Two Worlds Collide

[a_libertine]

Cort rolled his eyes back into his head, the pleasure Angie delivered through her mouth was exquisite. Was she a well trained courtesan? No. But what she lacked in skill she made up in tenderness, and attentiveness. He had no doubt in his mind that Angie was not sucking another man's cock, but his. He wasn't sure of her previous entanglements, but whatever they were, he could feel that they weren't on hand at the moment.

Up and down, over and over, her languid pace rolled Cort's body back and forth. His hips began working in unison with her actions, heightening his pleasure. Her hand joined the action, cupping his balls, rolling them, tugging at them, and Cort's body went into a state of pre-orgasmic bliss.

His balls tightened in her dainty hand, the light touch coaxing his explosion. A moan rolled from him, filling the shower and bathroom. His hands grasped her head on each side, as he looked down.

The look of absolute pleasure on her face, caught him off guard just a moment, then all capacity to think it through was blown as his balls unloaded into Angie's mouth.

The first shot caught her full on the tonsils, and she gulped swallowed, and sucked every drop from him, his knees buckled from the pleasure. "Damn, princess," he hoarsely muttered.

 

[DarkEmpress]

She could feel his balls tighten in her hands as he held her in place, staring down at her in wonder for a moment. The expression on his face … the point of no return. A deep groan came from Cort as he exploded in Angie’s mouth, sending ribbons of scolding hot white cum down her throat.

She swallowed, feeling his body shake in the sheer tumultuous power of his orgasm. Half collapsing against the wall, Angie swallowed the last bit and sat watching him as he tried to catch his breath, heated water still streaming down the length of him.

Satisfied, Angie reached up for a sponge and soap, lathering it between her fingers as the delicious scent of barley and honey permeated the room. Starting with his feet, Angie slowly spread the soap across his skin, her hands smoothing across him as she worked her way across his calves.

Standing, she smoothed her hands across his thighs swirling around to rake across his ass as she pressed herself up against him, placing a soft kiss on his lips. Bringing her hands around, Angelica ran her soapy hands around his cock, rolling his balls one more time between her fingers before splaying her hands across his chest and slowly smoothing up along his torso. Leaning in, she nipped each of his nipples between her teeth before swirling her tongue around it. His nipples were soon covered in a glistening sheen of bubbles before she smoothed her hands across his shoulders and down his arms to his hands.

“Excellent appetiser,” Angie whispered teasingly leaning in close to nibble his ear playfully, a smile glinting in her eyes. She loved his little endearment for her. Princess … she quite liked it.

 

[a_libertine]

Cort plucked the wash towel from Angie's hand as she nibbled on his ear whispering, "Excellent appetizer."

"I am glad you liked it," he said.

Cort changed places with Angie and bent her slightly over, placing her hands against the wall of the shower. He washed along her arm, across her back and then up the opposite arm. Back down again, his hand cupped her breasts and washed her front thoroughly.

He ground his flaccid cock against her ass, murmuring, "Oh, just wait twenty minutes," playfully.

He washed her ass and legs carefully, inspecting her for any unexpected bruises. Seeing none, he smiled as he finished.

Turning her around to face him, Cort kissed her passionately, driving his tongue deep into her mouth as he pulled her closer. "What time is your first class?"

 

[DarkEmpress]

Arms spread against the wall, Angie felt his hands move across her body leaving a host of tingling butterflies in their wake. When he reached around and cupped her breasts, she could not help the soft, almost dreamy moan that escaped her lips.

His hands explored her … every intimate part of her, until her eyes fluttered shut, arching slightly … lost in the sensation. Cort leaned against her, pushing himself against her very willing and aching flesh. It did delicious things to her.

"Oh, just wait twenty minutes.”

Angie could not help the soft laughter that floated into the air. “I can hardly wait,” she answered teasingly, turning her head slightly to catch a glimpse of him across her shoulder.

His hands smoothed across her ass, hips … thighs and then he turned her to face him. Deep blue eyes stared into his, desire flaming in their icy depths. She watched as he lowered his head, his lips claiming hers with purpose … his tongue driving deep into her as if he was staking his claim to it.

Angie moaned, her body melting against the hard contours of his form as she wrapped her arms around him. She kissed him back with every ounce of passion burning in her veins. His question flew right past her and when it finally dawned…

“Crap,” she hissed. Angie did not need to see the time to know she was very late. Then again, she has always been a model A student … one day would probably not kill her. “I think I may have missed my first class,” she said with a mock expression of dire concern. “I will have to chalk it up to … uhm, research,” she said, wicked laughter glinting in her eyes. “A study in biology,” she added, smoothing her hands across Cort’s ass, giving them a tight squeeze.

 

[a_libertine]

Cort laughed as he turned the water off and handed a towel to Angie. "Then I suspect we should eat and gain strength to continue your research." He suggested.

Stepping out of the shower, he took her hand and led the way into the kitchen where he cut up some fruit and tossed them into a bowl for each of them. Pressing her against the counter, he took a piece of fruit and fed it to her one piece at a time. As she chewed the fruit, he kissed her neck, caressed her ass, nibbled on her tits.

Soon their arousal was growing faster than the fruit was disappearing. "Well, I think you may miss all day today," he said.

 

[DarkEmpress]

Angie watched as Cort chopped up random fruits and was intensely aware of him as he slowly pinned her against the counter, holding her in place with his body. Placing a slice of peach between her lips, Angie chewed it and moaned … Cort’s hands taking the opportunity to explore her, his lips joining in the sweet torture.

Another piece of fruit followed and Cort continued, driving her absolutely insane as he grinded himself against her, his hands splaying across her ass as his lips claimed her nipples.

She arched, rolling her head back and moaning. As soon as she swallowed, another piece of fruit was placed between her lips. Angie was sure he liked the sound of her moaning with a mouth full.

"Well, I think you may miss all day today.”

He gave her a short reprieve, and Angie gave him a devilish smile. “I might,” she said, taking a piece of fruit and placing it between his lips before her hands splayed across his hips … slowly sliding down, pressing a soft kiss to the base of his neck on his shoulder.

“But then again, it would be more fun if I left,” she said squirming out between Cort and the counter and nonchalantly walking to his room. “Just think what we’d do to each other tonight after pining away an entire day,” she said across her shoulder, breaking into a run as he chased her down the hallway.

An hour later, Angie was sitting in class … her mind anywhere but on the lecture being delivered. She had somehow managed a makeshift outfit of one of Cort’s button-up shirts and had made it home, changing into something a little less revealing. A slight blush washed across her cheeks at the thought of him. She simply could not get enough.

 

[a_libertine]

Cort headed to Angie's apartment a couple hours after she left. With a whispered word, the door banged open for him. Walking around, Cort was particularly nosy, opening every drawer, looking in each nook, cranny, box and cabinet.

He found absolutely nothing of great interest. In fact he was utterly amazed at the lack of anything. No sex toys, no condoms, no boys phone numbers, nothing.

Cort then busied himself getting ready for her return. With a word rose petals rained down in the apartment covering every flat surface. He then prepped dinner, placing everything in the small fridge for cooking later when she returned.

Cort stripped and grabbed a book at random, plopping himself on the couch waiting for Angie to return.

 

[DarkEmpress]

Angie had a little spring in her step on the way back to her apartment. The events of the previous night played across her mind as a soft smile touched her lips.

Turning into her street, it took another five odd minutes before she arrived at her doorstep. The door was slightly ajar and immediately Angie froze in place. Was someone in her apartment?

Cautiously, she fished her mace from her handbag and silently pushed the door open, taking a surreptitious step inside. What she found made her almost laugh out loud with relief but instead she relaxed and leaned against the wall … watching the masculine form lounging in her chair … starkers.

Every possible part of the room was dappled with rose petals that lent itself to adding a wonderful fragrance to the apartment.

“Hello there,” she said in a husky voice, placing her bag on the floor next to her. Mischief glinted in Angie’s eyes as she took a step closer to Cort. In one smooth move, she pulled her tunic from around her frame and across her head, letting it fall on top of her bag.

“It seems I’m a little overdressed,” she added teasingly, slowly slinking closer to him, her fingers undoing the zipper of her skirt. The soft material slid down her legs to pool at her feet before she stepped out of it.

Smoothing her hands across her hips, Angie slowly turned around … giving Cort a nice close-up of her ass before she undid her bra, letting it slide across her arms to dangle in her hands. Looking over her shoulder, she twirled the delectable piece of underwear between her fingers before throwing it at him, biting down on her bottom lip and gyrating her hips suggestively before him.

Slowly … ever so slowly, she slid her thumbs into her panties … smoothing it across her hips and down her legs as she languidly bent over … giving Cort an even more suggestive image to feast his eyes upon.

Stepping out of the final garment, Angie rose to her full height and turned around, smiling at him. Taking the last step to him, she took the book from between his fingers and tossed it aside before she straddled him, innocently asking, “Whatever shall we do?”

 

[a_libertine]

It had not been the most interesting thing he had ever read, but it was still very illuminating. A book on the workings of other people's minds. Cort understand the basic influences people exerted on each other, and their environment, but the book provided an inchoate stirring of wonder, and interest in his mind.

He had very nearly finished her Psych 101 textbook by the time Angie came home and began her wanton strip tease. By the time she slid onto his lap, Cort's cock was standing firm, the head of which quivered between their taut stomachs.

"We shall play and eat tonight." Cort whispered before lowering his mouth to her breast, sucking a nipple between his teeth before nibbling on it slightly. Angie's body arched, her hips rotating slightly forward until his cock was surrounded by her mons.

Cort stood up, carrying Angie with him and strode into the bedroom her, legs wrapped around his hips for support. He dropped her on the bed, and said huskily, "But first, we have to get you ready for playtime."

 

[DarkEmpress]

Cort was starting to fill an ubiquitous space in her mind, all surrounding … ever present. It was beyond her, how a complete stranger could become such a central part of her thoughts in such a short space of time. Perhaps it was an infatuation and if it was, Angie hoped it would never end.

A soft moan escaped her lips as Cort caught her nipple between his lips, suckling on it before gently grazing it with his teeth. Angie arched, rolling her head back to let her hair cascade down her back … her warmth all too aware of the erect hardness of him in such close proximity.

Without warning, Cort pushed himself up from the chair, her still in his arms. Wrapping her legs around him, Angie circled her arms around his neck as she nibbled his ear with every step he took. An excited squeal escaped her lips as he threw her on the bed, a warm smile spreading across her features, Angie’s violet eyes dancing in anticipation.

"But first, we have to get you ready for playtime."

“Oh … ohoh,” Angie laughed teasingly, “I like the sound of that,” she said, stretching her arms out above her head before she rolled onto her side, propping her head up on an elbow. Angie gave him the best seductive look she could muster from beneath her lashes.

“And what game are we playing?” Angie asked in a sultry voice as she rolled onto her tummy, twining and untwining her legs in the air as she looked up at Cort coyly.

 

[a_libertine]

Cort looked down as Angie coyly, slutily, crossed and uncrossed her legs, beckoning him to her like a wanton sex toy. And he almost dove in face first. Instead, he turned toward his haversack and pulled a black length of cloth out of it, measuring just over a meter long.

Sitting on her ass, he placed the cloth over her eyes, two pads pressing against his lashes as he tied it securely in place. Whispering a word, a magical current flowed through him into the cloth, snugging it tightly in place, removing any chance that it would fall off.

Swatting her ass playfully as he got off, Cort responded, "We are playing 'How much do I trust him'?"

Rummaging around in his sack her pulled out a length of cord, about 15 centimeters long, a velcro cuff attached to each end. Not an impossible cuff to escape from, but it would take an intentional effort on Angie's part. "Here are the rules, princess," as he knelt at her head, one knee on each side.

Reaching out he gathered her arms and cuffed them together firmly, "You will not be able to see all night, you will not be able to touch with your hands all night. At anytime you can end the game by removing the cuffs or blindfold. At that time I will go back to my inn, letting you reflect on the night. Until then, I will do what ever I please to you, including cook you dinner."

His hands moved down to her ass, and he began massaging it gently while rotating his hips back and forth, dragging his balls along her silky hair. "This is your one chance to decide to play or not play." His fingers began massaging her labia as he said, "If you want to play, ask me to do what ever I wish to you."

 

[DarkEmpress]

Angie watched as Cort pulled a blindfold from his bag. Her eyes widened for a moment before he sat down on top of her, effectively pinning her to the bed. He tied the black material in place, very snugly, submerging her world in darkness.

A hand landed across her derriere and Angie gasped, a smile touching her lips before he said:
"We are playing 'How much do I trust him'?"

She stiffened the words almost ominous.

Cort stood up; leaving Angie lying on the bed, face down as she listened intently to every move he made. Every sound was amplified and she could hear him shift around and stand above her before he knelt at her head.

"Here are the rules, princess,"

“What rules?” Angie asked curiously.

He touched her arms, before gathering them behind her back and securing them in place. Angie had never been restrained before and the sudden move on his part made a pang of fear pulse through her system as her breathing increased.

"You will not be able to see all night, you will not be able to touch with your hands all night. At anytime you can end the game by removing the cuffs or blindfold. At that time I will go back to my inn, letting you reflect on the night. Until then, I will do what ever I please to you, including cook you dinner."

She giggled nervously, “I like the dinner part,” she said softly as she frowned slightly. He was very clear on her options. Angie was completely at his mercy, which made her tummy do a strange little swirl of excitement. He had given her the option to end it at any time if she felt uncomfortable, which soothed the little voice screaming in the back of her mind.

All too aware of Cort’s touch, she felt his hand slide across her body leaving a trail of fire in its wake before he smoothed his fingertips across her derriere. He moved his hips, the motion extremely suggestive … his groin moving across her hair, which made Angie bite down on her bottom lip, heat seeping from her depths in answer.

"If you want to play, ask me to do what ever I wish to you."

His fingers splayed across her labia, eliciting a soft moan from Angie. Cort knew how to push her buttons, he also knew how to reduce her to pleading mass of need.

Moving her head to the side so she was lying on her ear, Angie whispered, “Please do … whatever you wish with me.” The words sounded profound, as if the enormity of what she had just asked him floated somewhere above her full comprehension of it.

Angie was curious about what he had planned, she was also apprehensive to a degree. It would be interesting to see just how much she trusted him...

 

[a_libertine]

Cort helped Angie up from the bed and escorted her toward the kitchen; his hand wrapped itself up in her hair, half guiding, half pulling her along. Stopping at the table he pulled a chair out from the long side of the table and pushed it off to the side.

The top of the table rest at the top of Angie's thigh, and as he bent her across the table, her heels came up off the floor, her weight resting on the balls of her feet. Cort unbound her hands then walked around the table, first her left, then right hand, were lashed to the tables legs.

Walking back around the table, Cort settled the chair he had just moved between her legs and back slightly. Sitting on it, he swirled his tongue into her pussy once, and then into her anus once.

Patting her ass fondly, Cort walked into the kitchen, asking, "Ever had lizard before princess?"

 

[DarkEmpress]

Cort pulled her up from the bed. It was a weird sensation. She was completely dependent on him, having to rely on him to guide her and move her as his hand tangled in her hair. Angie moved slowly, making sure she had her foot securely planted on the floor before taking another step. She had no doubt Cort would catch her if she fell... or at least, she hoped he would.

They were walking towards the kitchen and once they reached it, Cort bent her over the table and undid the cuff around her arms. A gasp escaped her lips as he laid her down on the cold table surface, taking a minute or two before it warmed up to her body temperature. She had a moment’s reprieve before her hands were tied securely to the table, leaving Angie spread and prone.

She could hear him walk around the table. Moving her head to the side, Angie listened to every sound he made ... analysing it ... anticipating. A chair scraped as he moved it and then she felt his body heat behind her as he took a seat.

A moan escaped her lips as Cort swirled his tongue into her kitten. Angie threw her head back and arched, pulling tight against the restraints. As he moved his lips to repeat the action on her dark flower, another gasp escaped her lips.

He patted her ass before she heard him get up. He was teasing her, and he damn well knew it! Angie moaned frustratedly; her heart beating fast in her chest ... her breath elevated as he moved about the kitchen.

"Ever had lizard before princess?" The tone in his voice, made her think that this was exactly what he wanted. He was enjoying every minute of it ... keeping her in a constant, simmering state of arousal. She had to admit she did too.

“No, I haven’t,” Angie said as a slight frown furrowed her brow. She had crocodile before, but never any lizard. “What are you making?” she asked curiously.

 

[a_libertine]

Cort glanced back at Angie, her ass up in the air, a lurid invitation for any that may come by. "Lizard," he replied as he turned the stove on and placing a skillet on the blue flames.

A fat dollop of butter went into the pan, melting slowly. While the skillet warmed up he pulled various vegetables from the fridge and tossed a salad. Every so often he reached over with the salad tongs and rapped her ass gently with it. His hands were a whirlwind of activity, teasing her while preparing dinner.

Just before he put the lizard steaks into the skillet, Cort stepped over to Angie and ran his cock over her lips, feeling the softness of her touch as she opened them wider to suck the head into her mouth.

 

[DarkEmpress]

A smile tugged at Angie’s lips. Lizard. That was going to be interesting.

She could smell the aroma of melting butter, filling the room and her senses. She could hear things sizzling, while the clatter of utensils and crockery accompanied the symphony of food. A few minutes later, Angie’s mouth was watering. She was surprised to find her tummy growling for food, having not realised how hungry she was.

Cort, kept teasing her, targeting her derriere for a few playful swats as he went along. It only added a different type of ‘hunger’ to the situation that made Angie squirm every time he came close to her.

She felt something slide across her lips and it didn’t take her long to figure out exactly what Cort was teasing her with. She parted her lips and sucked him into her mouth, her tongue swirling across the tip of him. Her tongue slowly meandered down to the bottom where she laced it across the very sensitive trail beneath, encasing him with the warmth of her mouth.

She had no control of her movements and was completely reliant on him and how much he was willing to let her play.

 

[a_libertine]

Cort felt her tongue snake down his cock and he moaned out, "You are a good girl, aren't you Princess?"

His hand stroked her hair as his hips fired back and forth a minute or two, driving his cock into her mouth. Pulling from her with a plaintive moan escaping Princess, Cort returned to the meal.

Dropping the lizard steaks into the skillet, Cort fried them until the meat began to change colors to an iridescent rainbow.

Fixing the two plates, he set one next to Angie's hip and then carried the other to her head. Sitting down, he balanced the plate in his lap and began feeding her a bite at a time.

 

[DarkEmpress]

Cort moved his hips, his cock moving in and out of Angie’s mouth in quick succession. He only gave her a taste before he moved away and she could not help the little pleading moan that fell from her lips.

He had notched up the teasing factor, ever so slightly, only to leave her simmering again. She could not even squeeze her legs together to provide some relief. Instead her body was spread and aching to be touched, fucked ... anything, and it was driving her insane.

Cort continued with his preparation of dinner, the sizzling sound intensifying and the delicious aroma of some protein caramelising filling the air. Her mouth was literally watering and Angie was certain he could hear her tummy rumbling from across the room.

He was moving again and the cooking in the kitchen died down, to be replaced by crockery being moved about. A chair scraped on the floor in front of her, before Angie was offered her first taste. It was absolutely delicious and melted in her mouth. All the flavours were intensified.

“Mmmmmm,” she hummed, “That’s amazing,” she said as she took another bite, chewing it slowly and roiling the flavours around in her mouth. There was something strangely humbling about being fed by someone else. She was reliant on him ... completely, and it was a caring gesture that he was willing to take the time to do it, almost like she was a child...

 

[a_libertine]

Cort stroked and caressed Angie as he fed her bite by bite. Occasionally turning her head to the side and pouring a sip of wine into her mouth. He kept his voice low and soft as he fed her.

After Angie was full he untied her arms and legs to roll her over on the table. He head lolled over the side of the table as he stood over her. He then item by item, placed his food atop her stomach and lower abdomen. "Now, Princess, I will enjoy my dinner."

Cort sat in the chair his body between her legs. Angie's sex glistening with its need as her quim seeped out and down her slit to collect at her asshole.

Taking his fork, Cort turned it sideways and pressed against the dragon steak tearing off a morsel. Spearing it, he lowered the bite of meat between Angie's folds and sopped up her fluids, moisturizing the meat even further before he ate it. Vegetables and meat alike made their way between her legs, flavoring the meal exquisitely for Cort.

Angie began twisting and turning as she reacted to each of his strokes along her sex. Moaning she thrashed her head back and forth, bringing a smile to Cort's face.

Leaning forward, Cort's tongue flicked out and brushed her inner folds gently. "Dinner is now complete, Princess," he whispered. Desert shall commence immediately."

Opening his mouth wide, Cort covered her core, thrusting his tongue deep inside Angie.

 

[DarkEmpress]

Once he had finished feeding her, Cort untied her arms and legs and Angie could feel her tummy give an excited turn as he rolled her onto her back. Still blindfolded, she could hear Cort move about her before he started placing warm titbits across her body. Angie’s breath was coming hard and fast by the time she felt cold steel touch her skin, the titbit disappearing from touch before it was smoothed through her velvety depths.

Angie gasped, her kitten giving a funny little quake at the unexpected touch. Every bite followed suite and by the time Cort finished his dinner, Angie was writhing atop the table, her body on fire ... every fibre in her body screaming for release, as he teased her into a frenzy.

Her legs were spread wide and she knew he was sitting between them. It would give Cort a close-up view of her kitten, which incensed the room with the fragrance of Angie’s need as it dripped down her inner thigh, leaving her sleek and ready to be taken.

He moved, and the next moment she could feel his tongue trace the perimeter of her. Angie clenched her teeth together, hissing in a breath across her lips as she gripped the edge of the table tightly.

"Dinner is now complete, Princess, desert shall commence immediately,” he said in his husky voice, and with those words he covered her with his mouth, thrusting his tongue into her depths.

Angie arched off the table, a cry leaving her lips. A flame seared through her body, right down to the souls of her feet, her body alive and responsive to his ministrations. She was trembling, perspiration glistening on her skin as her body worked to fuel the fire he was stoking, every sensation intensified by the darkness that shrouded her.

 

[a_libertine]

Cort took his time, not hurry at all as he drove his tongue into her, then swirling it around her clit. Tongue and fingers each in turn worked into her, around her orifices, calmly drawing her toward an orgasmic bliss which he denied her.

He could feel her body quake and quiver, her needs flowing from her and down his chin, only to dribble on the table beneath them. He scooped a portion up on his finger tips and drove his fingers into her mouth. He could feel her teeth clamp down on his finger tips. He lift his head slightly and whispered, "Hold it Princess, don't cum, not yet, I will tell you when."

He smiled at her longing groan as he stood and walked around her, untying her hands then feet. Cort pulled her up into a sitting position, her ass sliding in the fluids on the table top.

His mouth descended onto hers, his tongue driving deep into her. Breaking the kiss, he whispered, "Do you believe in Magic, Princess?"