Naughty Bits (6 page)

With his arm behind her, he
pulled her a little closer. His free hand reached out and slid
around the breast nearest him. The satin felt cool and as flawless
as the orb beneath. The material bunched between his fingers as he
squeezed and caressed the breast.

Gia tilted her head back
and downed her half glass. The liquid coursed through her and in
minutes heightened the fire in her veins. She too forgot the glass
on the table. She watched him, so intent on the breast she was
yielding him. She could feel his strong fingers grope her, knowing
he was doing his best to be gentle, but loving that she could feel
his strength naturally through the caresses. Her lips parted and
her breath drew a little deeper than a moment ago.

Thor removed his gaze from
where his hand remained, and looked up into her waiting eyes. The
smokiness seemed to reach out with tendrils of seduction and pull
him within. He spent the next several minutes lost in her eyes, so
much that his hand relaxed and remained holding the breast without
motion.

Gia searched his eyes as
much as his did in return. They were a greenish blue, with gold
flecks dancing about them. They seemed so clear, so bright, that
they lanced through her and seemed to divulge her deepest secrets.
The intensity of his gaze elated her, they looked at her as if she
were the only thing in the world worth seeing. The longer the pair
starred, the quicker Gia’s pulse went.

At last Thor seemed to find
something in his searching. He smiled lightly and bent down to kiss
her. He loved to ravish her supple lips, to mash them with his own
and crush them with passion as if they were rose petals. This time
he did not.

Gia delighted in his gentle
touch, feeling his lower lip just a little fuller than the upper,
noticing that he held his breath long before their lips
met.

Their eyes closed as the
kiss went on; soon tongues came into play. Thor’s hand came to life
again. This time it traveled across the valley of her chest and up
the other mound. Gia’s hand reached up to his elbow and encouraged
him to feel her. Thor was torn for a moment inside, so wonderful
did the breast feel in his touch, yet so too was her kiss, that he
wished desperately that he could pour his attention more soundly
into both activities.

Gia’s legs uncrossed and
one slid down so that the sexy duo parted. This quickly caught
Thor’s attention. Just as the nipple were beginning to rise under
his ministrations, his fingers trailed away. Gia longingly felt
them leave until a new sensation of pleasure arose as Thor guided
his hand along her waist, over her well curved hips to the thigh
that was more silky to feel than the satin negligee.  How Thor
reveled in her legs. How much he loved having them wrap around and
entangle him. They were long and sleek, the arch of her knees
graceful, the curve of her calves and ankles supple and lissome. He
loved them because the supported such a beautiful creature, because
they very often led him to the majesty of her posterior, and
because they were the gates to his garden of paradise.

Feeling the thigh in his
grip, his hands moved slowly up and down the leg. The massage
heated her skin and soothed Gia until she felt the urge to let his
hands roam her entire body, every crevice. She broke the hold each
held on the other’s lips, desperate for a deep breath. Her head
fell back and her chest swelled with air. Thor could not bear to
wait for her return, his lips eagerly set upon her neck. Up and
down he went, nibbling once on the joint to her collarbone. Gia
felt his breath hot on her sensitive skin, rising until it trickled
past her ear. Thor’s tongue darted out and took her earlobe into
his mouth and he sucked upon it. Gia hummed in pleasure and gave a
little gasp as he nipped her twice, receding languidly into his
embrace as he soothed the lobe with another suck, before leading
again down to her shoulders.

Gia’s hands rested on
Thor’s wide, solid shoulders and she watched as he slid the straps
of her night dress down around her arms. Thor let the material fall
and was rewarded with a pair of breasts that were as fresh and ripe
for attention as the first time he saw them. They stood out
proudly, nipples slightly darkness and puffy. The magnificent orbs
almost leaped into his hands and he quickly received them. No
sooner had he both in his grasp but he needed a nipple between his
lips.

The first mulberry he
tasted was sweet. Gia moaned but could not take her eyes off him as
he sucked upon her. His moist attention soothed the nipple yet
excited her even further. She brought a hand up behind his head and
pulled him closer. He felt the breast press to his face and flicked
the nipple with his tongue.

He gave the first breast
great attention and stayed there for several minutes. Then Gia felt
that the other was neglected enough and pushed his head to the
twin. He gladly complied. After more minutes passed she could feel
her passion rising considerably, her need for more increasing.
Women are like the fire that burned brightly in the hearth only a
few feet away. The more you feed them, the hotter they
burn.

Thor sensed her feeling,
her breath now coming in deep draughts. Taking the folds of the
negligee in his fingers, he pulled it down her belly and hips, over
her legs and off. All her naked splendor was revealed. He felt the
need to leave off his sucking and admire such beauty. Gia would
have little enough of that, though it thrilled her to be so
vulnerable to this man, to have his attention focussed so
completely on her alone. Gia let him watch for but a moment before,
with a pouty lip and whimper, she begged him to
continue.

Thor slid her off his lap
and let her rest in the couch alone. He stood and rid himself of
his clothes. His muscled body before her caused Gia to bite her
lower lip and let her own eyes take his form in. Her gaze quickly
became hungry. It was very obvious that Thor was hungry for
her.

Thor knelt between her
parted knees and wished to feel her legs capture him, dangle about
his shoulders, her flawless skin sliding over his own. He took a
leg in each hand and brought it to his face, feeling the softness
on his freshly shaven jaws. His hands let the thighs rest on him
and slid quickly down to Gia’s buttocks. He could not make himself
be gentle with those half moons, no matter how much he promised
himself beforehand. Once in his grip, he squeezed and plied the
firm flesh with abandon. As he did so, his head bowed down and he
trailed light kisses on the tender inner thighs until he reached
her most intimate place.

The smell of her arousal at
once tickled his nose and intoxicated him. The soft folds were by
now quite moist and begged his attention with their swollen labia.
His tongue virtually leaped out at the slit, desperate to taste
her, to feel her. Gia’s inner lips parted at the tongue’s demands
and welcomed him inside. Thor’s lips kissed and touched every part
of her there. The tongue swirled and played and danced around the
clitoris.

After only a half minute of
this Gia slid down in the couch and her eyes closed. She writhed
and squirmed under the attention. Her own hands ran through her
hair, along her body and settled on her breasts. As Thor teased and
sucked and brought a sweet frustration and energy to her, she
massaged her breasts and tugged her nipples to accent the pleasure.
Moans hummed out of her, every so often a gasp as Thor bore down on
her sensitive clit. Gia lost herself in the pleasure he gave her,
let herself drift as his mouth worked on her, Gia’s legs
alternately parting wide as if to let him in closer, then closing
and squeezing his head tightly to her.

After a long while, which
to Gia passed in only an instant, a quickening eclipsed her. In a
sudden and almost unexpected burst of pleasure, her eyes squeezed
shut tightly, her mouth dropped open and emitted a hoarse cry. Thor
continued to massage her clit and her juices bathed his face. He
licked her sweet nectar, the effort triggering another orgasm on
the trailing waves of the first.

Thor backed off as Gia rode
down the last of the orgasm. Wiping his face he cupped her with one
hand, feeling the heat of her strongly. Like fresh logs causing a
fire to flare up Gia opened her eyes with fresh lust. She saw him
between her and hungrily pulled him up to her. She mashed his face
to hers and kissed him hard. Thor was only too willing to oblige.
Gia’s arms enveloped him and pressed him close. Thor gathered her
up himself. He sat down beside her and brought her onto his lap.
Gia felt his manhood press into her buttocks. It was hard and warm.
Gia was very pleased that at last she was able to get her hands on
the shaft. She reached below her, still firmly entrenched in
kisses, and freed the tool from beneath her.

She stroked its length and
rigidity, felt the drop of pre-cum bead on the tip. Gia satisfied
herself for a minute or two that it was at last in her hands and
mastery, hers to do with as she pleased. Though she sought often to
have it under her beck and call, her particular wont now was to
feel it buried within her. Rocking to one side she slid it under
her.

Thor, as eager as she,
turned her so that her back was pressed up against his chest. His
shaft protruded from between her legs as he separated them with his
own. With one hand he reached around her in a half embrace and
teased her slit with himself. His other hand cupped her breast and
encircled the nipple. As he teased her below he enticed her above.
His mouth sought out her neck with kisses.

Gia let herself be toyed
with for a short time, momentarily distracted by the proximity of
her desire. She soon needed more, however, and a hand reached down
to grasp Thor and guide him to her. Thor obliged and, putting both
hands under her bottom, lifted her. Gia guided the tip of him to
her opening and felt it pop inside. A shiver shot up her spine as
she stretched to encompass him. Pushing his hands away she let
herself become impaled upon him.

The shaft drove deep within
her as she was already very wet. She remained motionless and let
her body feel him inside. Her inner muscles tightened about him and
Thor felt his own shiver of pleasure. The feeling of her around him
with those tight lips was fantastic. He could feel her inner walls
slide past on that first entry, the slap of their skin as they met.
This was where he felt he belonged, he wished, as he did every time
he was here, that he could remain indefinitely.

Gia bought her legs up to
the couch and tucked them beneath her alongside Thor’s seated form.
She had to lean forward slightly to balance herself on his knees.
Then she lifted herself up. The rod slid out of her, leaving an
empty tunnel behind. Before she let it vacate her, she plunged
herself back down. Her buttocks slapped his thighs and he groaned
in gratification.

Gia repeated herself and
began bouncing on his thick manhood. Her breasts tossed wildly as
she gained momentum and energy. Her silky black hair flew
everywhere as she pleasured herself harder and faster on Thor. It
was all he could do to grip Gia’s calves and enjoy the
ride.

Gia felt him slide in and
out, a rush of pleasure rising anew each time. Her first orgasm
atop him came rather swiftly after the last two. She hardly slowed
however. Desperate to continue that wonderful sensation she ground
her clit against him and bounced up and down with even greater
exertion. Thor was amazed and joyed at the feel and sight of her
riding him thusly. Another orgasm built and exploded from within
Gia and she rode it out frantically. As it passed, she collapsed
back upon Thor’s chest.

Knowing that she was
sensitive he cupped her breasts gently, taking care only to circle
the nipple for a few moments. Thor let his lover recover, then
eased her down to the couch next to him. He regretfully had to
extract himself in the process, but quickly gathered her before
him. They positioned themselves fully on the couch now, Gia on her
knees and hands, Thor kneeling behind.

He placed himself at her
entrance and slid in once again. His hands roamed over her backside
as he enjoyed being inside her. Her dark rose winked at him and he
teased it with a finger.

Taking her hips in hand he
pushed Gia away, then brought her back with a smack. He started out
slowly, meeting her with a thrust of his own. Gia’s back arched and
with her butt high in the air, Thor felt deeper than ever before.
As he continued to thrust, Gia began to growl and emit raw sounds
of passion. Her arms stretched before her, meeting the arm of the
couch and pushing herself back on the cock pistoning
her.

Gia became more and more
vocal, her cries ringing throughout the room. Thor could feel the
rush building inside him. When it was near becoming out of control
he slowed but Gia begged him to continue. After brief breath he
resumed, not wanting to stop, yet so eager to reach
climax.

His thrusts became faster,
his breath as ragged as hers. Gia was positively a ball of furious
lust, raging backwards under his pounding. Suddenly he was spilling
his hot seed inside her. He grunted at the overwhelming sensation
and Gia replied with her most vocal orgasm yet as the semen surged
within her, filling her. The sensation of his heat triggered her
most powerful climax, lights bursting throughout her mind, her
entire body electrified.

Thor tried valiantly to
continue but was at last spent, forced to stop. He lay down next to
Gia and they remained silent but for a light kiss. Thor eventually
felt himself slide out of her. Gia felt his seed ooze from her and
trickle down her skin. They lay for a while but Gia soon rallied,
not through yet.