Oral Exam (10 page)

Sighing, she cast her eyes down. “They’d sent me to an all girls’ boarding school before college, so I wasn’t experienced with guys. When I was a college freshman, I had this boyfriend. One time we didn’t use a condom, but he said he’d pull out. I trusted him.”

“Bastard,” Seth growled.

Her soft gaze found his. “He did pull out, but I found out later that doesn’t always work.”

“No,” he bit back a sardonic laugh, “it doesn’t.”

“I was so naïve.” She shook her head. “When I went home for Christmas, I found out I was pregnant.”

“And they made you have an abortion?”

“Either that, or they’d cut me off. My boyfriend and I had broken up, so I had no one.”

Seth felt her sorrow weigh on his chest, angry with himself that he knew no words to comfort her. After a long pause, he squeezed her hand. “I’m sorry, Celeste.”

“Don’t be.” She squeezed back, before planting a quick kiss on his cheek. “If I had a baby now, I wouldn’t have met you.” Her smile looked forced.

He stroked her cheek with the back of his hand before cupping her chin and raising her gaze to his. “But you still have regrets.”

“Of course,” she sighed. “I will always wonder.”

“I understand—more than anyone.” He rubbed her shoulders, noticing her skin had grown much colder over the past few minutes. The temperature outside was dropping, and he realized the timer on the tub’s heating element must have expired.

She shuddered, wrapping her arms around her waist.

“Time to go inside before we turn to popsicles,” he teased.

And he led her to his bedroom where he made love to her slowly and passionately until early morning, when they both fell into a deep sleep in each other’s arms.

Chapter Nine

Waking up from the best sleep of her life, Celeste stretched her long, lean body, before burying her face in the warmth of Seth’s chest. She giggled as his coarse hairs teased her nose, and before she could stop him, two strong arms wrapped around her, squeezing her like a lemon. Looking up, she found his smiling blue eyes. “So what are our plans for today?” she asked.

He grinned. “Sex, sex, and more sex.”

Narrowing her eyes, her finger followed the hairline down to his naval and past the mound of hair above his crotch before she gently wrapped her fingers around his aroused cock. “Don’t forget the blowjobs,” she teased.

“Believe me,” he groaned, “I won’t.”

Stroking just to the base of his head, she smiled as his cock jerked when she smoothed her finger across his sensitive spot. “How about right now?”

He grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand away. “I think I need a shower first.” With flexing biceps, he lifted himself out of the bed.

Bathed in the morning light, Celeste admired his strong male physique. He was not lean and lanky like college boys. He was larger, more filled out in just the right places. As he stretched heavy arms towards the ceiling, she admired the shades and hues of his toned back. No wonder he had the strength to make love to her all night. Her two assholes only lasted a few minutes before it was over, and she was forced to satisfy herself in the shower.

Not Seth. He could go all night, and probably all day.

Her pussy reacted at the thought, warming, expanding, liquefying. Biting back a moan, she turned her head towards the window, only to be struck by a ray of light, calling her to come outside. She loved the outdoors, but after last night, her legs felt like jelly.

Celeste sighed, “I don’t think we’ll ever leave this cabin.”

“Sure we will.” He wrapped himself in a flannel robe, his erection still bulging from beneath the thick fabric. “Do you like hiking?”

“I love it,” she squealed.

“Good. I’m going to take a shower, then make you some breakfast.” He walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

She heard the sound of rushing water. Pushing the covers off her naked body, she sat up, hugging her knees to her chest, feeling slightly dejected that he blew off her advances.

Maybe I wasn’t stroking it right?

But she quickly dismissed that idea. His bulge was proof enough that her touch had worked.

The bathroom door opened just a crack, releasing a billow of steam as Seth leaned out of the door, strands of water droplets glistening off his hard chest. His narrowed blue gaze roamed the length of her nude body until their eyes locked, and she read the wicked gleam in his eyes.

“Aren’t you coming?” he coaxed.

She rushed out of bed, unconcerned about the chill in her feet when they hit the hardwood floor. She slipped inside the door and he grabbed her hand, leading her to the shower which took up almost half the bathroom. She remembered admiring it last night, wondering what one person would want with such a large shower. Now she knew.

She stepped in through one of the long sliding doors and squealed. The water was hot! The scalding sting on the soles of her feet clashed with the chill from the floor. She scurried to the far side of the shower and sat on a corner tile bench, lifting her feet above the water.

Seth stepped inside. His hair, though wet, seemed unchanged. Water droplets tried fruitlessly to penetrate his thick strands, but fell in a pool at his feet.

“Sorry,” he turned the dial to a more comfortable temperature. “I like my water rather warm.”

“Warm?” she huffed. “No you like it hot, very hot!”

“Yes, I do.” He turned toward her, his bulging erection hovering just above her chin. “I washed for you.”

Craning her neck, her puckered lips kissed the tip of his erection, and she trailed hot, fleshy kisses down to the stem of his cock.

Groaning, his hips jerked, and he bent his knees slightly, making it easier for her to reach his shaft without straining.

He grabbed the back of her head, stroking her nape, coaxing his shaft into her mouth.

Remembering Lisa’s Law number one, Celeste playfully slapped his hands away. “I’m in control here.”

Ignoring his groans, she shot him a teasing glance before wrapping her hand around the base of his erection. She ran her tongue over the tip of his head, tasting the salty sweetness which had already begun to flow. “Mmmm, Seth, you taste so good.”

“Taste all of me.” He reached for her head again, only to have his hands swatted down.

She took the tip of his erection in her mouth, swirling her tongue across his bulging flesh before pulling away. “Is that deep enough?” she teased.

“You’re going to get yourself in trouble if you keep teasing me.” He leaned over, pinching her nipple.

“Ouch!” she howled at the stinging pain that shot through her tender flesh. But she couldn’t deny she liked the pain.

Her mouth latched onto his cock again, this time her lips and tongue swirled and licked to the center of his shaft. She pulled away, batting her eyes up at him. “Was that far enough?”

“You naughty girl,” he grinned, grabbing both nipples and jerking.

Celeste’s whimpered as her sore nipples throbbed with pain. And although it hurt, something about his bruising touch sent waves of juices to her swelling pussy lips. The desire in her body took over, as she rocked her aching nub against the smooth tile of the bench.

Her growing sexual hunger fueled her desire to take all of Seth in her mouth, hoping he would soon fuck her pussy in the same way. Hungry lips devoured his entire cock, as she dug her nails into his ass, pulling his groin up against her face, leaving his shaft nowhere to go but deeper in her throat. She sucked and licked with furious need while listening to his intensifying groans, feeling his shaking skin beneath her palms, knowing he was having difficulty reigning in his orgasm.

She smiled inwardly. In just a few short days, she had mastered Seth’s penis. She had mastered Seth. The knowledge fueled her drive to suck deeper, to lick and tease with more eagerness. She needed to prove to Seth that her blowjobs were awesome, and make him addicted to her sexual drug.

“Enough!” Seth roared. “Unless you want me to explode in your throat.”

She looked into his eyes, smiling, grinding her throbbing cunt against the tile. “Don’t you want to come?”

“I want to please you, too,” he chuckled, “before you take away the use of my legs.” He tugged her hand. “Stand up.”

She obeyed, coming to legs which were surprisingly weak. She watched as he grabbed a bar of soap off a nearby shelf and lathered both hands. Setting the bar down, he reached between her thighs and guided one leg on top of the bench. Feeling a rush of lust overcome her senses, she had to grab one thick shoulder for support.

First, he teased her by starting at an ankle and massaging the soap into her skin. He worked up slowly, massaging her leg until he came to the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh. His fingertips grazed the outer edge of one pussy lip before he pulled away.

She growled in frustration.

“Easy,” he laughed. “Now switch legs.”

Grinding her teeth, she obeyed, switching legs and grabbing his other shoulder for support.

He lathered his hands again and worked with the same deliberate skill for minutes that seemed to stretch like hours. Finally, he reached the apex of her thighs, only to pull away.

“Don’t stop!” she begged.

He smiled, but didn’t say a word. Grabbing the soap again, his wicked eyes bore into her, an even more devilish smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. Without taking his gaze from hers, he set the bar of soap down, both large hands reaching for her cunt.

Tremors of anticipation coursed through her body, attacking every blood vessel, every nerve in her swollen pussy lips.

His soft hands stroked the outer edges of her tender flesh, and she whimpered with need. She wanted his fingers on her, deep within her. The tip of his finger found her sensitive nub, and her body roiled with pleasure. The silky soft barrier of the soap caused his fingers to slip and slide across her folds. She closed her eye lids, unable to breathe, unable to focus on anything but her quaking flesh.

One finger traced lazy circles on the inner edge of her swollen cavern, and she thought she would die. Until he moved down, his silky touch tugged and slipped across a ripe piece of flesh that bulged from her core. Unable to harness her body’s reaction, she screamed while arching her back. He seized on her vulnerability by rubbing one soapy hand across a hardened breast, then the other. He pinched and pulled her nipples, while his fingers teased and flicked her aching bud.

Celeste felt her climax approaching, and she bucked her hips against him, driven by the aching need of fulfillment.

“Don’t stop, Seth! Oh, please make me come,” she begged.

He pulled away, her breasts, her pussy, ached for his touch. Frustrated, and near the point of anger, she pounded her fists on the tiles. “Please, Seth, don’t stop. Please don’t do this.”

“You really need to learn patience,” he chuckled.

He stood, and pulling the shower head off its cradle, he stretched the nozzle toward her spread legs. “Let me clean this soap out. I need to lick you.”

“You
need
to?”

“You aren’t the only one with needs, my angel.”

The pulsating water struck her core, tickling and teasing her nerves. Rolling her head, she moaned in satisfaction.

He pulled the spray away, washing away the soap with his hands. “No freebies. You are going to come with me buried inside you.” He let go of the nozzle, and it dangled on its hose, a spray of water shot across her feet before it angled in the other direction. “Now, where were we?” he chuckled, low and seductive.

Before she could respond, his face was buried inside her pussy, both large hands splayed across her breasts, squeezing and pinching without mercy.

“Oh,” she cried, reveling in the sensation of his large, powerful tongue thrusting in and out of her aching cavern. He tickled and explored her inner walls, pulling out quickly to nip and tug at her swollen nub. Her nipples ached and throbbed as he pinched them with merciless torment. She could feel her climax building again, with more painful intensity than before. She closed her eyes, lifting her legs higher, willing the climax to possess her.

Then, to her dismay, Seth pulled away. Her protest was muffled by lips that seized hers. She tasted the salty fluids from her cunt as his hungry tongue pounded her mouth. He grabbed her bottom, hoisting her body until her back was pressed against the tile wall and her legs were wrapped around his waist. With one sharp thrust his hard cock was buried inside her, filling the ache inside her empty cavern. He drove in deeper, harder, fucking her slick cavern with brutal strokes.

This time her orgasm wouldn’t wait. It claimed her with such carnal force, that she bit into his hard shoulder, crying and screaming into his flesh. He showed no mercy, pumping his cock in her faster, intensifying each powerful wave of ecstasy that squeezed and bucked against his hard erection. She felt the flood of his release a moment later, his hips jerking as his cum spurted into the depths of her pussy.

He held her propped against the wall for several moments, resting his chin on the top of her head. Celeste savored the tiny tremors in her pussy while listening to Seth’s slow, heavy breaths. No college boy would have the strength to still be holding her—not that a boy would have lasted past the blowjob.

Seth slowly released her as his soft penis slid out of her slick folds. After he set her back on the bench, she was overwhelmed by his smile. Genuine, unaffected gratitude that reached the soft creases in his eyes.

“Thank you,” he whispered while planting a kiss on her forehead. “I’ll let you finish your shower.” He winked, casting a teasing grin before rinsing off his flaccid penis and then stepping out of the sliding door.

Releasing a satisfied sigh, she forced herself to stand. She could make out his virile body through the glass doors as he dried himself with brisk movements.

Where does he get the energy?
She wondered, not knowing how her over-sated body could withstand hiking in the woods. Celeste tried to keep her legs steady while lathering them with soap. Maybe they could stay inside for a bit longer, just until she recovered her strength.