Chapter 12

I found it odd that Benthe followed me into the windmill, lighting another large candle for light. I lit the one I used for some light in my room. She followed me up the stairs, into my room, and closed the door.

She came to me, touching my head and slightly lifting the bandage covering my wound. “Hoe voelt je hoofd?”

“How does your head feel?”

I seemed to understand what she was asking. “My head feels okay, a little headache, thank you,” I said, touching it. “Bedankt, thank you. That about the only Dutch I know that won’t get my face slapped. She looked at me strangely that I said something in Dutch.

“Je hebt je leven op het spel gezet om het leven van mijn man te redden. Ik schaam me er niet voor om mezelf aan je aan te bieden als mijn dank”

“You risked your life to save my husband’s life. I feel no shame in offering myself to you as my thank you.”

The glow of the candle cast a warm light over Benthe as she began to untie her bodice. She fumbled with the laces, obviously nervous. I went to her, continuing to undo her bodice. I could feel her rubbing my crotch as each button unfastened, revealed more and more of her full breasts.

“Ik wil de mooie neukbeurt ervaren die je Lana hebt gegeven.”

“I want to experience the beautiful fuck that you gave Lana.”

Her bodice and blouse undone, she slipped them off, revealing her breasts to me. She took my hands, placing the palms over her globes. I gently kneaded them like baker’s dough. She looked up at me, and I paused, leaning over and lightly kissed her. Her arms went around my shoulders, pressing her breasts flat to my chest and kissed me.

I pulled down her skirt and underwear, kneeling to remove them. I looked at her slender yet full-breasted body. She had a dark bush, and placing my hands on her ass brought her closer. I inhaled her aroma, and she jolted as I licked her.

Benthe brought me to my feet and kissed me hard as she began to undo my pants. Quickly unfastened, she knelt, pulling them and my underwear down. My cock had a little life to its natural hang, and she smiled up at me, her hand caressing it.

She began stroking it and surprised me by leaning closer, kissing and licking the head, then started sucking on it.

“Je pik is zo groot als de pik van ons paard.”

“Your cock is hung as big as our horse’s cock.”

“I’m surprised that you suck cock. I bet that you make Boris quite happy.”

“Ik denk dat ik Boris’s sperma vaker inslikt dan wij neuken.”

“I think I swallow Boris’s cum more often than we fuck.”

I recognized the word, sperma, so I figured she was saying she sucks Boris’s cock a lot and swallows his cum. I was so aroused by her it didn’t take long to make my eight inches hard.

She shivered a little and hurried under the bed covers.

“Het is hier koud, maar ik zal je hete lichaam hebben om me warm te houden.”

“It’s cold in here, but I’ll have your hot body to keep me warm.”

I followed her, and she quickly captured me between her legs. Benthe was breathing heavily in anticipation as she kissed me and rubbing my cock against her slit. I took her in my arms, returning her passion. I could feel my cock enter her warmth and her hand to my ass, prompting me to fuck her.

“I want to be with you too, but this may be our only time to enjoy a nice fuck with you, so I want it to last.”

Benthe seemed a little surprised that I let my cock slip from her pussy. I spent time sharing many passionate kisses and her guiding my lips to each nipple. I kissed my way down her stomach, my body pushing the sheets back. She watched as I settled between her legs and began to finger and lick her pussy.

I didn’t need a translator to tell me what her moans of delight meant. Several times I made her body jolt, exciting her clit. I spread some of her juices over each nipple. I moved up, licked it off, then she kissed me and urged me back down.

I continued to enjoy licking her with her breathing quickening. “Stop niet! Ik kom dichtbij!’

“Don’t stop! I’m getting close!”

I could feel Benthe trying to push my head away, yet press it to her. I could feel her body quiver as she released a long, sensual-sounding cum.

“Het moet de opwinding zijn om bij je te zijn. Ik ben nog nooit zo sterk klaargekomen!”

“It must be the excitement of being with you. I have never cum so strong like that before!”

I lapped up her flowing nectar, a taste similar to that of Lana’s. I spread some over each nipple then kissed my way up her stomach, licking it from her hard buds. She smothered me with appreciative kisses and stroking my hard cock guided it home.

We both let out a sigh as my cock felt her warmth. Her heels went to my hips, taking me as deep as possible. I began a steady pace, enjoying our fuck.

Benthe talked in words I didn’t understand, though her tone seemed to be praising and urging me on. I managed to stall cumming once, and she appreciated me being able to continue.