When I felt he was ready, I circled my hand around his girth and slowly stroked him up and then back down.
“Gah!” His hips bucked forward.
“Is this ok? Does this feel good?”
“Very good,” he rasped.
I checked in with him again. “Should I continue?”
“Please,” he breathed.
My hand went up and down Tarak’s long, girthy cock slowly at first, until he relaxed against me and started to moan with pleasure. Then I sped up my movements at a gradual pace. Tarak’s moans had turned louder and I loved hearing how consumed he was in the moment, in the feeling of my hand on his shaft. I was losing myself in the moment too. I was havingfun, but more than that I was sharing a very tender, vulnerable moment with a male I had just met but already felt so close to.
I sped up my movements again until Tarak’s breathing grew heavy.
“Still feel good?”
Tarak didn’t speak this time. He only nodded his head.
I kissed the back of his neck, causing him to shudder.
“Gab-bae,” he breathed.
I flicked my thumb over the large purple mushroom head of his cock and he gasped.
“Again,” he begged, and I was happy to oblige.
His hips bucked this time and I held back a delighted giggle. His pleasure was my pleasure and my heart felt so full of joy I was on the edge of bursting.
“Ok, I’m going to go faster now. Is that ok?”
Tarak
“Yes,” I said through gritted teeth. Gab-bae had pleasured me slowly, giving me the time I needed to adjust to each new sensation. But now my body hummed with anticipation. Every stroke of her hand sent a new torrent of pleasure coursing through my body.
Gab-bae kissed my back again and the tender care that was filled with each of her reassuring kisses cemented the knowledgein my heart that Gab-bae was special. I would always consider her mine even if she never chose to claim me. There would be no other for me. From the moment I’d seen her in the forest facing down the boar I’d felt as if a missing piece of me had been found and locked back into place.
Gab-bae’s touch on my chest and my cock may feel new, but it also felt right, it felt comfortable, as if we’d done this many times before in many lifetimes.
“Here I go,” she warned me and the steady pace of her hand quickened and a garbled sound escaped from my throat.
My whole world narrowed down to Gab-bae’s hand on my cock, stroking me, caressing me, introducing me to a pleasure I’d never known.
Her wrist twisted at the head of my cock and my hips bucked into her hand as I moaned. I had the strong urge to thrust, but I kept still. I did not want to interrupt Gab-bae’s touch on my cock.
She twisted her wrist again and I let out a grunt. Sweat formed on my brow and my balls grew heavy.
Just when I thought Gab-bae had shown me all there was to this act of intimacy, she placed her other hand at the base of my tail and stroked me there with the same speed that she was stroking my shaft.
“Gab-bae!” I shouted her name like a prayer, a plea for mercy, and an offering of thanks all at once and my entire body grew tight. My claws scraped the floor and my breathing turned to heavy panting. Pleasure pulsed through every limb and muscle, but even though I wanted this to last forever there was an urgent need for something else, for a release.
“It’s ok, Tarak. You can let go,” Gab-bae assured me. She had led me this far. I would trust her to take me to the end.
I let go. I shouted her name as a storm of pleasure swept through my body, tearing apart every muscle and limb with awarm sensation of bliss. I tried to memorize the feeling, but I couldn’t even describe it to myself. It was all the goddess’s blessings being poured over me at once. It was a breaking of the body and a renewal at the same time. It was a destruction on a grand scale, for I had been destroyed. There will be no other for me. Gab-bae had given me a gift that would scar my soul. I would remember her hand on my chest and her kisses on my back for the rest of my days. I would fall asleep to the memory of her whispers of assurance in my ear. I would spend every waking moment longing for this female and cherishing every smile she gave me, and I would thank the goddess for the torture of being in Gab-bae’s prescense even if I could not touch her. For her presence alone was a blessing I’d never thought I’d receive.
My seed stopped spilling from my loins and my heavy breathing evened out. Once I came back to myself I saw Gab-bae in front of me with a bashful smile on her face. She was radiant. She was a bright moon on a dark night leading me home when I thought all was lost.
I cleaned myself with a cloth from my satchel and cupped Gabby’s cheek in my hand. I looked at her with awe inspired wonder. How was it that out of all the planets in the universe this female had crashed on mine? How did I come to be so lucky as to find her?
