Lux in Tenebris

Lux in Tenebris

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Details

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

I am attempting two experiments in this piece. The first is that I am writing with a female narrative voice. I'd really like guidance on this. Does it work? or is it shit? It is something I'd like to be able to do, so please tell me if I go wrong. The second? I hope you get that by the end of the tale...

Summary

I am attempting two experiments in this piece.
The first is that I am writing with a female narrative voice. I'd really like guidance on this. Does it work? or is it shit? It is something I'd like to be able to do, so please tell me if I go wrong.
The second?
I hope you get that by the end of the tale...

Content

Submitted: August 06, 2018

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Content

Submitted: August 06, 2018

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“Good night, Mina,” came Javid’s voice.

I felt his lips touch mine. But the kiss lingered. I opened my mouth to his and felt a rush of desire as our tongues met. Javid’s arms went around me as we kissed with a warm, wet, excited passion.

Pushing me onto my back, Javid pulled down the straps of my nightdress. The cool night air made the skin on my breasts tingle and I moaned aloud as I felt Javid’s hands cup and mould my exposed flesh. I knew what to expect, but I still felt a great buzz of pleasure as I felt Javid’s tongue encircling my nipple. First one, then the other. My hands held his head, enjoying the feeling of his thick hair moving through my fingers

“Oh God…oh Javid…” I gasped, as one hand slid slowly up my thigh, lifting the skirt of my nightdress.

Javid paused, expertly, then let his fingers pull at the hairs of my nether lips, as he sucked noisily at my teats. My whole being was beginning to buzz. I felt my juices pool. His tugging of my hairs grew stronger, faster, I could hear my folds begin to open and slurp stickily; the sheer sensuality of the sound drove me into a frenzy.  I began to roll my hips; my vulva was throbbing now, demanding attention.

I howled like a dog when Javid simultaneously bit on my hardened nipple and slipped a finger into my desperate slit. The heel of his hand started rasping on the dense hairs of my mound as the probing finger searched and poked. It was divine.

But I had been teased enough. I pushed Javid off me and knelt on the bed beside him.  I languidly pulled the nightdress over my head, which made him groan in lustful appreciation. This sound made me smile; but I batted away his hands when I felt his fingers on my breasts. It was my turn now.

I straddled him, but kept my hips low on his body, so that he couldn’t touch my wet and tender treasure house. My fingers found the buttons on his pyjama jacket, and I slowly opened them, one by one, then ran my fingers over the tight little hairs of this chest.

I lay down on him, the feeling on my stomach of his erection through his pyjamas pants giving me a delighted thrill, then I kissed his chest. I love it when Javid wants me fresh from his shower and smelling of soap, but I also like the scent of man on him. I let my nose rub in his wiry skin, the aroma of fresh sweat and manly musk made my core clench. My tongue tip now played on the bumpy circle around his nipple, enjoying the salty taste. I heard Javid’s breathing quicken. I took the nub in my lips and sucked, gently, before giving it a little nip with my teeth.

“Mina, for the love of God!” came a rasping gasp, the lust in his voice adding to my arousal.

I let my tongue travel from his nipple, down his belly and linger in his navel, an earthy taste. His erect penis was now touching my neck, I undid the button on his pants and, he lifting his hips to accommodate, pulled then down his legs.

The smell of his sex was intense. I took the head of his penis in my thumb and forefinger and pulled back his foreskin as far as it would go. Still holding the shaft, I brought my face to him, feeling the slick, smooth wet bulb on my cheek. I moved my head up and down and all around, enjoying the feeling of his cock twitching against my cheeks, my chin, my nose; relishing the wetness that leaked from him because of me. For me.

Gripping his shaft, I could detect the tiny pulse in the thick cabled veins. I put out my tongue and found that tight arrowhead of flesh that joins his foreskin to his glans and licked it gently.

“Fuck!” I heard him moan. Javid only ever swears in passion. I have never heard him swear outside of our lovemaking. As such, the sound of it to me is deeply exciting.

I closed my mouth over his bell, and pushed down, taking him deep. Relishing the familiar sharp and slightly sour tang, I rolled my tongue over every part of his penis as it filled my mouth. As I lifted my head, my lips lingered, moving on his bunched, rumpled skin, then slid up over his smooth ceratopsian ridge. As my mouth pursed around his tip, I used the end of my tongue to probe his little slit.

“Fuck!” he panted again, his voice thick with desire, “Fuck!”

I giggled. Then I did it again, deeper this time, almost gagging going down, then, on the way up I raked his manhood with my teeth.

“Witch!” he roared, hoarse in his arousal. I felt his strong hands grab my shoulders and push me onto my back. I let out a peal of laughter as I felt him move above me. When he pulled my thighs apart, the cool air of the night was delicious on my wide open sex. A momentary delight as it was soon replaced by the wet head of Javid’s erection, pushing my folds gently apart.

My laugh ended in a low moan, from deep in my belly, as Javid nudged his penis, millimetre by tiny millimetre into me, with an excruciating slowness. I decided to be passive as he went in, enjoying my body opening to him, the wonderful widening sensation as deeper he went. He breathing was heavy and deep, his hands sought my breasts and tugged on my tender teats. As his pubic bone bumped against mine and his grizzled sack bobbed against my bottom, I clenched my core as hard as I could.

His groan was deep and so arousing, that I pushed my hips against his and clenched again.

His response was to lift my hips from the bed and start to thrust; long, slow strokes at first, then quicker, shallower one to follow. I braced myself on the bedstead and answered his blows, pushing my hips at him, clenching my vaginal walls with every push. We found our rhythm in no time and the whole bedroom seemed to shift and rock with our copulating bodies.

Faster and faster we fucked, the grind of his pubis setting my clitoris on fire. I could feel him begin to spasm and twitch, I knew he was close. My own orgasm was building inside me, like the rumble of a fast jet in the distance, getting closer and louder and absolutely unstoppable.

I knew what he wanted to hear.

“Fuck me, Javid, fuck my cunt. Fuck my cunt with your big manly cock!” I panted at him.

Javid let out an almighty roar, as inside me, I felt his hot semen jet into my waiting womb. My orgasm was an explosion of sound and texture and scent and taste. A banquet of sensations that carried me out of myself into a world of light and unknown colour.

We collapsed together, panting, laughing, crying. Javid held me, kissing me gently, until the glimmering and shimmering faded and I was myself again.

I fell asleep with the taste of Javid’s kisses, the sound of his deep, sleeping breaths, the warmth of his embrace and the spicy scent of his sweat and his semen, which I could feel slowly seeping out of my divinely throbbing pudendum.

 

In the morning the room was filled with a Mediterranean warmth. I threw back the sheet and got out of bed. The stone floor was pleasantly cool on my bare feet. I walked and found myself at the window. I leaned my head against the glass, enjoying the feel of the sun on my skin. I smiled as I thought of the night before and felt a delightful tingle begin to prickle in my belly.

“Aharamina,” came Javid’s voice.

Javid’s use of my formal name caused a little knot of tension in me.

“My love?” I questioned.

“Mina, darling, you’re at the window.” Javid said.

There was a pause.

“You’re naked, my love. There might be people…”

Instantaneously all of my muscles knotted. In my shock I was suddenly disoriented; I turned from the window, but I was dizzy, confused, alarmed. I stumbled, I almost fell. But I felt Javid’s hand on my arm, holding me up. His other hand came round my back as he pulled me into a warm embrace.

I sobbed into the little curls on his bare chest, “Oh Javid, I’m so stupid. I’m so sorry. Oh Javid what will people say? About you? What will they think of me?”

I was shaking, but Javid’s strong hands stroked my back, and the soft kisses that I felt on my head soothed me.

“What will people say? About me?” Javid’s tone was warm, the sound of his voice caressed my ears, “People will say ‘What a lucky man is Dr Ram-Pradesh to have such a beautiful wife’. They will say that, my love.”

I could not help but smile.

“What will they think? Hmmm.” His hands continued to stroke, his breathing was deep and regular. I could feel the tightness that had overcome me begin to relax. “They will think, ‘I am blessed to have seen such a beautiful woman. Even for a few brief seconds.’”

He moved his head away slightly, I knew he was looking at me. His words touched me deep inside, “But I am a thousand times blessed, because I get to see such a beautiful woman every day of my life.”

I didn’t need to put my fingers on my husband’s face to know he was smiling, to know there were tears in his eyes. I didn’t need to feel his pulse, to know he was speaking his heart.

I honestly have no concept of his compliment. I have never seen a beautiful woman. I have never seen myself. I have never seen my husband, I know I never will.

But I can feel the beauty of Javid’s love for me as surely as I can feel the wind in my hair or the sun on my skin.

“Good morning, Mina,” came Javid’s voice.

I felt his lips touch mine. But the kiss lingered. I opened my mouth to his…

 


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