Donovan's Struggle, an Erotic Romance Novella (Anam Céile Chronicles) (7 page)

I pull the shirt back from me, exposing me well-defined
chest and shrug it from me broad shoulders, silently delighting in the hungry
look upon her face, knowing she desires me as much as I desire her.  As me
hands move lower, she props herself up on her elbows and smiles at me
favourably.  Quite slowly, I undo the fastenings of me trousers, and I smile as
I notice her trying hard not to squirm with anticipation of that which I am
about reveal to her.

Once I have them open, I let them fall, me released cock
springing forth, thoroughly ready fer her.  Her eyes widening, she gasps, her
lips parting with desire.  Her eyes flit to mine, revealing the lust in them,
and then settling back on me nude form, she sits up, admiring me unabashedly. 
I continue to stand still fer her to feast her eyes upon.

After a moment of allowing her to devour me with her eyes, I
step forward.  Aislinn wastes not a second, pulling me towards her and taking me
organ into her mouth.  I lean me head back groaning, reveling in the fact that
I will have nothing to hold back now.  No guilt, no restraint, just pure
pleasure in her love, unadulterated lust fer her body.

Driving me mad, Aislinn virtually assaults me with her
mouth, sucking me voraciously, her tongue seemingly everywhere as she slurps
upon me cock.  To me dismay, I feel the beginnings of me ecstasy already
collecting deep in me core and I know I will succumb before long if she keeps
up this pace.  Although when I attempt to impel her to ease up, she will not
listen, and persists as a starving mad woman, sating her hunger with me meat.

Then, at last she removes her mouth from it, and I sigh in
relief, fer I am edging closer to the point of no return.  However, she glances
up at me mischievously, and then captures me throbbing organ between her voluptuous
breasts, pressing them together and sliding it between her flesh.  Gritting me
teeth from the intense frustration of fighting this immense pleasure, I let out
a groan.  Just when I think I may be able to withstand her taunting, she bends
her face down so that each time the head of me cock reemerges from between her
cleavage, she seizes it in her mouth, giving it a quick suckle before it
disappears again. 

Without realising it, I begin thrusting me hips forwards,
pumping me aching cock into her flesh, and she remains there, waiting fer it to
poke out the top, now able to take more of it into her mouth with each time. 
Before I know it, me climax has rushed in, therefore I do not have the chance
to even attempt to restrain me loud groan as me cock suddenly spurts its
pleasure all over her chest, her neck, and her chin as she looks down in
surprise. 

I brace meself, expecting her to be disgusted with me. 

Rather, she surprises me by looking down at her mounds
covered in me fluid and smiles, gazing up at me, an unmistakably naughty gleam
in her eyes.  Then she takes me cock in her hand and brings it to her mouth,
licking off the fluid which had trickled onto the side of its head, and takes
it into her mouth, sucking it, making me squirm with a mix of pleasure and pain
at the sensitivity of it, as she intently milks any remaining seed from it. 

Grabbing me handkerchief I wipe it from her breasts, and
then kneel before her to worship them.  She opens her legs wide, her eyes
glinting mischievously, and I gaze long at her treasure there, proud in knowing
it . . . she, belongs to me now.  I can finally act out all the fantasies which
me mind has entertained fer so many years, it would be criminal to admit.  Though
I may have to ease her into it, be careful not to lay them all on her at once,
lest I startle her with me eagerness and deep lust, of which I have up ‘til now
kept her unaware.

I want to dive right in to taste her pussy, I have imagined
how it would taste fer so long, me imaginings inspired by the scent of her which
I had memorised.  Her scent which is roused nearly each time I kiss her. 
Aislinn is such a responsive female, I have known that once I made her me wife,
she would be sure to fill me nights with an unending festival of carnal
delights, and likely the days, as well!  Knowing her desire is piqued at the
mere kiss of me lips has made it so difficult fer me to be a respectable man,
so many times I have wanted to take her, to just bend her over and listen to
her squeal as I slide it in and pump her . . . but I digress.

No, I do not succumb to me gluttonous impulses and dive in
and taste her as I wish to.  Instead, I kiss her passionately to demonstrate me
gratitude.  Me hands travel down her body, one finding her breast, the other
continuing down to her sex.  Kiss me way down to her breasts, suckling
ardently, while me fingers explore the folds of her sex. 

Before I even part her, I can tell that she is amply moist. 
I brush the back of me fingers lightly against her swelling flesh, her labia, delighting
in her whimpers and squirming.  I can tell she is trying to hold back, though I
know she yearns to press herself harder against me hand.  Finally, I turn me
hand over and run a finger over her slit.  Her folds part readily and I feel
the heat of her arousal upon me hand.  I smile at the flexing of her hips and
the resultant groan as she anticipates me penetrating her.   

Removing me mouth from her breast, she whimpers.  I lean back
a bit, fer I want to see her, see her opened fer me.  Her hand goes to her
breast, massaging her abandoned nipples as I take in the beauty of her pussy. 
I run me finger over her again, distributing the slickness, upwards to her
swollen nub at the topmost of her sex.  Heatedly, she looks into me eyes and
pulls me back towards her breasts.  With her hands she guides her nipple back
to me mouth and I cannot help but smile at her commanding manner. 

As I suckle her zealously, me finger alternates between circling
over her pearl, and gliding down her slit to edge her opening.  Each time I am
there, she tries to press against me, urging me finger inside of her.  Though
I, too, desire to feel her from the inside, I do not give in, so as to drive
the need of her arousal to higher levels.  Aislinn starts grabbing me by the
hair, pushing me mouth harder against her nipple, me consequent chuckle stifled
by the flesh of her breast.

“Oh Donovan, yes!” she moans in me ear.

Finally, when I discern her frustration is at its peak,
after circling her pearl so repetitively that she is panting, I align me
fingers with her opening and push them inside of her.  She arches back,
thrusting her breasts into me face and moans throatily, “Oh God, Donovan!” 

They are met by the barrier a few inches in, which I know
will be better broken by the adequate breadth of me erection. 

Still, I play with them in her, massaging the wall of her
canal, making her yearn all the more fer what I can offer her.  Her breaths are
coming in shorter bursts and I decide it is high time I taste me woman.  Removing
me fingers, I bring them to me mouth as I hold her gaze and suck her juices off
them.  It is incredible!  More delicious than ever I could have imagined.  Her
eyes grow wide as she observes me.

“Oh Donovan, I do love you so,” Aislinn coos at me, making
me smile with pride.

Detaching me mouth from her nipple, I kiss me way down the smooth
skin of her plane of her belly.  I feel meself salivating as I take in her
scent, growing stronger as I inch nearer to her sex.  Me thirst fer her grows. 
I must taste more!
  I could drink her in forever and still never be
quenched!

I lift me eyes to view her expression and I can see she
comprehends what I am headed towards.  She is holding her breath, anxiously
awaiting the pleasure I will at last bestow upon her.  And this time, I will
not disappoint her.  I nestle down between her thighs and bow me head down,
inhaling her in, the scent of her so thick, it is on me tongue. 

Unable to take anymore of me own teasing, I push me tongue
out and meet her labia.  Instantly it is presented with the flavour of her
juices, beckoning me to seek more.  I hold back me urge to devour her, wanting
to take the time to savour her properly, as this was the first time fer her and
I both.  I take her labia into me mouth, gently sucking me way up it to the
flesh hood covering her swollen bud.  Anticipating me attentions upon that
spot, she squirms beneath me mouth. 

“Oh, Donovan, that feels so good!”

However, I do not give in to her entreating motion. 
Instead, I kiss upon it lightly and then move away from it, making her groan
out in frustration.  I lead me tongue down to the bottom of her crevice, and place
it on her, slide it slowly up, collecting her juices upon me tongue, flicking
her clitoris as I make me way to the top. 

“Oh, yes, do that some more!”

Me cock jerks at this first saturated taste of her, anxious
fer its own taste of her. 
I guess she is not the only one growing
impatient.
  Yet after all these years we have awaited this moment, I am not
about to rush it.

Softly I circle me tongue over her lovely swell, reveling in
the sound of her moan at the power of me tongue, before descending down her
slit once again.  I trace me tongue lightly all along her outer labia, before
returning to the inner, sucking them in deliciously.  Her juices are seeping
out so, they are wetting me face. 

Unable to hold back any longer, I hold her open and, making
me tongue stiff, dip it within her, coating it with her sap.  She moans
profusely, and me eyes roll back in me head at the immense pleasure of tasting
her so certainly.

“Oh God, Donovan!” Aislinn groans long and low.

She tastes so incredible, I have to dip it in again, and
soon I find I am compelled to do it over and over, thrusting me tongue into her
sweet depths while she moans and moves her hips towards me. 

“Donovan!  Oh yes, fuck me with your tongue!”  A bit stunned
I am by her vulgar language, though her obvious excitement has me cock rock
hard and dripping with me excessive arousal. 

Her moans are becoming more urgent, her movements more
frantic, and I sense her pleasure is imminent.  I am far from ready to be done
with me sampling of her, so I figure I had better slow me pace.  To be certain
she does not continue towards her apex, I move me face away from her succulent
fruit fer a moment, which she promptly balks at, “Donovan, No!  What are you
doing?  You dare not leave me as this!”

I merely smile up at her and commence to planting kisses
upon the smooth skin of her lower abdomen, the place where someday soon, me
seed will take root and grow me child within her.  I presume she is calming as
she is no longer squirming and begins stroking me hair rather than pulling at
it.

Lowering me face back to her, I softly glide me tongue the
length of her slit to the bud which is now so swollen with arousal it protrudes
out from under its fleshy hood.  With merely a tender kiss upon it, Aislinn
begins writhing under me again. 

“Oh, yes, Donovan. Yes!”

I smile, knowing the power I hold over her, and take great care
in administering it.  I fall into a rhythm of alternately circling over it
lavishly with me tongue, and sucking at it delicately. 

After only another minute or so of this attention, her moans
deepen and come closer together, the movements of her pelvis more tense, her
hands entangled in me wavy hair are steadily pulling at it. 

“Ohhhh . . . God, Donovan . . . Oh my God, Yes!”

Now her juices are seeping out and drenching me chin.  Me
cock, too, is flexing with anticipation of its first taste of her. 

I maintain the rhythm of me tongue upon her clitoris, and
soon her moans become more urgent, her breath shorter.  The knowledge of her
orgasm inspires me cock to excrete yet another bead of its sap, which now
covers me thigh.  Then Aislinn is pulling harder at me hair and I feel almost a
pulsing emanating in the flesh of her sex.  With a long throaty groan, she
grabs ahold of me ear and begins tugging at it, with the other hand she is
squeezing her own breast. 

“
OH MY GOD!  OH YES, YES!  DONOVAN! OHHHH
!”

Then I feel the pulsing in her clitoris, though it is
stronger.  As it pulsates again me tongue, so does all the flesh of her sex.  Her
liquid gushes out hot into me mouth, and I cannot lap it up fast enough.  It is
even more delectable then it was before. 

“Yes, Donovan, lick it, drink me in, I am all yours!”

I continue licking her profusely, lapping up her juices.  I
am truly in heaven.

“Take me Donovan.  Fill me with your cock.  I need to have
you inside of me!  Please take away the ache.” Aislinn is begging, her moans of
ecstasy now becoming whimpers.

Eagerly, I climb to me feet.  I position meself between her
thighs, and gaze down at her. 
This exquisite woman lying naked before me,
her body quivering with the effects of the pleasure I have given her, pleading
fer me to possess her body.  The moment is almost surreal, as though I cannot
believe it is finally happening.  I am finally going to make love to this
woman.

 With me cock in me hand, I align it with her sex and push
the engorged crown of it into her opening.  She squirms with anticipation and I
push into her a little more, hoping to ease her into it gently, having a bit of
knowledge of virgins and the pain of the first time.  But not taking into
account how exceedingly slick she is, not to mention her insides still
convulsing, her voracious sex grabs hold of me cock, pulling me in deeper. 
Before I know it, I am deeper than I expected, and she is moaning and writhing,
a look of discomfort upon her face.

“Aislinn, are you in pain?” I ask with great concern. 
“Should I remove meself?”

She moans, “Don’t you dare!  Really, I’ll be fine . . . just
once we make it past this part.”

Apprehension still plastered upon me face, I stare down at
her motionless.