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[Merelan]

I heard her words, felt those soft lips, but couldn't move.
She loved me? me?

I stood there, watching her look of nervousness change to embarassment. She thought I was shocked, upset. If she only knew. I reacted without thought, reaching out and touching those lips with my fingertip.

Shyly I stroked her cheek.
"You love me? You, really do?" I had known we were friends, best friends. But never dreamed she would, but maybe I had misunderstood. I looked into her eyes, and saw the longing. No, I knew she meant what I meant. I smiled.
"You asked me how to be a woman. You know so well how to please a man. Love a man. I saw you two, had to watch. I have never had such pleasures. But, I have had..." and here I swallowed. Daring it all on my understanding of what I saw in her eyes. If she was repulsed, I would be an outcast, maybe even arrested and jailed.
"Henry showed me woman love. When he got very sick, and Nanny couldn't help, we had to get a nurse. After a while we, the three of us, got close, very close. Umm. Henry asked us to, well. I loved him, and liked her. She showed me how to pleasure her..." I let my voice trail off, hoping and praying she wouldn't turn and run.

 

[Vailyn]

Raen

The pain was a consistent dull aching sound throughout my body and mind, but it was nothing compared to the light. Soft white light that shined on my face. It was nothing compared to the warmth the cradled me gently. I remember low voices mummuring words of comfort while I drifted in my haven of darkness. From somewhere, I hear a hearty low voice begin to sing. I couldn't hear the words, but I could feel the melody. It's a joyful song full of life. My sorely bruised lips twitch into a smile despite the sharp needle prick of pain.

I gingerly moved my arms up and rubbed my eyes. Blinking them open, I saw vague blurs at first that became solid and real. I saw that I was in a small comfortable bed. There's a window right by me, a wooden dresser across from the bed, and a small worn rug lying on the wooden floor. It's a small room that has long gone beyond its first bloom. Yet, it was warm and clean. It is heaven compared to where I've been.

A crow caws loudly outside and a dark wave of fear fills me. Oh, gods, can't stay. I can't stay. The words pounded relentless in my mind, and I struggled to my feet. I looked blankly down at my nearly naked form. All I had on was a white shift. Laughing hoarsely to myself, I think about how it's an improvement over what I had.

Feeling guilty, but resolved. I walk slowly to the dresser and look through the drawers. I found an old gray cotton dress and pull it on. It's too big, but it covered me. Drawing out a black scarf, I tie it around my waist. My breathing has already grown harsh and my aching body wanted only rest. Leaning against the dresser, I waited until my heartbeats calmed a bit.

I walked carefully and strained my ears to keep that joyful music far from me. I made it pass several rooms and almost made it to the door that seemed to lead outside when I heard a man's voice demand, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

My fragile strength fails me when I need it most and I fall to the floor just a few steps away from the door, to my freedom. Whimpering in fear and pain, I struggle and half crawl and half stumble my way towards the door. A hand lands on my shoulder and squeezes for a firm hold. It just happens to land on an injury and harsh pain shots through me. Calling out weakly, I fall unwillingly back into darkness...

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

Appaled that I have hurt this creature, whoever she is, I call out for help. No one responds, so I, as gently as possible, lay her on the settee and cover her with a thin blanket.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

OOC: Merelan, love, I don't know how I missed seeing this post...please forgive me. Feel free to get out the paddle

IC: I felt the strangest tingle listening to Miranda's words. The feeling wasn't strange, but the source was unexpected. Still, I wanted to know more.

"Will you...show me?" I asked hesitantly.

 

[Merelan]

OOC: It is the after glow from all that love making with the General.

IC:
Show her? I couldn't believe it. She didn't want to send me away. But I had to be sure.
"You understand what I mean don't you? Katie, it, well. I want to, but are you sure? I love you so, and you love Thor. I don't want to come between you." I held out my hand to her, for we had drifted apart a bit. Not come between them? Yes I did. I wanted her for my own again, the way it was yesterday. Yesterday, only a day ago. Yet so much had changed.
Between them. Yes I did want to come between them, but physically so. To feel a man love me, the way I had seen him love her.
I waited, my hand outstretched. If she took it, I would stay. But if she changed her mind, I would leave before the sun set. My fate was in that empty hand, held out to her. My mind begging me to run away. My body wanting to take her to the bank and show her how much I loved her.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

I looked at her hand for a moment, deciding. Finally I made up my mind.
"I have room enough in my heart for both of you. Why should I have to choose?"

I reached out and took her hand.

 

[Merelan]

I broke into tears and we fell into each others arms. Weeping and comforting each other.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

OOC: licking lips....<eg> (I'm gone for the weekend, but I will, like MacArthur, return!)

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

Miranda's tears mixed with mine and we hugged tightly. Suddenly, I was aware of our nakedness. Her skin was so soft. Her breasts touched me, almost shyly. I reached out a tentative hand and stroked her pretty hair. It was so different from mine, as was almost everything about her. I let my hand drop to her breast, touching it feather light, then leaned forward to press my lips against hers, this time with a little different feeling.

 

[Vailyn]

Raen

In a haze made of too much hunger and a touch of pain, I linger in the stage between sleep and waking. Sounds and soft touch of light began to make themselves known to me again. A slight smile pulls my lips as I reach for the wonderful glowing dream. Moving restlessly, my aching body makes itself known to me in a loud clear unfaltering voice and I moan. Reality crashes down instantly and I jerk up into a sitting position. My eyes open wide in fear, falls directly upon the door and I struggle to get up when I hear that voice again.

"Miss? I will not hurt you. Please, sit. Upon my honor, I will not harm a hair upon your head. Be at peace and tell me who you are. Ah, I forget my manners. I am General Beauregard Thor."

The warm, gentle voice washes over me and I begin to shudder. To trust...be safe...not to run? I can-the thought is cut off without completion and tears roll down my face. So tired...I'm so tired...my shaking hands cover my face and I give a hiccuping gasp of breath, trying to smother my tears before they escape. I feel the stranger's presence besides me, he softly whispers, "Shhh...shhhh... it's alright. Shhhh..."

I shake my head violently and become light headed. It seems as if everything was shaking. My body, my mind, my heart-my very soul. So lost... Comforting arms surround me and in my weakness I bury myself into them. A head rests on top my mind and he gently rocks me. "Shhhhh.. shhhh... it's alright. Cry. Let it all out now. Shhhh..."

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Beau

OOC: I will be gone over the weekend...until Monday. But I think that Katie and Miranda will be busy looking for flowers or something <weg>.

IC: "I wonder how this poor creature came to be in our house?" I muse. Then I begin to speak in a soft voice, "I will not harm you. This place, or what is left of it, is my home, 'Fairview.' It has been in my family since the revolution." Speaking in a soothing voice, I begin to tell her the story of my ancestral home.

 

[Merelan]

I shivered at her touch, and when she kissed me, I almost fainted. My mind was a whirl. Should I show her, right here, or take her back to the mansion? Then my thoughts shut down as my hand, of its own will reached out and cupped her perfect breast. Here I was, the so called experienced one, and I was trembling. Then I noticed she was too. I took her hand and led her out of the water.
"Lay back sweet Katie. Let me kiss you. Show you how much I love you. She was irrisistable, no wonder Master Thor fell at first glance. She lay there, so trusting and gentle, so incredibly sexy. I wanted to rush down and devour her, every inch. But I also wanted her to see how tender and loving I could be. I lay next to her, my hand softly tracing the shape of her breast, her nipple crinkling at my touch. I leaned into her and tasted her lips, like fine wine they were. My tongue licked out, hestitating. But hers responded instantly, and soon we were kissing with a fervour I had never felt. My hand squeezed her breast, and she cried out into my mouth. I pulled away instantly.
"Oh Katie, I am sorry. I got carried away. I hurt you. May I kiss, and make it all better?"

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

I was lost in the magic of her mouth when I felt Miranda's hand squeezing on my breast. I moaned into her mouth, and she thought I was in pain. Pain? Only from wanting so badly!
"No, you're not hurting me," I said, with a slight pant to my voice. "Please don't stop." I was so new, so unschooled in love, but I craved it. Beau's tender loving last night made me feel like a woman for the first time. Miranda was making me feel like...something altogether different.
Trying to match her actions, I reached my hand out and pulled her to me. Her hand slid down my stomach to softly stroke the blonde curls between my legs. I reach out a trembling hand and cupped her breast. It was smaller than mine, but so perfectly formed. It didn't droop in the least and the nipple was large and hardening even as I looked at her. After a pleading look, she brought her breast closer to my face, and allowed me to taste her.

 

[Merelan]

I smiled, for I knew her need, it was my own. She softly touched me, and I soared. I sat up a bit and cupped my small breasts, longing for hers. But I needed her mouth, her touch. I shifted and brought it to her face. Her eyes widened then her tongue snaked out to lick her lips. I watched as she slowly leaned up and kissed the soft under curve. My eyes almost shut in the feeling, but I wanted to see her. Her golden curls falling around her shoulders, falling into her face. I reached up and held it back, tugging it a little, to see her reaction. a moan was all I got, and it was enough. I knew how it felt, to have someone half directing my movements. But that was for later, for now.
And her mouth made contact with my nipple, and I shook, almost crying out.
"Katie, my sweet, incredible Katie." I whispered the words, but she heard me, sucking in the nipple harder. Learning the feeling of my nipple reacting. She was a born lover. A woman whose heart, and body could love over and over, and never be diminished.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

Miranda tasted so good. Her skin was as soft as silk. I let my tongue roam over the delicate skin of her nipple, feeling it pucker with my lips.
I let my hands roam up over body. Learning her curves and contures. I pulled her face to mine to kiss her again. I so loved kissing! My tongue danced with hers until we could both feel the earth moving. Then I let my hand slide down over her stomach.
"Is this alright?" I asked in a moan.

 

[Merelan]

"Just do what feels good to you, what you like... Touch me like you like to be touched. The beauty of womanly love is we know our bodies so much better then a man ever can. We know the secret touches, feelings that can be invoked with a kiss, a touch, a tongue." At that I drove my tongue between her ruby lips and caressed her own, tasting and reveling in her passion. my hand on her short blonde curls cupped and held her mound. Heated by her fires I felt her passion, her need. I let one finger slip gently, teasing a bit before pulling away.
"Tell me sweet Katie, did the Master taste you there." And again cupped her pussy tight, as if claining it for my own.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

"No, he didn't," I breathed out.
Miranda's hand cupped my womanhood and made me gasp. I followed her lead and her suggestions, and touched her as well.
She was soft. The folds of her womanhood were covered with a soft downy fur that felt so nice to my fingers. I played with it for a little bit until I heard her moan. I allowed my fingers to part her lips and softly stroke her center. I had touch myself in this way before, and used that as my guide. She was so wet there...

 

[Merelan]

Her hand softly, shyly touching me was arousing me beyond words. I too touched her softness with my fingers, letting my mouth linger on her neck, and nibbling up to her ear. Whispering into her...
"Let me taste your sweetness. Lie back and let me make love to you."
She looked a bit frightened, but lay back, running her hands over her body. I kissed down to her ample breasts, letting my tongue lick and tease around her and under to the soft, sensitive curve of her breast. My fingers wandered to her secret treasure, lingering at her curls. Hearing her moan beneath me, made me want to dive in and lick her now. But I wanted this to be special, though at any moment I knew that Master Thor could show up to find his new "wife". I hoped he did catch us, it would show he couldn't take her away from me. She loved me too.
Her nipples hardened at my touch, crinkling to a tight pinkness. Licking my lips I took one in my mouth, and tenderly suckled on it. Her hands flew to my head and held me there. Not to worry, I was enjoying myself, teasing her with my teeth and licking her with my tongue. I loved watching the sensitive skin reacting, the slight shiver that went through her as I tongued her.
I reached over and cupped her other breast, squeezing it lightly, till the nipple swelled. I moved over and caught it in my teeth. Nipping it lightly. I had learned the joy of a little pain from Henry, and wondered, but stopped. For now I would be gentle, though I desperately wanted to go wild and drive her crazy.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

Miranda's teeth on my nipple nearly drove me over the edge. I wanted to scream from the pleasure. She kept licking and sucking my nipples until I thought I would expire! Her hands squeezed my breasts until they swelled with desire.
My head was thrashing back and forth on the ground when she finally reached down between my legs. I knew the key to my pleasure was there, but I didn't know how she would accomplish it.
My limbs felt like jelly, but I lifted one hand to thread into her hair and hold her close to me. I didn't want her to go anywhere.

 

[Merelan]

I continued sucking her luscious nipples for awhile, not wanting to rush. But her hips were pushing into me, and her pussy radiating heat, like a fire. I let the tips of my fingers sink into her lips, just slightly, and she responded with a thrust, trying to capture more.
I smiled into her, taking one last lick, and nip. Then I kissed across her belly, firm and taut from all the exercise we got working the estate. She was lightly sweating, and I loved the saltiness mixed with her sweetness. Tonguing her belly and kissing her gently I lingered, inhaling her scents. But she was writhing and moaning as my fingers sank a little deeper.
"Oh God, sweet Amanda. Please." Her voice begging me.
I knelt between her legs then watchign her laying out there before me.
It was my last chance, her last chance. If I continued, it would forever bind us together, in a relationship that society would find not only distasteful, illegal and immoral. They would hang us both, after interrogating and abusing us. I would never let anyone hurt her again. Ever.
So for now I couldn't take my time, later I would. I gave myself a silent vow, and snuggled down.
Her lips, swollen and open, glistening with her need, right there. I had longed for this day, dreamed of it. Never dreaming it would ever happen. Her musk wafted over me, and I swear I almost swooned. I gave a gentle kiss, slowly licking out my tongue. At first contact her hands flew to my hair, twining, pulling me into her pussy. Her legs wrapping around my shoulders to hold me close. I tried to release myself, but she was stronger then me. Why fight it? I was in heaven, here between her legs.
Again I licked out, my tongue catching a drop laying on her outer lips. Like honey, created by the bees who gathered from flowers in Eden. I couldn't stop, driving my tongue between the lips and into her as deep as I could. At once her legs tightened, and then loosened, and then tightened again. I gripped her ass with my hands as she rubbed her pussy on my face. I could sense how close she was. I tightened my grip and sucked in her lips, holding them tight as I let my tongue plunge into her again. Over and over I fucked her with my tongue, wishing I could reach deep within her and taste her depths. Was she ready? Did she wish to cum? And this was only the beginning of what I would show her.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

OOC: Merelan, as soon as my wife can get her hands out of her panties, she will post. *sheesh*
the husband

 

[Merelan]

OOC: Join us? Haha... glad she enjoys, so do I. You lucky man.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

Somewhere in my brain, I knew it might be wrong to be doing this, but I didn't care. Miranda's lips made me forget everything. I threaded my fingers in her hair and tried to pull her even closer to me.
My legs moved around her of their own accord and I didn't try to stop them. I think I may have cried out, but I didn't know. All I did know what that she was torturing me in the sweetest fashion and I wanted to go where ever she was taking me. I may have been the one doing the holding, but I was her prisoner.
"Please," I begged. "Please please, 'Manda. Don't stop."

 

[Merelan]

Her sweetness just flowed, and her taste was heaven. I couldn't stop, even if she had begged me too. I found her little clit, hidden in the swollen lips and licked it gently, then sucked it into my mouth. Her reaction was like she had caught fire. I remembered the first time Jane had done this to me, and the way it had felt. I thought I was dying, and only Henry's hand in mine kept me grounded. I licked and sucked at her lips, diving my tongue into her to catch more of her nectar. She was shaking and trembling now, and I knew soon I would drive her over the edge into orgasm. So I let my hands grip her behind tighter, and licked from her clitty, all the way down her pussy and to her ass, giving it a little lick too. She stiffened at first, but relaxed as I left and came back, wanting her to be at her highest when she came. Over and over I ran my tongue along her open pussy, her legs holding me in their tight hold. I opened my eyes and watched her as I sucked in her clit, then nipped down on it. Driving my tongue into her again. That was it. She cried out and her legs spread wide open, her hands holding my hair tighter as she came, wave after wave overcame her as I kept up the licking and sucking, determined not to waste a drop of her. I watched her, even as I kept licking, though slowing down a bit. I longed to bring her to orgasm over and over, but not out here. She bit her lip, but even so cried out. Her head tossing back and forth as she came. Mmm. Every bit as sweet as I had dreamed, fantasized, longed for.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Katie

It was a while before my breathing returned to normal. I held Miranda tightly to me, kissing and being kissed. The warmth of the day was at it's height and I felt that I could stay there with her forever, but sanity finally returned.
"I love you," I whispered to her. I thought my heart would burst with my feelings for her and for Beau. "Do you think we should head back to the house?"
She giggled a little at my practicality, but agreed. We helped each other dress and headed for the house. Just before we reached the earshot of Nanny in the back of the house, I asked, a little timidly, "Can I do that, too? To you, I mean? Not right now, but later tonight, when we can be alone?"