2 comments/ 19799 views/ 5 favorites One Night In Waterdeep By: Lady_Blackhawk ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ This story is set in the D & D world of the Forgotten Realms. Please feel free to vote and leave feedback!!!!! ~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~**~ Waterdeep 20 Kythorn 1376 DR The smells and sounds exuding from the multitude of booths was enough to make one's head spin as merchants hawked their wares that made up the busy Market. Spices, grains, fresh fruits and vegetables, and livestock filled booths alongside others full of cloth, paper, metals, and weaponry. Colorful banners flapped in the gentle breeze. As high noon peaked, Callia headed for the Market with her new friend, Verrshaun, accompanying her. She had decided to browse the various shops for anything interesting. It would be a relaxing change after the last few days of brutal workouts with her mentor, Master Yung Chen. As she walked along with Verrshaun, her thoughts lingered back onto the days they'd spent together in Undermountain recovering an item for Silas Okilman and how she run afoul a few vampire spawn. How she hated the undead. The trip into Undermountain had become necessary to gather the focus components for the enhancement on her Mercurial Greatsword. And after that, she had found Master Chen. He had begun to train her once more after a two-year hiatus, which was due to Callia's death at the hands of a Red Wizard of Thay. Callia was glad to be back among the living, despite the fact that a Waterdhavian Lord had been responsible her resurrection and not her family. Then again, nothing had really changed in regards to her family. They never seemed to be concerned with her welfare unless she was casting an ill light on the family name. Her thoughts returned to the now and here. She let out a soft laugh as she glanced over at her Catfolk companion, Verrshaun. He had become very inquisitive as he crouched on a large barrel, beholding the sight of a burly human juggling four large Falchions. At the same tent, several kobolds's tumbled through hoops of fire and a contortionist bent his body into interesting shapes. She grasped his cloak and gave it a gentle tug, beckoning him to keep up. She flashed a wide smile and playful wink before heading to another long row of booths and tents. As she perused a booth laden with exotic fruits from the Jungles of Chult, she caught a glimpse of someone she hadn't seen in over two years. What a small world, she thought to herself as her pulse began to race. It was her favorite lover, Nathan. Moving down a few booths, Callia checked her appearance in a large full-length mirror. She felt her heart pound and her fatigue melt away in anticipation of being with her Nathan. As she pulled her hair loose from its braid and allowed it to fall down over her shoulders until it brushed her waist, she kept an eye on him. She knew he hadn't seen her yet. Leaning over to Verrshaun, she motioned toward Nathan and told him she would return then headed off in his direction. Her speed increased as adrenaline pumped through her veins. Callia squealed Nathan's name as she pounced, throwing herself at him, and wrapping herself around his body. Her arms were tight around his neck as her legs wrapped around his narrow waist. "Nathan!" Callia gleefully cried as she planted wet kisses all over his face and neck. "Callia!" Nathan groaned in reply as he pulled back when his companion cleared her throat loudly. "I'm so happy to see you!" Callia squealed with glee. She threaded her fingers through his hair and gazed up into his eyes. Nathan chuckled. "As always, my dear, it is my pleasure." "I've missed you, dear Nathan." Callia embraced him, wrapping her arms around him. "It's been two years, Callia. I'll admit I looked for you, wondering where you went, but it was as if you had vanished from the face of Faerun." "Unless you were on the Isle of Prespur, you would not have found me. I died, Nathan. For two years, my soul lingered in Kelemvor's Realm. It wasn't until several weeks ago that someone saw fit to have me resurrected." "Your family?" "No, my resurrection came at the bequest of one Lord Maskar Wands. He needed an item recovered. My family has their own problems. They rarely ever care what happens to me." Callia scoffed as a deep bitterness entered her normally chipper tone of voice. "Last I heard two years ago, the wild elves of the Moonwood had come under a massive attack from lycanthropes. I know not has become of Karowyn. I learned that Amakiir was in charge of the rest of our clan. There's no love loss between he and I. He hates me, always has. He wouldn't spare a thought about being dead or alive. I'm sure my death would make him happy." "Sorry to hear that, Callia," he replied. Callia shook her head, casting away all thoughts of back home. She plastered a smile on her face. "Life goes on. I'm going to be in Waterdeep for a while longer. I hope we can spend some time together. That's not too much to ask for, is it?" "That's a definite possibility. Where are you staying?" "The Dancing Jug." Callia smiled. "I'm also training with my mentor. After a hard day with him, I wouldn't mind the right kind of hard night." "I think I could arrange that," he replied with a smile. With an impish grin, Callia looked back at her companion, Verrshaun. "I'll be looking forward to it, dear Nathan." Nathan smiled. "As will I." "This has been a very good day. I'm glad I ran into you today." "I heard you were in town." "How?" "Through someone I am currently working for. They said they saw you compete at the Tymorian Games. I'm glad you haven't changed, my sweet. I'm glad you have no great expectations of us." "To an extent." Callia replied, "I know if we're in the same town together, we'll spend at least one night together. We're good together. Plus, I have a completely brand new body. To go where no man has gone before you. How can you turn down that? All that on top of the fact I won't expect eternal commitment and I'm still the same freak I've always been." "Knowing that about any one else would make me run for it, but being that's it is you, I can honestly say I'm intrigued." "Good. Now run along. I'll see you soon." Callia replied as she leaned in close to whisper something naughty in his ear before bestowing upon him a steamy kiss. Pulling away, she fluffed her hair and began to walk away. "He's all mine once again." Callia smirked to no one in particular as she smacked his ass before bounding off in the direction she came. Returning to Verrshaun, she found him back at the tent with the jugglers and hoop-jumping kobolds. "Fascinating, isn't it?" she said as she tugged on his cloak. "Quite so. If you don't mind me asking, who was that?" "Nathan Orvista. I met him a few years ago. Though I hadn't seen in over two years." Verrshaun nodded. "Let's go. I think a good meal is in order." "Sounds good to me." *** 25 Kythorn 1376 Five days of intense training followed. Callia felt she was getting immensely better at wielding her hefty 17-lb mercurial greatsword. Master Chen had even taught her a few tricks, which she had mastered quite well. As a reward to herself, she bought a day of pampering at an exclusive day spa that catered to the wealthy of Waterdeep, as well as well off adventurers with the means to pay. After her day of pampering, she returned to the Dancing Jug feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. As she entered the common room of the inn, a familiar sight caught her eye. At the bar stood Nathan quaffing ale and talking to another one of the guests, a half-elven female. Ever the playboy, she muttered under her breath as she strutted over to him and smacked him on the ass. "Callia," he murmured as he turned to face her. "I'm glad you're here." She cocked an eyebrow at him and smiled. "Look what the pussy dragged in," she teased as she turned to the bartender an ordered a glass of elven wine. Placing a coin on the bar, she picked up her glass and pushed away from the bar. Looking back at him, she quipped, "Coming?" Nathan grabbed his mug and followed her, enjoying the view of her shapely backside. He followed her to the rear of the common room, where she sat down at the table with her back to the wall. Coyly Callia took a sip of her wine, and licked her lips. "I'm glad you've come." "Did you miss me?" Nathan asked as he leaned in close to her. "No," she quipped with a provocative smile as she tossed her hair over her shoulder, loving the feel of its weight sliding over her back. He chuckled as he shook his head. "Aloof as ever. You don't fool me, Callia. I know you too well. I can smell your excitement." She smiled at him, groaning lowly in her throat, utterly contented to have him with her. "I'm not trying to fool you. I just didn't have time to miss you. Master Chen has been quite brutal in his training. I had to stay focused." Nathan nodded and finished his ale, staring deeply into her blue eyes. "I have to admit I missed you. I've thought about you more than I care to admit over the past few days. I miss your independence. Slavish devotion bores me and someone fawning over me turns me off." Callia shook her head. "Ahh, you must be bored with one of your pretty play toys? Who is she this time?" "Valaria is her name. She is quite the competent druid." "Oh, a tree-hugger. What's a druid doing in Waterdeep? Doesn't she have a grove to frolic in?" Callia sneered. "Does she know you're tired of her?" "Yes." "How did that go?" "Not well. I told her how I am and thought she understood, but when it came time for me to go, she wasn't so understanding. I should've known better, though. I need to learn to stay away from spellcasters." "Good idea. That's a lesson I've learned all too well." Callia agreed. "I do believe if I have to tangle with a spellcaster, I'd prefer it be a druid over a wizard. Wizards are not fun when you get on their bad side. I met my last death at the hands of a Red Wizard of Thay. I tell you, lightning bolts really hurt." "A Red Wizard? How in the hell did you run afoul a Red Wizard?" he asked. "Oh, he had an item we were under geas to retrieve for Cormyr. We decided to take it by force. That's one mistake I won't soon make, if ever. I think that's why I've decided not to challenge Amakiir for leadership of clan Blackhawk. He'd have way too much time to prepare. I think it's better if I stay away. There are too many innocent people I'd rather not see suffer at his hands if they helped me. But maybe someday I'll be able to gather an army of allies and then we'll see how it goes." Callia replied as she stared blankly at nothing in particular. "Callia...," Nathan spoke up, drawing her attention back to him. She looked over at him, drinking in the sight of his handsome face. "Don't linger on it. It will only bring you down. Come now. Show me that beautiful smile. You know there are happier subjects for us to explore. Like that brand new body of yours I'm longing to explore." Callia let out a soft moan as she felt her body flush with excitement. "Shall we?" she asked after downing the remainder of her wine and extending her hand to Nathan. She took his hand, leading him to her suite and thanked her lucky stars that she had had the insight to get Verrshaun his own room. She surely didn't want her companion interrupting her fun with Nathan. Once she reached the room, she unlocked the door and let Nathan inside. Entering behind him, she promptly locked it and lit a candle. Callia began to undress, freeing her lithe and supple body from her clothing. She watched as Nathan's eyes feasted upon her creamy coppery brown flesh. "That's much better," she purred in a low seductive tone. "You've missed my body, haven't you?" Nathan let out a groan as he felt his cock stiffen. She hadn't changed at all and for that, he was thankful. He responded by drawing her into his arms, savoring the feel of her large breasts that pressed against his chest. "Callia," he groaned as he cupped her buttocks and pressed her wet hairless mound against the turgid hardness of his ever-hardening cock. He captured her lips, bestowing upon her a stunning kiss, wild in its intensity, hot, heady and thoroughly demanding. Callia reveled in its savageness as her nails dug into his back. Lifting her up, he pressed her against the wall and fit his hips into the cradle of her thighs. "Nathan...," she moaned as his fingers invaded the slick folds of her pussy. He felt her tightness as he slipped a finger inside, then adding another. "Damn, you're so tight...," he whispered into her ear. "You feel better than anyone I've ever had. So hot...so wet...oh so tight. Callia baby, open for me. I need you now. I need to be inside of you." She pushed against him and whispered. "Not yet. Not here. Take me to the bed." He groaned in protest as he withdrew his fingers from her wet snatch and carried her to the bed. Placing her in the middle, he quickly stripped off his own clothing and joined her. They both moaned as Callia grasped his large hardened cock. She stroked it as she nibbled and suckled at his ears and nipples. Yet she didn't end her teasing torture. The night was far too young to allow him to have her this early. No, he would have to work for her pussy. Drawing him fully into her mouth, Callia began to suck and lick the hard shaft. Her tongue whirled around the tip as her teeth lightly grazed the sensitive underside and her fingers gently fondled his balls. Nathan let out a whimper as she licked her tongue repeatedly over the underside. His breathing became more erratic and he gasped as she drew his sensitive sacs into her mouth to suckle each. Her warm teasing breathe blew across him, sending shimmers of sensation racing through him. He called her name and bucked his hips as she took his full length down her throat. He begged. Begged for more. Begged for release. Yet Callia teased him relentlessly, bringing him to the very brink of satisfaction then pulling away and changing her speed. She could hear his moans of pleasure that soon turned to protest as she held his hips down to the bed and concentrated only on the head of his cock. Her tongue probed the tip and flicked over the sensitive underside. "Ahhhhohhhhh, you're killing me," Nathan groaned with a devilish look in his eyes that told her how much he enjoyed what she was doing to him. Callia matched his look with one of her own. She wasn't even close to being done with him. "Is your heart ready to explode?" "Amongst other things, quite so," he replied, as he raised himself up on his elbows. "You haven't lost your wicked touch, have you?" With a chuckle, she pulled away from him. "I told you I'm still the same freak I've always been." "People like you and me, we never change." Nathan pulled himself to his knees and knelt before her. Placing his hands on her waist, he pulled her towards him, bringing her flush with his body. His cock stood out, utterly hard and erect, from the brown thatch of curls. It brushed her thighs, eliciting a throaty moan from him. Callia parted her legs a fraction, allowing the long shaft to slip between them. He rocked his hips, sliding his hardness through the wetness dripping from her pussy. He ground his pelvis into hers while his cock created a delicious friction that only made her wetter. Callia's nipples grew harder still, pebbling into hard taut nubs as they rubbed against his chest. He cupped her buttocks and sought out her luscious lips. "Callia...," he murmured before closing in for another kiss. Once more, he lifted her up, and pressed his fingers into her pussy. She quivered as one slid in and groaned as a second stretched her. And just as he thought he had her, he lowered her to the bed and moved to cover her with his body. Yet Callia had other things in mind. As quick as can be, Callia rolled away and climbed off the bed. "You can fuck me when you love me," she teased. Nathan let out a groan, nearly unable to withstand the ache she had caused. Yet Callia let out a giggle as she strutted across the room and sat down in a wing back chair. Resting one leg on the arm and spreading wide, she dropped one of her hands into the hairless folds of her pussy. She dipped a finger or two in, moaning as she stroked her own clit. She closed her eyes and gave herself over to the moment, finding pleasure in stroking herself. She reopened her eyes, hazy with unreleased need, and settled her gaze upon Nathan. She noted the enthralled look on his handsome face, the flushed appearance of his skin and the erection that had to have grown even larger. Her other leg soon made its way over the other arm of the chair, spreading her legs even wider apart. She focused on her clit, swollen and sticking out from its hood. Little gasps and moans escaped her throat. With one finger, she probed the wetness of her slit, slipping one finger then two in and out. She felt herself stretching as she added the tip of a third. With a groan, she pushed and let out a gasp. She was very tight. And extremely wet. Her fingers came back out dripping with her juices. With a sexy throaty moan, she brought her fingers to her lips, licking away the pungent wetness. Nathan groaned and bounded from the bed. He really didn't know how much more of her teasing he could withstand without throwing her on the bed and taking what he wanted. He fell to his knees before her, pushed her legs as wide as they would part and dove his face in. His tongue attacked her juicy wetness, bringing low, deep moans from her throat. He mauled her clit as he drew it between his lips and sucked hard. A loud squeal escaped her lips as her orgasm built within her and gushed out to soak his face. He lapped at her slit, his tongue dipping in and out, as it slashed back and forth. Her second orgasm hit on the heels of her first, hitting her hard and fast. She screamed her pleasure and panted hotly, raking her nails across his shoulders. Then he lifted her from the chair and once again pressed her up against the wall. Her legs automatically wrapped around his waist as he moved into position. He had her where he wanted her. Nathan gripped his cock and slid it back and forth along her pussy lips, priming her for his invasion. He groaned and fought back the urge to slam it home. She was wet enough. She could take him. She'd always been able to take a rough fucking and beg for more. Yet he had felt her maiden barrier as he'd probed her pussy with his fingers and tongue. He couldn't just slam it home, no matter how badly he throbbed and ached to fuck her. He had to go easy on her, no matter how fiercely he wanted to be inside of her. "Callia...my sweet...," he whispered as he nipped her ear. "Are you ready for me?" With his cock now pressing against her pussy, he knew he could join their bodies with one swift, solid thrust of his hips. Stilling her, he gave a gentle nudge against her pussy with the head of his cock and felt it sink into her. "No," she cried, as she tried to push him away. "I told you, you can fuck me when you love me." "Sweetness, I do love you," he cooed with a sexy grin gracing his face and flexed his hips once more, sending the tip sliding in another inch. Callia groaned as he stretched her. "Yeah, me and every other girl," she whispered as she attempted to wiggle out of his grasp. "But you've known that from the very beginning." "Yes, I know." She pushed at him again, trying to dislodge him from her. "Let me go." "Callia?" "Now, Nathan, let me go." "My sweet, I give you what I can. You know how I am," he coaxed, stroking her body. "I do love you. You are special to me. Now let me love you. Let me show you." "You only say that because you want to fuck me. You want to push the rest of your cock into me and fuck me," she charged hotly. "You love fucking me, but you don't really know me. The sex is great, but you have no clue who I really am. I know you move from place to place and there's always a woman. It makes me wonder if I'm the only one who you've repeatedly gone back to. So you can see why I question you when you say I'm special to you and you love me." One Night in Waterdeep Ch. 01 "Now it's my turn to have my way with you, my dear Nathan. Lie down on the bed, face down, hands under your head, darling," she purred, "Just enjoy the moment." She then moved to kneel between his spread legs, taking some massage oil, pouring it onto the palm of her hand and when it was nice and warm, spread her palms out across from his neck to the end of his shoulders, along his arms to his elbows. A nice firm soothing rub, working her way back to the middle of his neck, her thumbs working their way up his neck, fingers on the outside of his neck, kneading up and down. Pouring more massage oil into her hands, she warmed it up before spreading it down the middle of his back. Her thumbs worked their way down his spine with fingers splayed, kneading his skin along the way. She then moved to the sides of his chest, thumbs and fingers working along his sides, up and down, up and down. Then in a circular motion, Callia worked her thumbs and fingers at the sides of his waist, down his hips, making their way across to the middle of Nathan's back. Dribbling oil on the base of his back, her palms move over his ass, first one cheek, then the other. Teasing him lightly, she poured some oil onto his cheek- making him buck a little because of the coolness against his skin- but not for long as her hands spread the oil out, her thumbs working down his finely shaped ass and down the backs of his thighs, warming him all over. Moving up and down, over and around the outside of his thighs, thumbs lightly brushing the apex of his legs, Nathan bucked with the sensation as he let out a moan. She scooted down a little lower between his legs and poured some oil down the lower parts of his legs. She massaged him, working her thumbs and fingers into his tense muscles, around the backs of his knees, along his calves and then making her way up, kneading in circular motions, back past his ass to his back, all the way back up to his shoulders. Callia rolled him over and his engorged cock sprang into view. "Mmmm...look what we have here," she teased. Nathan shifted his hands to rest behind his head and left out another throaty moan. "Callia...," he groaned heavily. Ignoring his plea, she poured oil across his chest, and watched as he squirmed at the coolness of the oil against his heated flesh. She rubbed the oil in a circular motion across his chest, moving over his hardened nipples, rolling her fingers around, pulling gently, then smoothing her palm over them, feeling them rigid against her palms. More oil followed around his stomach your skin. Hands move around in circular motions, making my way across his stomach, down his hips, along the top of his thighs to the outer edges, down past his knees to his shins. Then she worked her way back up to his thighs and ultimately to his pulsating cock. Trickling some oil around the base of his cock, she massaged it around the base, and work her way up the length. Finger tips lightly feathering over the head, Callia stroked him, taking a little pre-cum and mixing it with the oils. Callia continued her teasing, stroking him lightly but firmly. Pushing his cock back, her hands make their way to his balls, her thumbs firmly massaging them. She could feel his cock is getting harder, so warm and smooth to the touch. Groaning, he bucked his hips, wanting more. Cradling him in her hands, she pushed his cock back gently and moved down to kiss its length along the underside. She worked her way from the base to the top - slowly - making her way to the top and rolling her tongue around the outside of the head, lightly flicking her tongue across the slit, and planting a tender kiss on the head - Mmmm. Moving her mouth down over the top, her tongue down one side, warm, moist and gliding down his length. She grazed her teeth lightly down the outside of his cock. Nathan bucked, begging her to take more. Her hands slid up and down, up and down his length. With her mouth and hands moving in unison, meeting each other at the centre, fingers at the same time working around his balls, kneading them. Nathan growled, no longer able to withstand this teasing torture. He snaked his fingers out, grasping for her. Running his fingers through her hair, around her ears and along her jaw, he pulled her mouth off his cock. He not-so-gently pushed her backwards, turning her over and making her kneel on all fours in front of him. On all fours with her ass sticking up in the air, Callia unleashed a heady groan as Nathan's fingers move along her slit, feeling it oh so wet. Moving down, he spread her pussy lips, licking from one hole to the other with a slow, broad tongue leaving her shivering. Then little tongue flicks over her ass and then back to her clit while pushing one finger, then two, into her slick pussy. Callia let out a squeal. Squirming, she let out another groan of desire, needing release. Nathan gripped his cock as he moved in behind her. With a chuckle, he spread her pussy lips and smoothed his head up and down her slit. "How does it feel to be teased, my sweet?" Nathan asked. Instead of pushing inside her, he pulled away, slipping one then two then three fingers inside her. Callia cried out, her breath reduced to quick, gasping pants. "Please......,"she sighed. He pumped his fingers into her, feeling them slicken with her juices. "Please, what?" Nathan asked as he laid a teasing slap on her thigh. Callia groaned, her body shaking. Then she let out a feral scream as his grazed over her sweet spot, and her juices gushed out to coat his fingers. "Yes, that's my girl," he crooned. "Cum for me." His fingers were now slamming into her, working on her sweet spot, coaxing her into an orgasmic frenzy. As orgasm after orgasm rocked her body, she slumped to the bed. "I'm not done with you," he whispered. Pulling her hips back up, he guided his rock hard cock to the entrance of her slippery slit. With one quick flick of his hips, he pushed himself into her all the way to the hilt. He met little resistance as he began to increase the speed and depth of his thrusts. Deep and slow, then shallow and swift, he changed his movements as his hands gripped her hips. All Callia could do was scream in pleasure. Then one of his hands slipped to her clit to stroke it. He noticed the feel of her hips pushing back into him as she begged for release, begged for more. Nathan's own groans join in with those of Callia's as he diddled her swollen clit. He could feel his balls tighten even more and knew his own orgasm was close at hand. Yet he had to make her cum once more before he allowed himself his own release. He knew hers would bring his. Nathan grabbed the headboard for better leverage and raised himself. He gripped her hip with one hand, spreading her wider to accommodate his harder thrusts, almost brutal in their intensity. Harder and harder, Nathan thrust as deep as he could, grazing her sweet spot over and over again. It was too much for Callia to withstand. With a scream, she came to a body-shaking, heart-stopping, earth-shattering climax. The spasms within her cum slicked pussy set off Nathan's own orgasm and he let out a mighty groan. He pounded into her as pump after pump of cum poured out into her. With one final grunt, he slipped himself out of her and grasped for air. He rolled to his back, his heart still pounding in his chest. Callia slumped to the bed, groaning as her body shook. Moments passed while they recovered their breaths. Knowing how sensitive he was after sex, Callia chuckled and moved her hand to his cock, sticky from both of their juices. Nathan whimpered and groaned. "Callia...," Moving down his body, she licked around the head of his semi-flaccid cock before dropping to lick along the length, cleaning up some of their spent juices. He pulled her back up and pinned her back on the bed, moving his mouth to her parted lips, planting upon her passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around him, relishing in the glow of their spent passions. With a blissful sigh, he laid his head against her ample chest, his tongue flicking at her hardened nipple, while his hand roaming over her lithe body. "I love you, my sweetness," he murmured before closing his eyes and slipping into a peaceful sleep. Callia chuckled and joined him, knowing full well they needed the rest. For she knew their passions for each other would reignite once they awoke. To Be Continued... One Night In Waterdeep "I don't make it a habit to go back to anyone I've been with before. I tend to choose the ones who think the way I do, the ones who aren't after forever." "I don't want forever. You'll die before I will and aging humans don't turn me on. I'd rather remember you as you are now." "Then allow me to give you something to remember me by. You know as well as I do this will most likely be our last chance to be together." Nathan had refused to let her go and was now stroking her sides. He hadn't allowed his cock to slip from within her tight sheath. "I thought you wanted me to fuck you. Isn't that what all the teasing was about? Let me show you what you mean to me. Let me make you scream." Callia let out a moan and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She nipped his ear with her teeth. "Ohhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhh, Nathan, you're so good to me." He pulled the tip of his cock out of her and replaced it with his fingers. Her juices were flowing freely as his fingers slid in. Her musky scent filled the room as she moaned as he teased her clit. She was a sex bomb getting ready to explode. "Just imagine how this big thick cock will feel stuffed into your tight pussy, sliding in and out pushing deeper and deeper into you. Is that what you want, Callia? You want my big hard cock to fuck your hungry little pussy. Don't you want me to explore your luscious body and make you my woman?" "Oh yes... please... fuck me, Nathan... fuck me with your big hard cock...," she groaned, desperately wanting to be his woman. Nathan pulled his fingers from her pussy, bent his knees, and guided the bulging head of his cock over the juicy slit at the entrance to her womanly treasure. He rubbed up and down her moist folds. She pushed against him as the crown of his cock slid back and forth across her clit. "Oh... oh yes... ah... ah... fuck me... ohhhhh... nooowwwwww..." Callia was on the verge of exploding from the stimulation of his thick cock against her clit. She reached down, wrapped her fingers around his hard flesh, and guided him back into her tight pussy lips. At the same time he thrust upward, slowly inching himself into her. Callia let out a groan as he stretched her pussy walls. She bit her lip and fought back a squeal as he broke through her maiden barrier in one bold, ravaging thrust. He pulled out and slammed back into her, driving his cock even deeper up her cunt. Callia screamed and clawed his back. He was so deep within her. Pleasure flooded over her as her pussy convulsed around him. His hard cock touched every nerve ending inside her pussy. The tightness in her intensified. Her head began to spin as her pussy gripped his cock. Callia bit her lip and started to shake. An explosion unlike any she had ever experienced ripped through her pussy. Callia screamed from the unbearable pleasure that surged through every muscle in her body. She gasped for air. Her body jerked hard, then again and again. Nathan's big cock continued to pound into her repeatedly. She could feel her pussy twitch and gush around his swollen girth. Her orgasm didn't stop. Juices streamed down her thighs. Nathan cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples, sending her off on another wave of uncontrollable spasms. Still holding her tight and keeping her impaled on his cock, he moved away from the wall and carried her to the bed. Laying her down, he smacked her bottom and lifted her legs over his shoulders. Then the thrusting began once more. Pinching her nipples, slapping her thighs, stroking her clit, his teasing became relentless. It was almost too much for Callia to bear. It was almost too intense. Her ill-used pussy was getting the mother of all fuckings, one like she'd never had before from anyone. This must be Nathan's way of showing her what she meant to him. And Callia was enjoying every stroke of it. She let loose a squeal as another orgasm built within. She called his name and urged him on. More, harder, faster, now, now, NOW!!! His cock jerked within her and she knew he was close. Returning the favor, she reached up and tweaked both his nipples, eliciting a moan from him. "Callia..." he murmured, "So close...so hot...so wet..." "Oh yes... fuck me Nathan... fuck me hard... yeah, right there... oh yes... I love your cock... ooohhhh... fuck me...," A few hard pounding thrusts more were all it took to bring both of them to their peaks. Both Callia and Nathan screamed as their orgasms rocked each of their bodies. Callia dug her nails into the flesh of his chest and slammed her hips into his. He mashed against clit, bringing another scream from her lips. Soaked and sated, Nathan collapsed against her sweat-slicked body. He nuzzled his head between her heaving breasts as he gasped for breath. Neither spoke as seconds ticked by, becoming minutes. Words were unnecessary. Nathan rolled away from her and sprawled across the large bed as his breathing slowed to normal. He glanced over at Callia. He smiled as he noticed her still-shaking body. Her skin held a healthy glow and he knew the after effects of her powerful orgasm were still thrumming through her. A wicked chuckle escaped his lips as he spread her legs once again and attacked her sensitive clit with his tongue. Callia screamed and exploded instantly. He lapped up her juices, savoring the musky pungent flavor. He moaned against her, his hot breathe skimming her lips, as he hardened once more. His cock throbbed.He wanted her again. But there was something else he wanted to do for her. Stepping from the bed, he reached for the pitcher of cool water and poured some into the bowl. After dipping in a cloth to get it wet, he returned to the bed. Callia watched him with a sultry look in her eyes. She watched as he smoothed the cloth over her thighs. She let out a moan as the cool cloth encountered her still steamy pussy lips. He washed away all traces of blood, sweat and cum, cleaning her thoroughly. "You're so good to me...," Callia murmured as she watched him wash clean his still hardened cock and balls. "I love you, Callia. How could I not be good to you?" Nathan dropped the cloth to the floor and slid in between her thighs. "You're my freaky elven goddess. I worship you." "Ahh, you old charmer, you. I bet you say that to all your elven women." Callia chuckled. "No matter, though, I'm okay with that. I know you well, Nathan love." Nathan rested his head against her thighs, inhaling her musky scent. Snaking his tongue out, he began licking his way up her thigh and over the juncture of her legs. The first touch of his tongue had her moaning in sweet ecstasy. His tongue danced circles upon her pussy lips before probing inside with a long sweep over her engorged clit. She could feel his hot breath upon her silken folds. Callia let out a blissful squeal as she widened her legs, giving him greater access. He threw her legs over his shoulders and plunged his face into her pussy. His tongue swept along her swollen lips. He slowly licked her puffy lips, tasting the tangy flavor of her sweet pussy juice. Callia moaned and bucked her hips, demanding more. His teasing licks and nips soon turned serious as he captured her swollen clit between his lips and began to suck. He slipped two fingers inside her, curling them upward until he found her sweet spot. His fingers glided over the mass of nerves, sending pulsating spasms racing through her. Callia squealed her pleasure as she arched her back. He soon had her writhing and bucking until her body once again reached its climax. As she lay shaking from the aftermath of the powerful orgasm, Nathan pulled himself up to cover her body and slid his hardened cock back into her wet pussy. Another squeal slipped from Callia's lips as she wrapped her legs around his narrow hips. Almost immediately he brought her screaming to climax with his deep penetrating thrusts that pulverized her sweet spot. She let out another scream as he hooked her legs back over his shoulders and thrust as deeply as he could. Callia raked her nails down his back and sank her teeth into the hollow of his neck. A low growl escaped Nathan's lips as he buried himself deep. He possessed her fully. There wasn't a spot on her body that didn't quiver or ache with pleasure. She moaned in rapture as his thrusts took on yet a deeper hold, delving, assailing her with rhythmic spasms. Callia screamed once more as another violent orgasm took her. She shook uncontrollably as a blast of searing heat stormed her body, one so potent and demanding that it overwhelmed her. Her feral intensity spurred Nathan on, as he changed the rhythm of his thrusts once more. He felt the pressure building inside him. His own orgasm was close at hand. He pounded into with deep, forceful thrusts, impaling her upon his thick cock. He let out a groan. "Callia...ohhhhh...yessssss...soooooo goood...soooooo tight...take my cock...take it all...ooooOOOOOOOOOHHHH...AAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHHHHH... YES... OOH YES I'M CUMMMMINGGGGGGGGG!!" His voice rose a few octaves as he barreled away between her thighs, mashing her clit, as he felt her pussy walls contract around his cock. Her screams of pleasure joined his as their orgasms hit them hard. Nathan groaned as he pumped her pussy full of his cum and felt her hot juices bathe him. He collapsed against her sweaty breasts and gasped for breath. "You never fail to amaze me, my sweet," he moaned as he rolled onto his back to catch his breath. "I think you've drained me." "I hope not. I'm not done with you yet," Callia purred. "Nor I you. Let us rest for a while." Nathan suggested as he cuddled her to him, and gently stroked her body. "I want this night to be perfect in every way." Nathan held her close as he slowly stroked her soft silky skin. He watched as she closed her eyes and snuggled deeper into his embrace. The night had only just begun. To Be Continued...