Rainey's Song Ch. 05
Keywords: 05, Ch., Song, Rainey's,
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His nails were clipped and the dirt was removed from them. He saw himself naked for the first time and filched at the sight. How long has he been this skinny? Taking a deep breath he leaned in close and stared at himself.
"All right, Harvey. Listen up and listen good. For whatever reason somebody up there has decided to give you a second chance. You'll have a job soon and if you don't managed to somehow fuck this night up you might even walk away with a woman. But no matter what happens, you are never going to let yourself get this way again, you hear me?"
Then taking a deep breath, he smoothed back his hair and reached for the bottle of cologne on the edge of the sink. He never was a fan of Old Spice but it will have to do. Splashing it on, he stood tall and worked the knots out of his shoulder. Taking one last breath, he turned and reached for the robe hanging on the back of the door. Donning it, he looked around and made sure he didn't leave too much of a mess. He gave Sarah his clothes before he entered the shower. She promised to wash them. He turned up his nose. If they were anything like his body had been then it probably will take her several attempts.
He opened the bathroom door and made his way to what he believed was her bedroom. She was standing in front of her dresser mirror in a silk nightgown. It was black. It fell down to about her knees and molded the soft curves that lay beneath. She looked beautiful. She had not seen him yet. She was trying to brush down her hair so it would resemble some sort of order. He smiled, glad that she was as nervous as he. He reached up and again smooth out his newly trimmed head.
Clearing his throat, he called her name. "Sarah?"
She jumped and turned in surprised.
"Oh. Oh." She said as she quickly turned and threw the brush at the desk with more force then she needed considering it was directly behind her and the loud clanging noise echoed through the small space. She blushed and he grinned.
"May I come in?"
"Yes," she said softly. She just stared at him, taking him all in. He looked so different without all that matted hair. She could see his face, his eyes, everything. He was more attractive than she thought. Her stomach began to flutter. Insecurity began to set in again. She was too ugly. Too...big.
"You look so beautiful, Sarah. Like a dream."
She stared at him. Not knowing what to say. His grin faulted. Then he asked, "Am I okay? Is it good enough?"
Stare.
Taking a step back, his face closed up. "Maybe I should go." He turned to leave when he heard her say. "I'm I too fat?"
He looked at her, surprised. "No. I don't think so. I actually like how you are. If anything I'm too skinny."
"Yes. You are."
He laughed. It was bitter.
"But that's okay. I'll fatten you up."
He slowly smiled and turned back into the room, turned toward her. "You will?"
"Yes."
He walked closer and stopped at the side of the bed. She did the same and stopping on the other side.
"You're very handsome, Harvey."
His smile turned back into a grin. She laughed. Then taking a deep breath she said, "I don't know what to do."
Harvey looked at her for a moment and then slowly nodded. "That's okay. We'll figure it out together. Want to meet half way?"
"Okay."
Together they raised a knee on to the bed and moved to the center of the queen size mattress. Her side snagged a little more than his but neither of the really noticed.
Once in the middle she reached out and touched his face. He 'stood' there and closed his eyes as her fingertips explored its contours. He stood perfectly still. It was a moment for them both. He was the first man she ever got to touch on such an intimate level and this was the first time in a long time he had a woman want to touch him and who took pleasure in touching him. It was something neither one of them wanted to rush. His flesh tingled as her butterfly touches caressed him - his eyes, his cheeks his nose, his lips. Oh his lips. Unable to stop it, his tongue lashed and licked her fingertips. She giggled. Encouraged, he leaned in and sucked her fingers between his lips ever so softly. His cock began to stir.
She laughed and leaned forward. Her lips found the side of this neck and his body shivered with delight as her tongue licked a strong path across the surface, settling at his Adam's apple, which she took into her mouth and sucked on slightly. Her hands reached down and loosened his belt. The thick terry cloth parted and her hand slid up his torso, feeling the texture of his body while her mouth traveled to his collarbone. He moaned and tilted his head back, allowing her better access. She softly pushed him back and together they slid down onto the bed.
"This is not right," he muttered as his hands curved around her ass. "I should be making love to you."
"You will," she replied between licks and caresses. "Just let me have this first. I've always used to fantasize what this would be like. To touch a man. To taste him. To feel him move beneath me as I give him pleasure. You'll get your turn, just please, give me mine. I need this. I need to know that I can do this."
It wasn't hard to deny her. He's body was starving for human touch. She gave him what could only be described as a body bath with her tongue. She licked her way around his nipples and the contours of his pecks. His belly button was a place he would never have thought could be an erogenous zone. His thighs were bitten and grazed as her teeth scraped along the fine hairs, along with the side of his knees- he laughed, that tickled.
His cock strained and glistened, dipping juice with every swipe of her tongue. He wasn't sure if he could hold out much longer and he told her so.
"It's okay. I read somewhere that sometimes it's better for a man to seek his release first, that way he'll be more in control the second time and can concentrate better on pleasing a woman."
He laughed, "Ahhhh. So there is an interior motive behind your generous deeds, huh?"
She chuckled. Her cheeks rested on his thigh as she looked up at him. "Maybe just a little. But I didn't lie. I need you." His cock was between them. She held it. Juice trailed down the sides and landed on her hand.
He smiled as he stared down at her; his hand reached up and buried itself in her hair. "I need you too, Sarah. Very much."
She was no longer looking in his eyes, however, she was looking at the hard flesh she held. The power in her hand, so to speak. Lifting up she leaned forward. Her hair fell around her, around them. He watched as she opened her lips and a small pink tongue slid out and swiped the very tip. The hot pulsing tip. His hips rose up, forcing his dick higher, forcing it to slide against her cheek.
"Hold still."
Sarah quickly got the hang of things and began to enjoy herself and became more accustomed to the feel of him. It was so strange to her. He was so soft, so velvety, yet so hard and firm. Her pussy was pulsing. How is it, it knew what it wanted when it never had it before?
He groaned. Then closing his eyes, he put his head back onto the pillow and gave up control. Her mouth was actually cool to his hot skin in comparison. The moistness was inviting and seductive. Her movements were slow and steady, almost as if she was savoring every moment she had to suck and milk his dick. Her tongue, tentative at first, gained confidence. He did nothing to hold back the sounds of his enjoyment.
Her mouth was heaven. He never would have known she never did this before. There was very little doubt or insecurity in her actions. He particularly loved how he didn't know where her tongue would land next. Her mouth was in constant motion. She made little sounds that were so sexy, like she really enjoyed his dick, like she wanted more. It was wet and it was hot. The wetness from her salvia and the juice form his cock intermingled, forming a bubbly paste at the base of his dick, melting into his pubic hairs. He began thrusting his hips up and down. He liked watching himself slide between her lips. He liked watching her descend to meet him, to take more of him.
He loved it. The feeling of power and sex increased and suddenly, he pushed harder, faster. She jerked back in surprise. Her eyes widen, her body jerked suddenly as if she was choking. He stopped, letting her regain control. She released him and took a deep breath. Her face, her face was covered in wetness. It was everywhere. She stuck out her tongue and licked as much of it away as she could manage. Then her hand grabbed the base of this dick. He moaned and tilted his head back as he began thrusting again in the hole she created. He fucked her hand over and over. Enjoying the feeling of her masturbating him. Then he felt her face between his thighs, he spread them wider to make room. Her mouth covered his thick sac and pulled him deeply into her mouth. God that felt so good. She stroked his cock and sucked his sack, driving him crazy. He fucking loved it. It was so good.
Then he felt her slowly release him from her warm mouth. Me moaned in protest but her face moved lower. Her nose buried itself beneath his balls. He felt a small suction. She was breathing him in. Her hands moved, never stopping, twisting all around him, stroking the pleasure, calling the cum. Then she moved back up, kissing along his thighs, moving along his torso, licking and biting. He looked back down and watched her move, watch her cover him like a tide of sex, eating his flesh bring them both pleasure with her touch, her presence, she liked the middle section of his tummy. His stomach involuntarily flexed. And all this time she never let go of his cock. She kept playing with it, never letting up. Her personal fuck toy. Hers and only hers. He liked that idea. She took her free hand and lifted it to his mouth. Two fingers played with his lips.
"Make me wet," She ordered.
His mouth opened up and his tongue reached out to curl around her fingers drawing them into his hot mouth. She grasped as she felt a tingling travel down her arm.
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Keywords: 05, Ch., Song, Rainey's,