Wandering Warrior

Round 3

    The sun was at its peak when Ryu bent his head and very gently placed his lips against hers. He was still holding her hand to his chest, her fingers were splayed along the muscles. He was tense and moved like a man unsure of his ground. She could feel the slight trembling in his palm.

    Her lips tilted upwards as he pulled away from her, his cheeks bright red. He avoided her eyes and bent his head downward to the side. She very slowly reached forward and placed her free hand against the towel at his waist. He turned an even darker red, closed his eyes and adjusted so that she could pull on it without any effort. He'd placed both his hands on his knees again.

    His erection stood tall amidst the dark hair. There was a bead of moisture at the tip that made her smile. With her one hand against his chest, she moved closer and touched the tip of his penis with a finger. He gasped and straightened, his back arching uncontrollably.

    She repeated the action and looked up at him with a seductive smile to her lips. His eyes were clenched closed and he had his head turned to the side. His face was beet red, a couple drops of sweat beaded on his forehead close to his hairline. She found his reaction to her touch cute and couldn't help herself as she teased him some more.

    Her fingers wrapped around the purple head of his dick, applying gentle pressure. He gasped and his back arched again as her thumb circled the flared head, using his precum as lubricant. She released his cock and backed away from him deliberately. His body was twitching everywhere, a sheen of perspiration glistened across his skin.

    Ryu opened his eyes to find her on her back, leaning on her elbows, her legs bent with her knees up. He was blushing still while she spread her legs. One of her hands snaked down her body until it hovered just above her mons. His black eyes focused on her fingers as she spread her nether lips. "I told you to worship at my altar," she reminded him, her index stroking a circle around her clit slowly, "Show me your devotion, Ryu."

    He whimpered. That was the best way to describe the noise he emitted as he stared at her moving fingers. He licked his lips and she moaned as he lowered himself between her legs. His rough fingers were trembling as they touched her calves and slowly traveled up her legs to her thighs. She parted her legs even more as he moved closer, stretching out on his stomach.

    She moved her fingers away from her pussy when he lowered his head. The first touch of his tongue against her core was tentative and gentle. He used the tip of his tongue to circle her pearl cautiously. His hands moved from her thighs to her knees and she moaned as he spread her wider beneath him, lifting her legs up and folding her almost in half.

    "Like this," she cooed, her hand finding its way back to her pussy. He pulled his mouth away as her fingers parted her vulva. She ran her index against her clit harder and circled it again. He watched for a moment, learning how she wanted him to lick her. He was not disappointed with her noises when he returned his mouth to her core.

    She keened and both her hands buried themselves in his short hair. He applied more pressure to her clit, and used his tongue like she had asked. Circling her pearl with tighter, harder circles. Her muscles tensed beneath his hands and he groaned against her as she arched against his mouth. She was trying to grind her pelvis but he prevented her.

    Her orgasm when it came was powerful and she screamed his name. He was still lapping at her pussy when her body went lax in his hands, her limbs trembling with aftershocks. She moaned and he hesitantly stopped his ministrations. He went back to sitting on his knees in between her legs. He was still blushing, but there was a very faint smile on his lips as he looked down at her.

    She held her arms out and smiled as he slowly crawled over her until his face was above hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his wide waist. He was looking down at her with an almost glazed look, supporting most of his weight on his forearms.

    They remained like this for a few seconds before she realized he was actually letting her take the lead. Her smile widened and she released his neck so that she could reach in between their bodies to guide him into her folds. He made some strangled noises when she grabbed his shaft and poised him at her entrance, rubbing the head against her entrance to lubricate it.

    She pulled on his penis, and he took over, pushing inside cautiously with his hips. She moaned and returned her arms to his neck. He was rocking into her gently, keeping the pace slow and steady. He grunted every time he bottomed out, the head of his cock kissing her womb. She could tell by his clenching muscles he wasn't going to last long, nor was she for that matter.

    And then it happened. Something that she hadn't expected and didn't completely understand. He burst into a purple, blue fire except it wasn't hurting her, and he didn't seem to notice it either. She closed her eyes and arched into him, her pussy was milking him now. His heart was hammering against her breasts, and she groaned. His movements were getting more frantic with every push. The fire surrounding him intensified and she started feeling a burning heat in her abdomen where his cock was now pounding against her. Her orgasm was building up, stronger and harder, the pressure becoming almost unbearable until she exploded.

    He'd made a sound that sounded close to the grunts he'd done while he had been training, and froze over her, his eyes clenching closed as the fire engulfed both him and her fully. He'd buried his cock as deep as it could go and he'd been unable to stop his ejaculation when it came. She screamed his name, her muscles locked around him and she squirted all over him with her juices. Blessing him as it were.

    Her eyes fluttered as her limbs collapsed, her power almost completely drained. He was still frozen over her, his body tensed and soaked, his dick pulsating inside her. The flames had vanished but when he opened his eyes look down at her in amazement she could see something there that hadn't been there before, a different kind strength.

    She smiled at him, her face relaxed, her eyes closing of their own volition. They were still joined and she was loathe to separate from him. She told him so when he gently pulled out of her depths. He blushed, but said nothing as he grabbed his towel and made for the water. She was almost asleep when he returned, the towel wet.

    She moaned as he spread her legs and began washing her privates soothingly. He was gentle in his ministrations, and when he was done he grabbed his canvas sack and arranged it so that she could lay her head on it like a pillow. She smiled at him sleepily as he arranged the top of his karate gi over her like a blanket. it had warmed nicely in the sunlight.

    Her eyes were closed, and she hovered on the edge of sleep. She who had never slept a day in her life. She had no need for sleep... her thoughts were a jumbled of confusion, and she half expected him to lay beside her. She waited in this semi conscious state, for him to come to her.

    He didn't. She eventually drifted off to the noises he made while training.