The Journey of the Ibtala’a

Chapter 17: Foreplay


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Jongeling POV

I stood outside the door, contemplating the events that led to this point. I met a beautiful woman during gate duty. Said beautiful woman didn't have a place to stay so I offered for her to stay at my house. Cooked for said woman and now she offered for me to sleep in the same bed as her. So far this seems like the best day of my life.

I gathered my courage and opened the door. Thema, who made fun of me nervously for asking her name after I let her into my home, was laying on her side in my bed. The bed wasn't really big so even though she was laying at the far end, there wasn't enough room for me to lay down without touching her.

Her beautiful body was hidden underneath the covers, and judging by the clothes by my feet, was bare. Only her head and the top of her shoulders were visible and her rainbow eyes with flowing hearts in them, which still mesmerize me with how stunning they are, followed my figure. The smile on her face melted any embarrassment I was feeling, and made me feel strangely confident. 

I stood at the door, looking at her beautiful figure that the covers did a poor job hiding and her beautiful face that takes my attention even more than her body. Until she patted the side of her bed and I was reminded that I shouldn't keep this beautiful woman waiting any longer.

I slowly walked into the empty spot of the bed with my eyes locked on hers and pulled the covers up to lay down. The confidence that I previously had immediately left my body when I saw her amazing figure and felt something in my pants harden immediately. 

I closed my eyes in embarrassment and was about to put the covers back down but felt something wrap around my waist. I opened my eyes and looked down to find her tail and felt a force I couldn't fight against pull me into her embrace. The next thing I felt was the most incredible softness enveloping my head.

Thema POV

Jongeling was taking a little long for my liking and the growing anticipation for what's to come didn't feel like waiting for him to overcome the embarrassment that I saw creeping back on his face. 

So I helped him by bringing him into my embrace. Now here we were, laying on our sides with his face buried in my breast. The feeling of his breath on my skin feeling a little too pleasurable to suck a basic account. Makes me anticipate everything else we were going to do tonight.

I made sure that I wasn't holding him tight enough where he couldn't talk or breath and started stroking his head. After a while I could feel him relax and started talking to him now that he calmed down.

“Comfortable?” I asked in a soothing tone. I could feel his head nod in confirmation. “Is this your first time?” Another nod was his response. “Mines too.” I share.

His head looks up for the first time at my face. His blushing face and hot breathing makes me bite my lip to control myself. The hard thing I can feel touching my thigh didn't help the situation. He must have realized what his shock implied because he put his head back in my breast in embarrassment.

“You seem so confident when asking me to come to bed with you that I thought you've done this before.” he said, the vibration of his voice sending tingles up my spine.

I giggle in response. “I'm just a woman who knows what she wants.” I think of a way to make this easier for both of us and build his confidence up a little. “What about we do this?” Jongeling lifts his head up and gives me a curious look. “You explore my body for fifteen minutes, then I explore yours for 15 minutes.”

His face blushes harder but he agrees to my suggestions. I remind him that he's still fully clothed and clothes will only get in the way. He reluctantly leaves my embrace and stands on the side of the bed. He quickly takes all his clothes off and I'm amazed by his physique.

He is full of lean muscle and there are a few scars here and there on his body. The thing that really captures his attention is what stands at attention under his stomach. His penis is standing a proud seven inches and I wonder what the average size is for this world. Because what I'm looking at is impressive.

I swallow the spit that threatened to leave my mouth and lay on my back to give him better access to my body. “Go to your own place.” I say with a reassuring look towards him.

I can see lust and anticipation taking over him and after a few seconds, he crawls on the bed and straddles my stomach. He leans his face towards mine and I'm thankful that a kiss is what he starts off with. ‘Glad I got his character right.’ I think as his lips meet mine.

Kissing a man is different from kissing a woman. His lips are thin instead of plump, and the kiss feels more firm than it did with a woman. The pleasure I felt was more than any kiss I had in my past life. I wrapped my arms around his neck, prolonging and deepening the kiss.

I felt his tongue lick mine and I opened my mouth without resistance. Our tongues danced in each other's mouths and I felt surges of pleasure every time I gulped. Seems like his saliva also holds a little of his essence and it feels amazing. We kiss for a few minutes and his hands unfortunately stay on his side. I start to grind myself on him and he takes the hint to move on.

He pulls back from the breathtaking kiss and starts to trail burning kisses down. From my chin, to my throat, and stopping at my chest. He kisses his way to my right nipple and immediately takes it in his mouth when reaches it. A moan involuntarily leaves my mouth, and I'm surprised by how good it feels. I have had my nipples licked as a man but the pleasure doesn't hold a candle to what I'm feeling right now.

His right hand starts to take a hold of my left breast and knead it in a slightly rough manner. This gets more moans at me and I'm soon moaning constantly by the constant pleasure. My wings slightly flutter behind me and my tail wraps around his arms, telling him to not stop.

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I feel a stream traveling through my breast and panic a little on what he will think about my lactating. As I feel the stream reach my nipples, I feel him pause for a second then suck even harder than he did before. ‘I guess he doesn't mind,’ I thought through the haze of pleasure. His harder sucking makes the pleasure increase.

I feel a familiar pressure rising in my abdomen and soon find myself screaming out in the best orgasm I've ever had. He stops and jerks up at my scream, and while I can't see his expression from my closed eyes, I can guess why he stopped. “I'm fine.” I let out my pants. “Just felt really good” I open my eyes and see a panicked expression quickly change into one of confidence. 

He alternated breast and I now find him sucking my left nipple. He only does this for a few seconds however and lets my nipple out his mouth with a loud pop. He starts his trail of kisses again and makes his way even lower.He goes from my stomach to my upper thigh, from there he goes to my drooling pussy.

When I say drooling, I was not overheating because I can feel steady streams of liquid along my ass crack and thighs. He sees this when he spreads my legs to get to it. I could open my legs but I'm enjoying him being aggressive.

He pauses but reaches his hand out to touch it after a couple seconds. It takes all my strength to not take charge but remind myself that he still has a couple minutes. He first trails the outer lips and I moan as soon as his hand makes contact. He takes this as his lead to touch more. 

He strokes the outside, until my moans aren't as loud and goes towards the interior. I raise my head from its position on the bed to see his facial expression. He looks mesmerized and he doesn't even notice that I'm looking at him. 

I suppress a giggle and lay my head back down. Not seeing what he's doing, intensifies the pleasure. He tries to insert a finger but finds his gentle poking doesn't give him any purchase. He puts a little strength in his finger as soon as the tip of his finger goes in, my pussy pulls the rest in. I moan the loudest I have so far and cum again.

This one easily beats the one before and I feel pressure releasing like a geyser. I look up after recovering from that mind blowing orgasm and see his face covered in pinkish liquid. I panic for a bit, remembering that squirting also has pee but quickly remember that I thankfully that I don't pee or poop.

I see him in some sort of shock, and watch him in amusement for a few moments. I see his tongue unconsciously lick his lips and his eyes regain focus after. Soon I see him drag his finger across his face and lick up the rest. He looks at my pussy and leans in with his tongue sticking out. I grab him and turn him around so he's laying on his back before he does though. 

I lean my face down next to his ear and whisper, “My turn.” before attacking his lips.This time I'm the one that licks his lip. He quickly opens his mouth and I take my time in overpowering his tongue and exploring his mouth. There's a new flavor now that tastes like pure honey but weirdly not too sweet. I lick the interior of his mouth until there's no more of this flavor.

“Guess I know why you found my cum so tasty” I say when I let go of his mouth. He blushes and looks to the side. I kiss his now exposed neck and trail kisses and licks down to his chest. He shivers every now and then and I can feel him shiver more and more as I land more kisses.

I stop at his left nipple and give it a lick. I hear a moan. I grin and lick his right one to make it equal. I hear another stifled moan. I ignore it and lead more kisses down his abs, stopping to give them an appreciative kiss, and continue down towards my prize. The penis now towering over my face looks a little intimidating but I feel only excitement.

I lick the side to the tip and feel it twitch and another stifled moan. I continue licking it like an ice cream cone until it's completely covered in my saliva. Jongeling is struggling more and more with keeping his moans muffled and I'm finding it more and more amusing.

I raise my head and give the neglected head some attention. I sucked the very tip and was immediately awarded with some precum. The taste was almost as good as fresh blood and made me almost cum again. I pause for a second before slowly lowering my head until my lips brushed against his pubic hair. ‘Thank god I don't have a gag reflex’ I thought in relief.

I use my tongue to caress his weak points that I found while licking and was surprised by shots of cum going straight to my stomach. Jonegling couldn't hold his moans back anymore and they came flowing out. I raised my head till only the tip was in my mouth, curious about how the actual cum tastes. 

When his cum hit my tongue, I immediately came. This tasted even better than blood. If blood was the best food in the world, then this was godly nectar that tasted like every good thing in the world combined. I sucked the tip making sure every drop was out. About a minute later, I felt the penis in my mouth softening. 

I was a little disappointed knowing men had a refractory period before I remembered something. I have sex magic. I licked the tip, concentrating on sex magic and was glad to see it rising right back up. A second later, it was back in full mast. I gobbled up the whole thing, trying to taste that amazing taste as soon as possible and had no problem working for it.

I gave a deep blowjob, going all the way down until my head touched his pelvis before rising back up again until only the tip remained. The blowjob was fast and I found myself unconsciously  responding to his twitches and moans to make sure I did what made him feel good the most. It didn't take long until another shot of that heavenly nectar was feeling in my mouth.

I enjoyed every mouthful and when he went soft again I rose up until my face was in front of his. I cleaned my mouth water magic and kissed him again. I didn't like tasting my own cum when I was a man so I won't make him go through that. It took him a moment to respond but when he did I flipped us around so he was on top of me again. 

I put his head to my breast and told him to drink up to regain his energy. He shivered but suckled for a few minutes until I felt his penis hard on my leg again. I was about to tell him I'm ready for the main course but he seemed to get the hint. He rose up to his knees and angled his penis to my vagina. 

He seemed to struggle a bit so I used my tail to help him a little. When I felt his dick at the walls of my pussy, the anticipation I was feeling rose up to another level.

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