The Tales of Serena & Sacha Pt. 02

SERENA'S STORY: CLAIMING HER!

I'd had to smile to myself as she had gingerly walked through from the bedroom dressed in the oversized T-Shirt I had left on the bed for her. I knew she would take her time in the shower, she had a lot to process from last night and also this morning, so I had left her alone in there, even though I really wanted to join her and continue enjoying her body.

It had been a while since I had met someone that could keep my interest for more than an hour or so, just lately the chase had become more thrilling than what I actually caught at the end of it, but there was something different about her.

Yes, she was definitely shy, appeared some what innocent and even timid maybe which was always appealing and I was pretty damn sure, no that's not true, I was one hundred percent sure I was the first woman she had been with. All that added to the excitement of the seduction but there was something else too, at this point I wasn't even sure what, I just knew there was more to her and more to come from her.

I was smart enough to keep myself busy in the kitchen area, preparing pancakes for us as she looked shyly around my apartment. When she finally caught my eye I nodded to one of the stools at the breakfast bar and I have to admit I did smile to myself yet again when I watched her try and fail to adjust the T-Shirt so her naked lower region wasn't sitting directly on the cool leather of the stool beneath as she sat down.

I hadn't given her any underwear to put on and her own were still sitting snugly in my jeans pocket from last night. What can I say, I like to have easy access and I knew she would be too embarrassed to ask, not that I would have given them back if she had. The memory of how I had slowly removed them in the club after she had rode my thigh to orgasm so eagerly, their scent and even the little taste of her I had taken from them sent a small wave of pleasure through me.

In a bid to stop or delay the thoughts that were starting to run wildly through my mind I moved to the refrigerator, if nothing else the coolness as I opened the door was a welcome relief. Grabbing and then adding some fresh Blueberries to the plate of steaming pancakes, I held up the Maple syrup and she nodded. With a good squeeze of the sweet syrup I set the plate down in front of her and couldn't help but imagine how good it would be to cover her in the sticky syrup and lick it off her body as she squirmed below me. At this rate she would be lucky to even get to eat her breakfast so it was a good thing that she dived straight in and began to devour them hungrily.

Already my twisted mind was going into overdrive as I watched her eat, to the point that all I did with my own plate was push the food around a little and pop a couple of Blueberries into my mouth. I was hungry, just not for food.

I needed to calm my mind so I attempted to eat more, all the while watching her. She seemed a little uneasy under my watchful eye so I decided to try and relax her, starting up a conversation. To be honest until now I hadn't even been bothered to ask her name, I know that sounds so bad right but I hadn't felt the need and she seemed OK with our lack of pointless chat.

She told me her name, Sacha, sweet name I thought and in between mouthfuls of pancake and Blueberries told where she was from, what had bought her to the city and how long she had been here. I was quite surprised to hear she had been living here for almost 4 years, the innocence she portrayed I would have sworn she had only been here a short while. Plus I couldn't recall having seen her before and I am sure I would have spotted her had I.

A small crumb of pancake had caught in the corner of her mouth and I couldn't help but lean forwards and lightly wipe it away with my finger, before letting my finger run over her bottom lip. To both my surprise and delight she'd parted her lips, as to kiss my fingertip and I felt her tongue circle slowly and her teeth lightly graze before attempting to shut me out. I couldn't help myself, this felt like a challenge so I pushed my fingertip downwards against her lower jaw, in return her mouth opened a little and I took full advantage.

Pushing slowly between her teeth I told her to suck on my finger, the look in her eyes said she wanted to question or even refuse but still she did as told. As soon as I felt her lips part wider I added a second finger as her tongue wrap around my fingers and her lips closed around them drawing them deeper into her mouth. I let her take my digits deeper and started to enjoy the sensation as she sucked and twisted her tongue around and around. I couldn't help but move my head closer to her and half whispered, half hissed at her.

"I see you know how to use your tongue, I bet you've pleasure a few guys with it before now."

The blush that rushed to her face was deep and I could feel the heat from her cheeks, laughing I pulled back, removing my fingers from her mouth and seeing how they glistened with her spit I decided my next move.

Standing up I pushed my plate away, while she began to eat again under my instruction. Walking around the side of the breakfast bar, I stood behind her and watched as her body tensed. Sweeping her shoulder length hair to one side, I leant down and kissed the back of her neck, her body tensed even more so I told her to relax and just enjoy her breakfast. Again she obeyed or attempted to and I felt the warmth of pleasure her compliance gave me.

I continued to kiss her neck, trailing tiny kisses up and down, mixing them with licks, I was covering the same lines I had taken last night. Only I was just tracing the marks I had left before, not adding to them, I wanted to feel her relax and quickly felt her body begin to do so. I was looking down on her from behind and could see the outline of her breasts under the T-Shirt, my attention on her neck had caused her nipples to begin to harden.

Slowly I slipped my hand around her body, gently fondling her left breast through the material, she gave a low sigh and I heard the fork she was using crash onto the plate below. Moving my hand quickly, I slid it under the T-Shirt pulling it up slightly as my hand once more cupped her left breast. Looking down I could see her naked stomach, flat, toned and when I moved my head forwards a little I caught sight of her smooth mound.

As my finger and thumb found her hardening nipple I felt her lean back against me as she arched her back to push her breasts forwards. I was impressed and praised her, she might be shy, even possibly inexperienced, but her body was reacting to my touch and the low moans she was attempting to stifle were telling me a different story.

As I teased her now rock hard nipple she arched her back more and her head fell against my shoulder. Her hair was still damp from the shower and I could smell my own shampoo, it smelt good on her. I asked if she had enjoyed last night, she tried to get away with just nodding but I insisted she told me herself. I told her she looked so good pleasuring herself and the blush that rushed to her cheeks made me smile more and finally she replied that she had enjoyed it. Her voice was strained as she struggled to contain control and not give in to the building moans that threatened to escape with my continuous teasing, which just encouraged me more to bring her to the point she would lose any control.

She was no longer eating, breakfast was long forgotten as I slowly began to move my hand down over her stomach. Sliding so far and then teasingly dragging my fingernails back up a little before again heading downwards toward my goal, her sweet sex. Finally she gave in and let out the sweetest slow low moan as my fingertips brushed over her soft mound and I didn't even need to tell her to part her legs she opened them willingly for me at that first touch.

I wanted to continue to tease her but the moment my fingertips slid between her legs I could feel how damp she was already and I couldn't help myself but dive deeper and take what I wanted. Pushing between her folds I let my fingertips enjoy the feel of her heat and ever growing wetness, spreading her juices around as my fingers parted her folds wider. The moment my fingers grazed her clitoris I felt her body jump and her hips thrust forwards automatically wanting more.

"Tell me what you want?" I asked teasingly.

"You" she simply answered, which once more made me smile. I was starting to like this girl more and more.

"Tell me what you want?" I asked again a little more demanding.

There was no instant reply and I could tell she was once more fighting the confusing feelings that were rushing through her body.

"Tell me now!" I demanded as my fingers began to rub her clitoris faster and faster, pushing down hard.

"Oh fuck!" She cried and tried to snap her legs shut, but I was ready for this reaction.

"Spread for me... Now!" I hissed in her ear.

That warmth sense of pleasure that ran through me as she once more complied and opened her legs wide for me, giving me full access gave me more confidence that she was going to be special.

"Answer me Sacha, don't go shy on me now.."

I felt her body relax against me at the use of her name, it was the first time I had actually called her by it and it had the desired effect.

"I want you to fuck me.."

"And?" I asked.

"I want to cum for you.."

"You want to?"

"I need to Oh god I need to cum for you" She replied before letting out a deep moan.

"Good girl.. And cum you will" I whispered into her ear before adding "When I say you can and only when I say you can."

The moan that escaped her lips was deep almost animal in sound, she pushed her body even harder against me and thrust her hips towards my fingers that were wildly rubbing her over and over again.

"Listen to your body" I told her, "Be honest with yourself and let yourself go."

My words were having an effect, I could feel her thrusting her hips more and more, she reached her own hand up pulling the T-Shirt with it, exposing her breasts. As her hand cupped her own breast, she began to massage herself, tweaking and pulling at her nipple. The moans that escaped her lips were coming fast, her head was thrown back against my shoulder and I could see her eyes were shut tightly and she was beginning to chew on her bottom lip as if to try and fight all that was happening around her.

I wanted to prolong things to keep her on the edge and see how much she could take but I also wanted more than anything to feel her orgasm in my arms, so I went against my natural instincts and continued my full assault on her exposed, rock hard, pulsing clitoris.

As my fingers worked she began to twist and turn, her hips were bucking and I knew how close she was to losing control. If I let her orgasm before I said she could then I could use that against her later, but I wasn't sure if she would be ready for that kind of control just yet from me.

"Cum for me.. Cum for me now!" I demanded.

I felt the explosion of her orgasm rip through her body, she was yanking on her nipple whilst her free hand flew down to cover mine and press hard against herself, as her hips rocked, jerked, as she ground ever harder against both hands. She screamed out over and over as she rode every wave of pleasure that washed over her, giving in totally to the will of her needy body.

The tension in her seemed to last and last but finally her body began to relax and she slumped back into the stool and against me, panting hard, breathless and soaked in sweat. Yet her hand remained on mine, pressing me hard against her and her hips continued to grind slowly.

"I am.." she panted.

"You are what?" I asked.

Again silence so I pressed her more, "what are you?"

"I don't even know any more" she all but whispered.

I had to smile, she was battling with herself again and what she was feeling, yet all the time she continued to softly grind her hips as her own hand held mine against her hot, soaking wet, pulsing sex.

I knew then in that moment I had her, that she was going to be mine....