He kissed me back, pulling my body on top of his. His lips pressed against mine, hot and soft. His hands stroked from the top of my back all the way down to my butt. Then he moved one hand up again.

  I had been with one man before, we dated for a few weeks around a year earlier. His name was Ymie, and he was a young fisherman from the isnd. It had been fun, but nothing serious. That was when I had purchased the pregnancy prevention potion from Ana Abya. Now I knew how to make the potion myself.

  I moved out of the kiss and took a moment just to look at Jarion. He was so gorgeous I could barely believe it.

  “Ria,” he murmured, his voice soft and passionate. “That was lovely.”

  I kissed him again. This time I opened my mouth and our tongues pyed together. I moved my body down, and found his hardness between my legs. I started grinding on it through our clothes.

  He moved softly and grabbed my butt, guiding me to keep grinding on him. His other hand stroked my breast over the dress. I moaned. I was getting very turned on, I could feel myself getting wetter with every movement.

  Slowly, his hand started pulling my dress up, stroking the side of my body as it dragged the dress over my head. Then I was completely naked on top of him, although he was still fully clothed. I chuckled.

  “I guess there wasn’t much point in you looking away while I bathed.”

  “I guess not,” he grinned.

  I kissed him again. He grabbed my breast and rubbed my nipple, making it hard under his finger. I started fidgeting at the buttons on his vest and shirt, trying to get them open. He helped me do it and together we pulled the shirt up over his head.

  His body was taut, strong, pale with bck chest hair. I ran my fingers over it, admiring the contrast between my brown skin and his pale skin. Then I leaned down to kiss him again. Now our chests were pressed together, our skin touching all the way down. He ran his hand down my back. He broke the kiss.

  “Sit on my face,” he whispered.

  “What?” I murmured.

  “Sit on my face,” he whispered again.

  “Like just sit on it?”

  He ughed, and moved my hips up over his body, helping me walk there on my knees. Then he moved himself a little lower in the bed, pcing his head under my vagina.

  “Move a little lower now.”

  I did as he told me, moving my body down so that my vulva was on his lips. He started to lick me. At first it just felt a little strange. It tickled.

  “What are you doing?” I ughed.

  “Just wait,” he said, and kept licking.

  It started to feel better and better, each lick making me more excited for the next. I felt tense, my vagina clenching more and more as he licked me. One of his hands held my hips, while the other moved between my legs, and slowly he pushed a finger inside. He moved it slowly in and out as he licked me. The movement was infuriatingly good, not enough to really feel much, but just enough to tease my nerves inside my vagina. Then he moved another finger in, and slowly started to rub the wall in the direction of my belly.

  His fingers rubbed up against the sensitive spot inside me as his tongue kept licking at my clit. It felt so amazing, and I slowly started to clench harder on his fingers. I moaned and leaned forward, grabbing onto the bed’s headboard. The tension was building, the pleasure was coming in waves, stronger and stronger with each lick. Finally it boiled over into an orgasm. I released a loud moan, almost a scream, as the final crashing wave of pleasure filled my body and senses. I felt my vagina clenching hard on Jarion’s fingers, pressing them against each other.

  He moved his mouth off me.

  “Was that good?” he murmured.

  “Yeees,” I gave a long, drawn out moan.

  “That’s good.”

  He moved me off his face and on to the bed. He sat up.

  “What are you doing?” I asked. “You don’t want anything for yourself?”

  “Of course,” he chuckled. “I was just going to get this.”

  He got a little pouch and pulled something out of it. It was a strange, white floppy thing. It looked like shedded snake skin.

  “What is that?” I asked.

  It looked pretty gross.

  “We’re going to use it so that you don’t get pregnant,” he said.

  “Oh that’s fine I…”

  I remembered that the potion was actually a type of magic. I probably shouldn’t tell anyone about it.

  “I can’t get pregnant.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.”

  “Well it’s good for tonight,” I said cheerfully.

  “I guess so,” he said. “If you’re sure.”

  I nodded.

  He kissed me again, his hot lips pressing against mine. He undid the fastening on his pants and started stroking himself. He shimmied off the pants and moved me to lie down on the bed. He moved his hands on my inner thighs, spreading my legs apart, then he positioned himself.

  “Are you ready?” he asked.

  “Yes,” I moaned.

  He pushed inside.

  I hadn’t really seen his penis, so it was a surprise just how big it was. I stretched open rapidly and my nails dug into his shoulders as he pushed in. I gasped.

  He paused.

  “Oh, sorry,” he chuckled. “Was that too quick?”

  I nodded.

  “I’ll be more careful.”

  He looked me in the eyes as he pushed again, this time more slowly. It felt very intense, but it didn’t hurt. Finally it was inside. He kissed me. Then he started to move. He did it very slowly at first, no doubt afraid to hurt me again.

  He filled and stretched me so intensely that I could barely feel anything else. His hand went over my breasts again, rubbing my nipples, as he moved inside me. Then he started to move faster. As I got used to him inside me the pleasure started to build up again. He kept going, moving in a quick rhythm, pushing the tip of his penis against the good spot inside me again and again.

  I grabbed on to his arms, which were tense as he held himself above me. They were thick and hard. I pressed my fingers in to them. Now he was pounding into me, and I was moaning louder and louder. I hoped I wasn’t keeping the other people at the inn awake.

  Soon I couldn’t think about anything except the intense feeling of his dick hitting inside me, as I started to tense up again. My muscles contracted around him, as he kept thrusting, and then I came again. This time I yelled, expending all the energy left in my body into a powerful feeling of ecstasy. I saw white for a second, and the pleasure in my body continued in waves as he kept thrusting inside me, a little more slowly.

  “You still didn’t come?” I mumbled.

  “Not yet,” he whispered in my ear. “Let me have you from behind as well.”

  I nodded, and he pulled out of me and helped me move on to my elbows and knees. I was trembling.

  He grabbed my hips and pushed himself inside me again. He started intensely from the back, quick from the first moment. He pounded me, pulling me back on to him as he thrust inside. First he had done what I needed, now he was doing what he wanted. He moaned, pushing in harder hard and fast. It was almost too much, but I grabbed the pillow in front of me and held my breath.

  Then I felt his hot come fill me. He pounded in, again and again and filled me more and more. Finally he was done, and pulled out of me. The liquid was dripping down the back of my thigh.

  He stood up and got a handkerchief we could wipe ourselves with. I y on my back, and wiped myself. Then he wiped himself and y down beside me. He pulled me to lie with my head on his chest, wrapped his arms around me and kissed me on the forehead.

  “That was incredible, Ria.”

  It was strange to hear the false name come out at such a moment.

  “You were incredible,” I replied.

  He stroked my back until I fell asleep.