Chinese Sex Story

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It's a beautiful sunny day. My lover has suggested that we leave our castle and go walking on the grounds for a while; even castles get stuffy sometimes. I smile and take his arm. "What a lovely idea!"

Outside the sun has bathed our meadow in a golden glow. The thyme is in full bloom, along with a little mountain heather which my lover was persuaded to grow for me. There are also wild daisies and other meadow flowers poking up through the tall grass. As always, the sight transfixes me. My meadow, with its long green grass, is like another world for me, a safe haven from the daily cares of running a castle. In the midst of the verdure, we come to a stop, and my lover gently slides his arms around me and draws me to him.

"You're so beautiful, with the sunlight on your hair," he murmurs, and he kisses my face lovingly. As always, his touch makes my knees melt. I lift my face to his kisses and our lips and tongues meet, deepening our embrace. His tongue twines around mine and he sucks at my lips. Our mouths are wrestling gently, pulling, teasing, probing each other. His tongue fills my mouth with delight, and I slide to my knees in the tall grass, moaning softly. He follows me, his fingers already deftly undoing the laces of my velvet bodice. I smile at his eagerness.

"Mmmmmmm, love," I whisper into his ear. Since my mouth is there, I gently lick and bite his ear and blow gently into it. I know what will drive him mad with desire and I inhale, as if sucking his ear. Then I thrust my breasts forward, eager for the touch of his hot tongue, and he does not disappoint me.

He thrusts his tongue deep between my breasts, kissing them, still tearing at the laces of my gown. At last my breasts are free, their creamy globes released into his waiting hands. Gently, trembling, he kisses my nipples, sucking them, making them hard. He bites into my milky flesh, and I moan with delight. I want his mark on me, his brand showing everyone that I am his. He bites and sucks at my skin, drawing my flesh into his mouth with his lips and teeth. It hurts, and I gasp, wriggling under his hands.

He becomes both more gentle and more violent; there is an intense light in his eyes. He covers me with many little bites, laughing as I cry out and try to move away. I try to push at him, and he grabs me by the hair and pulls my head backwards. His teeth are against my white throat, and I tremble, knowing that I am powerless to stop him. I know my eyes are bright with excitement.

"You're MINE," he says, and his voice is hoarse with desire. He kisses my neck, my face, my eyes, my lips. He lets me go and I fall backward into the grass, pulling him down with me to kiss him. I want him to take me now, to make me his in every way, but even though he wants me too, I can see in his eyes that he intends to make me wait. He smiles, ignoring my mute pleas, resting his weight very lightly against me. He captures a breast in his hand and plays with it, his fingers moving very slowly over my nipple. At the same time, he parts my thighs with one knee and rubs it back and forth against me through my heavy skirts. Already aroused, I am nearly mad with desire for him, but he is taking his time, cupping my breast, running his hand down my body, stroking my face. He kisses me, and I wrap my arms around his neck, pouring my soul into his through his mouth. His lips still locked to mine, he pulls up my skirt. I catch his hips between my knees and pull his body down to mine, and we roll a little in the grass, rubbing against each other hungrily.

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He pulls a little away from me to undo the laces of his codpiece, which he does not need to pad, and I reach forward to help him. His cock springs free, and I take it in my hand. It is so hard, so beautiful, so perfect, and I have to put it in my mouth. I lay my head against his knee and begin to suck and lick his shaft, pausing every once in a while to kiss and lick his balls. He is enjoying the attention, becoming even harder under my ministrations.

First I take his head into my mouth, kissing, licking, and sucking gently. I love the taste of him, sweet and at the same time faintly salty. I move my tongue over his head in quick little butterfly movements, then fasten my lips around it and suck as hard as I can, almost as if to pull it off. He moans quietly, stroking my hair, his fingers begging me mutely to continue. I engulf his head and then his shaft with my mouth, my tongue continuing to move strongly up and down his length in counterrhythm to my sucking. His breathing deepens, and I feel him begin to thrust against my throat; I cup his balls, pressing behind them with my finger, and hear him gasp.

I know what he wants, and I increase the speed and tension of my sucking, falling into a hard and fast rhythm. Every once in a while I break the rhythm to bring my mouth back a little and tongue his head, and then I suck on it fiercely before once again swallowing his full length. I can feel my thighs becoming damp with my own liquid excitement, even though he is not touching me except for his fingers entwined in my hair.

His release is sudden, sending a spurt of hot semen against the back of my throat as he calls my name out loud. Greedily I swallow every drop and lick my way back up the shaft, tonguing the last of it from his head, tasting him from the tip of my tongue all the way down to the deepest part of my throat.

I look up at his face and see his satisfied smile, the look of tenderness in his eyes. I stretch myself out along the length of his body and we embrace, caressing each other with our fingers and our tongues, content to lie awhile in the sunshine in our meadow.

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