“Braden, I thought that you would never ask.” I felt completely at the mercy of a man that had brought the woman into me too many times to count last night. I could still feel this heat between us, something that was easily making it a lot more difficult to be in his presence without doing something about it. “Just remember, we only have an hour.”
“You don’t have to remind me.” He pulled my pants down and I stepped out from the garment. I was biting my tongue and then he turned me and his face was now not more than a couple of inches away from my panty covered mound. I wanted to grab him by the back of the head and push his tongue inside me, but I didn’t wanna be too presumptuous.
“Damn, Shana, you certainly do know how to make a good first impression. You take my breath away.” He grazed his hands on either side of my thighs and I felt this sensation of euphoria. I gasped out loud and he must have taken that as a sign that I wanted him to continue his exploration. “Just seeing you like this has made me hard in my armor.”
I still couldn’t get over that the material was like a very skintight leotard. However, if you were to touch it, it was hard as steel. It moved like it was alive and I could see the outline of his cock, as clear as day. There was no way that I could allow him to go to the try out looking like that. I would have to alleviate him of that big problem.
My fingertips felt along the cod piece, until I found the hidden switch and flicked it with my finger. It came loose and his manhood was now giving a firm salute to the sky. The knob was flared and I could tell that he must’ve been thinking about me and not in a platonic way.
“Shana, I don’t think you know this, but it’s not ladylike to expose a man from his armor. I’m not complaining. I’ve already learned that you are unpredictable at the best of times.” I took his cock and I wiped it back and forth with the wet center of my panties. I could see that he was leaving a telltale stain of his own in combination to my own juices. It was soaking through the material.
I had a firm hold on him. When I moved my hand up over the head, I would find a slick feel that made it easier for me to continue this hand job.
He was not one to be left out, so he reached out and began to play lightly over my panties. The feel of his digit working its way along the edges of the leg was amazing. It was like he was starting something and basically he was rubbing two sticks together to see if he could get a spark.
“I think it’s about time that I do this.” I fell onto my knees in worship to his love muscle. I took it into my mouth and I started to use all sorts of different tricks to get his attention. He was soon moaning and trying his best to stay still. It was going to be difficult, because I was very good at this type of sexual act. I had been perfecting it since I was a teenager and I knew exactly what buttons to push to send him over the edge. It wasn’t the finish line that I was after. It was the endurance and the journey toward the finish line. I enjoyed putting a man through a certain sexual torture and pleasure at the same time. I didn’t have any complaints and most often than not those that were fortunate enough to be in my bed had the desire to be there again. It’s just that I wasn’t ready for commitment and decided that playing the field was more to my liking.
“I don’t know where you learned to do something like that, but that is not ladylike either.” I wasn’t sure if he was referring to the blow job or the feel of my tongue now licking his balls with his cock now firmly entrenched within my throat. I stayed completely still and let him enjoy the feelings that I was giving him. It was my pleasure and it gave me a unique thrill to hold him in my tight mouth and know that he was at my mercy. If I wanted to, I could finish him off, but I could also leave him wanting more. Maybe there was a way to have both at the same time.
He was holding onto a branch above him and was now moving his hips, almost in an unconscious fashion. I was leaving a sheen of spit along his length and I could feel that long vein in back throbbing incessantly. It was pulsing with its own life and the knob began to swell, giving me every reason to believe that he was going to lose it.
“Shana… I can’t even tell you how that feels.” I was almost certain that this world had not been introduced to the art of fellatio. He must have thought that it was something that I had picked up from the other side of the land of Markham.
I knew how sensitive the top of the head was and I concentrated my efforts on swiping my tongue back and forth and around it. This brought forth more of that creamy tang. The taste lingered on my tongue, painting the surface like I would if I was holding a brush to a canvas. I took it out of my mouth and moved it across my lips like it was my own personal lipstick. That sticky substance clung to my lips. I licked them clean and prepared to go after more from the source.
I had my hand down the waistband of my panties. If I thought that I was soaked before, then stroking my little clit and moving one of my fingers deep inside was only compounding the issue. I began to moan and the vibration was now being translated along his shaft.
“What’s happening?” What was happening was that he was going to lose his nut and had no idea that this was even possible by a woman’s mouth. “Jesus…stop…please…don’t…yes…YESSSSSSSSSSS.” His seed was delicious and there was no bitter aftertaste. It was creamy and it must’ve been a byproduct of what he ate on a daily basis.
Each spurt filled my mouth. I let it hit the back of my throat, but go no further. I continued to jerk him with quick easy strokes, until he finally came to the end of his climax. I also knew that a man’s cock would be extra sensitive after such an explosive discharge. I wasn’t about to pass up that opportunity. I wasn’t sure if it was going to work on him, but there was only one way to find out.
I grabbed his love stick and pulled it back to my lips, only to feel him jerking and trying his best to pull away from me. He moaned incoherently and his legs were shaking something fierce. I finally let him go, but it was with reluctance and regret that we didn’t have more time to take this down into the stream.
My mouth was full and I let it stay there, savoring all of it, until finally I let it slide all the way down. It was a nice way to start a morning. He looked at me incredulously. He backed away like I was some sort of witch.
“I don’t even know what to say after something like that. I think it might be best that you keep what we just did here to ourselves. People would not understand. I’m not saying that we’re not going to do that again, because it felt too damn good not to.” I stood and I put on that dress, using my own fingernails to make certain alterations. The slit that I made up the side was only visible if I moved the right way. I didn’t have to do anything to the bodice, because it was pushing up everything in just the right way.
I thought of something that would complement the outfit. I grabbed the leather vest and put it on over the dress. I knew that he was going to say something, but then he decided that it was in his best interest to keep his mouth shut. I guess since I was wearing a dress, he didn’t see a reason to argue over a small thing like a leather vest.
Chapter seven
“I don’t know about you, Braden, but this silence is deafening. I know that is not something that you’re used to, but it is where I come from. You keep looking at me like I’m some kind of mirage or aberration. I can assure you that I’m right here with you and that you’re not losing your mind.” I had my hands around him and we were close to the black castle. We were behind several other Dragos and we were waiting to be entered into the halls of the black castle.
“I don’t know how that could be normal where you come from, Shana. That was unbelievable and I can’t stop smiling.” It was weird seeing his reaction to having a girl go down on him like that. It was almost like I was seeing it through a virgin’ s eyes. I suppose technically, he was a virgin to blow jobs. I think that I had just shown him something that he was never going to forget. I smiled, cinching my fingers a little tighter around his waist. I don’t know why, but it gave me a sense of joy to give him that experience.
I wondered what other sexual acts he had not tried. It was going to be interesting to see just how far I could corrupt his mind and his body. I doubted that I was going to have to do much convincing. “I still can’t believe that you’ve never done that before. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s cute and I can’t stop smiling about the fact that it was your first. It was not only your first, but I gave you your first. By the way, it’s called a blow job.” I could see him mouth the words from over his shoulder.
“That makes no sense and there was no blowing involved.” Now that I think about it, I suppose he was right. There was more sucking than anything else. I guess the term really didn’t make much sense if you thought about it. “We’re going to have to come up with a better name for it than that. Right off the top of my head, I would say something involving suction.” I really didn’t care what he called it, just as long as I was able to do it again, as often as I would like.
“It really doesn’t matter what we call it. I can see your reaction to what I did and I now know that even though you thought it was strange, you would do it again and again and again.”
“Are you kidding me? If I were to tell this to anybody, they’d think that I had lost my marbles. However, if they were to experience it for themselves, I think that it would be like a secret that nobody could keep to themselves. I want to scream it to the world, but I’m not stupid enough to make a spectacle of myself.” That was pretty ironic, considering that he was wearing red armor. I would say that he stuck out like a sore thumb, but it was not my place to say anything.
“I have no problem keeping this to ourselves. I just think it’s a damn shame that nobody knows about it.” For an alien society, they were able to show pleasure with their mouths to the women, but the women weren’t able to mimic that same thing. I wondered how many closet cases there were out there. It was not only considered taboo, but it was practically nonexistent. I was curious and looked around at all these people and wondered who else had been in the position that he was in a few minutes ago.
“I’m glad to hear you say that. I’m also glad that you were amenable to wearing a dress. I know that you’re not comfortable and you look like it’s choking you to death.” The bodice was tight and it was giving an ample show of bosom to anybody that wanted to look. The strings were tied all the way down. It would be interesting to see him try to get it off me. To watch him tear into me like I was a present on Christmas Eve was going to be something to see and feel.
We were moving at a snail’s pace and I didn’t see anybody interacting with anybody else. They were keeping to themselves.
When we got up to the end of the line, there was a guard in black armor. His helmet was on and you could only see the whites of his eyes. “State your business.”
“I’m here for the tryouts to become one of the guardsmen.” At that statement, he looked Braden up and down. He made this scoffing sound, like he wasn’t worthy of wearing the black armor. “I’ve been training for three years.” I didn’t realize that this was his last opportunity. If he didn’t succeed now, he would be relegated to living off the land.
“I don’t suppose you have ever thought that there was a reason why it has taken you three times. Maybe it’s because that you just don’t have what it takes.” If I were on the other side of the Dragos, I would’ve smacked the taste out of this man’s mouth. He was being rude and maybe he was told to put down the prospects. Maybe he was doing it because he didn’t want to lose his own position within the elite. Whatever the reason, he was making Braden feel insecure and I had to do something to lift him up into the light.
We moved through the gate and heard the slight snicker from behind. I put my hand on Braden’s shoulder. He turned to see what I had to say. “Don’t listen to him and I’ve seen you kill that thing in the garden. I couldn’t call it a snake, because I really didn’t know what it was called. “You acted with efficiency and if you can do that during the tournament, then you’ll walk out of there with your hand raised in triumph.”
“It’s nice of you to say that, but maybe he’s right. You’d think that after the first two times that I would give up, but that is not how I was raised. I was told that whenever we got knocked down, we dusted ourselves off and got back on the Dragos.” That was not the saying that I remember, but it was close enough.
“I don’t want you to give that man any credence. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about. He doesn’t see you the way that I do. I don’t want you to think of yourself as a failure. Think of it, as two practice runs for the real thing. You’re ready and I don’t want you to think that you’re not. You have the eye of the tiger.”
“What is this…tiger that you speak of?”
“Um, it doesn’t matter. It just means that you are ready for whatever they throw at you. Your instincts are honed and you’re destined to take your place with the elite. If his opinion really means that much to you, then prove him wrong. Prove them all wrong and show them the man that I know you can be. You are a warrior and nobody is going to be able to stand up to you.” The slump in his shoulders that I had seen after the guardsmen had gotten through with belittling him had now strengthened to a new resolve.
“I think that having you in my life has given me more fire in my belly. Courage is not given freely, it’s earned and I think I’ve done that and more. I don’t think you know this, but I volunteered to fight alongside the guardsmen when I was only 18. There was a raid coming and they needed every able bodied person that they could find. I was happy to do my duty, even though I was injured.” I had seen the scar on his left bicep, but I didn’t ask him about it.
“We have time and I would like to hear about it.” I was giving him the green light to speak of past glories. I’ve heard that warriors of the past had a duty to themselves and others to pass down their legacy. Braden had no son and his stories had fallen on deaf ears. He wanted an audience and now he had an audience of one. I could see that he was missing that moment of complete awe in everybody’s eyes, as he told his story. If they were to believe him, then warriors of the guardsmen had fallen, while he stood tall over everybody. If that was their history, then they really would want to sweep it underneath the rug. They couldn’t allow him to speak these lies, even if they were the god honest truths.
“It was pretty tame, until that one day that we were ambushed. Everybody around me was slaughtered and I fought valiantly with blood dripping from my hands. I was stabbed in the arm, but I was able to fight on through the pain. After the battle had come to its inevitable conclusion, I was the only one left standing. The guardsmen had been slain, but every time that I told that story, they made it sound like I was making it up.
“I can see in your eyes that it happened and for them to ridicule you, only means that they couldn’t believe that the guardsmen would go down like that. You take too much for granted, Braden. It shouldn’t matter what others think. You know the truth. There’s no reason to be better than anybody, but yourself. Take that lesson with you into this tournament and it will serve you well.” I was beginning to talk like them.
“You are good for me. My wife was for me. That is until that fateful day.” Her death had struck him hard and she was haunting him to this very day. Even from the grave, she still had a deep effect in his life. I didn’t want to compete with her and I didn’t think I had to. I wasn’t anything like her and I prided myself on my originality. I was not and nor would I ever be a damsel in distress.
Everybody was gathered in the main arena and then Lord Vadam stood on a parapet overlooking the festivities. “I want to welcome you to the 22nd annual Festival of Dragos. May your aim be true and may there be fire in your belly. Let us begin with introductions and then we will start with the flying of the arrow.” There was a hush across the crowd.
“I don’t like this, Shana. They are mixing things up and usually the flying of the arrow is the last of the festival. It is the most harrowing and for them to place it at the first
, only means that they are looking for the best of the best. It would also mean that there is something coming. They want to find that raw talent.”
Introductions were made and then the two warriors that were chosen at random stood on either side of the arena with bow and arrows. The bow was a gleaming silver alloy and the arrow was made of pure white hot energy.
“As your Lord and master, I am ready to commence with the flag being unfurled.” Everybody looked skyward and this black and white flag with a blue flame in the center was raised. People stood and cheered wildly. There was not one person that was left sitting. I was overwhelmed and felt like I had to do something. I decided something of great importance and most likely Braden would never forgive me. I’d gotten caught up in all of this and for some reason it compelled me to stand and take a step away from Braden.
Before they could start, I pushed aside from Braden, even though he was trying to reach out to me. “Where are you going? Come back here.” I wasn’t listening and before long, I was standing in the middle of these two would be gladiators. They looked perplexed with seeing me out there. They turned toward Lord Vadam shrugging their shoulders. The crowd was aghast and they also turned towards Lord Vadam for guidance.
“I would like to be a part of this festival and become one of the guardsmen.” You could hear a pin drop and then laughter ensued from the parapet.
“You are a woman and you should know your place and stand by your man. This is no place for you. This is blasphemy and is punishable by death.” Two of the guardsmen in black armor appeared right beside me.” You have a warning to step aside young lady. If you do not, then I will be forced to make a drastic decision on behalf of my people.”
“I’m not going anywhere.” He motioned to the guardsmen and they raised their hands, until they turned into five electrical looking whips. They were now hanging from all of their fingers. People were standing waiting to see my punishment and even Braden was looking on in terror.
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