Chapter 2: Tails

Harriet~

“Let’s go on a tour,” he says snatching the coin off the table.

He wins and he wants to take me on a fucking tour? Disappointments settles in my throat and I gulp it down.

He reaches for me again, putting his arm around my waist and leading me towards a staircase. We walk together silently each of us in our own world.

I’m nursing my disappointment and he is… well doing his shit.

We walk to the first floor and he leads me down a passage and stops beside a door and fishes out a key.

I wordlessly watch him insert the key, unlock the door and guides me into the dark room before walking in himself and shutting the door.

He flips a switch and the room is illuminated by a soft blue light that doesn’t lighten up the entire room but I can tell that it’s a bedroom that is well lived in.

“Where…”

“My friend lent me the room for a month, I needed us to get away from the noise.”

The closes the door.

He takes my hand and leads me to a soft divan and helps me to sit.

“You’re so fucking pretty that I actually ache,” he says as he settles into the divan with me.

“Thank you,” I reply, pretending I’m not preening internally.

“You said it aches, where?” I ask, trying my hand at being naughty for just one night.

He takes my hand and presses it against his chest. “Here.”

And then he lowers it to his pants and gently presses it against the bulge. “Here.”

I swallow.

Sex isn’t really on my menu for the night.

“Would you kiss me better?”

Like kiss his dick?

“No baby, kiss me my mouth. I want to touch you, you gave me permission to remember?”

I don’t even have a second to respond before he is leaning in to kiss me hungrily. He lifts me to his lap and cups my cheek to deepen the kiss.

He withdraws and places a kid on my jaw. “You taste so good. Take off your shirt, I want to feel your skin.”

Just this once, I tell myself as I take off the shirt and his mouth is on my skin again, kissing my neck, my shoulder, my chest and his hand reaches to cup me with my bra on. He gives me a light squeeze before he slips his hands under and his touch is heaven.

My back arches into the open space as his thumb locates my nipples and rubs them softly. His mouth latches to my neck and he sucks while his thumb and index pinch my erected nipples.

I feel like I’m in some sort of exquisite heaven as between my legs get wet and whimpers escapes my lips.

“Oh.. oh, my goodness… I barely even know your name,” I am moaning softly as he continues his torture.

He ignores me and continues till I feel an incoming wave and then his mouth and hand withdraws.

“What in the world.”

“I’m sorry baby, I need to get my shirt and pants off. They’re becoming too restrictive,” he pants.

Yes, I need him to take them off and let me see him as he has seen me.

He strips efficiently and pulls me up and grips the waist band of my skirt.

“Let’s get this out of the way shall we? More skin equals more fun and I love touching you.”

I nod wordlessly.

Just this once.

He pulls my skirt and reveals all I have under, my black lacy string which I’ve creamed all over.

“You are so exquisite,” he praises as he pulls down the skirt. He kisses my thighs and return to his full height.

“Back to business.”

He sits down and makes me straddle him on both knees, allowing his half erection press into my nether region.

The feeling is electrifying and encompassing that I feel myself grind into him.

His hands find my hips and he wordlessly guides me into a rhythm.

He resumes kissing me with passion that steals my thinking capacity I don’t even notice the moment he un clasps my bra until my bare breast is presses against his chest.

“You’re intoxicating darling and all I can think of right now is to be buried inside you,” he husks.

I don’t reply trying to hold on to what is left of myself control as I dry hump him.

“Okay,” I reply and In one quick movement he has me on my back and is between my thighs.

“What are you doing?” I ask, husk creeping into my voice.

“Touching you.”

“Have you ever been fingered before?” He asks, his hands on my waist, dangerously close to my vagina.

“Not by another person, no.”

His fingers stroke my thigh but stop short of her panties.

“Tell me if you want me to continue,” he murmurs. “I don’t push through uncertainty.”

I pause for a second.

Just this once.

“I… want you to touch me,” I whisper

He moves my pant to the side and runs his finger through my folds, my back bows off the couch.

“Ohh, Von…”

He leans into me and presses a finger against my entrance. “You're so tight.”

He removes the finger and plunges in against this time with two and repeats the process.

A stranger is fingering me, oh my God.

Just this once though, as experience to last me a life time.

Like last time, just as I near climax, he removes his hand again and kissed my neck.

“Are you mad? Why do you keep doing that?” I ask, genuinely confused with his actions and he chuckles.

“I wanna show you something new.”

“Sure,”

With that, he presses his dick against my entrance.

I really am about to let him take another first.

“Just relax for me, baby girl. Tell me if anything feels wrong.”

“Yes Von.” Just like that, I feel my resistance fall away and I sigh.

He presses his dick against my entrance.

He pauses, eyes meeting mine. “Do you want this, baby?”

My breath stutters. “Yes, Von… I want you.”

He pushes in his dick and the rest of my words are swallowed up. I feel strangely full and discomforted that I reach for his chest.

“You are squirming so much baby,” he says with strain in his voice.

I hold myself still so I can help him control himself, then he pushes in a little more, he touches my thigh and lifts it up a little.

“What is happening?” I ask yet again.

He lets his head drop to my shoulder in some sort of resignation.

“You're so tight baby.”

His words makes me relax and the next moment he buries himself inside me.

“You fit me like a glove and the temptation was too much.”

The shock of him actually burying himself in me doesn’t allow me to respond till he starts making shallow thrusts and I start feeling pleasure again.

“My name is Von.”

Even as he speaks, he thrusts that I have no other choice but to grip his arm while I allow the pleasure stop me from thinking about my stupidity.

“Von, I’ve just given you my virginity how about you make my first time amazing because I’d never have sex in my life again.”