Chapter 6

Later that night Yakhir lay on his bed staring at the stars through the window. Unable to sleep because nothing had been resolved, including his annoyed cock, his brain refused to wind down and release him to the wisp of dreaming. He heard a slight shuffle in the hallway and then a soft pad of bare feet entering his room.

"Who?" He called out in a whisper.

"Who else were you expecting?" Adilah shot back in a muffled voice. "Now, move over and let me in."

Yakhir shifted against the wall and made room for her on his bed. He was afraid to touch her out of fear of hurting her. Even so, his cock had risen unbidden from his underwear, expecting to be well handled. Yakhir reached out and stroked her face with his fingers, saying nothing but listening to her breathing.

"That feels good," Adilah murmured and let her own hand creep over onto his bare belly. "I still hurt but I need you; my pussy needs you. I can't stand the itch between my legs and I don't want to rub myself with Janina next to me. Make me feel good, Yakhir, the way you always do."

"We can't fuck. The pain would be too bad," Yakhir trembled as his cock became a rigid aching need.

"Suck it for me, please," she pleaded. "Don't make me beg for it; I already feel ashamed like I'm a dirty animal who can't control herself."

"That is you beating up yourself when no one else is. You are a woman with passion and desire, a woman that many desire to have creep into their beds - men and women I believe."

"You are terrible," she hissed, "but I love your horny mind."

"Then lay back and watch my mind in motion," Yakhir boasted. He let her lie on her back and she centered herself on the bed. Hovering over her carefully, so that he applied no weight upon her, he first kissed her lips and ran his nibbles up her jaw line to her ears. Her breasts brushed against chest and he worked his way down to her nipples. Usually he would have taken more time but their combined needs egged him to continue. When both nipples stood rigid and wet with his spit, he charged downward. Skipping her stomach because of her healing back, he slipped onto her aroused pussy.

Adilah whimpered as he ran his tongue up and down her wet slit. Her juices were already seeping out and dripping onto the bed when Yakhir plunged his tongue into her depths. She wanted to guide his head directly to her clit but her battered shoulders restricted her movement.

Ditching any chance of finesse, he ran his tongue up her slit, letting the flat of his tongue roll over her hard nub. Her burbling at the head of the bed let him know that he could charge ahead. He sucked her clit into his mouth, released it and ran his tongue around and around. He sucked it in again while his fingers plugged her pussy. Feeling her muscles starting to contract around his probing digits, he circled her clit one more time and then sucked the orgasm out of her. She gasped aloud and bit down on her hand to stifle her scream of ecstasy.

As she came down, Yakhir used his tongue to gently clean up her juices from her pussy. His cock whacked him between his thighs, dripping in anticipation for what he knew in his head couldn't happen. He wanted to lie on top of her desperately but held back.

"Come up here," Adilah ordered with a hushed command. "I want you to straddle my head and put your cock in my mouth. You can't fuck my pussy but you can fuck my mouth at least."

"But you'll have to swallow all my cum," Yakhir pointed out, "and there is a lot of it tonight."

"That's my problem, lover, and not your's," she husked. "Now get your fat snake in my mouth and keep the noise down."

Yakhir huddled over her and eased his cock into her willing mouth. She brought her hand up and laid it flat against his pubic bone, letting his cock nest between her thumb and forefinger. She didn't try to control his need or desires, just kept him from smashing her nose as he started thrusting into the wet heat with animal lust. She swirled her tongue around the crown as he thrust back and forth, urging him to press forward.

He was nearly mindless with all of the pent up sensation in his rigid pole. Her tongue teased his nerve endings, the wet gave him a near frictionless ride, and the suction simply overwhelmed all restraint. He pumped his hips like a madman, begging with his cock for her mouth to release his pleasure. His back ached already from arching it and his knees were red from the rough sheets, but he welcomed all of the pain because his cock was having its very essence sucked out of it. He gasped aloud as he felt his orgasm lurch down his cock and then choked aloud as he exploded without warning into her waiting gullet. He surged three times and pushed a fourth time until all of the passion was spent.

Adilah refused to let go of his cock, nursing it gently as it gradually softened on her tongue. Finally, feeling like a milked goat, Yakhir reached underneath and freed his cock from her yearning throat. He felt relieved of pressure he had not realized was there again, but he was less than satiated, knowing he could go another round with his cock buried in her cunt.