This is an adult story. Please consult part one of this
archive for details and warnings. People under the age
of 21 should seriously consider not reading this!
Ataru awoke with a start as the sound of a door
slamming roused him from his slumber. He looked around the
cabin, and saw no-one walking around. `Must've been Megane
and Oyuki,' he thought dismissively. He sat up and wiped
his tired eyes, and debated going back to sleep. But
something told him to turn around. He turned, and was
confronted with a very close look at Lum's face and bare
breasts.
He drew in a sharp breath as he realized for the first
time exactly what type of opportunities were literally
laying in wait right in front of him. His exhaustion was
banished, to be replaced by a child-like curiosity. He
reached out and touched Lum on her face. Her skin was warm
and smooth to the touch, but it also seemed to be coated in
a sticky, smelly substance. He brought his hand to his face
and sniffed his fingers.
The smell was potent, causing Ataru to wrinkle his
nose. He'd never smelled anything like it before in his
life, and wondered where the stuff could've come from. As
he took a long look at her stomach, he realized that Lum was
covered with the stuff. He confirmed it when he tentatively
rubbed his hand against her belly, and came away with more
of the fragrant glaze on his fingers.
He looked at Benten's body, and noted that she had a
similar sheen glistening on her torso and legs. `Good lord,
they're bathed in the stuff,' he realized suddenly. Ataru
noted that the longer he stayed around the girls, the more
potent the smell was becoming. He doubted that he could
stand the overpowering scent much longer, so he decided to
clean them off before he was forced to spend the rest of the
trip in the privy, or watching Megane and Oyuki do whatever
it was they were doing in the cockpit.
He both looked forward to it, and feared it. Bathing
them would get rid of that smell, and would also afford
Ataru with a great view of their attributes. But he was
almost certain that one or both of the girls would wake up
while he was rubbing them clean, and turn him into Ataru-
sukiyaki. His mind pondered the benefits versus the
problems, but it was his nose, not his hormones, which
overwhelmingly decided that he should bathe them.
So he stood from the bedside and walked over and to the
door to the cabin. He locked it on his side to keep Megane
and Oyuki out while he cleaned the girls off. What he
didn't need at the moment was to get grief from Megane or
his violent girlfriend because he was `touching' Lum and
Benten.
Getting a rag from the privy, and using one of his
canteens, Ataru wet the rag and began cleaning Lum. He
tried studiously to avoid dwelling on her nudity as he wiped
off the sticky fluid that was coating every inch of her
skin. Blushing furiously whenever his hand ran across her
breasts or vagina, Ataru rushed to complete Lum's bath
before he bled to death through his nose, although he found
it hard to bathe her with his eyes closed.
But in only a few minutes he had completed the task,
and moved over to Benten's side of the bed. Bolstered by
the success of Lum's cleanup, he decided he could keep his
eyes open while cleaning Benten and not be affected. Boy
was he wrong.
He found himself having a rougher time with Benten's
cleanup. She seemed more drenched with the sticky fluid
than Lum was, and that required a longer scrubbing time to
get her cleaned off. Ataru knew that he was chancing death
by bathing Benten in this manner, but he couldn't help it.
The girls reeked of the strange odor. It wasn't unpleasant,
but slightly overpowering. He had to clean them off before
he passed out.
He wrung his rag out again into a nearby metal
container, then dropped it to his side for a moment as he
gazed at Benten's naked body, smiling like a lovesick idiot.
Goodness knows how many times he'd fantasized about getting
to that place between those gorgeous legs of hers. He'd
also lost count of the number of times he wanted to play
with those wonderful breasts of hers, too. Throwing caution
to the wind, he took the rag in his hands again and resumed
Benten's bath, but much more slowly this time.
He gazed at her lingeringly, his eyes concentrating on
her breasts as he wiped a few remaining traces of the
sticky, smelly stuff from them. He watched the large brown
nipples contract as the cold water from the rag made contact
with them, stiffening to the width of his thumb and standing
out from the rest of her breast. The rag grazed the firm
brown nubs of skin on each breast, and he was surprised to
find that they had such contrasting textures. Each breast
was firm and rough around the nipple, smooth and warm
everywhere else. Ataru almost swore that he could hear
Benten moan as the rag made contact with her erect nipples.
He rinsed and wrung out the rag, turning his attention to
Benten's muscular belly and clean-shaven vagina.
He vigorously washed the area between her breasts and
sex, as he fought to distract himself at least somewhat from
what he was bathing. His mind was threatening to shutdown
as he cleaned her gorgeous body. He loved the way she
looked, and fought his primal urge to take her in her
defenseless state.
After cleaning a lot of the stuff off of her belly, and
especially from her navel, he brought his rag slowly down to
the fertile nexus between Benten's thighs. He paused his
cleaning at her vagina, and stared at it intensely. It was
an item of extreme curiosity to him. The only ones he'd
seen in person before this one was Lum's just a moment ago,
and Shinobu's before the mission. Both of theirs and the
ones that he had seen in pictures in the past were covered
with hair, which made him wonder why Benten had nothing
covering hers.
He bent down and examined the hairless mons closely,
noting how rough looking the skin of the lips and outer
petals were. He tried to understand what about this
particular part of a woman made him so insane with lust, now
that he'd seen it up close, and couldn't figure it out. He
shrugged his shoulders, guessing that he and Lum might
figure it out someday soon.
As he bent to the task of cleaning and examining
Benten's sex, Ataru's nose caught a whiff of a scent
emanating from it. Bending down further made the
intoxicating scent seem much more potent, and he recognized
it immediately as the same substance that both girls had
been coated with when he first put them down on the bunk.
But in this case it was fresher, and seemed to be emanating
even now from between Benten's legs. He sat back up and
scratched his head in confusion, trying to comprehend why
both girls had been covered with the juice from Benten's
crotch, when the truth dawned on him.
He blushed furiously as the naughty idea blossomed in
his mind. `Naah,' he tried to tell himself. `There's no
way they could've...' He stopped his thoughts as he bent
his body forwards, bringing his nose even with Lum's green
haired paradise. He inhaled deeply, and smiled at the
slightly sweeter-smelling odor of her vagina. He got a
raging erection immediately as his nose confirmed his
suspicion; Lum and Benten had shared the best parts of
themselves with each other some time before he had come to
their rescue. The idea of Lum and Benten having sex drove
him out of his mind with lust, and it took a supreme effort
on his part for him to not close the short distance between
the lips of his mouth and Lum's vagina.
Not satisfied that he had cleaned them as well as he
possibly could, but unable to trust himself any longer,
Ataru quickly threw a sheet over the two girls and stood
away from the bunk before his hormones overwhelmed what
little was left of his self control. Looking down at the
two, he saw that the sheet covered Lum up to her shoulders,
but due to Benten's slightly taller build and the way she
was laying on the bunk, her breasts were still exposed.
Not trusting himself to keeping his hands off of either
female, he left well enough alone and turned away from them.
He rummaged about in a sack at the other end of the room
where he and Megane had stashed their clothes after they had
suited up for the mission. Finding his street clothes and a
towel, he dropped his clothes on top of the sack and entered
the privy with the towel and closed the door behind him. He
wasted no time in divesting himself of the sweaty combat
camos that he'd been wearing since planetfall.
Looking down at his painfully erect member, he doubted
that a cold shower would be good enough to alleviate all of
the sexual tension that had built up from his fantasy-laden
bathing session with the girls, so he masturbated furiously.
He came twice in the toilet before he felt he'd sufficiently
drained his primal drive and could act normally in the nude
presence of Lum and Benten. There was no telling how much
longer they'd be out, and he wasn't sure he could keep his
hands off of them for the remainder of the trip, however
long it was.
Ataru stepped into the shower and starting the water
running, shivering as he guided himself under the cold blast
from the shower head. Cleaning his now-flaccid penis, he
remembered the urges that were screaming for release mere
moments ago. He flushed guiltily at what he had been
tempted to do to them, and was glad that he had been able to
keep himself from giving into his desires.
As he recalled the sight of his beautiful fiancee lying
next to Benten in the other room, he concentrated on the
defenseless look she had on her face, and felt a heavy burst
of love and protectiveness for her spring from somewhere
deep within his heart. He had no doubts now that he truly
loved her, and was ever so grateful that she had been
returned to him whole and apparently unharmed. He doubted
that he would've been able to live had something happened to
her, and found himself blinking away a tear or two, his
gratitude spilling over into tears of joy. He let them wash
away in a stream of cold water as it jetted endlessly from
the shower head above him and splashed against his face.
Until now, true love had been an emotion as alien to
Ataru as Lum was. After so many years of rampant
lecherousness and dreaming of how to get a woman into the
sack, he didn't know how to deal with this new feeling. But
he at least knew that he liked it.
Buoyed by his romantic feelings, Ataru felt confident
enough to walk out of the privy and look at the girls
without having a spontaneous orgasm. He dried his hair with
a towel, then wrapped it about his waist as he exited the
privy. As he prepared to dress, Ataru glanced in the girls'
direction again to check on them, and was surprised by what
he saw.
Lum and Benten had both moved while he was in the
shower. Lum had shifted so she was now snuggled up against
Benten with her arms draped over her friend's supple waist.
Benten had turned on her side, facing Lum. The added
attraction for Ataru was that Lum's face was enveloped by
the soft skin of Benten's pendulous breasts, almost as if it
were a natural position for both girls. Curiosity beating
self-preservation, Ataru approached the sleeping nymphs
cautiously.
Once he'd gotten closer, Ataru thought he could hear
soft moaning coming from Lum. Moving a little closer, his
eyebrows shot up as he heard what she was saying.
"... more... Darling ... mmmm... Ben-chan..." she
moaned as she shifted her face around in the confines of
Benten's cleavage.
`She must still be dreaming about what they ... did,'
he thought in amazement, a fresh flush of pure lust
blindsiding him. He fought his urges only half-heartedly,
letting his cock regain it's prominence and push his towel
out obscenely.
His rod twitched as Benten moaned slightly in her gas-
induced slumber, in response to Lum's angel-soft facial
contact with her breasts. He sighed in a shuddering breath
as he watched the two women draw closer to each other,
cooing happily in their dream-state. Ataru felt a slight
touch of envy for them at seeing the look of love on
Benten's face.
Standing at the edge of the bunk, Ataru knelt down
beside Lum to bring himself face-to-face with his would-be
fiancee. His eyes darted from Benten, to Lum, and back as
he tried to comprehend what was going on in the minds of the
two.
Lum moaned happily, catching Ataru's attention, and
causing him to focus his gaze on her again. As he looked
upon her breast-obscured face, he could see that her cheeks
were suffused with a deep-red blush. His member twitched
under his towel again as Lum's moaning deepened in response
to something that was happening in her dream.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Ataru reached his
hand out to touch Lum on the shoulder. He steeled himself
for the worst possible reaction from her as his hand made
contact with her, but none came. His straining rod grew
even harder as his hand rested against the warm skin of
Lum's shoulder, slight drool forming at the corners of his
trembling mouth.
Emboldened by Lum's lack of response, Ataru ran his
hand from her shoulder and down her arm, raising goosebumps
on her skin. He paused his hand when Lum moaned
appreciatively at the soft stroking she was receiving. He
couldn't help but wonder if she was just playing around with
his mind again, but after waiting for a moment, and getting
no further response from her, he resumed his stroking of her
arm, taking his hand back to her shoulder.
He knew that he wouldn't be able to forestall the
impending storm of her anger and fear much longer, and felt
that they would both be better off if he awoke her gently,
instead of having her awake in a panic. Turning his hand on
her shoulder, he gripped her firmly and shook her gently.
"Lum-chan, you okay?" he asked gently, his lips
hovering right near her ear. Lum moaned into Benten's
cleavage again, but didn't relinquish her hold on her
friend. Irritation showed on Ataru's face as he again shook
her and received no response. He debated his next move for
a bit before deciding finally that he had to pull her away
from Benten forcibly.
With both hands, he grabbed her by the arm and shoulder
and pulled her off of Benten, then laid her on her back.
Lum protested having to leave the warm confines of the area
between Benten's succulent breasts while still in her sleep.
But to Ataru's relief, she didn't make a move to glomp onto
Benten again.
Ataru's heart skipped a beat as he looked adoringly at
the innocent smile on Lum's face. It again drove home the
fact that he had always cared for her, but had been too
stupid to show it until now. He brought his hands up and
caressed her face gently, desperate to show his love for
her. "Lum-chan, wake up, please!" he pleaded in a hoarse
whisper, his lips brushing against her cheek.
Lum shifted, groaning now instead of moaning. Ataru
pulled his head back and watched anxiously as she began to
stir. "Dar... ling?" she asked in a hoarse, halting
whisper. Her eyelids fluttered madly as her eyes tried to
adjust to the painful flood of light they were receiving
from the overhead fluorescents. She closed her eyes tightly
as a wave of pain hit her in the back of her skull.
"Oww,... headache..." she moaned, her facial muscles
contorting in pain.
Ataru understood that she was in pain, and rushed to
get the canteen that he'd used to bathe the girls. He
jumped up and dashed into the privy to fill the canteen with
water again. Rushing back to her, he knelt down at the side
of the bunk, canteen in hand. He slipped his free hand
under her head and tilted it up, then placed the edge of the
canteen against her closed lips.
"Lum-chan, drink," Ataru urged. "It should help you
with your headache," he offered helpfully.
Lum opened her lips slightly, and groaned gratefully as
the cold water sluiced across her tongue and against the
back of her throat. She swallowed greedily as it bathed her
parched mouth, quenching her thirst and bringing quick
relief.
"Not so fast, Lum-chan. Slow down," he cautioned as he
watched her gulp down mouthful after mouthful of the cool
liquid. "You'll make yourself sick if you drink too much,"
he scolded, not unkindly.
Lum nodded her agreement weakly and closed her lips. A
small trickle of the cold water wended its way down her
cheek and neck, then disappeared between her breasts before
Ataru pulled the canteen away from her mouth and set it on
the floor.
Feeling better, she sighed contentedly and looked at
Ataru with heavy eyes. She brought a hand to her face,
politely covering a yawn that she couldn't keep suppressed.
"Where are we, Darling?" she asked after resuming normal
breathing.
"We're on your dad's ship, the `Black Widow'," he
answered softly. His hand moved haltingly towards her, as
he debated the wisdom of showing her affection after all she
had been through. Plus, there was still a small echo of
that voice that told him to avoid her. But to his relief,
he found that he had no trouble ignoring that voice.
His heart won the argument with his ego, and he
steadily guided his hand to her face, stroking her cheek
lovingly with his index finger. "We just escaped from
Graven's hideout," he said, then brought both of his hands
up and placed them on her shoulders, restraining her as a
sudden wave of panic hit Lum. "... and we're heading back
to Earth. Don't worry, Lum-chan. You're safe now," he said
soothingly, moving his hands back to her head to stroke her
face and run his fingers through her hair.
Lum calmed down, letting her breath out in a rush. She
smiled at him, her heart light as she realized how
affectionate he was being to her. She placed her hand on
his, letting them both rest against her cheek. "You came
for me Darling! I knew you would," she said happily, gazing
into his eyes adoringly.
At that moment, hearing her appreciative words and
knowing that she was going to be alright, Ataru could no
longer keep his composure. Giving into his emotions, he lay
his head against Lum's shoulder, their cheeks pressed
together, and cried his eyes out. He pushed his arms
underneath her, his elbow grazing Benten's stomach as he
locked his hands together behind Lum to form a tight
embrace.
"God, Lum, I was so worried about you," he said through
deep sobs. "After what I saw Graven try to do to you, and
when he threatened to kill you, I ..." he choked back
another sob. "I thought I'd lost you forever," he completed
in anguish, holding her desperately, afraid that she would
suddenly disappear from him.
Lum wrapped her arms around Ataru's trembling frame,
hoping that she could comfort the one she cared for so
dearly. "Shhh... I'm okay, now that I'm here with you
Darling," she whispered lovingly, rubbing her hands across
his bare back.
`Across his bare back!?' her mind recited in alarm.
Lum frowned as she felt for, and couldn't find, a shirt.
She stopped her hands, letting them rest on the bare skin of
Ataru's exposed back. `We didn't?!' she thought suddenly,
concluding the worst. Craning her neck, she looked down
Ataru's bare chest to his legs, and saw, to her amazement,
that he was clad only in a towel.
Very suspicious of her lecherous fiancee, Lum pulled
one of her hands off of his back and slid it under the
sheet. She hissed in shock as she felt her nipples and
vagina clearly, and knew that they were only being covered
by the sheet. Her eyes narrowed angrily as she confirmed
what Ataru had done to her. Ataru could sense that
something was wrong, and sat back from Lum. His worst fears
were confirmed when he could see the fire of anger lighting
her eyes.
Lum was seething with fury, but before she could yell
at Ataru something soft and warm, with a small, rough edge
to it brushed her face and rested against her cheek, causing
her to turn in alarm. Wanting to see what had struck her,
Lum instead found herself lips-to-nipple with one of
Benten's large breasts.
Benten moaned pleasurably as Lum's lips involuntarily
latched onto the erect nipple. Lum's tongue darted out,
tasting the raised flesh of her dearest friend and sparking
her memory as her mind suddenly flooded with the events of
everything that had happened between she and her friend back
in that prison cell.
Lum's whole body blushed a deep crimson tone as her sex
tingled with excitement and her nipples went erect,
betraying the lust she felt and hoped Ataru wasn't seeing.
She heard Ataru gasp, however, and knew that he was well
aware of her sexual leanings concerning Benten, and felt a
small amount of shame at that. As the reality of what was
happening sunk in to both of them, Lum hastily released the
firm hold her lips had on Benten's captured nipple. She
reluctantly turned her head away from her best friend's
noble attribute and shot Ataru an angry look to hide her
embarrassment and arousal.
Ataru tried not to be obvious about staring at Lum's
body, but the sheet wasn't hiding anything. Lum's nipples
were quite prominent, tenting the fabric of the sheet
proudly. Also, the area covering her crotch was now damp,
and he could clearly see the detail of her pubic lips and
green hair through the transparent area of the white sheet.
Lum traced the line of his gaze and saw what he was
looking at. Too embarrassed to think of covering the
incriminating evidence, she looked at him angrily and
reached up, slapping a dazed Ataru on the face. "Darling!"
she hissed angrily. "What the *hell* is going on here?" she
demanded.
Ataru shrank back from his angry fiancee. He brought a
hand to his face, rubbing away the stinging sensation he
felt after she slapped him, and showed her a puzzled look.
"What are you talking about?" he shot back defensively.
Lum gestured to her sheet-clad self, Benten's exposed
breasts, then to the towel wrapped around his waist. "Why
are we all naked?" she spat. "What were you doing to us
while we were out?" Slight tendrils of energy were
crackling between her fingers as she awaited a response from
him.
Ataru's eyes widened as he understood what she was
talking about. He looked with mild trepidation as her anger
and impatience grew, but felt the heat of his own anger
flash through him when she accused him of taking advantage
of her while she was unconscious. He readily admitted to
himself that prior to her kidnapping, he would've considered
doing something to her. But now, after all he had seen and
been through, the idea of taking advantage of her while she
was helpless sickened him.
"How dare you?" he shouted angrily, ignoring the energy
burst that was building up in her hands. He didn't need to
worry about it, though;. the crackling energy dissipated
harmlessly into her skin as she tried to understand his
anger. She shrank back in fear a moment later as he leaned
in on her angrily, his face coming within inches of hers.
"I can't believe this! After all I went through to rescue
you, you accuse me of this!" He stood up, not trusting
himself to keep from striking her in anger. She might as
well have thrust a knife in his heart, for all the hurt her
words caused him.
"We flew through space at our own personal risk so that
we could get to you before Graven had you executed!. I
risked my life countless times after we made planetfall,
running through that damned maze of hallways. I even killed
ShadowKnights with these hands," he shouted, showing her his
open hands, palms up. "All to get to you..." he added
bitterly. He sat on the floor, crossing his arms angrily
and resting them on his knees. He propped his chin on his
arms, shooting Lum a vicious look.
Lum's face clouded with both guilt and shame. She'd
allowed the words of her friends in the past to influence
her judgment, and she may have just killed the love for her
that she saw moments ago in Ataru's eyes. She hadn't even
thought to ask him how he got her and Benten out of danger,
instead thinking only of herself. She berated herself for
her selfishness, and her rush to judgment against Ataru.
Lum could feel her heart breaking as she realized that she
was now responsible for destroying any chance for
togetherness between her and Ataru.
Ataru brooded as he kept his place a short distance
from Lum. He'd really been looking forward to a new life
with her, admitting his feelings to her and enjoying the
fruits of their relationship. But apparently Lum was stuck
with her own, hateful ideas about him. He laughed bitterly
at his situation. Their roles were reversed now; him
wanting her love unconditionally, and her pushing him away.
He closed his eyes tiredly, and tried to calm himself down,
hoping that he could figure something out if he was in a
saner frame of mind.
Lum brought a hand to her face, and wept silently;
helplessly... Her mind raced as she sought a way to find
forgiveness from Ataru. She turned on her side to look at
her brooding fiancee, and apologize for her hasty words.
She opened her mouth to say something to him, but gasped
lightly instead as her eyes caught glimpse of something that
totally derailed her train of thought.
Ataru was still sitting with his knees drawn up against
his chest, and his legs spread apart so that his arms could
rest on them. With him wearing only a towel, Lum had no
problem whatsoever seeing his flaccid member drooped over
his balls and resting lazily against his right leg.
Her mouth remained open. She hadn't ever seen one of
those in `real-life' before, and couldn't believe how hot
she was getting by looking at it. Lum's thighs squirmed
under the sheets as she ground the lips of her sex together,
trying unsuccessfully to quench the sexual fire that was
growing in the fertile nexus between her legs. `This is
*insane*,' she told herself vehemently, as she finally
remembered to close her mouth. `Ataru *hates* me right now!
How can I think of him like ... that?!' She continued
grinding her legs under the sheets, however, the thoughts in
her mind not quenching her desire in the least.
She wanted to touch it. More than anything else she
could do or say, nothing mattered more to her right now than
having that part of Ataru's body in her hands. In her
imagination, she could feel it throbbing in the firm grip of
her hands while she stroked it. Desire reigned supreme as
she soundlessly crept from the bed, the sheet a mere whisper
as it glided across her skin. Prowling across the decking
on all fours, she crawled up to within a foot of Ataru's
legs.
She lay flat on the decking, her body shivering as her
bare breasts and sex touched the cold metal of the floor.
Neither moving nor speaking, she watched transfixed as his
flaccid member pulsed in time with the beating of his angry
heart. Her body heat was increasing along with her desire
as she fixated on his rod, her area of the decking quickly
warming to comfortable levels.
She sighed wistfully, wishing that she could do more
with it than merely stare. She cringed in that instant,
realizing that she had blown her breath directly at him.
Her eyes widened as she watched the few wiry pubic hairs on
his balls move, having been stirred by her breath. His
testicles retracted towards his penis as her cooling breath
caressed them, and his penis lifted up and started to grow
in size and jut out from his body.
Ataru's eyes snapped open as a cool breeze blew past
his manhood, and he could feel himself stiffening and
growing. Embarrassed at exposing himself, he moved to pull
the towel down over his privates when his hand brushed
against a hard, rough lump. He blanched as his fingers
traced along the edge of the item, which he quickly realized
in a panic was one of Lum's horns.
"Lum!" he shouted in embarrassment, his anger with her
completely swept away to be replaced by shock. He backed
away from her a bit, and hurriedly tried to cover his balls
and stiffened penis with a hand. "Geez! And you thought
*I* was a pervert?!" he shouted indignantly, blushing
scarlet as he realized how easily approachable he had been.
`How long had she been there ... *staring* at it?' he asked
in astonishment. He felt his hard-on throbbing in his hand
untamed, his arousal kicked into overdrive by what Lum had
done.
"Darling, I..." she said haltingly, sitting up and
reaching her hand out to touch him on the arm. Ataru said
nothing as he watched her approach, spellbound by her nude
figure as she crept towards him on her hands and knees. He
released his manhood, which had swollen to proportions he
couldn't comfortably confine in the palm of his hand any
longer.
Lum began her explanation again. "Darling, I was
just... curious," she said in a wavering tone, unsure of
what she could say to tell him to make him understand her
desire. She broke off again as she watched him uncover his
erect member, and found herself unable to rip her gaze from
its throbbing and swollen visage. "It's so hard!" she
exclaimed with childlike wonderment, bringing her face close
enough to it for her cheeks to brush against Ataru's thighs.
He was afraid that he was about to cum on her face just
due to her proximity to his cock. Since that wasn't how he
wanted to start out with her, Ataru grabbed her gently by
the shoulders and pulled her away from his straining member.
He gently tugged on her shoulders, guiding her up so that
they were gazing into each other's eyes. "Lum, I ..." he
said, as he brought her face closer to his.
"You what, Darling?" she asked, blinking her eyes with
extreme cuteness.
He swallowed hard and closed his eyes for a moment,
gathering his determination. He wanted her to know how he
felt now, before they possibly did anything. "I... I...
Lll..." He scratched his head in embarrassment and blew out
an exasperated sigh. "Oh, to hell with it!" he said
suddenly. He pulled her close so that they were nose to
nose. "I love you, Lum!" he shouted, then slumped back,
with Lum propping her arms on his knees and looking down on
him incredulously.
"I finally said it," he babbled in amazement. He
pushed away from her a little bit, feeling very awkward at
the moment and wanting a little space. He leaned back
against the bulkhead, drawing his legs flat against the
ground as he moved, and causing his towel to fall loose and
fully expose his erect penis.
Lum fell as he moved, landing on his prone legs, with
her face between his knees. She pushed herself up
immediately, her eyes shimmering with tears of absolute joy
as she dared to believe what she just heard him say. She
got up on her knees and straddled his legs, then crawled to
him with her arms outstretched in a welcoming embrace. She
gazed directly into his eyes, ignoring the fact that she was
completely nude as she walked on her knees to him. She also
ignored Ataru's raging member for the moment, which was at
full attention and lying flat against his belly.
Ataru watched in wordless anticipation as his true love
approached. His heart raced as his mind and eyes took in
the voluptuous form of his sixteen year-old alien fiancee
approaching him in apparent slow-motion. Her hips wiggled
seductively as she short-stepped her way to him. Her
breasts bounced oh-so-heavenly with her every movement, and
her lustrous green hair cascaded in waves down her back and
along the sides of her face, swaying hypnotically in tune
with her motion, and framing the most beautiful face and
deepest blue eyes he could ever recall.
His pulse pounded loudly in his ears, and his cock was
straining almost beyond the bursting point. He doubted that
he could stand the wait much longer, knowing in his heart
that this was the right time, and the right place, for both
of them. Once her hands were within reach, he took them in
his, and pulled her onto him. He laughed giddily as their
bodies touched, relishing the feeling of full body contact;
her skin pressing and rubbing against his as they wrapped
their arms around each other in a loving embrace.
Ataru was sure that he was sporting one of the world's
goofiest grins. Here he was, holding the love of his life
in his arms, both naked as the day they were born, and he
wasn't getting kicked, lynched, or fried for it. Lum lifted
herself up so that they were facing each other once more.
She saw the smirk on his face, and smiled in return,
bringing one of her hands up to caress his cheek.
"Did you really mean it, Darling?" she asked somewhat-
reluctantly. She had to know for sure, but a part of her
warned that she might be turning Ataru away by making him
admit his love for her again. She watched with glee,
though, as he nodded affirmatively.
"Yes, I did. I *do* love you, Lum," he said proudly,
and without hesitation. She shouted for joy and glomped
onto him, holding him tightly. Ataru's smile broadened in
response. They were both going to be just fine now, he
thought. Whatever else that had happened to them in the
past or would in the future, they would always have each
other.
"I love you, too, Darling," she said in a light voice,
her warm breath flowing past his neck and adding to his
already excited state. His heart leapt for joy as those
magical words floated past his ear. He deepened his hold on
Lum, his hands finding purchase on her bare shoulders and
the small of her back as his passion fueled his movements.
She cooed into his ear. She too felt the electric
thrill of his warm skin grazing against hers. Also, she was
getting some stimulation of her clit as it was rubbed by the
shaft of his penis. His member was sandwiched between their
abdomens, and was lying perfectly along the wet slit of her
vagina, and since Lum was sitting up a bit so she could
properly glomp Ataru, the erect bud of her clitoris was
pressed against the underside of the head of his member.
Every time his hardened rod twitched, Lum felt an intense
sexual fire course through her. At the rate she was going,
she knew it wouldn't be long before she came and drenched
both of them with her potent nectar.
Ataru's member complained about the lack of attention
it was receiving, even though the feeling of Lum's wet sex
pressing against it did feel wonderful. He gasped as she
moved her hips, knowing that even the slightest friction
would send him off, and coat them both liberally with his
cum. He wanted release so badly, though twice he'd stifled
an attempt to reach between them and jerk himself off. But
he doubted he could hold off much longer and remain sane.
It didn't dampen his desire any for him to know that those
two hard lumps pressing into his bare chest were her
nipples, stiffened and thick because of him.
The two lovers sat there, panting in synchronicity,
their embrace communicating what they couldn't with words.
Their skin pressed and rubbed together in response to their
breathing, their bodies and minds responding as one. The
close contact with Lum was getting to be too much for him,
so unable to resist the temptation any longer, Ataru moved
one of his hands from the small of her back to her flank.
He stopped when she moaned, knowing that he wasn't hurting
her, but surprised nonetheless. He could also feel the
goosebumps that were raised on her body as his hand rested
on her side, inches from her breast.
Lum's desire was reaching a fevered pitch as well, and
she was seconds from giving into temptation and pushing
herself up and mounting his manhood. She felt herself go
wild as Ataru caressed her tenderly, raising goosebumps on
her skin. She pushed her head away from Ataru's shoulder,
and licked her lips. Moving one of her hands behind his
head and pulling him towards her, and she moving her own
head down, they met in a simple kiss.
Ataru moaned into Lum's mouth. The feeling of her
soft, warm lips pressed against his was exquisite, and was
pushing him closer to the edge. He moved his roving hand
down to her ass, propping her up so that he could deepen
their kiss, while he ran his other hand through her lustrous
hair. Emboldened by Lum's forwardness, Ataru opened his
mouth and drew his tongue along the inside of Lum's lips.
She responded quickly, opening her mouth and sending her
tongue to meet his.
The French kiss lasted quite awhile, both of their
emotions so overwhelming that they shut out their
surroundings, and even the passage of time, concentrating
only on each other. When they finally did break, both were
gasping for air. Ataru nuzzled Lum's neck with his nose and
lips, his passion and love for her making him very
affectionate. He moved his head upward to nibble on her
tapered ear, and could feel her shuddering in response.
Her shaking body was about to bring him over the edge,
however, and he knew that he couldn't fight the urge to cum
anymore. He wanted Lum to be the one to bring him over the
edge, but doubted she was ready for that. So he pulled his
hand out of her hair and pressed it between their stomachs,
sliding his hand across their skin to get to his straining
rod.
Lum gasped as Ataru's hand slid down her stomach
towards her churning sex. She could feel his fingers
approaching, and moaned loudly when his pinkie finger grazed
against her clit. She became puzzled, though, when he
didn't follow up with the other four. She sat back a little
bit, and saw him grab firm hold of his erect penis, and
understood in a flash what he was going to do. Hurriedly
she lay her hand against his arm, and shook her head `no.'
"Darling, Let... let me do it, please..." she asked,
pulling on Ataru's arm and watching gratefully as his hand
slowly disengaged from his member. She lowered herself so
that her head was at eye-level with the head of his cock,
her body sprawled across his legs. She moved her hand up,
and reached out apprehensively for his member. With her
face right near it, it looked enormous to her. It was
becoming a daunting task for her, closing the distance
between her open hand and his throbbing penis.
She soon tired of waiting, so she steeled herself and
allowed her desire to dictate her motions. Flexing her
fingers, she pressed the palm of her hand against the thick
shaft of his erection, then closed her hand around it in a
light grip.
Ataru groaned as if he were catching his last breath.
Nothing in his *life* had felt as good as Lum's dainty hand
touching his rod. The very warm skin of her palm was a
welcome sensation against the thin-walled shaft of his
penis. He sat there, his eyes closed and his mouth open,
enraptured by the handiwork of his green haired vixen.
Lum was likewise entranced by Ataru. The thing she
held in her hands was throbbing like a wild animal. It was
smooth, and hot to the touch. And merely holding it in her
hands like this made her feel very wicked. She moved her
hand up and down the length of his member, noticing the
difference in texture of the shaft and head. She paid close
attention to the rim of its head, tracing the outline of it
with her thumb and forefinger.
Then closing her fingers around the solid shaft of his
member, she stroked it. Her breasts and sex tingled as she
rubbed his manhood, the unique feeling of Ataru in her
grasp, and knowing what she was doing to him were both
driving her out of her mind. She stared open-mouthed as his
testicles began jerking wildly, and the shaft of his rod
expanded further in size. She looked up suddenly as Ataru
started making incoherent sounds, then turned back to look
at his member, which was suddenly bucking in her hand.
She was shocked as something hit her on the forehead
suddenly, causing her to stop stroking for a moment. She
then closed her mouth involuntarily as something else landed
on her tongue. It was slick, and had a salty taste to it.
`He's coming,' she thought ecstatically, realizing what it
was that was spraying all over her body. She moved her
tongue around, rolling the droplets of cum about in her
mouth to savor the taste. `Mmm. So this is what Darling
tastes like?!' she thought curiously as she swallowed the
sample.
She brought her finger up to her forehead and wiped off
the gob of cum that had landed there, and inserted it into
her mouth. `Hmmm, I guess so,' she thought, not sure what
to make of the slippery substance. "Strange taste. Nothing
close to what Ben-chan tasted like. But it wasn't really
too bad...' she thought mischievously, as her other hand
pumped Ataru's jerking manhood for more of the salty white
stuff.
Ataru's world was one of blurred vision and
hypersensitive perceptions. That was the only way he could
ever describe how it felt to be brought off by another
person. Self-stimulation had nothing on what Lum's simple
handstrokes were doing to his rod. Each pass she made along
the shaft produced a feeling like a sustained, burning itch
on his member. With every stroke, the sensations generated
raced from his sensitive penis to other parts of his body,
giving him a giddy sensation that hit him right in the pit
of his stomach.
He closed his eyes, concentrating all of his attention
to Lum's miracle working hands. He could feel the feverish
wave of sexual tension reach a peak within him, and suddenly
his whole body went stiff. He knew he was coming; he could
feel it in every fiber of his being. But something told him
that this was more violent, more potent, than any orgasm
he'd ever imagined himself capable of. Loads of his sperm
passed through the jerking shaft of his penis and launched
from its blood-engorged tip; some he could feel landing on
his legs or belly; some coating the shaft of his member as
Lum continued to stroke it; the rest landing elsewhere.
Then it was over. Every muscle in his body relaxed,
and the only sounds he could hear was his heartbeat, Lum's
panting, and his own labored breathing. He gasped for air
shamelessly as he came down from his sexual high. He felt
Lum release her hold on his deflating member, then jumped in
surprise as he felt her kiss it. He opened his eyes, and
saw where the rest of his cum had landed. She was bathed in
it. Her hair and face were an absolute mess, and it took a
little bit of will for Ataru to keep his composure and
refrain from laughing.
He kept his eyes on her, and wondered to himself what
it was about her that would make her face look cute even
when it was scattered with his cum. He reached down to the
floor and picked up his towel. He wiped himself off in
broad strokes, clearing away most of the mess he'd made on
his body. Then reaching out, he grabbed the hand that had
launched the unreal orgasm he'd just had, and cleaned it
tenderly. Once it was cleared of his seed, he kissed her
gently on the wrist. "That... was *fantastic*," he said in-
between gasps of breath, releasing her hand as he spoke.
Lum smiled, and grabbed the towel from his loose grip.
"And you're messy!," she mock chided, sticking her tongue
out playfully as she cleaned spots of cum from her face and
arms with his towel. She ignored her hair, doubting that
the towel could get the sticky stuff out completely, and
instead left it there to dry. She tossed the towel on the
floor, and looked at Ataru seductively. "What now,
Darling?" she asked with a sultry tone and heavy-lidded
eyes.
His eyes and member both snapped to attention, her
husky voice turning him on just when he thought he couldn't
go any longer. "I ... I..." he began, then quieted as Lum
brought a finger to his lips, halting his fragmented speech.
He said nothing as she reached down and grabbed one of his
hands, then slowly guided it to her breast. She moaned
lowly as his fingers closed around it with a loose, but
determined grip.
Ataru worked his hand over her breast, amazed at how
soft the skin was. He'd always imagined a woman's breasts
being muscular, especially Lum's since they stood out so
proudly from her chest. This made it all the more
interesting when he got his first real feel of how soft the
fatty tissue of a woman's breast was. He was shocked to
feel how smooth and malleable the heavy mounds of skin were.
He squeezed her breast again, feeling the tissue giving
easily, and enjoying the sensation of its skin sliding
beneath and between his fingers. His squeezing hand was
also eliciting an extended moan from Lum. "Am I doing it
too hard?" he asked in momentary alarm.
Lum gulped, finding her voice. "No," she said
throatily, shaking her head for emphasis. "You're doing
jj...just fine."
Satisfied that everything was okay, Ataru brought his
head closer to her breast as he resumed stroking it. He
felt Lum place her hands on his shoulders, and could sense
her shifting her weight, as if she were having problems
remaining upright. He put his free hand at her hip, and
stroked her there reassuringly, hoping she understood that
he wouldn't let her fall.
Even when he had been bathing her earlier, he had never
been this close to her breasts before in his life. At
least, Lum had never been willing to let him get this close
before now. All of his fantasies, all of the porn movies
and magazines were a minor distraction compared to the
healthy flesh Ataru held in his hands right now. But while
the porn was no comparison to the real thing, he did learn a
thing or two by watching and reading them.
Following what he remembered of the films, Ataru
brought his head down to her nipple. He looked at it for a
moment, thinking how odd the erect pink skin looked standing
out from the rest of her breast. He brought his hand over
and rubbed his finger over the aureole and the top of the
nipple, then winced as Lum dug her fingernails into his
shoulders. He knew that he'd found a very sensitive area of
her body, and decided to use that to his advantage. With a
trembling hand he lifted her breast to his chin, and
enveloped the nipple with his puckered lips.
Lum squealed as the well-remembered sensation of
someone suckling on her breast assailed her anew. The
manipulations of Ataru's mouth were quickly playing havoc
with her mind. His fluttering tongue was roaming the ridge
of her nipple, and as he drew his cheeks in, Ataru took more
of the sensitive crown of her breast into his mouth. Right
at that moment, a short, intense shudder ran through Lum's
body, and she fell backwards. Her nipple popped out of his
mouth with a loud `SMACK!,' and Ataru found himself
scrambling to catch her before her head hit the deckplate.
"Still a little weak, I guess," she offered tiredly,
snorting at the cruel joke her timing had been. She felt
Ataru lay her down on the floor, her prone body still
trembling from the aftereffects of her mini-orgasm.
"I need to get you back in bed, Lum," he said sternly,
his face flushed but obviously full of concern.
Lum shook her head, and grabbed his arm. "I'll be
okay, Darling," she said firmly, wanting love from him
instead of a nap.
His gaze softened as he stared into the beautiful blue
eyes of his fiancee. `No, she's my wife!' he thought
suddenly. His mind was dizzy at the prospect, instead of
wary. He looked down at her, his heart full of love and
joy. "Are you sure, Lum-chan?" he asked softly.
"Absolutely!" she replied enthusiastically. "I want
you, Ataru-kun," she added, a slight hint of pleading in her
voice.
His ears snapped to attention. `She called me `Ataru-
kun'! She must *really* be serious,' he thought,
deliriously happy. He said nothing else as he laid down at
her side, draped one of his legs over both of hers, and
kissed her full on the lips.
<*>
Megane's eyes widened as Oyuki's grinding hips rubbed
against his lengthening member, causing him to completely
regain the lustful urges he'd had before that disastrous
shower. He'd forgotten to warn Oyuki about the lack of hot
water, and both of their lustful urges wound up paying the
price. That made their current situation all the more
desirable. He wanted to make up for that lost love session,
with interest.
He also felt his face being enveloped by the smooth
skin of Oyuki's breasts as she leaned into him. He
reflexively brought his hands around her waist, grasping her
at her back and thigh. While he knew he could've spent the
rest of his life happily nestled in the cleavage of her
breasts, Megane wanted more from her. Reluctantly he pulled
his face from its warm prison and looked at her smirking
face.
He brought his hand to her face in a gentle caress as
he looked deeply into her eyes. "Well, what did you have in
mind, Oyuki-chan?" he asked playfully, completely aware of
how horny they both were.
Oyuki gave him a slightly seductive smile as she patted
him on his thigh with her left hand. "One of us is a little
overdressed, don't you think Megane-kun?" she asked as she
tugged on his damp towel.
Megane agreed with her assessment of the situation and
quickly brought his hands to his hips, tugging madly at the
fabric to rid himself of it. Complicating matters seriously
was the fact that he and Oyuki were both sitting on parts of
the offending cloth. Megane growled in frustration as he
tried time and again to pull the towel away from his body.
Too concerned with wanting to have sex with Oyuki, he didn't
stop to think about sitting up in the chair a bit, so it
wasn't until the seventh tug that he managed to free himself
of the towel.
Satisfied that he'd won a major victory, Megane
unceremoniously dumped the offending cloth on the deckplate
next to his chair. With the towel gone, he had no problem
with feeling the warm, silken skin of Oyuki's ass as she
squirmed in his lap. His member grew quickly as the feather-
soft touch of her skin against it set his passion alight.
He closed his eyes and smiled widely, saying nothing as his
desire burned white-hot inside of him.
Oyuki halted the movement of her hand through his hair,
and stopped swaying her hips as she registered the growing
stiffness of Megane's tool pressing against her upper thigh.
"Well, Megane-kun! What have we here?" she asked in a
sultry voice as she suddenly slid down his legs. She landed
on the deck on her knees, and placed her hands atop his
thighs as she stared directly at his burgeoning member. A
playful smile wended its way across her face as she chanced
upon an idea she hoped would make Megane go out of his mind.
Flexing her fingers as they lay atop his legs, Oyuki
began rubbing her hands across the tops of his thighs, her
fingers gingerly grazing the hairy expanse of his legs. She
knew she was having the desired effect on him when she felt
goosebumps raise on his skin.
"Oh man..." was all Megane could say in a choked
whisper. He'd never had this done to him before, so all he
could do was just sit there in the chair and accept the
loving caress from his self-declared fiancee. His member
was painfully erect now. Oyuki's playful hands were turning
him on in ways he'd never thought of. He was hungry for
more, and wanted her to do something besides just rubbing
his legs, so he reached his hands down and put them atop
hers, stroking them gently.
Oyuki watched with extreme satisfaction as Megane's
towering member had grown to its full prominence. Meeting
no resistance from him, she took his hands in hers and
brought them to her face. She kissed his left one lightly,
then placed it on his knee. Rubbing the palm of his right
hand with her thumb as she held it, she kissed the back of
it lingeringly, letting her tongue dart across it.
Megane "hmmmed" appreciatively as Oyuki gave special
attention to his right hand. He groaned loudly as Oyuki's
mouth roamed across the back of his hand, her tongue an
exquisitely warm and wet feeling.
Oyuki broke her oral contact with his hand, but never
stopped rubbing the palm with her thumb. Aiming his hand at
her lips, she took his middle finger into her mouth and
started licking and sucking on it like it was a second
penis.
Megane completely lost his breath as this new technique
of Oyuki's played itself out across his nerves. The warm,
wet sensation of his finger in her mouth was both lewd and
inviting. It reminded him of just how good it had felt to
have his member in there, willingly accepting the tongue-
lashing that she had so happily given it. Just when he
thought his rod couldn't get any bigger, he fought back his
surprise as his straining member pushed itself upwards and
outwards further than it had ever been in his entire life.
Oyuki's eyes widened as she saw his member grow even
bigger, and knew that she had teased him to a higher level
of arousal than he'd felt before. She had a feeling,
though, that if she kept this up much longer without giving
him any type of release, he'd probably pass out.
Concentrating her gaze on his twitching member, she saw a
clear bead of pre-cum spill off of the head of his penis.
The droplet coursed down the length of Megane's shaft and
pooled at the base of his cock.
She withdrew his middle finger from her mouth and
debated sucking on his thumb, but couldn't ignore the
alluring call of his throbbing member. Dropping his right
hand from her grasp, she pushed herself up Megane's legs,
her breasts rubbing against them as she ascended.
Megane felt her move, and registered the two solid
points of Oyuki's erect, pink nipples as they slid up his
legs to just below his knees. His breath shuddered in
anticipation as he awaited her final move. He knew what she
was going to do next, and was very anxious.
Oyuki's lips were at the tip of his penis, close enough
to touch it. She brought her hands to his crotch, and laid
them at the sides of his rod on his hips. Then she opened
her mouth, bent her head down and lazily enveloped the head
of his member with her full lips.
Megane shouted something unintelligible as he felt the
red and swollen head of his cock become immersed in the soft
and wet world of Oyuki's mouth. He opened his eyes and
looked down at her as she moved her head around on his
member, keeping only the cockhead in her mouth and
refraining from using her tongue.
Oyuki liked the pace she was setting. She was getting
a lot out of the slow, easy way she was dealing with Megane,
and was in no hurry to get to a conclusion. She drew in her
cheeks, increasing the tension of her lips around the rim of
his cockhead as she moved her head from side to side. She
saw that Megane was watching her, and she winked at him
playfully once they'd made eye contact. She felt his penis
leap in her mouth, and knew that he was *very* close to
release.
Megane was so tempted to push her head down on his rod
and end his suffering, but knew that she wouldn't appreciate
such a self-serving act. Besides, a part of him liked the
tense feeling of teetering on the edge of orgasm without
going all the way. He kept his seat, unmoving, as he
watched her lips massage the head of his rod for a good,
long while. He enjoyed the rich, tingling sensation her
lips were producing along the expanse of his swollen tip as
they moved up and down upon it. The shaft of his rod was
burning hot, and his balls felt like they were about to
explode.
Oyuki noted a salty taste starting to build in her
mouth. Drawing her cheeks in even further made the taste
more prominent, and she realized that Megane's pre-cum had
been collecting in her mouth. She wanted to see just how
much longer he could go before he was done, so she hummed
deeply, hoping to add to Megane's dilemma and see just how
far she could push him. She could feel the vibrations hit
her lips and cascade down his taut and iron-hard member, and
knew that they had the desired effect when she heard a lusty
growl of frustration come from Megane.
She brought her hands into play by gingerly dragging
her fingernails along the underside of Megane's balls. She
tickled the sack as her lips continued their orbit of his
cockhead, dragging another suffering and elongated moan from
him in the process.
Letting her fingers do the walking on his balls, she
took her mouth off of his pulsing cockhead and began leaving
a trail of kisses along the underside of his member. Megane
grunted every time her pursed lips made contact with him.
He was delirious with sexual tension, and could feel his
heartbeat resonating throughout his whole body, as if he
were on the verge of exploding.
Oyuki's heavenly lips and tongue moved up and down the
bottom of his shaft in a slow, circular motion, teasing the
sensitive skin of his rod and evoking deep sighs of pleasure
from a nearly brain-dead Megane. She felt him getting
close, and stopped her mouth when she sensed he was about to
cum.
Megane's hands balled into fists as he tried to contain
the seemingly boundless energy Oyuki was coaxing from him
with that talented mouth of hers. His entire body felt like
it was on fire. Plus, he had come so close to getting off
so many times that the pressure in his groin was
unbelievably tight. He doubted he could hold out much
longer and live.
She gambled that she had a couple of more minutes, so
she took his member from the side and gripped it firmly with
her lips. With quick, darting motions she moved her tongue
across the side of his rod, savoring the taste of his hot
member as it pulsed in her mouth. She dragged her teeth
across the side of his member, eliciting a surprised gasp
from Megane and almost sending him over the edge. Feeling
him about ready to cum, she again pulled her mouth off of
her lover's bursting organ and smiled at him wickedly.
Megane groaned in frustration as he watched Oyuki lift
her pretty, young face off of his hypersensitive rod and
wink at him. He was aching for release now, badly. Her
teasing had brought him to the absolute peak of arousal, and
he felt himself right at the edge, but somehow knew he'd be
unable to go off without her.
Oyuki watched as a stronger stream of pre-cum spilled
from the tip of his aching member and coated his cockhead
and shaft. She brought her head back down and again
engulfed the head of his raging member in her mouth, this
time swishing her tongue around the full area of his
cockhead. Megane's breathing became short and ragged, and
his leg muscles started to tense up underneath Oyuki's
hands. Realizing that she didn't have a lot of time before
he came, she pulled her mouth off of his member, tilted her
head back, and swallowed the salty lubricant that had
accumulated within.
"Oyuki, please!" Megane fairly insisted in a hoarse
whisper. His sex drive was on the verge of blowing out and
he was as stressed out as he had ever been. While it was a
turn on to have his urges extended to such a degree, every
man does have his limits. Especially one who hadn't had sex
except twice before in his life.
She smiled at the suffering face of her lover and
fiancee, and agreed to end his suffering. She mouthed the
words "I love you" before bringing her head down and
engulfing his entire penis in her mouth. With his cockhead
nearly touching the back of her throat, she had little room
to maneuver her tongue or swallow. She had to suppress the
slight feeling of panic she had at having him so close to
her throat, afraid for only a moment that she might choke on
his member.
Once she was comfortable with his whole cock in her
mouth, she began to run her tongue back and forth along the
base of his shaft as best as she could. The dexterous
muscle in her mouth struck the sensitive underside of his
whole penis, sending Megane into short, gasping breaths. It
didn't last thirty seconds before he cried out and lurched,
his pelvis heaving upward involuntarily as his resistance
shattered.
Oyuki grabbed tight hold of Megane's hips, and managed
to keep her lips wrapped around the base of his penis as he
lurched forward. Knowing what was about to happen, she drew
her cheeks in to provide as much suction as she could. A
moment later she felt his member twitch in her mouth and
shoot gobs of cum against the back of her mouth and straight
down her throat.
She swallowed furiously, her tongue still fluttering
against the underside of his rod in hopes of extending his
orgasm. His cum was flowing into her mouth so copiously and
intensely that she couldn't swallow it all right away, and
was forced to let some of it pool in her mouth. She
grimaced slightly at the strong flavor of Megane's seed
bathing her tongue, and hoped she was getting used to the
taste.
Megane couldn't believe what he was feeling. He'd felt
his penis jerk *thirty* times in Oyuki's mouth so far, and
some part of him knew that there was still more inside of
him for her to swallow. He was surprised that she hadn't
choked on his seed yet, but guessed that she really liked
what she was doing, so he didn't worry about it. He
couldn't say anything about it anyway, he'd been grunting
and yelling ever since he first shot off in her mouth, and
still couldn't do anything more than that one and a half
minutes later.
Oyuki sucked down all of the cum that had pooled in her
mouth, swallowing with only a little bit of effort. Once
she was sure that he was spent, she pulled her mouth off of
his straining rod, her lips keeping a tight seal on the
shaft as her head moved upward. With a lingering motion not
unlike a kiss, she slowly unwrapped her lips from around his
cockhead.
Megane sighed in relief as his aching balls had found
their release, but was confused as for some reason the pent-
up tension was still there within him. He watched his lover
pull her luscious lips off of his steaming rod, gratified
that she had given him such a wonderful experience. He
observed her with some amusement as she sat there for a
moment, apparently watching his rod to see if it was going
to do something. After a minute or two, she looked up at
him.
"It's not going down, Megane-kun," she complained,
pouting slightly. She seemed to be trying to stare the
beast into submission, but it didn't seem to be working,
however.
Megane smiled rakishly as he bent down and grabbed her
shoulders, coaxing her into his lap once more. "Maybe it
isn't done yet, dear," he suggested with a sly grin. He
brought her onto his lap, and eagerly pressed his lips to
hers.
She giggled as their lips met, the implication of his
words not escaping her attention. She felt the fire of
desire that had been smoldering in her crotch intensify as
Megane's solid hunk of man-meat (sorry people, just seeing
if you're paying attention ^_- ) pressed against her thigh,
letting her knew that it was about to become her turn to
face the music.
Megane turned Oyuki in his lap so that her legs were
spread wide open and draped over his, and her crotch was
straddling his still-erect penis. He wrapped his arms
around her, resting his hands on her shoulder and belly and
hugging her to him tightly. He kissed her on the back of
the neck, and moved his lips to her ear. "That was mean,
Oyuki-chan," he mock-scolded in a husky whisper as he rubbed
her taut belly with his left hand.
"That'll teach you to look at Lum like that in the
future, Megane-kun" she chided, rubbing his arms as he
caressed her shoulder and stomach. She smirked to herself,
knowing that despite the teasing she gave him, he enjoyed
what she did immensely. Plus Oyuki had to admit that it
really turned her on to see just how much pleasure she could
give him with so little effort on her part. Besides, she
thought to herself, he looked cute when he grimaced like
that.
Megane looked over the shoulder of the woman sitting in
his lap. He felt a heavy burst of love and pride at being
the man lucky enough to hold this beautiful female in his
arms. But he also had a little mischievous idea pop into
his head. Oyuki had teased him to the bursting point before
letting him cum, so he felt that turnabout should be fair
play. With that in mind he took his large hands and laid
them on her pointed hips.
Using a delicately-soft touch, Megane moved his fingers
across the sensitive tops of her hip-bones, down to the
cheeks of her ass, and back up to her hip bones in a
circular motion. Oyuki's eyelashes fluttered as the
pleasurable caress registered in the back of her mind. She
bit her lower lip and moaned, her breathing growing deeper
as her hips started rotating. She ground herself against
Megane's, pushing the hot, wet skin of her vagina against
the pulsing muscle of his manhood.
Megane fought the urge he felt to sink his penis into
her welcoming sex. As badly as he wanted to slip into that
paradise, he wanted to see her get off without his rod.
With that in mind he reached down and pushed his erection
under and behind her left leg, bringing it up and behind
Oyuki so that she wouldn't be tempted to play with him while
he enjoyed teasing her.
Oyuki pouted sexily after watching Megane bring his
tool out of her reach. She wanted to sink herself down on
top of him soooo badly, but apparently he had other ideas at
the moment. `He could've at least touched my pussy when he
moved his cock out of the way,' she thought gruffly, then
gasped again as the feeling of Megane's fingers started
tracing along her flanks caught her by surprise.
Her sex tingled and her nipples drew themselves even
tighter and taller as Megane's slow and deliberate hand
motion massaged the tight muscles of her sides. Enjoying
the ride, and hoping she could encourage him to go further,
Oyuki brought her hands up and behind Megane's neck. That
action thrust her breasts out in the process, and provided
Megane with unrestricted access as his hands continued their
slow trip upward.
Megane's grin grew as his eyes caught sight of the
captivating, snowy mounds that rested atop Oyuki's chest.
The pink-crowned domes of skin were pushed upwards, each
begging for his inexpert touch. His member twitched in its
secluded spot between his abdomen and her back as his
superheated sexual drive added its deafening voice to his
already clouded mind. He forced himself to ignore her
beautiful breasts, however, as he angled his mouth up to
take her earlobe between his lips.
"Ooooh," Oyuki cooed with delight as she felt Megane's
warm tongue flutter across her sensitive earlobe, quickly
stoking her sexual fire to even hotter and hotter
temperatures. She felt herself getting restless in his lap,
and was itching to go all the way. She started running one
of her hands through his hair, and caressed the back of his
neck with the other, hoping that he'd get so aroused that
he'd end this game and finish them both off.
Alas, he was keeping himself under better control than
she'd hoped. Barely, anyway. Megane's penis was pushing
itself to the bursting point once more as Oyuki's caressing
hands and swaying back were working miracles on both his
neck and member. He had to keep himself from gritting his
teeth, lest he accidentally bite Oyuki's earlobe and kill
the fun.
Megane countered her desperate act with one of his own.
Taking his hands from their patrol of her soft flanks, he
brought them together at her navel. Then with his fingers
fully extended, Megane grazed them back and forth across her
lower belly, deliberately coming within microns of her eager
sex on every pass, but never touching it.
He released her reddened earlobe from his mouth and
began kissing and nipping her at the nape of her neck.
Oyuki responded by turning her head away, giving Megane more
room to move along the area of her tiny neck. She closed
her eyes tightly and licked her lips, enjoying the ticklish
sensations of Megane's hands and mouth, groaning in
frustration every time his hands made a near-miss pass along
her delicate sex.
They both felt her whole body grow warmer as the heat
of her sexual desire began to touch every nerve and fiber in
her body. Sweat started to form on Oyuki's forehead, and
she could feel her sex really start to moisten in response
to Megane's handiwork.
With her straddling his legs, Megane had no trouble
feeling the honey of her sex flow from her and coat his
balls and thighs. The thought of that alone almost drove
him to a spontaneous orgasm, and it took a supreme act of
will to keep his hormones in check. He wanted her to get
off before he did again, so he pressed his attack.
He began directing his hands upwards to her awaiting
breasts as they continued their wide, slow, circular caress
across her stomach and ribs. Oyuki's tension built up as a
result, knowing that where his miraculous hands were headed.
"Oh yes..." she moaned lowly as his fingers made tentative
touch with the undersides of each breast.
The tender and soft swells felt very warm and inviting
to Megane as his stroking fingers slid across them.
Maintaining his slow and steady pace, it was two minutes
before his fingers had wound their way from the base of her
breast up to their taut pink aureolae. Oyuki's breathing
had begun to quicken as Megane's fingers approached her
sensitive nipples, and right before his fingers made contact
with them, he pulled his hands completely away from her
body.
"Not yet, Oyuki-chan," he chided, kissing her on the
neck right below her ear.
"Beast..." she retorted with mock-anger. The buildup
of tension was playing hell with her nerves, but she had to
admit that she hadn't felt this wild before in her whole
life.
Megane chuckled softly before he nibbled on her earlobe
once again. Oyuki felt him place one of his hands at her
face and stroke her tenderly. She then felt him push
lightly against her cheek, so she turned to look at him.
With a look of love and pure devotion in his eyes, he arched
his head up and took her in a deep kiss.
Oyuki moaned into Megane's mouth as their lips and
tongues met. He was really making an impression on her this
time, showing that it wasn't just a game to him. He
*really* loved her, and was doing this more for her than for
himself. At that moment she threw herself into the kiss as
best she could, resisting the temptation to turn in his lap
and face him directly. She knew it would've been a futile
attempt anyway; he wouldn't have allowed it. At least, not
yet.
Megane felt Oyuki inflame with passion in his arms as
their kiss grew deeper, and knew that he'd better continue
before she came on her own. Keeping the kiss going, he
moved his hands back down to her breasts and started tracing
the area of her aureolae with his fingers, nudging the
nipples gently with every orbit.
Oyuki groaned deeply into Megane's mouth, her words
lost in a lusty cry as her body pushed itself to a higher,
unimagined peak. She broke the kiss as her head whipped
back and forth, reacting to the gentle touch Megane was
applying to her hypersensitive nipples. She cried out again
when he took each of them between his thumbs and forefingers
and slowly rotated the firm nubs of flesh.
She again felt her body teetering right at the
precipice of a wonderful orgasm, but whenever she'd get very
close to coming, Megane would break off his touch and leave
her wanting more. After several long minutes of chasing,
but never reaching an orgasm, her body began to show signs
of the strain. Her body was covered in a fine sheen of
sweat. Her nostrils were flared due to her labored
breathing. Megane saw that her nipples were as erect as he
had seen them in the shower recently, and he could feel the
small puddle of her honey that had absolutely drenched his
manhood and thighs grow deeper.
The neat part about that for him was that he hadn't
even put his hands anywhere near her sex yet. It was a
growing source of both frustration and pleasure to her, so
she was unsure about having him continue the teasing, or end
her plight. But her heart was beating at such a frenetic
rate that she could hear it over the din of all of the
instruments and systems in the cockpit, and it was pushing
her to an unbelievable level of anxiety. She felt herself
edging towards unconsciousness as her heart raced in her
chest.
Megane seemed to sense this, and worried that despite
the fun they were having with this, she may have been pushed
too far. Not one to make her suffer unnecessarily, he
pushed his hands down from her breasts towards her sex.
"Are you ready, Oyuki-chan?" he asked in a teasing voice.
"YES!" she shouted, her voice deep and resonant in the
cramped confines of the Widow cockpit, and her desire
completely unmistakable.
He smiled and continued his hands on towards their
goal. Just as his hands approached the bluish wisps of hair
at the rim of her sex, his hands separated and latched onto
her hips. Surprise registered on Oyuki's face as expected
didn't happen. "Megane-kun, what are you..." she asked in
shock as she felt herself tilting to one side. A moment
later she found herself alone in the chair and Megane at her
feet on the floor.
Before she could say anything else, she found herself
getting pulled by the hips so that her ass was perched on
the edge of the chair; a job made much easier by the
copious amount of juices she'd spilled during Megane's
marathon caress of her body.
She closed her eyes and shouted with abandon a moment
later as Megane's mouth hurriedly attached itself to the red
and completely distended clit of her steaming sex. He
hadn't even licked the sensitive appendage four times before
her thighs locked on either side of his head and she cried
out his name. The most intense orgasm of her life hit her
right in the pit of her stomach and shot out across all
parts of her body, electrifying every nerve and making all
of her muscles lock.
Megane drank liberally from her fountain of cum as it
spouted from her sacred chalice, but kept his tongue licking
dutifully at her swollen petals all the while. Oyuki's head
thrashed from side to side in abandon as orgasm after orgasm
collided within her. His unstoppable tongue kept coaxing
the limitless waves of pleasure from her with ease. She dug
her nails into the padded armrests of the chair, breaking
through the covering and exposing the metal underneath.
Her back was arched obscenely, as her body locked in a
pose of pure ecstasy. Her breasts heaved wildly as she took
in breath after delicious breath, fueling the fire that
burned brightly between her legs. Oyuki's eyes remained
shut, and her mind was flooded with scenes of she and Megane
from when they had made love in his home. His fluttering
tongue along with the mental images she was seeing pushed
her sex drive even further and spurred her on to more mind-
numbing orgasms.
As she crested the wave of her incredible sexual
ordeal, she felt herself begin to slide off of the chair.
It took her a moment to realize that, despite her best
efforts, she wasn't able to stop herself from falling. Even
with the pleasure that she derived from her numerous
orgasms, she started to worry as her vision began to blur.
"Oh God!" was the last thing she said before she collapsed
out of the chair and landed atop Megane.
Megane was up from under her in an instant, his lustful
feelings being replaced by concern as he looked down at her.
Her eyes were shut, and her face was bright red. "What have
I done?" he asked himself in alarm as he bent down to look
at her face.
<*>
Lum looked up into Ataru's eyes adoringly as they
kissed. The kiss they were sharing now was different from
the one she had shared earlier with Benten. It had been
slow and methodical, with each both Lum and Benten fully
experiencing the emotions driving the kiss. This one with
Ataru was more rushed, and less passionate. While she knew
that he loved her now, she wasn't getting the same breadth
of emotion from him that she had received from Benten. With
that in mind, Lum moaned into Ataru's mouth and put her
hands to his face.
Ataru gave her a look of confusion as they broke the
kiss. He closed his eyes and smiled as Lum traced her
finger along his jawline, bringing a tingling sensation to
his whole body, and sending his semi-erect penis into full
gear. "Like this, Darling," she coaxed as she brought his
head down to her and lead him in another kiss.
His heartbeats grew faster as he felt the full force of
Lum's passion being carried to him by the simple act of a
kiss. He could tell the difference in how he did it and how
she did it, and liked her version *much* better. He
responded in kind to the kiss. Then with slow and
deliberate action he took control of it, their tongues
darting back and forth in their mouths as they conveyed the
full spirit of their love to each other.
Lum was near tears of joy as she truly felt Ataru's
passion and desire being communicated by the kiss. She
wrapped her arms around his back in a crushing hug and
extended the kiss, not wanting it to end. She could feel
him responding to the kiss in other ways as he returned to
full hardness when his growing member pressed against her
thigh. She could also feel her body's immediate reaction to
him as the warm wetness returned to the area between her
legs, and that wonderful tingle returned to her body once
more.
Ataru's sexual hunger was calling to him. He broke the
kiss, smiled at her and kissed her on the cheek. He then
looked down the expanse of her prone body and saw his next
target. Quickly he pushed himself down so that his head was
hovering over her breast. He licked his lips, then
descended. Hungrily he popped her left nipple into his
mouth and began fluttering his tongue over it, just like
he'd seen in the movies.
"Darling..." Lum moaned as she arched her back and
happily accepted the breast-washing he was giving her.
Ataru made the experience even sweeter for her as he took
her other breast in one of his hands and gently kneaded the
soft skin between his fingers. Her breathing became
shallower, and she soon shuddered as another mini-orgasm hit
her in her lower abdomen.
Ataru had never tasted another person before, but he
doubted to himself that anyone could compare to Lum's
wonderful flavor. He was so giddy with the feeling of
actually nursing at a woman's breast that it took him a
moment to register that Lum had grabbed hold of his member
with her left hand and was stroking him off.
Her actions caused him to intensify his licking and
sucking of Lum's pink nipples, sending larger waves of
pleasure arcing through her body with every nip of his lips
and stroke of his tongue. He felt himself about to burst
when Lum took her hand away and placed both of them on his
shoulders.
"Darling, lay down, okay?" she asked in a quiet voice
as she stroked his shoulders.
Ataru detached himself from her nipple, and noted how
much redder and thicker it had gotten under his oral
ministrations. Doing as she asked, he laid himself on his
back, with his head turned to look at her face.
Lum smiled as she sat up and turned around. Ataru
watched her with a curious look as she flipped herself
around, and it wasn't until she had her lips pressed against
his hard-on that he understood what she was about to do.
"Wowwwww..." was all he could say as he felt the warmth
of her lips and breath against the sensitive skin of his
rod. He shuddered with anticipation, his whole body tensed
as he awaited her descent.
Lum pulled her head back a bit from the kiss she'd just
delivered to the head of Ataru's rod. She licked her lips,
and savored the taste of his seed which had collected on her
lips after she kissed his member. She looked at the
pulsating organ that was pointing directly at her face,
intimidated by its size and what it represented.
She'd had a hard enough time touching Benten, and she
was a woman just like herself. This thing, however, was at
the very heart of her sexual desires and dreams. She'd been
able to touch it with her hands, but could she accept him
into her mouth and body? Lum looked up to Ataru's face, and
saw the look of expectancy he had, even with his eyes
closed.
That helped her to decide her next action as she closed
her hand around the base of his cock with a firm grip, and
aimed the cockhead at her lips. Steeling herself, Lum
closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and lowered her head.
Ataru let out an extended groan as Lum's lips and
tongue made first contact with the head of his penis. He
sounded like a praying minister as he kept mumbling "Oh
God!" underneath his breath. As more and more of his penis
slid into the slick, warm confines of Lum's petite mouth,
his breathing grew more and more ragged.
Lum was able to slowly shrug off her inhibitions as she
descended further down the length of his shaft. The
original fear that he'd taste bad, or that it would somehow
hurt her disappeared as her tongue slid along the cockhead
and down the shaft of his steaming rod. She continued her
way down until she felt she couldn't take anymore in her
mouth. She'd guessed that she still had about a fourth of
his rod still outside of her mouth, but felt his cockhead
tickling the back of her throat and hence refused to go down
any further.
Ataru was in bliss. With a lot of strain he managed to
reach one of his hands over and caress her ass, which was
pressing against the right cheek of his face. He turned his
head from watching her descend down his manhood, and faced
the hip that was pressed against him. Pushing one of his
hands under her legs, he scooped Lum's thighs up in his
grasp and shifted her on top of him.
Lum felt Ataru push his hands under her, and braced
herself with her hands against his legs as he shifted her
body atop his. All the while keeping her lips locked around
the circumference of his shaft. She placed her legs to
either side of Ataru's head, then began bobbing her head up
and down his penis as she'd been taught to do by Ran so long
ago.
Ataru moaned Lum's name into her thigh as she sucked on
his rod. Overcome with passion, he began running his tongue
along her inner thigh. He could feel how wonderfully smooth
the skin of her legs was, and he could also taste a hint of
the strange substance that was coming from her vagina. The
smell was familiar, but stronger than before he gave them
their bath. But now that he knew where it came from, and
why he was smelling it; it didn't bother him.
Lum halted her sucking of his penis as the wonderful
feeling of his tongue against her thighs registered in the
back of her mind. With a lot more gusto, she popped his
member out of her mouth and began running her tongue up and
down the sides, occasionally pulling his rod to the side so
she could pull one of his balls into her mouth.
As Ataru's mouth continued to roam up her thigh to her
awaiting crotch, he could feel his chin begin to bump up
against the swollen and damp lips of her sex. Once he'd
drawn near enough for his nose to be buried in it, he turned
his head to face her vagina directly. The green hair that
covered her sex was in complete disarray. It was matted
against the pouting lips, helping to expose the gaping
entrance to her inner chamber.
He didn't quite know if he was going to do it right,
but he figured that he wouldn't know until he tried. With
that in mind, he drew his lips closer to her petals. He
only hoped that he would get there before he came in her
mouth. Desire urging him onward, Ataru opened his lips and
extended his tongue.
Lum gasped through her nose as his tongue penetrated
the depths of her sex. She again halted her movement on
Ataru's rod as she acclimated herself to the feeling of her
darling's tongue pushing its way into her nether regions.
Lum's pause gave Ataru a chance to calm his desire and
concentrate on giving back to Lum what she had been bravely
giving to him. The taste was beyond compare. As his tongue
sunk deeper into her, his head moved more quickly. It
wasn't long before the lips of his mouth meshed with the
pouty lips of her sex. Fully enjoying the taste of Lum's
honey, Ataru began licking and sucking the petals and lips
of her vagina vigorously.
She moaned lustily as Ataru's mouth traced a course
over her tight, compact sex. Every time his tongue made
contact with her clit, she jumped in shock, and had to fight
to keep herself on top of him.
Ataru noted how sensitive she was to contact with that
hard little nub above her entrance, and wondered if he
should avoid it, or concentrate on it. Gambling on the
latter, he pushed Lum up slightly by her hips, and settled
her sex on top of his mouth. He drew his cheeks in, sucking
the little projection of flesh into his mouth.
Lum pulled Ataru's straining rod out of her mouth, and
cried out his name. She sank her head between his legs, his
throbbing penis pressing against her throat and shoulder.
Ataru took that as a positive sign and began running his
tongue across the nub and its hood, sending her into wild,
shuddering spasms.
She lay there between his legs, gasping for air and
racing headlong towards a massive orgasm. Her darling's
tongue was a wonderfully wild sensation as he ran it non-
stop across her tender button. But as close as she was to
coming, she wanted to make sure that Ataru came along with
her. So she grabbed his member in her hands again and began
sucking on it anew.
Ataru hummed loudly as he felt himself approach the
edge. Lum's renewed attack on his organ was quickly sending
him on his way, and he knew that within moments he'd spend.
He kept up his licking motion on her clit, until he suddenly
felt her shake all over. He didn't have time to notice his
face being bathed with her fragrant honey, however, as he
suddenly went stiff as a board underneath her.
Lum's eyes opened wide as she dealt with the combined
effects of her cum and Ataru's cum. She'd never tasted a
boy before, but she was being forced to deal with it now.
Without warning, her mouth was suddenly flooded with the
life-giving seed launching from deep within Ataru's balls
and shooting out of his cockhead. She swallowed
instinctively as her mouth collected more of the slippery,
salty fluid. She almost gagged at the taste, but managed to
take it all down without choking.
Unsteadily she managed to raise her head off of his
softening penis and extract it from her mouth. She looked
at the flexible muscle closely as it glistened in the
lighting of the cabin, traces of his cum still visible here
and there on it. She coughed as she laid his penis down
against his balls. She Raised herself up further and
coughed again, swallowing to clear her throat.
Meanwhile, Ataru was drinking down what was left of
Lum's pleasant nectar, understanding now why some of the
guys back at school had told him that this part of sex was
usually the best for them. He squeezed the yielding flesh
of Lum's ass, pressing her sex deeper into his mouth as he
sucked down more of the warm lubricant. She made his job
easier when she sat up and pretty much smothered his face
with her cute little vagina.
Ataru heard her coughing, and wondered if something was
wrong with her. Scooping her hips into his hands, he pushed
upwards and dismounted Lum from his mouth. He moved her
over to his right, gently laying her hips down on the
decking before he sat up and put his hand on Lum's back.
"You okay, Lum-chan?" he asked in a voice full of
concern, stroking her back gingerly with his hand.
Lum turned to look at him, and gave him a broad smile
in response. She flipped over so that she was sitting
upright on her cute little rump, and faced Ataru directly.
"Yes Darling, I'm okay. I just got caught by surprise is
all," she explained as she took his hands in hers.
Ataru looked closely at her, and wound up falling in
love with her all over again. Lum's long, green hair
cascaded down over her shoulders to partly obscure her
youthful breasts. Her flushed face was offset well by her
winsome smile, making her look even cuter than ever. Plus,
she seemed to have some kind of natural glow about her that
was adding greatly to her appearance.
He felt a very strong urge to hug her to him. So he
reached his arms out to her and slipped his hands around her
back, near her breasts. He then pulled her towards him,
letting his hands slide up and down her back as he secured
her in a tight hug. As their bodies came together, he felt
her breasts press against his chest, and her cheek brush
against his, sending a rush of both lust and love coursing
through his mind. His hands closed around her back, his
fingers interlocking in an inescapable embrace. He felt her
hands doing the same around his back, as they brought each
other more tightly into their hug.
"Lum, that was the most wonderful..." he began,
breaking off when he couldn't find the right words to
describe what just happened. `Blowjob' sounded too lewd to
him right at the moment. It was a word that he would've
used around the guys, or with a girl he didn't care about.
But this was Lum he was talking to, the love of his life and
the one he'd sacrifice everything for. Indeed, he'd already
sacrificed quite a bit to keep her.
"Thank you," he concluded after a moment's silence,
brushing her cheek with his lips.
"I was glad to do it, Darling. Nothing makes me
happier than seeing you happy. After all, I love you...
Ataru-kun," she said innocently as she turned to meet his
gaze, a placid smile etched across her face. "Besides, you
weren't so bad yourself..." she appended, giggling with
nervousness and pent-up happiness.
Ataru looked at her right in the eyes as he responded
to her. "I love you too, Lum. *Very* much," he added for
emphasis. Their heads drew together as they engaged in
another kiss. Lum moaned as their lips met, her feelings of
love for Ataru soaring to new heights. Ataru was similarly
affected as their lips met in only his third real kiss of
his life. But as their mouths parted, he could taste a hint
of something salty. He was well engaged in their French
kiss when he suddenly realized that what he was tasting was
his own sperm.
His eyes widened in shock, and he momentarily
considered breaking the kiss and pushing himself away from
her. After all, tasting a guy's spunk was *way* down on his
list of priorities, even if it was his own. But reason soon
took over as he realized that if he could taste himself on
her mouth, she could probably taste herself on his. So,
keeping that in mind, he was able to ignore the salty,
alkaline taste of his own seed and concentrate instead on
kissing Lum instead and giving her the love he felt for her.
Lum's heart was full of joy as she witnessed her most
prominent fantasy actually play itself out in real life
right in front of her. Here she was, holding Ataru in her
arms as they declared their undying love for each other, and
some part of her yelled that she didn't have any way to
prove it. But Lum knew that she could only hope that Ataru
wouldn't deny it when her friends and family confronted him
about it once they were back home.
Ataru broke the kiss as he noted a distant look in her
eyes. He pulled his head back a little to look at her
squarely, a look of concern gracing his own features.
"What's going on in that pretty head of yours, Lum-chan?" he
asked with a roguish smirk on his face as he ran his fingers
through her long, lustrous hair.
Lum captured his stroking hand with hers and brought
them both down between her breasts as she held them to her
heart. "I just can't believe that we're here, now, telling
each other how we really feel," she said in a whisper of a
voice as her eyes grew misty with the beginnings of tears.
"After so long, we're *really* together, Darling." She
broke off and started to cry. She laid her head against his
shoulder, all the while keeping his hand in hers as they
rested comfortably in the space between her breasts.
Ataru said nothing as she cried tears of joy on his
bare shoulder. He too felt an enormous release of pressure
after he had admitted to her that he really loved her. He'd
never envisioned himself doing so before, but he couldn't
help but think that it was so *right* to hear himself think
it and say it to her now. "Lum-chan, I agree. I just can't
believe that it took a bastard like Graven to help me
realize just how lost I'd be without you." He felt himself
about to get all mushy and teary-eyed, but kept going
anyway. "You mean everything to me, Lum-chan. I *want* to
be with you... No... I want to *marry* you, when we're both
ready."
Lum squealed with delight in his arms, and he couldn't
deny how wonderful it felt to have her in his arms, and
knowing that she was his. "Thank you, Darling!" she shouted
in his ear as she squeezed his hand tightly in hers, and
enveloped them both in the sweet grip of her breasts.
Ataru's mind noted the silky feel of Lum's breasts
against his hand as the swayed back and forth slightly, each
one hitting his hand alternately. He felt himself stirring,
and knew that his penis was slowly making its way back to
full prominence, jutting out from his body and sticking up
above his thighs. Ataru realized that there was still once
more thing they needed to do.
Wordlessly, he brought his free hand to her arm and
nudged her backwards until she was lying on her back. He
disengaged his hand from hers, and couldn't resist the
temptation of squeezing both of her breasts just once before
he moved his hand to her other shoulder.
"Darling, what... ?" she attempted to ask before Ataru
put his fingers to her lips to halt her questions. He
kissed her on the forehead reassuringly before removing his
fingers from her pursed lips. Getting on his knees, with
his penis pushing straight out and directed towards Lum's
face, he quickly reached one leg over her and straddled her
at the waist.
"I want you Lum-chan. Now more than ever," he declared
in a soft voice, letting his erection punctuate his words as
it pressed down into her navel. Lum watched with confusion
at first, then dawning understanding as she realized what
Ataru wanted to do to her. She blushed furiously at the
thought of him entering her, but didn't even think of
resisting him. She wanted him in her desperately, probably
worse than he wanted her.
"I'm all yours, Ataru-kun," she said throatily,
reaching her hand down to his penis and rubbing the head
gently with her thumb in small circles. She pulled her legs
apart to open her sex to him, and awaited Ataru's next move.
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