Subject: [FF] [LEMON] The Dragon's Lovers pt. 5
From: Shannon Richmeyer
Date: 10/7/1996, 5:43 PM
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She pulled up her knees and parted her legs wide as he stretched out
between them. He kissed the top of her mound then took a deep breath
while he rubbed his face across the short, fine hair and inhaled the
intoxicating scent of her arousal. Then he scooted back a little more
and put his hands under her buttocks and tilted her hips up. Her most
private place was open and waiting for him. It reminded him of an exotic
orchid as dropped his head to plant a kiss on her clit.

	He felt the shudder go through her as he traced a circle around it with
his tongue then sucked on it gently. Then he turned his attention to the
rest of her slit, licking each side with firm broad strokes of his
tongue, then up to circle her throbbing button, then back down and
deeper until the tip of his tongue flicked and pressed against her
opening and tasted the moisture there. She pushed up against his mouth.
She was ready. He went back up to give her clit one last suck and pushed
against it with his tongue making her gasp and wiggle.

	He lifted his head so he could see her face. "Are you ready,
Matsuri-chan?"

	She nodded and reached for him as he moved up to cover her. He kissed
her as she wrapped her arms around his chest. He rose enough so he could
reach down and guide his tip to her entrance then let his weight back
down on her.

	"This is going to hurt, Matsuri-chan." He warned and wished he wasn't
going to be her first. He didn't want to hurt her and he wasn't sure if
he could restrain himself long enough for her to recover and share his
pleasure.

	"I know, Hajime-san. It's O.K." She gave him a brave smile and
surprised him by rocking her hips up and starting him in.

	He kept his cheek pressed against hers as he pushed in. Her passage was
so tight and hot! He felt her tense under him as he hit and was stopped
by her barrier.

	He raised his head and looked deep into her eyes. "Ready?"

	She nodded. He put his back down and felt her take a deep breath as she
rubbed her cheek against his as he pulled back then thrust forwards,
felt the barrier give way as he went all the way into her.

	He froze for a minute as the sensation of her sheath gripping his
length in little contractions radiated through him. Then he felt her
tension and raised his head once more. She was biting her lower lip and
pale with pain.

	"Matsuri?" His voice was full of concern.

	"It's O.K. Just give me a minute if you can."

	"As long as you need, Matsuri-chan," he promised her even as his body
wanted to move, to drive in and out of her.

	But he would wait until she was ready. It took every bit of his will
power to stay still, yet he did as he nuzzled and kissed the side of her
neck.

	Matsuri knew that it was hard for Hajime to wait as she waited for the
pain of her broken hymen and sudden distention to stop. And she loved
him even more for his consideration. Finally the pain was gone and she
became aware of the hard length that throbbed in her and the pressure
against her clit. She shifted her hips tentatively and felt a wave of
pleasure rush through her as her button rubbed against him. Her
movements became stronger as her body quickly came back up to the pitch
Hajime had created in her She could feel the fine tremble of tension
that went through him, yet still, he didn't move.

	"Hajime-san, it's O.K," she told him softly. 

	He moved almost timidly in her at first, pulling back until he was
almost unsheathed then pushed back in slowly until he was sealed against
her. He would pause for a moment as she wiggled her hips to press and
rub that most sensitive part of herself against him. She heard herself
make a soft plaintive noise as the pleasure radiated down every nerve as
he backed away to repeat the cycle.

	Her whole body was quivering with frustrated need. She wanted release!
She wound her legs around his thighs and put her hands on the hard
cheeks of his buttocks and pushed, trying to urge him faster. He
resisted her for a few more slow penetrations then began hard, abandoned
thrusts.

	She writhed under him, gave voice to panted, whispered 'oh's' as her
hands went to push against his rear as her hips pressed up, trying to
push him deeper and faster as her sheath gripped him harder. He made it
through two more slow strokes then couldn't resist any longer.

	He rode the wave up and heard Matsuri squeal and felt a rush of
moisture as her sheath contracted in rhythmic waves against him. The
pleasure became exquisite as he pulled back one more time and felt
himself go harder, then thrust back in deeply as his organ jerked and
the orgasm thundered through him and took him over the edge.

	Matsuri was hugging him tightly, her heart pounding in sync with his
own as he came back to awareness. He rested his forehead against hers
and basked in the glow of her ecstatic and contented smile.

	"I love you, Hajime-san." She whispered.

	"I love you too, Matsuri-chan!" He responded firmly and knew that he
meant it with all his heart!


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to be continued....