Under the Oak Tree - A Sip of Momentary Grace

Act XI - Something New

Maximilian didn't even know where she was when she came to her senses. She looked up at the man who brought her to a height of pleasure she didn't know existed.

Nothing was holding her back now... She wanted to swallow him whole and make him feel just as good, if not better.

Max slowly rose from the bed and clasped his chiseled face in her hands. He looked deep into her eyes with breathless wonder.

"Maxi... how did that feel?" He swept strands of hair from her face, still flushed from pleasure. She struggled to form coherent words to respond to him.

"Was it good?" Riftan asked. "Did I make you feel good?"

She nodded shyly and a small smile bloomed on her lips. He relaxed his shoulders as though a weight was lifted and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"...Riftan too..." She said in a small voice.

"Hm?"

"I-I want to... taste.... Ri-Riftan too."

"Wait...what?" It was Riftan who was stumbling on his words now.

"To make you feel good too..." She looked at him teasingly.

"Do you know what you're saying?"

Riftan wore an indescribable expression on his face with his forehead wrinkled, and his mouth tense. Max leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Oh... Maxi... Are you sure? Don't force yourself."

"I want to try... I-I want to make Riftan feel g-good for his birthday."

He was completely enamoured by the boldness of her words and his entire body stiffened. Riftan sat up against the headboard of the bed, stretching out his long and muscular legs. Max nestled herself in between and placed her fingers on the bronze skin of his tightly woven torso, illuminated by the dim candlelight glow. She moved her lips to his cheeks as her hands explored his abdomen, tracing the hard lines on his hot skin.

Riftan slowly guided her wandering hand down to his hardness and winced at the initial touch of her heated palm as if he was scorched by hot iron. His lips parted slightly and his jaw was clenched. She gripped his base and stroked his length slowly, earning herself a satisfied groan. She glanced at his face, distorted by desire, and drank in the sight of her trembling husband. His brows furrowed tightly and he almost looked like he was in pain, but showed no indication of stopping her activity. Her hesitation was replaced by fascination as she watched Riftan's dark eyes narrow then roll back into his head.

Taking this opportunity to push a little further, she positioned herself comfortably and dipped her head to give his tip a gentle lick with the point of her tongue. She moved lower, lapping up the length of his thick shaft from every side. She closed her lips around his bulbous head, sucking delicately. He tasted warm and mild, intriguing Max's curiosity, and his arousal grew as she fit more of him into her mouth.

She swirled her tongue in circles, feeling his hands running through her hair, gently urging her forward.

"So good... You are doing so well..."

Max felt tears cloud her vision as she struggled to accommodate his size. She paced herself and rhythmically moved her head up and down, enjoying the throbbing of his flesh as a reward. He was fully erect now and saliva dribbled down his shaft onto her chin.

"Yes... Maxi... just like that." He moaned as he felt her tongue flicking back and forth, stroking the underside of his length. She breathed deeply and made sloppy sounds as she continued to suck desperately on his flesh. Her cheeks hollowed as her tongue danced intimately across his skin. It was as though she was possessed by the desire to pleasure him.

How does she know how to do this?

Riftan could not believe his eyes. It was an incredible sight. His innocent lady was in between his thighs, accepting him with her mouth so willingly.

"Oh heavens... you look amazing like this." He muttered feverishly and wiped the beads of sweat off his forehead.

Hearing this, Max's ears reddened and her eyes locked onto his heady gaze.

"Yes... keep looking at me with those crystal eyes." Riftan began gently thrusting and felt her throat open up. He brushed the hair from the sides of her face, giving it a gentle pull, as he held her head steady with his hands.

He groaned loudly and shuddered as he felt himself meet the back of her throat. There was a look of pure ecstasy on her face as the heavy weight of his member pressed against her tongue.

She had no idea how she was able to fit all of him inside of her mouth, let alone her unspoken place that throbbed with anticipation.

Riftan's ragged breaths weren't enough to satisfy her.

I want him to lose control... I want all of him.

Max wrapped both her hands around his girth, twisting with the natural movement of his skin, as she continued to suck greedily with her hot, wet mouth. He inhaled sharply and pressed his forehead against his hand like a dizzy man in heat.

"Maxi... Maxi... Oh, what you do to me..." Riftan's legs tightened as he continued calling out her name, falling into a dream.

He let out a long and drawn moan as thick ropes exploded into her mouth and down her aching throat. She carefully took him out of her mouth and Max felt a deep sense of accomplishment.

"I wish... it was my birthday everyday." He whispered in between breaths.