She sat back at that, biting her lip, as he tossed the dress onto the coffee table.
“Kildar,” she said, uncertainly.
“Shhhh,” Mike replied. She was wearing light blue bikini panties and a matching front-opening bra, and nylons supported by a garter belt. The panties had been put on outside the garter; he presumed she’d had help in dressing from Anastasia. “Now’s not the time for words.”
He started over, holding her gently and kissing, then slid his tongue down her throat as she lay back and writhed under his hands. He slid his hand up and down her sides as he kissed and licked on her neck, getting a mouthful of perfume in the process that he ignored. He also had to spit out some hair, but that was a small price to pay. She had a lovely body, young and taut and firm. He slid his tongue down onto her chest, then reached up and opened up the bra. This time she didn’t stiffen, just moaned and arched as he took one of her nipples in his mouth while gently tickling the other.
He slid his left hand away from the nipple and up behind her head, then slowly lowered her onto the couch, sliding his right hand down her side and along her leg as he continued to nuzzle at her luscious breasts. They were very firm, just fully swelled out and not even starting to sag. He could feel himself getting aroused and firmly told himself to calm down. The wonderful part about it was that he could take her any way that he wished. He owned her; she had no recourse but to do his will. It was a heady feeling of absolute power that he had to carefully control.
He slid his right hand under her ass as he nuzzled at her and slid the panties down, gently. She did stiffen at that, clamping her knees together. That excited him enough he couldn’t help yanking them down between her clamped knees, then sliding his hand up between her legs, roughly, sliding a leg over to spread them and then slipping a finger into her warmness.
She started to draw back at that but he pinned her in place with his weight and forced his finger into her, rubbing gently. She moaned and writhed to get away but he pressed her down, continuing to nuzzle at her breasts and neck, slipping his tongue down onto the juncture of her neck and shoulder and pressing in hard. He could feel a wave of goose bumps cover her arms and stomach and she began to moisten as he gently manipulated her.
He still didn’t take her, continuing to stroke her with tongue and finger, slowly spreading her legs as she loosened up under his expert touch. Finally, she arched and gasped, letting out a squeak of surprise as much as pleasure as she orgasmed.
He quickly pulled his pants off at that, spreading her wide and taking her as she was still shuddering. She was tight as hell and he had to work to get in but she let out a shriek of combined pleasure and pain as her hymen broke, rocking into him as he took her. He didn’t worry about her pleasure, now, simply stroking hard. But he held back as well as he could, giving her a good, hard, long fucking for her first time until she was shrieking with pleasure and bucking under him. Then he came into her, hard, pinning her down and biting into her shoulder muscles to keep from shouting himself.
“Oh, Kildar,” Klavdiya said, crying, as she wrapped her arms and legs around him. “That was…”
“There aren’t words, love,” Mike said, gently, stroking at her face.
“Oooh,” she moaned as he slid out of her.
He’d planned for that as well, and picked up a cloth from the table, sliding it between her legs gently.
“Are you hurt?” he asked.
“It hurt a little,” she said. “But not so much. I must go clean up, Anastasia told me how.”
“Meet me in the bedroom if you will,” Mike said.
When she was gone he cleaned up the small amount of mess and wiped himself down, then went to the bedroom. He pulled the covers partially down, got undressed and was waiting for her when she came in. She was looking nervous again.
“Come on,” Mike said, holding up the covers. “We’re not even close to done, yet.”
“Yes, Kildar,” the girl said, uncertainly. She was still wearing her stockings and high-heels. She started to take them off but Mike gestured for her to stop.
“Leave them on,” Mike said, grinning. “They’re cute.”
“Yes, Kildar,” she said, uncertainly, but hopped into bed anyway.
“Now to show you the other ways you can please me,” Mike said.
“I am told one,” she said, smiling shyly. “Can I try?”
“Go ahead,” Mike said, his brow furrowing.
The girl bent over and slid her head under the covers, one shoe-clad foot sticking out as she started giving him head, the foot waving back and forth thoughtfully as she worked.
She’d clearly been instructed in giving blowjobs by Anastasia, and Mike wondered if he should audit some of the “special” courses the harem manager was giving. She took him slowly at first, licking his dick like an ice-cream cone and getting it extended before she took him in her mouth. Once it was in she began working her head up and down, going faster and faster and sucking hard. At one point she went all the way down, taking him in the back of her throat and swallowing but that caused her to choke so she backed off and continued with her stroking.
Finally, Mike couldn’t take it anymore; he reached down and pulled her back up on the bed and onto him. He lifted her legs to straddle his body and then inserted with her on top of him. She was quite moist; apparently giving head had excited her but it was still a struggle; the girl was still tight as hell. She bounced on him, working her hips and biting her lip as her fingers dug into his pectorals painfully.
“Oh, yes!” she said. “Oh, Kildar! OH GOD!”
As she came Mike rolled her over and slammed her, pinning her hands over her head to keep her from scratching any worse and pile-driving her as she screamed in ecstasy. He dug his elbows into the top of her shoulders to pin her in place against his thrusts and pounded for all he was worth until he came again.
“Kildar,” she said as he rolled her onto his shoulder to cuddle. “I have never been with another man, but I cannot imagine it being better.”
“Different men are… different,” Mike said, sliding in to make contact with as much skin as possible. “Some are better than others. I pay attention and I care, it helps. Are you still okay?”
“I am sore,” Klavdiya said. “But when you are in me, I don’t care. But… I’m tired,” she added, yawning.
“They call orgasm ‘nature’s tranquilizer,’ ” Mike said, smiling. “The problem with most men is they go to sleep right after they get theirs and they don’t give the woman hers first.”
“You don’t go to sleep?” the girl said, sleepily, with another yawn.
“I’m a SEAL,” Mike said, grinning. “We’re supermen, hadn’t you heard?”
Mike listened to her breathing for a bit and then yawned.
“But I could sleep,” he admitted, drifting off.
He woke up in the middle of the night and as he felt the warm bundle against him, he was instantly fully awake. He thought about it for a second and then just pulled her over and spread her legs and took her.
It was hard getting in; she was dry and tight. As she woke up she struggled a bit but he clamped his hand over her mouth and forced it into her tight slot with a grunt of effort. He pinned her hands again, keeping his hand over her mouth, and simply took her, hard. He could see her eyes by the light from the window, wide and frightened, and it excited him tremendously.
“I’m taking you,” he said, roughly. “I can take you any time I want. And I’m going to. I’m going to take you, again and again, whether you want it or not.”