Tess Awakening (19 page)

Tess jolted. “A paraphrase from the
Perfumed Garden
, no?”

“Yes, my love; a most inspiring book.”

Amir continued to touch her body, exploring
every curve. “My love, tonight I want to find out what I need to do
to give you sublime pleasure.”

He touched the soft flesh between her thighs,
admiring her beautiful folds. Placing his hands on her buttocks, he
drew her closer. Tess parted her legs slightly. He moved his head
lower and gently parted her petals with his fingers. She shivered
when he started to use his tongue to lick her little nub.

Tess moaned and arched her body. His tongue
circled her clit, over and over, expertly intensifying her delight.
Tess was succumbing, losing control. She suddenly told him to stop.
He raised his head. “What’s wrong, my love?”

“I want to do something different.” She
grabbed her robe beside the bed and retrieved a vibrator from the
pocket.

Amir looked at the device, astonished. His
ability to please a woman with his tongue was legendary, and yet
she prefers a mere toy to his passionate administrations?

“Am I not pleasing you?”

“You will please me more if we do it my way.”
She shoved him on his back. No woman had ever done that to him. She
grabbed his swollen penis and started to lick the head while slowly
massaging the hard shaft. She kept doing it until Amir almost lost
it. Tess stopped and got on her back.

“I want to use the vibrator while you play
with yourself.”

“Tess, you can’t possibly prefer a mechanical
device to a living, breathing man.”

“It has nothing to do with you. Watching you
play with your dick turns me on.”

Amir was flabbergasted, but he wanted Tess
too much not to do what she wanted. He started to move his fingers
from the head of his penis to the base.

“Keep doing that,” Tess insisted. “I want to
see your cock up in the air. It excites me.”

She then turned on the vibrator shaped like a
penis, laid back and started to move the vibrating implement along
her labia. Throughout, she watched Amir stroke his hard instrument.
Amir tried to say something, but Tess almost screamed. “Keep doing
that!”

Amir complied. Pleasuring themselves side by
side in silence, Tess intensely kept looking at Amir’s shaft, his
fingers massaging it.

She moved the vibrator slightly on the labia,
stimulating her clitoris. Amir tried to comprehend what was
happening. A woman had never controlled him, and yet now he
succumbed to her commands. He watched her manipulate the buzzing
artificial cock, stimulating the outside of her pussy. He stole a
look longingly at her firm breasts and the hard nipples. She arched
her back and raised her mons higher. She continued watching him
manipulating his cock. He was careful not to unduly stimulate
himself.

Tess suddenly moaned, throbbing with an
orgasm. The spasms continued for thirty seconds while she bucked
her pelvis into the air. She finally stopped and made her next
demand. “Amir, I want you in me. Come inside me now.” She parted
her legs. Amir eagerly moved in. Tess seized his shaft, dipped the
head on the surface of her pussy, and guided him inside her. Amir
slid into a delicious pool of warm wetness. He could not control
himself anymore. He started thrusting, feeling the strong, inner
recesses of an exceptionally fit woman. Rather than relaxing to let
him satisfy her, she was now using her muscles to move with
him.

Tess felt Amir’s battering ram thrusting and
gyrating in her and responded by bucking against him until she
burst out with a shattering orgasm. Amir continued to thrust inside
her in unison with her convulsions, sensing the sides of her vagina
applying pressure against him. He exploded in her body, screaming
in pleasure.

He remained on top of her, with her legs
wrapped around him. She still felt his maleness inhabiting her.
Amir kissed her, seemingly spent with passion. Not for long; Tess
squeezed her strong abdominal walls around his shaft, causing him
to harden again. She still did not want him to dominate her. Nobody
controlled her.

“Ok, Great Sultan, do you have more for me or
are you spent like an ordinary man?”

“My Sultana, I have not yet had my fill of
you.”

Amir got on his knees, grabbed Tess by her
back and sat her on his thighs against his newly restored erection.
He lifted her to meet his shaft and teased her by moving the head
of his penis around her labia. Tess felt a need for more and
wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him.

Amir thrust into her, eliciting a gasp. Tess
felt him deeply in her insides, stirring her passion again. Amir
moved his hands on her hips and started to move her pelvis against
him, slowly at first, and then faster. Tess felt invaded again by a
battering ram. She began to move with him, arching her back until
she had another intense climax.

She fell into his arms. Amir gently laid her
down, still breathing hard. He remained inside her, kissing her
breasts, inhaling the scent of a woman well loved.

Tess opened her eyes. “You didn’t come.”

Amir smiled. “I am not yet done with you, my
love.”

“You still want to conquer me.”

“No, I want you love you so that you will
never want another man.”

“A tall order.”

“Let’s see.”

Amir turned her on her stomach and kissed her
neck. He kissed her behind the ears while moving his hands to
caress her back and beautiful butt cheeks. He then raised her up to
her knees and started to massage her labia. He wet his finger and
began to spread the liquid in her anus. Tess tried to move away.
“No! I don’t want to do that!

“Why not, my love? This is wonderful. Let me
show you.”

“No. Take my pussy from behind.”

Amir grabbed her hips and inserted himself
into her vagina. Tess gasped, lowered her head down onto the bed,
leaving her rear up in the air. Amir started pumping slowly, and
then gradually accelerated, steadily rousing her back to desire.
Tess moaned, sensing his big shaft deep into her until she climaxed
again. She started to cry, not knowing why.

Amir withdrew, placed her on her back and
gave her a gentle kiss. “Why cry, Tess; aren’t I giving you
pleasure?”

“Yes, you have Amir. But you haven’t
satisfied yourself. Are you still trying to control me?”

“I just want to love you as well as I can. I
need to come inside you again.”

He placed himself between her legs, spread
her legs over his arms, moved inside her and slowly had his own
release.

They both fell asleep, but not for long. Amir
started to touch Tess between her legs until he felt the moisture
dripping. He parted her legs, but Tess stopped him. “Haven’t you
had enough?”

“Not nearly enough, my dear. You are mine for
the night.”

“Okay, Superman. Get on your back.”

Amir wanted to enjoy Tess on her back but
wisely agreed to let her do what she wanted. She mounted him,
sinking into him slowly, inch by inch, holding her firm thighs
around his hips to keep him steady. She then leaned back upon her
arms and began to ride him, building excitement. Her head flung
back, her eyes closed, her lips opened. Amir moved his hips up,
meeting her every thrust, thrilling at her moans. He reached up
and, gripping her full breasts, began to hold them as she moved on
him. Suddenly, she cried and fell down upon him, spent.

Amir marveled at feeling an intensely
passionate woman on top of him. She more than met his expectations.
He touched her back and cheeks, gently kneading firm muscles under
marvelously soft skin.

He moved her on her back, spread her legs and
inserted himself into her body. Tess gasped. “I am tired. Do what
you want.”

“Yes, my princess, I will do what I want, but
not alone.” He started to move, with slow strokes. He spread her
legs until her feet were up to her shoulders, using his forearms to
hold her calves up. He increased his excitement by watching her
open legs framing her pubis and labia, elevated, welcoming his
steadily thrusting shaft.

Tess now just resigned to submit to Amir and
be done with it. Amir had her locked in a vise, his cock pushing
deeper into her. He now exulted, reverting to his desire for
domination. He had his prey impaled, and this time she will
succumb, helpless while he rotated his hips, rubbing her clit. He
braced himself on one arm and slipped the other hand under her back
to lift her, bringing his lips to her breast. Sucking the swollen
nipple, he steadily moved, implacably slow, deep and sure inside
her.

Tess felt like a prisoner, tied down,
enduring her master’s manipulation. She resolved not to respond,
but Amir was steadily mounting his attack, eager to finally conquer
her. With every thrust, he invaded her mouth with his tongue. Tess
felt increasingly unable to resist. Amir was steadily breaking her
defenses, forcing her to respond to him. He relentlessly ravaged
her, causing her internal muscles to spasm until another strong
orgasm gripped her, raging through her body, tearing the breath
from her lungs. He never stopped stroking deep inside her, over and
over until she peaked again, her pleasure more intense, even more
exhilarating.

Amir was pleased, reveling in his stamina and
performance and all the things a man took pride in. He continued to
drive into her, hearing her cries, feeling her tighten with
pleasure around his cock. She was delirious. He had accomplished
what he wanted.

He let her legs down but stayed inside her.
Tess, overwhelmed, sobbed, not even her tears being hers. Amir
licked her face, savoring the salty evidence of his triumph.

Tess, beyond exhausted, fell asleep. Amir
looked down, slowly watching his still hard manhood slowly withdraw
from her body, a splendid erotic vision. He was not entirely
satisfied, but he needed to conserve his resources.

Amir rose from the bed and put his robe on,
lovingly looking at Tess sleeping. The courtesans that trained him
as a young boy gave him a priceless insight. When making love to a
woman, it’s the journey that counts. A man derives the most
pleasure from the gradual process of leading a woman to experience
ecstasy. The real reward and delight for a man is to worship a
woman’s body, savoring her skin, invading her mouth with his
tongue, slowly rousing her loins so they ache for him. Even when he
finally immerses himself into her open and welcoming body, a man
should rejoice in giving her spasms of delight. Only after she is
fully satisfied, he can achieve his own final, glorious
fulfillment.

***

Amir poured himself a Cognac and left the
room, glass in hand.

He walked to the security room where a bank
of monitors enabled the guards to police the grounds. The
surveillance equipment was also designed to monitor interior
chambers and had turn-off switches installed in locations when the
owners were present.

Fadime was sitting at the console, wearing
only a light negligee, playing high definition surveillance tapes
in color.

Amir walked behind her and affectionately
kissed her on the side of her neck.

Fadime cocked her head to allow Amir’s
nuzzle. “Hello, Amir. You did well.”

Amir raised Fadime to her feet and kissed her
passionately.

She put her hand around his neck and savored
the taste of his tongue. “I love the smell of sex. Do you want to
see what we have?”

Amir touched her breasts longingly and then
sat down with a sigh. Fadime started to play some of the scenes
that she had recorded.

Amir smiled when he saw himself turn a naked
Tess onto her belly. The scene displayed her leaning forward and
resting on her arms, back arched, her bottom raised while Amir was
taking his pleasure.

Another scene had Tess crying out, but the
sound she made was not one of pain. It was of pleasure conveyed by
his shaft thrusting into her body.

Fadime nodded with approval, admiring her
brother’s skill; he knew how to wield his weapon well. She kissed
him ardently, took his hand and led him to a comfortable cot. Amir
put his arms around her, kissed her again and seized her breasts.
He then parted her nightgown.

“Yes.” Fadime laid down, her lips inflamed
with desire. “Take me, brother. Take me properly. I need to feel
you inside me.”

Amir lay down between her legs and kissed her
on her belly. Fadime reacted in anger. “Brother, I have been
watching you conquering another woman all night, all the time
wishing you were doing that to me. It’s time. I am not you sister
now. I am your whore! Take me now.”

Amir growled like an animal as he plunged
inside Fadime. She moaned, accepting his incursion eagerly. She
raised her hips to meet her brother’s forceful thrusts that were
becoming more insistent and rapid, penetrating her deeply. “Please!
Please!” Amir’s stabs became faster and fiercer. His hands moved
back again to her hips as he drove deeper and deeper into her
burning body. Then suddenly they cried out in unison, their mutual
rapture attained.

Amir continued to kiss his sister and to move
inside her body. The final taboo of incest discarded, their mutual
wish had been fulfilled.

Fadime finally asked her brother; “What are
you going to do with the videos?” Amir kissed her once more and
resumed thrusting into her body.

“I don’t know. They might be useful in the
future” For now I intend to marry Tess.

Fadime smiled coquettishly, enjoying her
brother’s persistent incursion. “Delicious.”

Chapter 28

Tess woke up in the morning feeling as if
she had experienced a head-on collision with a freight train. She
was sore all over, and her arms and legs felt like she had run a
marathon.

She called for breakfast in her room,
showered and started to pack her small suitcase.