The Maid

[prometheus 2]

Edward

The next two week went quickly for Mei and Edward there was much for the girl to learn and he was excited about the progress. It was remarkable to say the least, Mei quickly learned most of the nouns and verbs as Edward could point to things around the house and in the books he had bought that she could study when they were not together.
Because he devoted all of his time to her alone they were in fact together most of the day and far into the night. It took a while but Mei got used to looking in Edwards eyes when they talked and accepted his hand when he wanted her to learn a word for a motion. It still was hard for her to accept Edwards touch on the more delicate parts of her body her arms and legs, her ears, her throat. He was persistant and by the end of two weeks she even learned to initiate touch to let him know what her wishes were. She learned that a simple touch, a look or even the soft murmur of consent worked as well as word to convey a feeling or express a desire. She learned how to say no also and take his hand away if his fingers ventured too close to her breasts or up along her legs toward her thighs. Edward nderstood how hard it was for her so he was carefull not to exceed the bounds she had set, yet he often felt a longing to touch her much more and with greater passion.

One day in the garden after a very productive afternoon he leaned down to her, his face just inches away from hers. "Kiss" he said simply and softly touched her lips to his. To his amazement she kissed him back before she even thought and he pulled her into his arms. For a moment they held each other and then as they pulled apart, she smiled "Kiss, i like that word very much."

"I do too." Edward said realizing that he cared a great deal for this girl and felt proud of her accomplisments. A few days later his parents arrived and he told Mei that he would be spending some time with them as they were soon to leave again. For three days he saw her only when she was bringing him his meals and occasionally when she cleaned his room. She hurried in and out not wanting to cause any problems for him. He saw her gaze at him wistfully from time to time and knew she missed the lessons.

On the day of this parents departure he returned to the house alone and immediatly went to look for Mei. He was anxious to start the lessons again. He passed her room and heard her humming. The door was partially open and he peeked in . He was surprised to see her naked in the afternoon sun attending to her bath. He caught his breath and stood perfectly still.

 

[Martaguerre]

Mei had enjoyed the English lessons with Edward. She was also surprised that she actually enjoyed being touched by a foreginer. She was surprised that Edward didn't take advantage of her, as she was told that foreign men liked to do that to Chinese girls like her mother said.

It was Mei's day off, so she decided to spend the day relaxing. She drew herself a bath, got in, and sat there, meditating and talking to herself in English. She knew that she needed the practice. Meanwhile, Edward was wandering around the house, after his parents left to go abroad again, wanting to continue English lessons with Mei. He went to the servants' quarters, and proceeded to knock on her door. Mei had forgotten to close it, so Edward was able to peek in quite easily, watching her as she bathed.

Mei had no idea that he was watching her, and continued to wash herself, singing to herself a song she heard Emily Bennington, who lived next door to the Hills sing at a visit.

" 'Tis the last rose of summer left bloomin' alone.
All her lovely companions are faded and gone......"


Edward watched her as Mei towelled herself dry, still singing softly. She still had no idea that he was watching her.

 

[prometheus 2]

Edward

He hadn't intended on watching more than for just a minute, his curiosity piqued by her naked body. But then, as she slowly moved the washcloth over her body his couriosity turned to raw desire. Desire to let his eyes soak up every detail of her naked presence. Her hair was down, the first time Edward had seen it that way. It cascaded around her shoulders in silken soft luxurious waves Her could almost feel it in his hands between his fingers soft fine coal dark whisps of silk. Her dark eyes glowed with the joy of her bath.

Her ivory skin shinning,luminous, glowing with the moisture of the water flowing over it across her shoulders, her throat, bewteen and around her delicate firm breasts. He imagined one in each hand, fingers enclosing the soft pale flesh, circling the dark textured nipples.

He felt his erection begin crowding his pants, painfully cramped, but he dared not move for fear of making a noise that would interupt this erotic scene. Her hand moved down around her breasts covering the dark tips with soap suds, and then down the narrowness of her waist to circle the slight roundness of her stomach. Edward let out a breath that he suddenly realized he was holding in anticpation of where her small hands were going next. Circling around her wasit she cupped each firm butt cheek that even with virgorous strokes remained softly still.

As Edward took in another deep breath and felt the throbing of his now hard erection. He watched her bend over and moisten the cloth. She turned her back to him to reach for the soap and spread her legs to hold her balance. Edwards blood began to boil in his veins. Below her delicate dark anus the folds that guarded the entrance to her womanhood parted gleaming bright pink inside the darkened edges.

As quickly as she had stooped, she rose again and turning at the same time spread her legs again to bring the cloth to the juncture of her thighs. Before her hands reached it however, Edward caught a glimpse of a soft downy triangle of dark silken hair between her milky thighs.
He could take no more of this delicious unintentional torture and as her hands came together between her legs, he turned and headed for his room. A sqeaky floorboard screamed out his departure. He let out his breath and hurried on. No matter now, the deed was done, perhaps she saw him, perhaps not. If she did and would rebuke him, so be it. If she would no longer talk to him at least he had this moment, this momentuous occasin that he would take to his grave. And so as he found his way to his room and threw himslf on his bed, he smiled and thinking of her again in her bath freed his aching member from his pants. His stroking hand finished the need that seeing her had brought to a crest.

 

[Martaguerre]

Mei had thought she heard someone at the door, but no one was there when she turned around to look. She carried on with what she was doing, singing along while she was doing so. She then got out of the bath, dried herself and dressed. But while she was dressing, she thought of Edward, and how nice it was to touch him and be touched by him. She hurried off to see Edward, hoping that he could give her more lessons. By now, she was able to carry on a decent conversation, and her pronunciation had improved.

"Edward," she whispered to herself "I....I like you..." as she combed her hair.

Of course, Edward couldn't have heard that, as he was, by now, in his room. But it was well worth the practice.

 

[prometheus 2]

Edward

He knew it was Mei’s day off and he was used to fending for himself, so he went into the kitchen and dished up some cooked rice and shrimp He added a generous amount of soy sauce and a couple of wantons and tossed them in a wok over a slow fire. He loved the smell of rice and shrimp frying and grinned as he fixed two dishes, a cool glass of iced tea for Mei and a glass of wine for himself. He put all of this on a tray along with two pairs of chopsticks and headed out to the patio.

It was a sunny afternoon and he thought having a lesson outside next to the pool would be a good idea. Another reason Edward chose this was because of his recent observation of Mei naked taking her bath. He now knew that he wanted her in the worst way and so from now he would avoid being in a place that would encourage him to make advances toward her. He knew she wasn’t ready and he wanted to wait for the right moment before he approached her with sex on his mind.

Setting the tray and it’s contents on thetable he went to look for Mei. He found her in the kitchen looking for something to eat. “Come Mei.” he said crisply. “We have time for a lesson before dark.” He took her hand and led her to the patio. “
"Surprise.” he said when he showed her the meal. “Today I am your manservant. He bowed elegantly. and took her hand kissing it.

“Is it proper for a manservant to kiss his mistresses hand.,” Mei said giggling. Her English had improved so much in the last week Edward thought, he looked forward to even more improvement in the future.

“Only if the mistress likes it.” Edward replied.

Mei’s eyes twinkled, she was getting used to Edward's teasing and was learning how to respond.

“Yes Edward I like it very much...and I like you.”

‘I like you too Mei.” he replied, then under his breath added. ‘More than you know.”

Mei looked at him quizzically seeing the look of longing on his face. “Mei’s hungry.” she said suddenly looking at the meal set out for her.

“I’m hungry.” Edward said trying to correct her misuse of the noun and pronoun

You too? Mei asked

“No you, your hungry, not Mei.

He cupped her chin with his hand tipping her face up. Say I instead of Mei, O.K.

O.K. Mei said starting to giggle Mei say I, instead of Mei.

Edward laughed out loud, perhaps she was just teasing him pretending not to understand but knowing much more than she let on. He looked in her dark sparkling eyes for a clue but found none.

His hadn was still on her chin and she accepted his touch. He couldn’t help but lower it to her throat, she was comfortable with that when he had her practice proper enunciation, feeling the sound along with saying it. Suddenly her hand came to join his and her eyes misted as she drew his hand down to one of her breasts.

Edward held his breath as he felt the soft warm breast beneath her blouse. And the sharp high nipple in the center of his palm.

 

[Martaguerre]

Feeling Edward's hand on her chin and then on her breasts, Mei sighed. She wanted to change the topic a bit as she felt a little awkward with him touching her like that.

"You made?" she asked him

"Yes, I did, and I made it for you, for the both of us."

Mei blushed. The last time she shared a meal with a man was with her husband. She didn't really like him too much, but she had to marry him anyway as she didn't really have much of a choice.

"Beautiful night."

"Yes, it's beautiful, and so are you."

Mei blushed again. She wasn't used to this, and definitely not used to the fact that a foreign man was saying this to her. She desparately wanted to kiss him, but was worried that the someone might see them and catch them in the act.

After dinner, Edward took Mei into the parlour, where there was a Victrola. He cranked it up and said that he wanted to teach Mei how to dance.

 

[prometheus 2]

As the music started Edward bowed to Mei. Mei bowed back. This dance is called a Waltz Edward asid as he took her right hand in his left He put his other hand gently on her narrow waist just above her hip and told her to do the same. Edward smiled feeling the ease she showed in touching him in this manner. She was learning fast he told himself but there was much more to be learned.

He was learning too, he realized, learning that it took time and patience if he was to acomplish his goals. He had decided just after the lessons started that he was going to seduce Mei, That he was going to become her lover. He looked at it not only as a sense of accomplishment for himself but for her also. Every woman needed sexual satisfaction and Mei was no exception she was a beautiful vibrant young woman. She deserved to find and experience the joy of sex. What better person to lead her to this than him. He was a patient man he had the experience to make it a wonderful experience for her. Much better than an aliance her parents might arrange for her or a brief encounter with an uncaring stranger.

Edward genuinely cared and even though it was his own needs he would be satisfying, he knew he could make it satisfying for her too. And so when the dance began he thought of it being the dance for lovers, a begining of a dance so much more wonderful a dance both their bodies would delight in as over time they moved into the grand coupling of their bodies the ultimate dance. He shivered just thinking about it and looked down at her wishing it would happen soon.

He guided heras they danced and she followed his steps naturally and skillfully. When he thought she was ready he pulled her closer so that her head was against his chest. He bent down and put his face in her silky dark hair and drew in his breath. "You smell beautiful Mei." he said softly she looked up as he spoke and smiled back, her eyes sparkled and she accpted his tight embrace. Edward felt her small breasts against him and her legs brush his as they danced. He hoped that she wouldn't be alarmed at his erection that had started. Soon he would have to explain to her about such things. She needed to konw these things before she became comfortable with the way men and women were together.

After several dances Edward led her to a loveseat "Lets rest for while. Would you like some wine? to refresh you." Not waiting for her answer he poured two glasses of dark red wine and handed one to her. They sat and siped the wine silent for a while and then Edward decided it was time to talk.

"did you enjoy the dance Mei. Tell me how it made you feel to be held and to hold me that way?"

"It was good." she answered. 'I felt feelings I've never felt before and didn't understand but it was good."

Edward went on to explain about these feeling that came when a man and a woman were close, that these feelings were normal and natural and should be enjoyed, not pushed aside or hidden.

"Let them flow Mei they will lead to many more wonderful feelings."

"Yes. I know,' Mei said she had been married so she knew about the feelings but they different than the ones she felt now. thye were much deeper and stronger now. but she didn't know what was expected of her.

Edward told her not to worry about doing what was expected but to do what she wanted, what was in her heart, What made her feel good.

"What about you, Edward?" she said. "What makes you feel good. She looked up at him so innocently, so vulnerable. Edward bent down took her face in his hands and before he pressed his lips to hers he said. "This does Mei, this does."

 

[Martaguerre]

The wine made Mei a little dizzy. She hadn't had anything alcoholic since her wedding, so she wasn't really used to drinking. Even then, she had rice wine, not wine made out of grapes. She enjoyed Edward's touch, though. She enjoyed learning how to waltz. She told Edward that she'd seen his parents dance like that before, and that she'd always wanted to learn. But most of all, she enjoyed his touch, enjoyed him embracing her. He was so tall to her, and she felt so secure in his arms.

"Edward," she said "I like you. I like this...kissing. So different from my late husband."

Edward hushed Mei and they continued to kiss, each kiss getting more and more sensual.

 

[prometheus 2]

Edward knew that the time for talking had passed when he felt Meis response to his kiss. The kiss was the universal language that all cultures and races understood and enjoyed. He and mei had finally bridged the gap that had separated them. from now on all he needed to do was to intensify the feelings so that she would want more and more.

Now their tongues were doing the dancing as Edward first led and Mei followed. His tongue invading her mouth first and then hers tentatively creeping inside his. Their lips danced too, like their legs had brushed each other their lips now caressed each other moving languidly for a while and then eagerly tasting, sucking, leading and following.

They didn't stop because the music stopped but because they were out of breath, each one wanting to continue the dance but too breathless to continue. The music was now in their heads, in their hearts, in their bodies, playing a song they had to dance to.

As he caught his breath Edward lowered his mouth to Mei's neck, pushing her dark hair to the side with his hand. He let his tongue trail back behind her ear. He inhaled her scent the scent of a woman aroused and took the lobe of her ear between his lips and sucked gently.

Mei swooned "Oh Edward I like that kiss too."

"There are lots of ways and places for me to kiss you that will please you very much." Edward said huskily, "I will show them all to you in good time. For now I would like to have you kiss me where it will please me. He opened his shirt to expose his throat and his dark furry chest. He guided Mei's mouth to one of his tiny man nipples.

 

[Martaguerre]

Normally, Mei would be afraid of looking at that. He was unbuttoning his shirt! But for some reason, she felt otherwise, and did as he asked. She kissed them slowly, but briefly, not sure if she was doing it correctly. She wanted him to guide her.

"It's ok," he said "you're doing fine."

Edward guided her as she continued to kiss him, playing and smoothing her hair. His hands then touched her chin, guiding her lips back to his. They kissed.

"You did fine, Mei."

 

[prometheus 2]

Edward

Edward Looked deep in Mei's dark eyes, his hand cupping her chin guiding her face upward. " Your kiss here....." he said as he guided her hand to touch his chest. made this happen he put her fingers against his erect nipple. ".... gives me much pleasure, Pleasure that moves to other parts of my body as well." He paused for moment so that Mei could consider what her kiss meant. " I will show you what I mean." His hand left her chin and moved slowly down her throat. He bent his head and brushed his lips lightly against hers and continued this light feathery kiss downward to her throat and her neck. His fingers found the top button of her blouse and quickly undid it, then the second and third button as his kiss contined downward. He took a breath and finished unbuttoning her blouse.

He felt her stiffen,"What if someone sees Edward...."

"No one is here except us." he replied. "The cook and all the other servants are gone for the night. Only you and I are here, and it is a good time for you to learn these things."

His hands were inside of her blouse and he had unfastened her bra. He pushed it upwards and out of the waHe continued to kiss her neck as his hands found the soft naked flesh circling each rounded curved underside and cupping sotfly and gently as his fingers moved upwards. He heard her gasp as her nipples grazed the center of each palm. For a while he just held her this way feeling the softness surounding the taut nipple in the center of his palm.

He lowered his head again crouching some as he seached for one breast. At the ame time that his mouth came near he moved his hand away. His tongue touched the soft flesh first circling much like his hands had except more urgently . As patient as a man that he was he wanted her breast in his mouth so bad that he felt himself
trembling. The scent of her body, the soft warmth of her skin, her skin was so incredably soft, bringing his arousa to the surface. He took a deep breath to steal himself and now that he had captured her nipple he sucked it inside. His tongue laved it and the dark surrounding aureole. He moved to the other breast and gave it the same attention slower now that he had achieved his
goal.

He felt her arch against him and her hands pull at the back of his head, and knew he had given her pleasure. he looked up at her.

"Does that please you Mei?" Secretly he knew that it had.

 

[Martaguerre]

Mei looked at him, and her eyes said it all. What he was doing was certainly pleasing her. She started shivering, but Edward's warm touch calmed her and she felt secure in his arms. His fingers traced her body, slowly, touching her in the most sensitive places.

"Mei," he said "please feel free to touch me too"

 

[prometheus 2]

Edward

Edward knew that the time for talking had passed. Now that Mei trusted him and was giving in to her emotions he was sure that she would respond to his guidance.

He guided her hands to his backside lowering them so that she could cup him with her hands. He did the same pulling her close to him. When he began to move his hands she followed his lead and moved hers too. She was so much shorter so that he had to pull upwards on her almost lifting her off the floor as he kneaded the soft flesh under her pants. His erection against her tummy was evident and he pulled away for a moment. When she looked down he took her hand and guided it to the cloth covered hardness. At the same time his other hand found the juncture of her thighs and held her soft mons. She looked in his eyes for approval and he nodded. Their mouths came together again each one reaching for the other. Edward smiled to himself, she is learning fast, he thought, but didn't speak for fear of intupting the feelings he knew were coursing through her body. Those same kind of feelings were flowing in his body also and he wondered if she was ready to continue. But he knew that the first time would be better if they were in bed undressed and ready to please each other. His hands left her butt and he backed away.

"Mei he said softly, I want to teach you more teach you pleasures you have never known before and I want to learn also, learn the pleasures you can give me."

Go to your room undress and get into bed. I will join you in a few minutes. Leave a candle lit so that I can see my way. Trust me, Mei it will be a good thing for both of us."

 

[Martaguerre]

The room in the servants' quarters was set. Mei's room was minimal, like all other servants' rooms, of course, but yet feminine. There was a small bed, a table and a dresser. On the table were two candles. Mei carefully lit them, undressed and climbed into bed, waiting for her Englishman to come in. Mei had enjoyed the intimacy with Edward, but the back of her head always worried that they'd be caught or that he'd leave her soon after "the act". But tonight, she was going to forget about it. She was ready to give herself to him.

 

[prometheus 2]

Edward went to his room and changed int a silk robe. He found some incense and took it with him to Mei's room. Lighting it he set it in a small vase and looked up to where Mei lay waiting. The flickering candles gave off a light that scattered through her sily black hair. She had taken it down for him. It cascaded down around her pale naked shoulders to where the covers covered her body Edward walked over to the bed and leaned over to kiss Mei.


"Tonight, will be a special night for me, Mei. One that I will never forget. Hopefully it will be one of many such nights for us together. Even though we may have to hide our love from the world we can share it together when we are alone."

And then he kissed her, softly at first, his lips just brushing hers until she responded by kissing him back. As the kiss grew in intensity so did his desire to have her. Each touch of their tongues together started a fire that he knew that could only be extiguished by the joining of their bodies. Each caress their lips made caused him want to caress the rest of her body with his hands.

His hands slid under the covers finding her warm breasts, each one taking hold and kneading the soft flesh, each one caressing the nipples to hardness. When she responded to his touch by straining against his hands he lifted the covers so that both of them could watch what his hands were doing, to see how they were giving her pleasure. As his hands continued to caress her they watched. Edward knealed at the side of the bed so that Mei could touch his chest his neck and face too. He lossened the robe and it fell open. His manhood sprung forth like sword, hard shinny, quivering in front of him. Edward pushed the covers further down and uncovered her flat hard stomach. Her pale skin was so soft to his touch, he let his hands move slowly down around her stomach to her rounded mons with its tuft of silky fine black hair. His fingers threaded their way through and felt her heat below. The folds that guarded her sex were slick with moisture. He gathered up some of this moisture along with her scent and held it to his face breating in the essense of her. He took her hand and guided it to his shaft, helping her curl her fingers around its thickness. Again his hand moved to her sex and he dipped a finger inside and found the opening to her vagina. Slowly he begsn to stroke and she followed his lead and stroked him also. Their breathing became fast and Edward saw in her eyes a desire for more. He wanted more also His mouth found one of her breasts and sucked at its nipple drawing it inside and releasing it, sucking even the aureole inside. his hand contined stroking the edges of her muscled entrance feeling it pulse and arch against his touch. her hand moved faster indicating an urgency, a need. He lowered his head and left a trail of wet kisses as he moved downward on her body across her stomach and into the nest of silk. He caught her scent and her heat and pushed her thighs apart sinking his head between them burrowing into the hot wet flesh that had opened up to him.

 

[Martaguerre]

Mei was a little shocked when she saw Edward undress. She hadn't actually SEEN a man naked before. Her husband had undressed under the covers, and basically did what he had to do. But she quickly calmed down and became comfortable with Edward's presence.

Mei moaned at Edward's touch. It felt so different. Edward was soft and gentle with her, not like her husband who had no emotion whatsoever when they made love.

"Edward," she whispered "This feels....nice. I like it. Please do more."

 

[prometheus 2]

Edward

Edward was surprised at her response, he had hoped that his mouth at the entrance to her sex would have evoked a much more emotional reaction. "Patience," he told himself, "This whole arena of sex play is new to her, she will need lots of sensual encouragement before the well springs of he desire surface."

And so he began to worship this special place.

Her skin was so incredably soft and supple, her pale thighs spread wide now, her legs knees raised parting gave him access to the whole of her sex from her softly rounded mons covered with silky, fine, dark hair to her puckered anus dark tightly closed.. In between the folds that guarded the entrance to her portal, glistened with moisture the texture of sweet honey, warm, scented with her arousal. With every soft fluttery kiss he felt this nectar cling to his lips, his tongue. As he tasted her, his mouth became more voracious dipping in like a butterfly giddy with a need to have more of her essence. He stopped momentarily to pull away and gaze at the is place he had been feasting. Thedarkened edges of her folds had puffed out and separated, exposing their bright ruby-red undersides. the portal he was seeking gleamed with her nectar pulsing, glowing, beckoning him to look deeper into its dark crimson interior. Tearing his gaze away from this inviting specticle he followed the line of her folds to the place they joined together. A half circle of flesh covered what he knew to be her clitoris and he bent again to snake beneath it with his tongue. He felt her shudder as his tongue came in contact with the pea sized button. Slowly he circled it, his tongue curving around its surface. His tongue then returned to the portal and scooping up her liquid heat brought it out and up to circle and moisten her clit. His mouth trembled as he felt her clit respond to his tongues caress. He felt her hands in his hair as if to encourage him to continue. Taking a breath he returned to the portal and his tongue dipped inside deeper now circling the muscled edge and plunging in and out. Her body arched against his head and he heard her cry out. As her body relaxed he felt a flood of new moisture unindate his mouth. He sucked it in and pressed his mouth against the portal drawing more of her nectar out. His sucking continued until he was breathless and then he rose up to look up beyond her stomach, her breasts where her hands were clenched in passion, to her face and eyes. Half closed he saw her tears spilling out and down onto her pillow. Filled with compassion he moved up along side of her and gathered her into his arms and rocked her.

 

[Martaguerre]

She felt his touch, feeling her all over the place, in between her legs, especially. Mei whimpered a bit, wanting to say something back, wanting to tell him where she wanted to be touched. She didn't want to say anything, because she was taught that it was dirty to name what you wanted. Tears rolled down her eyes, tears of pleasure, of course, but also tears of confusion and frustration, especially when he was touching her most sensitive parts. She tried to do what she COULD do, what she felt was "good", by playing with his hair. But Edward could sense her frustration.

"Hush, baby" said Edward "relax, and I'll take good care of you."

Mei smiled at Edward, as she let him touch her in that way. She liked the way Edward smelled. He smelled strong and sexy. There wasn't any of the "hard working man" smell about him. Not at all.

"Edward," she said "I like you. And I like this."

 

[prometheus 2]

Edward

As he held her and listend to her he knew that it was hard for her to tell him how she felt and it was hard also for her to respond to him and do the things he wanted also. but he knew that her body was responding and he wanted to tell her about that and what it meant. He cupped her chin again and rasied her head to meet his gaze.

"Mei" he said softly "Your body tells me you are ready for this it wants me to do the things that will give it pleasure. I want you to undertand what your body is telling me. When I touch you here, on your soft breast." he cupped her breast in his hand. "It is like holding a snow white dove. It flutters in my hand the fluttering comes from you heart of course but for me it's like holding a precious dove." I want to caress it to feel it respond to my touch.. He gently kneaded the soft flesh in his hand and then covered it so that the taut nipple was pressing the center of his palm. What does this dove say to you Mei? Does it speak to other parts of your body perhaps down here." He put his hand on her dark downy mons here is a soft nest made of the finest downy hair. So soft my hand sinks into it." He curved his fingers around it his middle finger pressed against the vee shaped fold of flesh.How does this nest feel to you when I touch it. Does it want my hand to enjoy its comfort does it want my hand to delve int it's depth. his other hand came down to caress her thighs, "Strong and supple are your thighs Mei. They hold you upright like a tree trunk and in this tree, a nest and below the nest a flower. The flower is fragile, so fragile it hides between the limbs. The limbs protect it. Your flower wants to be seen nad touched. It has much beauty and needs to be seen and touched by some one who will love it and care for it, before it can bloom. When I looked at and touched your flower with my mouth and tongue I urged it to open. It opened and I tasted the nectar inside. It bloomed for me Mei, it's blooming made me happy. What did it feel like when it bloomed? did it tell the rest of your body it was blooming? Now that your flower has bloomed, it is ready for love, it is ready to take me inside and let me give it my nectar. It will tell you how it feels when this happens, listen to it. Mei share the joy it give you and share the joy it gives me."

 

[Martaguerre]

Re: Edward

Mei was mesmerized by Edward's gentle voice, and she wanted to respond. She thought for a minute and said

"I....I....feel happiness when you touch me. I like your gentleness." Then she guided his hands to her thighs. "When you touch me there, it is like the summer rain. Soft and gentle" Mei then led Edward's hands to her waist and hips. "I like it here too. I like it when I'm in your arms, Edward. I feel safe."

While Edward had always thought of Mei as petite and delicate, he hadn't realized just HOW petite and delicate she was. His fingers trickled down from her waist, to her legs, massaging them along the way. He really wanted to be inside her right then and there, but knew that he had to take it slowly. There was no way he could just jump on top of her. He was afraid of breaking her. Everything had to be gentle and slow.

 

[prometheus 2]

Edward continued to touch her gently but firmly his hands kneading the soft firm flesh of her legs her thighs, circling around behind her to cup her from behind, his fingers exploring, tracing circular paterns around the soft globes of flesh.

He pulled her over on top of him so that he could enjoy this touch, explore more easily. Her head was on his chest, her breasts pressed hard below and further down he felt the heat of her sex as she spread her legs around his torso.

Reaching down he gathered up her legs from the back and pulled so that her knees came up along side of him and her sex pressed more directly on his shaft. when she moved to adjust her weight he guided her upper body upwards. pushing her shoulders up and away from him. He looked up at her pale whie breasts wanting to caress them ,but satisfied for now to just look. His eyes moved to her face. Her hair fell odwn in front of her shoulders around her throat, her breasts. She smiled and with one hand pushed it back. She bent down and kissed him and he wecomed her mouth on his . She looked in his eyes and knew he would be gentle and slow but that he wanted her now. As she rose again she could feel his cock hard against her mons and up between their two bodies. She looked down and saw his cock hard and throbing against her belly.

"It's so big Edward. Is there room for all of that inside of me."

"Don't Worry Mei there's room enough if we go slow."

Mei moved her body ahead and raised up a bit so that the big head pressed against her vagina. Edward shivered when he felt the hot liquid entrance. His hands came behind her and cupping her butt raised her higher. His fingers came under between her thighs and found the slick wet folds of flesh. Carefully he separated them. Mei shivered just as the cockhead touched the opening his hands had created. He felt her body tense.

"Are you ready for this Mei?" he whispered as he looked once more deep into her eyes.

 

[Martaguerre]

Mei relaxed a bit at the tone of Edward's voice. Her eyes gazed into his as he spoke to her, and she was mesmerized.

"...there's room enough if we go slow"

She liked the tone of that. She'd heard about foreign men, with their large members wanting to rip apart delicate Chinese girls. Edward wasn't like that, it seemed. She knew that he'd be gentle. She put her head on his chest

"Are you ready for this, Mei?"

She didn't need to tell him yes. Her eyes, her emotions said it all.

 

[prometheus 2]

Edward knew she was ready, his fingers felt her heat, her moisture. In her eyes he saw her desire, her need to have him inside her.
He took a deep breath stealing himslf against the urge to plunge recklessly into her. He wanted this first time for them to be one they would remember with pleasurable feelings. If he was slow and gentle there would be no pain for her and it would give him much pleasure if he maintained control waiting until she was ready to find release before he did.

He held her for a moment till her body quieted, her head on his chest.

"Look at me Mei." he said softly. "I want to look into your eyes as I enter your body. As we come together."

Mei looked up at him and then raised herself up and away from him her hands on his chest, their bodies still close together below.

"Yes Edward, I want to watch your eyes also when you give your love to me."

His fingers moved again circling the muscular entrance, preparing it fo his entry. His manhood throbbed in anticpation as it pressed against her opening feeling her heat. He parted the folds of moist flesh and slowly entered her, letting out his breath, easing himself one centermeter at a time forward and upward. she gasped. She was so tight but her flesh gave way as he moved again. His shafthead was now past the mcuscled circle and felt the softness beyond resisting the urge to move further in, he waited.
Waited until her body relaxed. He saw her eyes mist and then tightly shut squeezing drops of tears from their corners.

"Open your eyes, Mei, share with your eyes what we are sharing below." He moved his manhood backwards till the ridge behing its bulblike head pressed against the narrow entrance from the inside. He moved foward again a little further than thelast movement. Slowly purposefull he moved back and forth ,in and out, spreading her moisture outward with each stroke. He watched her eyes seeing the pleasure in them knowing that he was pleasing her. His shaft thicker at the base soon filled her. Tight and close her felt her holding him like a velvet glove as he stopped his movement.

"It's your turn Mei."' he said softly. "Move your body up and down on mine, that will bring more pleasure to both of us."

 

[Martaguerre]

Mei was slightly in shock as she felt his throbing member enter her tightness, but soon relaxed. His voice soothed her, telling her to relax and look at him. He has nice eyes, she thought.

"Move your body up and down on mine, that will bring more pleasure to both of us"

She slowly moved her body along with him, feeling him inside her. It felt good. She smiled at him as their bodies slowly danced, his hands on her back, massaging it gently. She takes her hands, and places them on Edward's face, gently touching it as well, hoping that he would guide her to places he like to be touched.

 

[prometheus 2]

Every slow and purposeful stroke now combined with Mei’s eagerness to join in brought pleasurable feeling from where they were so exquisitely joined that spread throughout his body . Her hands on his face amplified that feeling and he felt in them a need to begin a journey of their own a journey that would compliment the adventure that their bodies below were sharing. He took her hands and guided them to his chest to his nipples and then letting her hands go he found her nipples stroking them with firm tenderness. As his hands moved so did hers, and their bodies moved with the same tempo,. slow, steady, focused, on creating as much pleasure as possible. There was no hurry they had all night and many tomorrow's. He told her that. “Mei there are many tomorrow's for us to share this, enjoy each stroke, each touch, each pleasure we are creating.
“Yes.” She said. I am enjoying this very much. he took her hands again and pushed them gently downward to where their bodies were joined., Taking her fingers he held them so that when his shaft slid out she could feel the hot slick moisture it had drawn from her body, so that she could feel his hardness as he entered her again, and so that she could feel the place where the fleshy folds met and surrounded her clitoris. With one finger he circled the pearl and then guiding her finger showed her how it felt. She gasped as he touched her and as she touched herself. Her body arched against their hands and against his shaft as he ventured deeper inside her. He felt her heat surround his testicles and knew he had entered her all the way. He pulled her hands upward and held them to her mouth and nose so that she was aware of the sweet aroma of their lovemaking. He took her hands and held them
to his lips histongue laping at her nectar.