As Aeyli’s nipples began to show evidence of her milk glistening at the tips, I very tenderly licked and caressed them with my lips, tasting the sweet nectar. Shortly afterward, I heard her breathe in quickly and I felt her first small orgasm rock her body. I restrained myself and only licked and sipped very lightly at her nipples, not wanting to rush either of us by drinking deeply from them.
Each time my fingers brush her lower parts, Aeyli would moan a bit and involuntarily push her hips upward, trying to make better contact with the objects of her arousal. I began to linger there, gently stroking with my right hand playing between her legs. My fingers slid along the slit and over and around the folds of her outer lips, occasionally testing the entry to her vagina. She was wet and more than ready, and eager enough, but I wanted to take our time and continued to move slowly. As I entered her fully with my middle finger, I felt her squeeze and convulse around it.
I raised my lips from her breast and said, “Beloved, I want you to do to me what I’ve been doing to you. Use your lips and tongue on me, slowly and gently. Take your time. Make love last.”
Aeyli smiled and I rolled onto my back as she put her head down into my crotch. She took the head of my penis tenderly between her lips and kissed slowly, but soon she was bobbing up and down quickly, bringing herself close to orgasm orally.
I said, “Hush, slow down. Here, I’ll set the pace for you,” and I reached between her legs and slowly rubbed her slit. “Like this” I said and I moved very slowly around her sex. I whispered, “Slowly.”
Aeyli slowed her movements. Every time she got to enthusiastic, I removed my fingers and she tried to push against them…and then slowed back down and I would touch her again. In a little while I had two fingers stroking in and out slowly while Aeyli had periodic climaxes that squeezed hard against them.
I lifted her hips up over my head and sat her on her knees, with my mouth between her thighs. She didn’t seem to notice as she was now completely engrossed in sucking my cock. I began kissing and licking at her pussy and she groaned and pushed back against me. Soon, she was climaxing every minute or so. With each one, she pressed against my mouth and screamed, my penis still in her mouth. In between orgasms she sucked me hard and lashed my shaft with her tongue.
I wouldn’t last much longer. I said, “Wow, that’s wonderful. Turn around now and get on top of me.”
I helped pull her off. I’m not sure that she would have done it without coaxing. Then I turned her around to face me and sit on top of me. I had her sit upright and lowered her down onto my hard erection. It felt amazing; hot, wet, and tight. I felt every movement as she climaxed again.
I said, “Now slowly, up and down,” and I lifted her up and then set her slowly down again. I kept my hands on her hips to guide her pace for a few minutes, but now I was more than ready. I said, “Fast, go fast and hard!” and she didn’t need to be told twice. Aeyli bounced up and down on my pole as fast as she could go. Occasionally she stopped as she pressed hard down against my hips and experienced yet another orgasm. The next time she did that, I grabbed her hips and held her firmly down while I had my own climax, pumping my juices up into her as her pussy squeezed me firmly and spasmed around me.
Aeyli sat on top of me, gently stirring her crotch on mine while the aftershocks of our lovemaking subsided. I think she probably had two or three more small ones after I finished mine. When she was done, she bent down and lay on top of me and I held her.
She whispered, “Um, beloved, I’m still pretty heavy. You teased my milk into my breasts, but you didn’t really take it from me. Would you like to feed from me before we’re done?”
In fact, Aeyli’s breasts had leaked quite a bit during our time together. Each orgasm was accompanied by a dribble of the sweet juices forcing itself out over her splendid globes. I smiled and told her that I would be more than happy to, and raising herself up, but keeping my still firm penis inside herself, she offered me her wonderful tits. I drank deeply and, naturally, it had the expected effect on both of us and we each climaxed again several minutes later.
“Is that better?” I asked.
She laughed and said, “Better than what? It was wonderful. But going so slow is different, and very nice. But every other way you have ever taken me has been just as nice. Was it better for you?”
I said, “I am glad that you think so, and I feel the same way. Every time is very wonderful. What I meant was, are your breasts more comfortable now?” I guess that even with the precision of the language, some small misunderstandings are still possible. Or maybe our brains just weren’t working at full capacity yet.
She said, “Oh. Yes. Much. Thank you. Mark, you really know how to make a girl feel good about her choice for a mate! And you’re still hard!” and she wiggled her hips, moving me about inside her vagina.
I said, “You and your milk have that effect on me. Um, shall we go one more time?” I couldn’t believe it was possible, but like I said, the milk was better than any drug ever created on Earth by far.
She squealed and said, “OK! Put me on the bottom this time. And none of that slow stuff! I want it hot and horny!”
We rolled over together and she pulled me hard against her with her legs around my waist. I didn’t hesitate this time, but just went for it, thrusting fast and hard. Aeyli started screaming in pleasure almost immediately. It took me a little long, having just performed twice already, but given her enthusiasm to cheer me on, it didn’t take too long. At the end, I roared loudly and we climaxed together one more time.
Finally, I slid out of her and we rested side by side on our backs holding hands. We lay there for several minutes, catching our breath. We had probably been together for about an hour by that time. We decided that we had better get up and catch the others before they got even farther ahead of us.
We hopped up and started running. We’d left our belts on the cart because everyone had stayed naked today, so we didn’t have to get dressed first. The girls were nowhere in sight, so I had Aeyli climb onto my back and I started to run. We covered the ground quickly and in about ten minutes we could see the girls far off in the distance.
A few minutes later, we watched as the others disappeared over the top of the rise that we had been climbing all morning. It took another 20 minutes or so to catch up to them. When we stopped, Aeyli climbed down and everyone greeted us.
Sashar said, “Aeyli, I know what you and our fine prince were doing, but how much did he do it?”
Aeyli blushed slightly and said, “What do you mean? And, never mind that. Anyway, we were talking, and making love, and when we get to Nobrus, and back at home in Tranna, we decided that we need to set up three bedrooms. One will have the big bed where we can all sleep together, one will be Mark’s room where he can invite us to spend the night alone with him, and one will be for other times when we sleep together. We all enjoy our times alone with Mark, and our times all together. This will let us all have special alone time with him. How does that sound?”
“That sounds really nice! Oh, thank you!”
“But we still sleep all together in the big bed sometimes right? And even make love all together?”
I said, “Of course! I want to!”
“OK, good. But, yes, some special times alone will be good.”
“So, when we aren’t with Mark in his room, or all together, what about then?”
“Well, the rest of us can all sleep together in the big bed.”
“Or, some in one bed and some in another, in case Mark walks in his sleep and spends the night in two beds.”
“Or three!”
“But, we never sleep alone. Never,” said Alexia.
“No, not alone! If I can’t be with Mark, I want to be with my sisters!”
“Right, but sometimes, maybe two of us will wait together for him to come to us.”
“And if he doesn’t come that night, that will be OK. Everyone gets their time.”
“Right, but…Aeyli, how many times did you ha
ve today? I was just curious.”
Aeyli said, “Oh, you girls! OK, Mark filled me three times in a row and it was really, really nice.”
Sashar said, “Three! Well, that explains why you’ve been leaking!”
Aeyli said, “Leaking? What do you mean?”
Sashar glanced down between Aeyli’s legs, and sure enough, you could spot the dried evidence of our passion stuck to her inner thigh.
Aeyli looked down and felt her thigh and smiled and started to brush it away.
Sashar cried out, “Wait! Stop! Um, I mean, um, is it still good?”
Aeyli stopped and looked at her, puzzled.
I said, “Sashar, you mean that you want to taste it?”
Sashar said, “Well, um, if it’s OK. It seems like a bit of a shame to waste it. But, also, well…”
I said, “Sashar, do you want to taste Aeyli too? I do that and I like it a lot. Um, well when you girls suck on me, you always make sure that I’m clean afterward, and I like to clean up your juices, so, do you want to clean up Aeyli for me?”
Sashar shifted her weight from foot to foot shyly and looked up at me and nodded very slightly and said, “Um, I don’t know. I just…it’s a shame it waste it and um,…I am kind of curious and she does need to be cleaned up.”
I said, “Aeyli, how do you feel about that?”
Aeyli paused and said, “Well, it would be nice to be clean…and I guess if it was one of the other girls, I guess that I might want to get anything that leaked out too. I guess that we could try it. I guess that I might want to do that if he was leaking out of you.”
I said, “OK. Aeyli, come here.”
I sat on the ground and had her sit in my lap with her legs spread. I motioned Sashar to get down in front of her and Sashar got on her knees and bent her head down to Aeyli’s thigh. Sashar’s position, her head between Aeyli’s legs and her rear end in the air gave me ideas, but I stayed where I was and filed it away for future possibilities.
Sashar looked up tentatively and I nodded at her, and she delicately stuck out her tongue and licked the dried semen from Aeyli’s leg.
I said, “How is it?”
Sashar answered, “It’s nice,” and she licked up the rest carefully.
I said, “Do her pussy too.”
Sashar didn’t hesitate. Aeyli spread her legs even more and Sashar licked directly over her slit and then probed deeply with her tongue, seeing if she could find more semen within the opening. She finished a few seconds later. She wasn’t making love to Aeyli, just cleaning her up and licking up my juices.
I said to Aeyli, “Well, how was that?”
She said, “It was nice. Not like when you do it, that’s very different! This isn’t like that. But it felt kind of good…and it was nice…um, I felt like Sashar loved me, but not like you do. I think if we want to do that for each other for cleaning up after sex it will be nice.”
Sashar said, “It was nice. And it tasted good, just like you said, and you taste good too, but not like Mark. It doesn’t make me feel…well, I guess it does make me want Mark to make love with me. I think it would be a nice thing to do while he makes love to us. Like, if he has one of us and then we cleanup for him while he does the one who is cleaning, or something like that. So, thank you.”
Aeyli said, “Yeah, thank you. It’s a good idea. I would never want to go anywhere in public leaking.”
Belle said, “OK, so from now on if Mark ejaculates inside us, then we clean each other and don’t let any of it go to waste? Is that right?”
I said, “Um, it’s new. Let’s wait and see how it works out. We don’t need to decide anything right now.”
I didn’t think that homosexuality was common, or even known on Barsoom, and I didn’t want to encourage it, but among the family, between mates, maybe a little contact was OK. It didn’t seem like the girls considered it sexual in the same way that it was with me.
Aeyli said, “But, it’s OK with me. If it’s me, and one of you wants to do it, you can.”
I asked, “But is it different than when I lick you?”
She said, “Oh yes! When you do it, I get really excited and, well, if it had been you, I would have an orgasm. I would never feel that way if one of the girls did it. It was nice, but kissing you is very different than kissing them. I felt like Sashar loved me, just like if we hugged each other - but with you, it’s different!”
Sashar said, “Like if we were out of food, since we’re all mates, I would want all of you to feed at my breast, but it wouldn’t be sexual for me. But if Mark sucked it from me and then fed you from his mouth, I would climax over and over. Just thinking about him at my breast makes me weak!”
By this time, we had stood up and were preparing to walk again.
We will end the first book of Mark Jensen’s adventures here. If you read on, it’s up to you.
The story continues in the next volume. Mark and the princesses find Nobrus and have some decisions to make. Mark has a new life in Barsoom, but he’s only been here a few days and there’s a lot left to discover. And because everything is different since the Fall of Time, the girls don’t know what to expect either. Alexia wanted to go away into the wilderness. Will she find what she’s looking for?
If you’re still reading my story, that was your choice. It was a lot of reading when all that really needed to be said is summed up like this:
1. Search for adventure.
2. Pay attention to local customs.
3. Treat a princess like a princess and she’ll be a princess.
4. Work hard to overcome insanity that so many take for granted.
If you choose to read on, I hope you enjoy it. I’m going to keep writing the story, whether you read it or not.
END OF BOOK ONE
Marilyn Foxworthy lives a peaceful life studying classical mindfulness, practical philosophy, and martial arts. A prolific writer of fantasy and adventure in the style of the twentieth century pulp writers of the ‘Golden Age’ of fiction, she enjoys what she calls ‘Tom Swift for Adults’. Often blatantly erotic, her epic stories appeal to the adolescent parts of us that still enjoy a good vicarious adventure liberally sprinkled with interludes of boisterous romping in the hay.
Ms. Foxworthy describes her writing process this way: “I never know what’s going to happen. The characters tell me their stories and I write them down the way I hear them. A character comes to me and sits down for coffee and starts talking. I’m as surprised as anyone by what they tell me. If I like the story, I publish it. If you like the story, you read it.”
Series by Marilyn Foxworthy (without giving away too many spoilers):
• The Shrine Maidens of Barsoom. The “Red Planet” of John Carter’s stories is real, but not quite the way we were told. The great white apes are real, and the princesses really are naked, but a lot of the details a hundred years later are different.
• The Guardian Maidens of Sturgil's Mark. Ronin is a novice Adventurer Monk out to kill some monsters and make a name for himself. The elven girls who join him don’t like wearing armor very much, but overall they’re a great team. Monsters beware. We’re coming to kick down doors and take the loot.
• The Girls on the Hill. They aren't really fairies. They're just the girls who work at the particular resort that Robby Jensen enjoys vacationing at. And this time he finds out that most of the female the staff have a crush on him. And the robots are terrible scamps. It starts with a drowning girl in the river - and Robby just happens to be there in a canoe to rescue her.
• The Nogud Legacy. What if you wake up on a road with no idea who you are? The place seems medieval, but is it the future, or the past? The population is low and good men are at a premium. A smart guy like Joshua knows how to make a new life, even if he can’t figure out how he got here or what the rules are at first. And what's with these girls in the hoods and tunics?
• The Sea Nymphs. Robby is established now and wants to share his good fortune with his older brother Tom. Tom a
djusts to Robby’s lifestyle quickly. He has his own way of doing things, but he’s Robby’s brother for sure.
If you don’t see all of these series in the store yet, they’re coming soon.
If you would like to keep in touch, hear about new releases, or anything else, you can find the contact information or the Amazon author page for Marilyn Foxworthy.
And if you enjoyed the book, please do leave a review on Amazon or GoodReads.com.
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