Coursing Through My Veins

Chapter One

The impossible shape of her breasts stole my eye, and I could no longer look away. Her soft, long hand pressed against my chest, commanding my beating heart. She let her hand slither up along my chest, across my collarbone and onto my neck, the folds of her fingerprints kissing each cell of my skin as it gracefully brushed by. Then, her fingers gently touched and stroked the side of my next, caressing the skin over my carotid artery, as if she were playing with the blood vessel itself. She might as well have been.

Then her fingers traveled to my chin, where she lifted my gaze from her breast up to her silver eyes, clearer and brighter than the most beautiful jewel to have ever been worn on a king's crown. In that moment, we locked eyes, we locked souls. Our two hearts beat as one. Lying naked beneath her, feeling the warmth of her pubic mound nestled against my fully erect penis, I was completely open to her. I was hers, and she was mine.

"Are you ready?" she asked, her voice low, soft, confident, smooth, like liquid metal. With nothing but a breath, I nodded. From the nightstand, she produced a small red velvet box, not unlike a jewelry box. Slowly, she opened it, and took out what looked like a thin sheet of red plastic. I took it between my fingers. It was smooth, almost gelatinous. She took a second one from the box, and set it back on the nightstand. We looked into each other's eyes once more, gently holding our little red squares between our fingertips. "I love you," she softly proclaimed.

"I love you, too," I whispered. With her free hand, she clutched mine, and laced our fingers together, palms pressed warmly against each other. In perfect sync, we opened our mouths, and placed the little red squares on our tongues, then closed our mouths.

It tasted of strawberries. Perhaps that of a warm, viscous fluid that was the liquid essence of a strawberry. I let it melt, then closed my eyes, and swallowed. In my mind, I was suddenly taken to a field. A vast, endless field under an impossibly blue sky, perfectly white clouds softer than a dream, and before me, rows of strawberry bushes hundreds of millions of miles long. My pulse began to quicken. My heart thumped harder.

I opened my eyes, and when I laid my gaze upon my Noemi once more, I became overwhelmed by a sensation of pure magnetism. Unbreakable attraction to her body, fueled by unending love and bottomless lust. My heart was about to explode.

She took a sharp breath, her silver eyes flooded with the hunger of a shark, and she smothered her face onto my lips. I embraced her for a passionate series of sloppy, unashamed kisses. Although "kisses" is perhaps too graceful of a word. Our wet lips slathered against each other's mouths and cheeks, our tongues wrestling the other's. There are no words in the English language to properly express the intimate drive that was between us in that moment. We couldn't even come up for air.

Her hands seemed to grow a mind of their own, and they began crawling, exploring, conquering my body with no obvious rhyme or rhythm. They stroked and caressed all parts of my arms, hands, nipples, face, hair, body...

Somehow, she ripped herself away from my lips, and began to rear up. Her face lowered to my cock, harder than it's ever been before. Had the lights been on, I would not have been surprised if it turned purple. I could hear with perfectly clarity the parting of her lips, and the lapping of her serpentine tongue. With no hesitation, she ran her whole tongue from the base of my cock to the leaking tip. My cock had never throbbed so hard in my life. She then began massaging the tip expertly with her tongue; I couldn't help but close my eyes again and lie my head back.

My mind had flown somewhere else, this time to the bottom of the ocean, where I was celebrated by the sea creatures. Fish danced around my head, octopuses and starfish crawled happily on my limbs. Coral tubes made music as ocean currents flowed through them. Then I opened my eyes, and watched as Noemi took the full length of my cock into her mouth and down her throat. The sensation of her oral muscles lubricated by her saliva had sent flying stars throughout my nervous system. This Saltchian, this perfect lover, whom I loved with more than my heart, had loved me too, enough to wrap her mouth around my dick for the sake of pleasing me. I had to return the favor.

Awkwardly, I tried to rotate to get underneath her, but I got tangled by the blankets. She knew what to do, however. Without removing her mouth, she swung her legs and body over my head, and lowered her glistening, throbbing pussy. With somehow more passion than when we kissed, I began lapping and slurping at her cunt like a starved dog. Unlike that of human vaginal secretions, pussy juice from a Saltchian had a unique flavor of mint and spice. The taste of her inhuman pussy saturated my tongue, and my entire mouth salivated like never before. The further I drove my tongue, the stronger she tasted. I pushed my tongue as far as I could, smashing my face against her entire pubic region. Her pussy seemed like an endless cave of diamonds. Then, I withdrew to take a breath, and pressed my tongue against her clit, which, also unlike human anatomy, was not at the crest of her labia, but rather just beneath the pubic mound. It was coarse, and hard like a flexed muscle. Her pussy contracted in my face once my tongue pressed against her clit, pushing out a flood of grool. She moaned, or rather exclaimed, and almost choked on my cock. In my mind, I pictured us as two stars orbiting each other in space, dancing in circles for billions of years.

Suddenly, my head thrashed itself backwards, and I took in a sharp inhale. I was thrust back to this planet, and began to feel an increasing strength within my body. My eyes widened, and my teeth began to grind together. In a swift motion, I threw myself on top of Noemi, and held her down by her shoulders against the bed. "No more love making," I said, an animalistic growl in my voice. "I'm going to fuck you."

Without waiting for a reply, I jammed my dick inside her. She yelped like a small dog, her pussy contracting even harder as I entered her. Her cunt, tight yet slippery, welcomed me like a forest welcomes the rain. I snaked my way inside her as deep as I could. Her nails dug into my skin, leaving marks that were sure to remain for days. She tried to scream in pleasure, but she had run out of breath. She didn't breathe again until I began to back out of her pussy, then slammed back in. What quickly followed was a rhythm between my thrusts and her breathing, two humps to inhale, one hump to moan. Goosebumps raged across our skin like fur on a frightened cat. Her massive tits beneath me swayed and bounced like ocean waves. Energy brewed within me, increasing like a particle approaching light speed.

"I'm gonna fuck a baby into you." My state of mind was far from clear. The words and mumbles that now flowed from my mouth were not the product of thought. By the way Noemi was screaming, it was clear that she wasn't capable of coherent thought either. We were drunk on our own passion. "Yeah? You want that? You want me to fuck a baby into you?" She shouted in approval.

The pressure was rising. It was becoming too much. My entire body tensed up. Her pussy started rhythmically contracting against my cock, milking it. An explosion of a star. A guttural howl poured from my chest. Pulses of love flowed through me into her. I didn't know how long I was cumming inside of her. I didn't have the strength to pull out of her after I came. Instead, my body collapsed onto hers. We were beyond drenched in sweat, and our bodies immediately began to cool. My breathing slowed, my heart calmed down. And the world began to slip away.

In that moment, I felt a connection so profound, I no longer believed that she and I were two separate beings.