water felt wonderful on my naked skin. As I floated in the water, allowing the gentle current to carry me, I pondered what Miranda had told me. She'd sounded so...so...final! Like she was leaving. I was shocked by how badly that had hurt. I didn't want her to go. I wished I could think of the words to tell her how much she meant to me.

 

[Merelan]

My words haunted me as I did my chores. Nanny went and watched trhe girl while I hunted Katie down. She was in our swimming hole. I stripped down and joined her. Our smiles stiff, and uncomfortable.
"Katie, I am sorry. I just, well. I am jealous of what you have. It will change things here. You two will take over and run things, as it should be. I was thinking, I should go now. My relatives would take me in for awhile, till I straightened things out. You two, well. You need time, and with me hanging around it's awkward. Oh Katie." And I burst into tears. And so did she. Over and over she kept telling me I could't leave her. Not now that she needed me more then ever. We held each other tight. Our bodies shivering in the breeze. I pulled away first.
"It's only that I don't want to make you feel uncofortable. I don't know what it is to make love to a man, like you do, now. But I do know other ways. And I love you Katie. You are my best friend, my..." My voice trailed off as I turned, embarassed to be admitting to her how I felt. I had to leave, it was the only way to keep from telling her, how very much I loved her, and not all in friendship.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

"Oh, Miranda," I sobbed, "you're so much more than just a friend to me, too!"
I vowed at that moment that I would do whatever it took to make Miranda stay with me. "Why do I have to choose? Why do I have to have only Beau or only you? Why can't I love you both?"

My eyes widened. So did hers. She may be always cutting herself down, but I thought she was so pretty. Her vivaciousness, her lust for life. I leaned forward and kissed her softly on the lips, then sat back, waiting for her to slap me or to just run away.