Chapter 9

I awoke, in bed. Not my bed, his bed. I opened my eyes, and felt his breath on my hair. His body heat behind me. I lay almost in a ball, the sheets down to my lower feet. Fear swam through me as I realized what I had done. I straitened my legs slowly, breathing through my nose with awakening. I realized then that my penis was fully erect. It darted up an inch as I looked upon its soft pink knob.

Then, just after my awakening breath, his hand moved over my left waste and took gentle hold of my penis, his thumb squeezing in deep upon the head. I buckled, and lowered my head -- the one on my shoulders -- and closed my eyes. Shame and pleasure fought for acclaim of my self-judgement, and I wasn't sure which to elect. I remembered that I had really enjoyed myself the night before. I mean, really enjoyed myself! My head spun with confusion, wondering if what I had done was all right, or if it was a terrible mistake. It seemed deadly unnatural, yet inspiringly natural at the same time. It was both, perhaps, I considered.

His thumb pushed into my knob one final time, and there it remained, squeezed upon me. My body trembled, heart quivering. I both feared and desired that he might make love to me again. One last time, before I felt with embarrassment. The answer came to me as his hand pulled back, the his knuckles passing softly over my waste, and lowered to my tender buttocks. His hand felt my ass with equal softness, as his other hands lifted and joined in. I half-smiled with fear and pleasure as he fondled my ass slowly, savoring them like a virgin's breasts. Still, my body felt cherished, and I was humbled.

He then pushed himself closer to me. His hairy left arm moving over my waste and upon the bed below my twitching penis. He pushed his waste to mine, and I felt his long shaft pushed against my ass, and suddenly, as it hardened, it pushed in between the cheeks and against my anus. I shivered, grinning feverishly, as I buried my head in the pillow. He directed his penis into my asshole, and with surprising ease he pushed his way inside, and I enjoyed the sensation of it rising into my body yet again, to the hilt.

His body rapped to mine, like my possessor, like my protector. My head turned back to its side, my eyes closing to savoring the lovemaking. He pushed into me with his hips, as we laid on our sides. He then pulled out, and then he pushed back in, and so forth. My body shook with each slow but hard push, and tensed, and then eased as he pulled himself back out of me. He buggered me in this fashion, raw and unplanned, yet slow and considerate. I weakened under his arm, and under the strength of his body, as I relished the moment.

Then he tightened, his arm tightening around me, and he pushed deep and hard, and his hips shook three times as he released his dew into me again. We then remained still, as he held me. My mind soon flooded back to reality, and I wanted to leave, to recollect my thoughts. I moved to stand, and his arm pulled back. My half-erect penis wobbled as I came to my feet, his hand making a slow swipe for me, his fingers lushly brushing over my cheeks as they left the bed. Casually, I picked up my shirt and put it on, and then my other clothes.

The count meanwhile stood, walking before me naked. I gazed at his large member, as it slowly fell loose between his legs, resting upon his large drooping testicles. "Must you go?" he said in a quiet tone. "There's so much I can teach you."

I lowered my head. "I need to recollect my thoughts," I said.

"Very well," he said. "I'm sure you've enjoyed it so far. I know you have."

I left the room, my head empty, yet so confused.

I took a very long, hot bath, and then proceeded to the dining room, where various castle dwellings picked tables and quietly enjoyed soups or salads. After I had had a hearty meal, I walked through the hall. I felt conscious of my anus, and my ass as a sexual object in a way I hadn't before. I felt sexy, provocative, even powerful. My head spun to make sense out of the spiraling emotions. Leline. I loved her very much. I decided I could not tell her this. I would keep it from her, as it was something, I figured, she didn't really need to know anyway.

A servant came to me and led me into an anteroom of the kitchen storage room, where rested various unused pots and pans. My beloved Leline greeted me with a smile, and as we embraced, and we kissed, I knew that she knew that something in me had changed. I smiled to her with genuine affection, and so she let it drop. She sat upon a small stove, and spread her legs. I smiled, stepping forward, and lifted up her gown. She wore no panties, and indeed her vagina was open and ready for me.

I lowered my head, as her hands caressed my hair, and I placed my lips to her rich vagina. I spiraled my tongue around the hidden flesh, sucking and licking, as her thighs widened and her body extended with an erotic sigh. Cunnilingus was new to me, but I did my best. I followed my instincts, and embraced my love for her as we had in bed. My tongue found a small hidden spherical gland at the top of her vagina, and when I licked there her body trembled with greater pleasure.

"O-o-oh," she moaned. "You found it..."

I concentrated my efforts upon the gland, making love to her with my tongue. Her thighs pushed to me, and then widened far away, as her body trembling in ecstasy. "Oooooh," she moaned. "Yes. Yes, my love." Her hands played with my hair as her thighs fluctuated in movement. I came to see this organ is the center of her passions, and so treated it thusly. She moaned and her body swayed. Then her legs widened far, and her body trembled. She came with my mouth open to her, and I swallowed it, sucking, and swallowing more. Bitter but divine, as I was swallowing the drew of Leline's love.

I licked and sucked her vagina clean, as I then rose my head and she kissed my lips passionately, placing her head to my shoulder and rapping her arms around me. I held her warmly, with sensitive need. "That was wonderful!" she said. "Truly, my love."