Feileacan

There is something about being between his thighs... It makes me weak. Weak minded, weak willed, weak in spirit. It breaks me in a beautiful way. There is no other place in the world where I can let my guard down. No other place in the world where I feel this safe. When I am unraveling, I go there in search of solace and it is there that I find it. Protected by two pillars of strength, free from the anxieties that suffocate me, he is my guard. However, when I feel heat rising, twisting and stirring in my veins, it's there I go for an entirely different reason. Between his thighs I am a vixen with unmatched skill. An expert of his body, I bring him to the brink over and over again until his muscles tremble and his penis throbs. With glazed eyes and ragged breath, he allows me to torment him mercilessly and it fuels my inferno. Who else can make him feel the way I do? What other woman can make him cum as hard as I do? There is none. He knows it. I know it. Which is why it is there that I find my strength.

The steamboat creaked and groaned as it fought its way North against the Mississippi current. Voices carried from outside of the suite as guests began to exit their rooms for the day. Is that what had woken her, Minnie wondered, or had it been something else?

Beside her Kurt shifted. In one fluid motion he tossed the sheets up and rolled over trapping her body beneath his. Grunting and laughing, she tried to push him away. He responded by burying his head into the crook of her neck and wrapping his arms firmly around her locking them together. Feeling flustered by the sudden invasion, Minnie tried her best to free her arms, but it was no use.

"Are you asleep?" She croaked, barely able to breathe passed the weight of him. His warm chuckle softened her bones.

"I must be." He answered lazily. Lifting his head, he stared directly into her eyes and smirked. "How else can I explain waking up in this lavish room with such a beautiful woman beside me?" Growling, he dropped his head and bit her throat playfully.

She cried out at the feeling of his teeth against her skin. Again she tried to squirm and thrash her way out of his hold.

"Mmm..." He groaned, pressing his hips into hers. Between them his erection jerked. "Keep doin what yer doin, baby."

"Goodness gracious!" She froze immediately. He chuckled and then lifted his head to peer down at her. His soft brown hair stuck up in all directions except for a small portion that hung over his forehead. She itched to brush it back.

"Playing shy, are we?" He asked, his blue eyes sparkling.

"I'm not playing, Kurt. There are people in the hallway. They'll hear us." Quieting, he angled his head towards the door. The muffled voices of other passengers could be heard from behind it. Turning his attention back to her, he smiled a wicked grin before disappearing under the sheets.

"What are you-"

"Shh!" He hissed. "They'll hear you." Before she could make sense of his intention, his mouth covered her mound. A moment later his tongue flicked against her clit sharply.

"Oh goodness!"

"Shh!" He ordered again. She pursed her lips tightly together, but when he used his tongue on her once more, she couldn't stop the soft moan that escaped. Driving her fingers into the mattress, she gripped the sheets in her hands as he kissed her in the most intimate way possible. Each movement of his tongue sent feelings of intense pleasure shooting through her until her thighs shook and her heart pounded. Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, he slipped a finger inside of her. Lost now, she groaned loudly and drove her hips upwards. In the distance the vague sound of his quiet laughter filled the room. She could barely hear it over the roaring in her ears.

On he went, licking, flicking, and inside stroking, as she writhed and whimpered on the mattress until finally, with a piercing cry, she came. Her muscles tightened and relaxed around his finger, each contraction sending wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her.

Scarcely a moment after the final wave subsided, Kurt hooked his arms under her knees and drove her legs backwards against her shoulders. Suddenly he was inside of her, filling her almost painfully. She cried out again at the sensation of it. His warm hand covered her mouth as he pressed deeper. Groaning, her eyes fluttered backwards and closed.

Over and over her pulled out and drove himself into her. The sensations he created with his movements were intense, bordering on painful, yet delicious and wholly satisfying. With his free hand he grabbed her left breast and pinched her nipple. She cried out again, but the sound of it remained trapped behind his hand.

"You look so beautiful when I'm fucking you." He whispered into her ear. "So fucking beautiful." Releasing his hold on her mouth, he shifted her legs to his shoulders and propped himself up into a plank position, effectively folding her in half and forcing her rear-end skyward. She shivered when he entered her. The head of his penis pressed into her, stroking the parts of her pussy that made her wild.

His pace quickened. The first beams of sunlight broke through the window covering him in a golden glow. She lost herself in the feeling of him inside of her, in the way he watched their bodies coming together, and in the sounds that they made. The muscles in his shoulders and neck tensed. Grinding his teeth, he closed his eyes and his breathing became eratic and heavy. Nothing got to her the way his cumming did. Her stomach twisted into excited knots when his face went slack with pleasure. Pushing deep inside of her, he groaned, and his penis- swollen and hard- jerked inside of her over and over again. It was almost enough to make her cum once more.

Distractedly, he slipped her legs from his shoulders before crashing down on top of her. Feeling embarrassed now that the moment was passing, Minnie felt her cheeks warm.

"Do you think they heard us?" She squeaked. Kurt's laughter only heated her cheeks more.

"Oh yeah."