2 comments/ 9706 views/ 2 favorites The Voyage Begins Ch. 02 By: EasyGoinGuy08 This is a continuation of The Voyage Begins. If you haven't read it you probably should before you read this chapter. There are a lot of things in that first chapter that explain the tread of my story. This is a true story with just a few embellishments and omissions. The time frame is the mid 1990's. Thank you for reading. * I called for "delivered take out" from the fish house we'd eaten at on our first "date". It was going to take them about 35 minutes. Once that was done I went back several times to check on Kathleen. Each time I looked in on her she appeared to be resting very peacefully so I let her sleep. By then the fire was down to glowing coals so I extinguished most of the candles and closed the window. I changed into a pull over and some satin running shorts so I could answer the door when I needed to. I knew that she needed to sleep. Heck between the nervous energy she had burned off, even before she got to my place that afternoon, and the physical and emotional energy she had exerted during our "intimate encounter" she had to be exhausted. Even just a few minutes of sleep would help. So I decided not to disturb her until the delivery guy got there with our dinner. I passed time by setting a table for two; my best china, crystal wine glasses, good silver settings and candles. As I puttered I was beginning to worry about what Kathleen's reaction was going to be to everything that had happened over the last 3 or 4 hours. What would she feel about me seeing her virtually naked for nearly two hours. Would my actions disgust her once she had time to think about the things I had done to her. I knew the entire experience had to have been more than a little overwhelming for her. The poor lady had no idea what was going to happen to her when she knocked on my front door earlier that afternoon. I was shocked out of my thoughts by the door bell, dinner was here. I paid the man, closed the door and turned to the kitchen. There she was, standing in the door that led from the den to the dining room. She was still in the black velvet robe, her hair was a bit "tossed" and she had a very serene look on her face with just a touch of a tentative smile in the corners of her eyes. She was beautiful. "Hi there!" was the cleverest thing that came to my mind at that point and it just slipped out. We both just stood there for several long silent seconds looking into each others eyes. I could tell she was searching my face for some sign of what was going through my mind at that very moment. I knew she was because I was doing the very same thing. As I stood there all I really wanted to do was take her in my arms and hug her, but my hands were full of the bags and boxes that contained our dinner. I broke the silence with a very animated; "Don't go away. Give me a second I want to set all this stuff down. Are you hungry? I hope you don't mind I ordered the same thing you had the other night down by the pier." All that had come out in one long string of words without me taking a breath as I hurried into the kitchen. I sat it all on the counter and hurried back into the dinning room. I slowed my pace before actually stepping into her view. Boy do I know how to charm a lady or what? Then it struck me, I was NERVOUS. What was going on here? When I stepped back into the dining room I was surprised to see that Kathleen had dimmed the lights and lit the candles. There she was standing by the table with one hand holding the front of her robe closed at her chest as she watched her other hand, palm down gliding softly, almost lovingly, over the white linen table cloth. She looked up at me just as just the tips of her fingers traced the texture of the rough linen; "I never knew the sense of touch could bring so much pleasure." I wasn't sure if she was referring to the texture of the white cloth or the touches we had exchanged just a few feet down the hall a little over an hour ago. Rather than ask I searched her eyes for the answer. The answer was simple, both. I somehow knew as I watched her that the lessons of the evening had awakened a new awareness in this beautiful woman. I stepped to her with open arms. She pressed her body to mine; her head rested on my chest and her arms wrapped around me tightly. As my arms embraced her Kathleen began to sob deeply. I was at a loss. That was the LAST thing I expected. I held her close to my chest with one hand and gently kissed the top of her head. "There, there." I said with a soft loving voice. "Are you alright? Did I hurt you?" There was genuine concern in my questions. In a flash she push back from my chest, looked me square in the eyes and half crying half laughing said, "Hurt me?! I thought you were trying to KILL me!" She paused to wipe her nose with the back of her hand and a smile broke open across her face. It was one of those smiles that even made her eyes smile with just the hint of a sparkle. "There were a couple of times there I wasn't even breathing for at least 2 or 3 minutes. My body was so tense I couldn't even take a breath if I had wanted to. More then once you had me seeing little white stars and flashing colors. I thought for sure I was going to pass out." I wanted to say, "So did I prove my point?" But I knew that was just my male ego trying to illicit a few strokes, so what I actually said was. "You were incredible! And... ...and I'm sorry." "Sorry!" Her eyes were wide and wild. "SORRY! Are you kidding? That was the most intense experience I've ever had in my entire life. I didn't know a human body... No! I didn't know MY BODY was capable of doing things like that. I don't know what YOU did TO me but... what ever it was it was totally amazing" The tears were gone, she stepped to me again and hugged me tightly and almost whispered. "If someone was to ask me right now to describe what happened to me in there I wouldn't be able to describe it. There aren't words." I hugged her tightly and to lighten the mood asked. "Are you hungry?" She just nodded her head against my chest and squeezed tighter. I stepped back and took her face in my hands. As our lips met her eyes remained open, intense and locked on mine. At the edge of my vision I could see her left hand silently, almost imperceptibly slip to her tummy and press lightly between where I thought her naval was and the top of what would be her panty line if she was wearing the white satin G-string. I was sure I had hurt her I put a lot into that kiss. I wanted her to have no doubt that I had enjoyed my time with her. The kiss continued for several long minutes. The intensity and passion grew. Her hand pressed a little more firmly on her tummy and caressed in an up and down motion with short luxuriating strokes; I could feel her body tremble and sensed that a small orgasm had passed through her body. Her eyes softened but her kiss was still filled with passion. Maybe I hadn't hurt her... After several more long minutes she stepped back and in a whisper asked; "What are you doing to me?" Before I could answer there was a sudden change in her demeanor and she announced; "I'm starving!" "I noticed." She caught my double meaning and playfully slapped my arm. "For FOOD mister!" She turned and was heading for the kitchen when she looked back at me over her shoulder, "Come on, let me help." I noticed that she walked in short controlled steps; I just knew I had hurt her and she was trying not to show it. I felt terrible inside but kept a forced smile on my face. If she could be strong so could I. We sat side by side while we ate. It was hard to look at each other but she said she needed to be close. Who was I to argue? The conversation was light and I loved watching her as she spoke. There was a fire in her eyes that hadn't been there the other times we'd spent time together. But she never once touched on the subject of "our afternoon". Dinner was superb and over too quickly. I was enjoying her company and I figured she would be leaving soon after we finished. Much to my surprise and delight she had other plans. That delight would soon turn to self loathing... She stood from the table; "Do you mind if we take the rest of our wine into the living room and sit on the sofa? If that's alright, I might even take a little more after this is gone." She held up a glass that was half full and turned for the sofa. I noticed that she still walked in short controlled steps; I just knew I had hurt her... "Are you all right?" I asked with genuine concern. "Of course I am!" she looked at me trying to read my face and determine why I had asked. "You are walking funny like you're sore or hurting." I was near tears at this point. I could almost feel the pain I just knew she was having... She stopped and faced me. Her wine glass held casually in her left hand in front of her, she placed her open right palm against her tummy, much as she had when we had kissed just a few minutes before at the table. When I looked up at her face she was bright shade of red. A smile broke out across her face and she almost whispered. "They are still inside me, the magic crystals. They feel like they are going to fall out if I walk normally." She looked down at the hand on her midsection and once again started to caress her tummy in an up and down motion with short luxuriating strokes. "They make me feel so full, and they cause such incredible feeling inside me. They helped me have a small orgasm when you kissed me at the table. They are VERY magical indeed." Her face was beaming and her eyes sparkled. "Before I came from your den I put the one orb that had come out of me back inside me and put the white panties on to help hold them in. I just imagined it was you giving me a 'helping hand' and it felt even nicer." I detected a slight shiver shake her body. Then it struck me. They had been inside her for well over an hour, probably closer to two. What was I thinking? Obviously I wasn't! I was an IDIOT!! I had used the orbs with one or two other women before and knew that without constant internal lubrication they would be very difficult to get out. They would dry out or worse yet her secretions would coagulate on the surface of the spheres and make them very sticky. They would probably even cause some mild abrasions on the soft tender tissues of her vaginal passage. After watching her respond so strongly that afternoon in the room I had forgotten that ALL this was totally new to this beautiful lady and she had no idea what to do after we had finished. And all I had done was left her there to sleep. She saw the concern on my face and I could detect a flash of panic on hers. "What's wrong? I'm all right?" her hand had stopped pressing on her tummy and grabbed my wrist. "Sit down and finish your wine, you'll be fine. I won't let anything hurt you!" I said in a hushed and caring voice. Kathleen sat on the sofa and sipped her wine while she hung on every word as I told her my fears. When I was finished she took my hand in her and all she said was: "I trust you. Tell me what we have to do." My mind was racing for an answer as I explained my concerns to her. Then it came to me. We needed to get her turned on like she had been back there in that room, in the chair. That way she would lubricate like she had earlier when we "played". If she got even a little "turned on" we could get them out easily; give her a little more pleasure before we called it a night and I would get a chance to gaze upon this beautiful woman's body one more time before I had to drive her home. The plan was coming together in my mind and I had to get a couple of things from my room to make it happen. "I'll be right back!" In my room I grabbed a couple of plush bath sheets from the linen closet and dug through the night stand by my bed for the "magic bullet" that was there for "emergency use only". I noticed a small hand held mirror and a tube of K-Y in the drawer too. I slid the switch on the control for the "Bullet" to check the batteries and it buzzed to life. I chuckled to myself "Another new experience for her, she's going to wonder what hit her today..." I placed the bullet, mirror and K-Y in the folds of one of the towels; they were going to be a "surprise". She was sitting calmly on the sofa sipping her wine as she watched me coming. She wasn't nervous I could see it in her eyes. I thought for a moment she was actually amused by all of this. I sat the towel with the "surprise" on the back of the sofa and spread the other bath sheet out on one of the sofa's cushions. I closed the drapes, turned all of the lights off except a couple that gave just enough illumination to the room to see what we were going to be doing but left a romantic golden glow. I picked up the remote to the stereo and started a CD I always left in the player. It was one that I listened to when I needed to relax. It wasn't really romantic but it was soft and soothing and the slightest bit sensual. I had an antique Cheval mirror standing in the corner that I casually moved a bit closer to the sofa. I don't think Kathleen even noticed. I positioned it where I hoped we'd be able to see ourselves as things developed. She watched me with a slight smile on her face. "You seem to know what you're doing. You do this sort of thing often?" There was a lilt to her voice so I knew she was teasing. "To be perfectly honest, NO, I'm sort of winging it here." I said it while looking deep into her eyes. I wanted her to know that what I said was the truth. I wanted her to understand that this wasn't some "canned routine" that I'd used a 100 times on a parade of women before tonight. I knelt on the tile floor between her knees and leaned forward to her to kiss her. I took her face in my hands and lovingly kissed her lips, her nose, her eye lids and her jaw line to her ear then back to her lips. I sat back a little and said. "I'm sorry that I was so thoughtless and let it get to this point. I should have been more aware and I should have helped you take them out when we were finished." I was serious, "I bet you would have enjoyed that!" her eyes smiled again with her words, "I would have too." "So what do we have to do?" She was actually looking forward to this even though she didn't have a clue what I was going to do. "We need to work on getting you in 'the mood' then we'll get them out." So I leaned in again and kissed her. This time the kiss was passionate. She was right there with me. It was hard to believe this was the same woman I had spent that "so -- so" evening with on that first date. Her tongue wrestled with mine and she sucked the tip of mine into her mouth. Her hands embraced my head and pulled me tightly to her face. Her breathing was heavy and rapid. Her whole body was drawn into the kiss. I leaned back to take a breath and stood. Her eyes questioned me as I turned and sat on the towel covered cushion with my legs spread wide. I patted the towel between my legs and told her; "Come here and sit between my legs and lean back against me." She did as I asked. When she did she scooted her body back tight to my body and laid her head back on my shoulder. Her eyes closed, she reached out for my hands and pulled my arms around her waste and held them there with her arms. I glanced at the antique mirror, PERFECT, but said nothing about it. I'm sure she felt my hard erection pressed in the crease of her bottom because she wiggled against it imperceptibly and let out a deep sigh. My mouth was close to her ear so I whispered; "You were incredible in there this afternoon and this evening. I loved watching your body respond, you were beautiful." I kissed her ear and nuzzled her neck. Her body shivered. "There is nothing more beautiful that watching a gorgeous woman in the throws of an intense orgasm. You do know what an orgasm is, don't you?" Her body shivered again and from deep in her chest came a quiet "Um -huh... I do now," a smile crossed her face but her eyes remained closed. "Feel the sensations..." my arms slipped from her grip and with open hands I softly caressed her arms with my finger tips. Her arms were still covered by the black velvet sleeves. Another shiver. "I love the feel of the velvet under my fingers. It's soft and warm and I can feel the contour of your arm. If I touch real lightly I can even feel small bumps on your skin." I blew lightly in her ear and kissed her neck. Another small shiver raced through her body and I could feel the goose bumps on her arms and see her nipples harden and form little points in the velvet fabric on her chest. "I can feel them.. the goose bumps. That little shiver gave you goose bumps didn't it?" There was a slight nod of her head. With my open hands, fingers spread wide, I slowly brushed her stiff nipples with just the tips of each finger. First up, then down, then up then down again. I did this several times and her body jerked slightly and a deep moan came from deep in her soul. "You like that?" There was another small nod of her head. "So do I, it makes me very hard. Can you feel how hard I am?" A small nod... "Enjoy the sensations. Let your body speak to you, listen to it, do what it tells you to do, let it take you to very beautiful places." I let my hands move to the tops of her thighs and caressed the velvet there. At first she pressed her knees together and tensed. I continued my soft strokes, she sighed then relaxed back into my chest and her legs relaxed. "Feel the sensations as my fingers dance across the front of your thighs; let those feelings flow through your body. Feel them in your finger tips, your toes even the tip of your nose. Can you feel them?" Another small nod... followed by a stronger shiver. "Feel the tingle in your nipples when they get hard. Let that tickle ignite the fire between your legs and make you clitoris tingle." "Does your clitoris tingle?" She took a deep breath and almost whimpered, "OH GOD yes it tingles! How do you do THIS to me? My body is on FIRE!" I responded with a question, "Are you wet?" "I'm dripping; I can feel it running down between the cheeks of my bottom." She sighed and quivered again. I reached for the sash at her waste and untied it. She made no effort to stop me. I spread the black velvet fabric of her robe over my legs exposing the entire front of her body to my gaze. Just the white satin panties covered her vulva. My hands rested on my thighs. "You are beautiful," I whispered in her ear. "Look at how hard your nipples are. Do they ache?" A small nod... followed by a strong quake of her body. The quake caused the fullness of her breasts to quiver with after shocks and her tummy muscles rippled. "Look in the mirror over here to our left." She looked to the standing mirror. "Watch how your breasts move when the rest of your body moves." She lifted her head to look closer at the mirror and then at her chest as I gave her shoulders a light nudge that sent her breasts into a very sexy jiggle. "OH MY God! Isn't that sexy?" My voice almost caught in my throat and my words came out horse. "Oh my GOD YES... ...WHAT are you DOING TO me?" her words were horse too. Her head lay back on my shoulder with a deep moan and another quake rocked her body. I moved my hands from my legs to Kathleen's hips; the contact surprised her and made her flinch. "Relax.." I breathed the words into her ear. "Let me explore this beautiful body of yours for a few minutes. I can't get enough..." With that I let my hands lightly glide over any part of her body they could reach. The action of my left hand mirrored the actions of my right hand. From her hips my fingers danced over the tops of her thighs to the inside of her legs just below the white satin G-string that covered her. Instinctively her legs parted slightly as my finger continued their dance to the inside of each leg until just above her knees. There the dance stopped and I slowly brought both hands up the inside of her legs with a feathery touch. They stopped when they touched the edges of the soft white fabric. It was SOAKED, she was completely wet. The Voyage Begins Ch. 02 A deep groan slipped from my chest. I was enjoying this too much to stop now. I placed my open hands on her hips and marveled at the warmth of her skin on mine. "You are so warm. Can you feel how warm my hands are when they touch you?" Her hands reached for mine, I gently slapped them away. "No touching! Not yet. I'm enjoying this too much, let me 'play' a little longer. OK?" Her hands hung at her sides outside of my legs with her palms on the plush towel. They began to trace the pile of the towel with her finger tips. I moved my arms outside of hers and placed my hands on her hips. Ever so slowly I slid them up to her midsection and took a moment to trace the outline of her navel. A slight shiver.. They continued their journey over the base of her rib cage to her chest. I paused with both hands resting just below her breasts. "I have wanted to do this since those incredible kisses on our second 'date' at your place. I can't begin to tell you how much self control it took for me to resist touching you that night." I moved my hands to cup her beasts and trapped her erect nipples between the side of my thumbs and the top edge of my hands. My hand engulfed her flesh and I squeezed lightly. Her body shook and she moaned deeply. Her hands started to move to mine. "Not yet! I'm enjoying this too much." I rolled both nipples with my thumbs. There was movement at her hips as her bottom lifted off the sofa and her pelvis thrust into the air two or three times and her body shook more strongly that time. She glance at the mirror. With a loud whimper of frustration she settled back down on the cushion and forced her bottom more tightly against my loins. "Do you want me to stop?" I was teasing but would have if she had wanted me to. "OH GOD NO! I think my body is going to EXPLODE!! There was a quiver to her voice. I chuckled lightly at her comment, "I doubt that but I'm sure going to try." "I love the feel of your breast in my hands." I squeezed lightly. "Your nipples are so long and thick and so sensitive," I rolled them again, she shook, "I want to suck them into my mouth and tease these hard little nubs with my tongue." I squeezed harder this time and pulled a little. Her body convulsed, her torso rolled forward and her knees came to her chest, she was nearly in the fetal position and her breathing stopped as she quaked for several long seconds. As she relaxed and her body settled back against my chest she whispered "I don't know how much more of this I can take..." I breathed in her ear... "The human body is pretty incredible; I promise it can take a whole lot more than this. YOUR body is particularly incredible." I reached around and cupped her breast again and hefted them feeling their weight. "You have beautiful breasts, GOD I LOVE THEM they are PERFECT." As I squeezed and fondled them her right hand moved to the white patch between her legs. "Ah, ah, ah, don't touch! I'll get to that in a moment. Are you wet?" She sighed, "Yes, I'm soaked. I don't know where all of that is coming from." I chuckled again, "Don't worry there is a lot more where that came from." I was still kneading her breasts and pulling her nipples. She took a deep breath, "Don't you think we could get the crystals out now? You said I needed to be wet. I'M WET!" "Probably, but I'm enjoying this too much. Trust me there are better ways than using our fingers to get them out. Be patient and enjoy." It was time to take it up a notch. Her head rested on my shoulder, her eyes were closed and she was making soft mewing sounds as my left hand continued to make love to her breasts. My right hand found its way between her legs. She was VERY WET. I stroked the soft white material that covered her clitoral hood a few times than ran my finger down the crease between her nether lips. I brought my fingers to my mouth and sucked them dry. She opened her eyes and watched me savor her essence. I reached down and wet them once more. This time I brought them to her mouth, she didn't hesitate. She sucked them hungrily. When her fluids were gone she continued to suck very seductively and her eyes locked on mine. "Don't you taste sweet? That is the nectar of the Gods." I paused to let that sink in. "Stand up." It was a request not a command. "Are we done?" she sounded tentative but stood with her back to me. "No, we've just begun." I glanced at the clock on the bookshelves; we'd been at this for over two hours. I was amazed, it seemed like it had been just a few minutes since we sat down. "Please take off the robe." She hesitated for just seconds then shrugged her shoulders and the black velvet formed a pool at her feet. I heard myself take a sharp deep breath. She was nearly naked in front of me. The straps of the G-string rode up over the top of the globes of her bottom and disappeared into the valley that they made. I paused for a moment and she started to turn. "Don't move. I want to enjoy this view. It's MAGNIFICENT!" Her body trembled. "May I take your panties off?" my voice was almost reverent. She nodded once. I slowly slipped the straps over her bottom and luxuriated in the smooth baby soft skin. I leaned forward and kissed each globe. I moaned. I sat back and pushed the dainty item down her legs. She stepped out of them and I picked then up along with the robe and laid them on the arm of the sofa. When I sat back she was still standing there but now she was trembling. "Are you OK?" I was really concerned. "I don't know how you do this to me." I could barely hear her. "Just knowing that you're back there looking at me is making me have these mini-orgasms. I can't stop them." "Do you want to stop them?" She looked at the ceiling and breathed in deeply. She exhaled with a long drawn out "Nooooooooooo....". "Please sit down." Kathleen sat and as she leaned back against my chest I could see a pink flush to her skin from the base of her scalp, down her neck to just below her shoulder blades. This lady was VERY turned on. Her head lay back on my shoulder, her eyes were closed. "Sit up and lean forward." Her eyes opened and she looked into my eyes for an answer. "Just for a second, I promise." When she did I pulled my sweater over my head and off. I laid it near the robe and G-string. "OK lean back against me." The bare skin of her back came in contact with the bare skin of my torso and elicited a primal groan from deep in both of our chests. I wrapped my arms completely around her and held her tight against my chest while I nuzzled her neck and inhaled her sweet scent. Her soft hair touched my face and sent a shiver through my body and brought goose bumps to my arms and legs. Her head lolled back and away from my snuggling face to give me greater access. I took advantage of her position to retrieve the "silver bullet", mirror and K-Y without her knowledge. I let loose my grip and slipped both hands towards the juncture of her legs. As they got near her pubic hair I ran them wide and to the front of her thighs without touching her mound. From there I dipped my fingers between her legs about six inches below her vulva and with gentle pressure coaxed her legs apart. I spread my legs wider to give her room. "If it feels like the first sphere is going to come out, don't let it. You can tighten your vaginal muscles to keep it in. Just like you did in the chair, remember?" She nodded. "Fight it, don't let it out. OK?" She nodded again. My hands slid higher, my fingers were now at each side of her vulva in the crease between the inside of her leg and her puffy outer lips. I pulled outward and could just see her outer lips part. "I want you to touch yourself. I want you to put a finger in your vagina and get it wet. If you reach deep enough you might even be able to feel the first crystal. But I don't want you to make yourself come. OK?" She breathed a frustrated sigh but nodded her head. "Remember; if you get close don't take yourself over the edge. I get to do that." There was a quick nod and she looked down at herself. "Scoot your hips forward a little and lean back. I want to be able to watch what you're doing." When she did I had a breathtaking view of her beautiful body. Her vulva was red and swollen. The flush on her skin now covered both breasts and stopped just above her navel. I could feel her heart pounding through the back of her torso against my abdomen. "Slip just one finger inside yourself." Her hand moved to her vagina and she thrust a single finger into her opening. "Slowly!" I admonished. "Now slide it along the front wall of you vagina, SLOWLY." "Now slide it in and out like I showed you how to do when you were in the chair. Put a little more pressure on that sensitive place inside you that I rubbed with my fingers. Can you feel it?" When she took a sharp intake of air into her lungs I knew she's found it. Her body shook. "Don't come." It was a command this time. "You can't come until I tell you to." "Get your clitoris wet." She dug deep in her vagina with two fingers and spread her wetness all over her outer lips and her clitoris. "Run one of your fingers around your clitoris, but don't touch the end of it. Pull you clitoris hood back so we can see you." Kathleen used two fingers to pull her hood back towards her tummy. Her clitoris stood tall and hard and pulsed with the beat of her heart. This was the first time either of us had seen her "little man in the boat" out in the open. "Can you see it throb? Can you feel it throb?" I almost growled the words in her ear. "OH MY GOD that is BEAUTIFUL. I've never looked at myself like this. OH GOD, yes I can SEE it throb. OH GOOOO ..... DDD I wish we had a mirror so we could see all of me." She was looking intently and spoke with amazement in her voice. I retrieved the hand mirror and held it so we could both see her open, red, dripping vagina. She froze for a moment while she inspected herself for the first time in her life. I whispered in her ear, "Touch it! Make it feel good." Her eyes locked on the image in the mirror and as her other fingers held the hood out of the way she stretched one finger forward and tentatively touched it. It was like she had been shocked. Her pelvis thrust up lifting her hips off the sofa and she stifled a squeak in her throat. She sucked in a deep breath, "OOOOOHHHHH that is sooooo sensitive." I almost laughed. I whispered in her ear, "Use the pad of your finger tip to lightly touch the end of that little nub." She did. "Now tap it a couple of times." When she did her hips jumped again each time her finger contacted the responsive pink pearl. I encouraged her, "Now very slowly and very lightly circle the tip with your finger." As she did her hips lifted off the cushion and her legs spread wider, her legs began to quiver and her breath was coming in short bursts. I glanced at the mirror in my hand and froze. Her inner lips had parted and I could see directly into her vaginal passage where the crest of the sphere was coming into view. "Look at the mirror." I was almost saying it to myself but she heard me and her eyes lifted to see what I was looking at. Her finger started to move faster on her clitoris, her hips started to thrust and I could hear a faint grunting sound as her pleasure built. "Don't you dare come." My voice was louder than I had intended but I wanted to be sure that she would hear me. "Make it build! Press a little harder with your finger. Make it build!" The grunts became a long drawn out moan that echoed the shear pleasure she was creating in her loins and her hips seemed to float in mid air. The sensations were so intense she clenched her eyes closed and her face uttered a silent scream. I knew she was close so I pulled the control for the bullet close to my right thigh and sat the "egg" next to it. Then I put a small dab of the K-Y on the middle finger of my left hand. "Are you ready to get the first sphere?" She grunted a "u-huh". I reached down and slid the control until the "bullet" started to buzz. The sound caught her attention but she continued to concentrate on working her core. I slid the control slide more and the bullet almost sounded menacing. I handed the mirror to her left hand and showed her how to keep her hood retracted with two fingers of her right hand. "Hold the mirror so you can see what I'm doing to you. OK? Her eyes darted to the sight in the antique mirror at our left and I could in her expression that she was in awe of what she was witnessing and experiencing first hand. "Now hold the hood back." Her eyes flashed back to the scene on the mirror between her legs. I picked up the sliver egg and placed it against her vulva at the top of her crease and rocked it back and made light contact with the bottom side of her clitoris. Her back arched higher and her whole body began to quake. Her feet were flat on the cold tile floor her head supported by my left shoulder. Her eyes burned at the image she was seeing in the small mirror. She took a deep gulp of air and stopped breathing. In a horse whisper I spoke in her ear. "Make it build. Don't come yet. Not until I tell you." She whimpered. "Not yet!" I continued. "We're almost there. Take a breath!" The air leapt from her lungs and was just as quickly replaced by a fresh supply. Her eyes were pleading. Her face was contorted as if she was in pain and a deep color of red. The veins on her neck stood like steel cables. "Not yet! Make it build" I slid my left hand, palm up, along the small of her back and to the crest of her bottom. The finger with the K-Y found the crease. The cold touch of the jelly on her skin made her flinch. My finger moved into the crevice in search of her anus. When it made contact there was another sudden rush of the air escaping her lungs. But she didn't breathe in. I teased the sensitive spot with my finger but never penetrated. I pressed the bullet harder to her clitoris just as the first joint of my finger entered her rectum. "NOT YET!" Her whole body shook violently. She still wasn't breathing. "NOT YET!" I glance at the mirror to our left; "MY GOD WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SIGHT" my tone was reverent yet clearly at the pitch of excitement. "NOT YET!" "BREATH" Her breaths came in strong short "chugs". "NOT YET!" "NOT YET!" Her whole being was shaking her eyes were unfocused and pleading. "NOW!!" With that single word there was a noise coming from her body that sounded like the grunt of an angry bull it morphed into the roar of a lion and finally came out as a heart stopping scream. Her body went ridged for at least sixty seconds. I had kept the bullet pressed to her crease and her clitoris and my finger tip in her bottom. Now I pressed each towards the other and her hips started to thrust towards the ceiling. Her breathing stopped again and she stayed ridged as her feet raised on her toes and her head pressed back on my shoulder. She froze in mid air for two or more minutes. Then there was a long grunt sound and just as her body began to relax I heard the first crystal sphere fall to the floor. The hand Kathleen was holding the mirror in fell to the cushion. She collapsed onto my lap and chest her breathing was deep and labored. I couldn't see her face so I looked at her in the standing mirror. Her eyes were closed, her hair was wringing wet and she was completely limp. Her body was running on auto pilot. It was then that I realized my breathing was deep and labored too. Adrenalin was coursing through my body but I was exhausted. I grabbed the robe and draped it over us. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her tightly to me. As I laid my head back on the back of the sofa my eyes caught the clock. To my utter shock I realized it had been nearly four hours since we first sat on the sofa. I whispered in her ear even though I knew she wouldn't hear me, "What are you doing to me?" Against all my better judgment and a desperate struggle with myself I drifted off to sleep with this beautiful lady held closely to me... * We still have to retrieve orbs two and three... The Voyage Begins Ch. 03 For those of you that have asked for the rest of my story, I apologize for the long delay since the last chapter. Sometimes "life" gets in the way...This is a continuation of "The Voyage Begins" and "The Voyage Begins Ch. 2". If you haven't read them you probably should before you read this chapter. If it's been a while since you've read them you may want to re-read a little of the last chapter so you know where we are when this chapter begins. There are a lot of things in those first two chapters that explain the thread of my story. This is a true story with just a few embellishments and omissions. The time frame is the mid 1990's. Thank you for your kind comments and thank you for reading. I was still in the fog of sleep when I detected a slight movement and light pressure against my chest followed by a pleasant wiggle of something pressed between my outstretched legs. When I heard a deep feminine sigh my mind cleared quickly and I lifted my head from the back of the sofa and my chin came to rest on the top of Kathleen's head. Her hair tickled my nose and the soft scent of her shampoo filled my senses and brought back vivid images of the things we had been doing just before I drifted off to sleep. Kathleen had slipped a little farther forward as we slept but my arms were still wrapped around her waist and I was still holding her to me. As I stirred, my arms began to relax and loosened their hold on Kathleen causing her to stir. She had her arms resting on mine and her hands resting on the back of my hands. She wiggled a little again then she pulled my arms more tightly around her then she was still again. It took me a few moments to realize she was still in a deep sleep. I glanced at the antique mirror and was struck by the beautiful image. I couldn't see her face but she was lying against my chest with her black robe still draped around us. She was completely relaxed and ever so often she would breathe in deeply then exhale with a contented sigh. I sat there taking in all those incredible sensations and realized I really enjoyed just holding this beautiful creature in my arms. I knew I could really get used to doing this... Then all too quickly I was filled with the strong call of nature. I had to pee and the pressure came quickly. I gently coaxed Kathleen awake and whispered in her ear, "I need to go to the bathroom. Lean forwards just a little so I can get out." She was only half awake as I wiggled free and quickly headed for much needed relief. I hadn't noticed it when I woke up but when I pulled my running shorts down I realized I was still almost fully erect and knew that it would be nearly impossible for me to pee. So I stood there at the toilet and used every trick I knew to make it go soft. I was there for at least four or five minutes before it started to go away enough for me to actually be able to pee. I couldn't remember drinking all that much but once I started I just seemed to go, and go and go. So it was probably another three or four minutes more before I pulled up my shorts and returned to the living room. There she was wide awake with the robe still draped over the front of her and held tight to her chin. She had a very sly grin on her face. "I was beginning to think you had abandoned me." There was a grin in her voice too. I chuckled lightly, "Not a chance." I spotted the orb that had rolled across the floor. I picked it up and held it for her to see, and smiled. She blushed, her eyes went wide and her mouth formed a silent "O". In dramatic fashion I raised it to my nose and inhaled deeply. Her scent on it was faint but still very intoxicating. I looked deeply into her eyes stuck my tongue out and licked her dried essences from the sphere. I detected a mild shiver move through her body. I sat the sphere on the white G-string that still sat on the arm of the sofa. I stood in front of her my eyes looking deep into hers with hands and arms outstretched poised to help her stand. Without breaking our stare her arms appeared from under the robe, she reached for my hands and our fingers laced together. As I pulled her to her feet the robe slithered from her body and pooled between us at our feet. I was pleasantly surprised that she didn't blush with her sudden nakedness. She wobbled a little then giggled. "My legs are like rubber. Give me a minute." She steadied herself then laughed, "You keep this up and I'm going to need a walker or wheel chair, I won't be able to walk." I chuckled. "I like a lady with a sense of humor." Her eyes got big her face animated, "You think I'm kidding?" With our hands still entwined and our eyes still locked I stepped back one step. I broke eye contact and my gaze slowly swept from her face down her torso to her waist and down her legs to her feet then started the journey back up to her face. When my eyes reached her chest I stood there transfixed by her beautiful breasts. I heard a deep sigh and it was seconds before I realized it was me. As the breath escaped my lungs I watched in awe as Kathleen's nipples stiffened and her areolas slowly puckered more as her nipples grew hard and long. She shivered and her breasts made that incredible little jiggle that I loved. I felt my erection begin again. "MY GOD you are BEAUTIFUL" it came out like a sigh. Her feminine giggle brought my attention back to her face. Her eyes were sparkling. "You like those don't you?" I chuckled lightly, "I like ALL of you. Those" I gestured towards her breasts with my eyes, "are just a couple of your OUTSTANDING features." My face beamed with pride at my clever play on words. Her gentle laugh filled the air and caused a shiver to race through my body. I loved that sound. "Are you hungry?" She stepped to me and hugged me. "I'm famished, I could eat..." she pressed her lower body against me and felt my erection press into her tummy, "... a... a horse." I chuckled, "I don't have a horse but I do have a full refrigerator. Do you like French toast, maybe with some bacon?" She stepped back; it was her turn to look at me. As her eyes scanned down my body they locked on the tent in my shorts. There was a large wet spot forming at the peak where the head of my penis was struggling to rip through the fabric. Her eyes sparkled with wonder. Her attention remained on the bulge in my shorts, "You know how to make French toast? That sounds great. Boy you are full of surprises." I laughed, grabbed her hand and started towards the dining room. She didn't move so I turned back to see why. She was bending down to pickup the robe. "Leave it there. I really like to look at you and I love the way you look without it." I stood there with a smug confident grin on my face waiting for her protest. She surprised me again when she looked down at her naked body then back into my eyes and simply said, "OK!" As we got closer to the dining room she slowed our progress again. When I looked at her with a question on my face she smiled, "I need to go to the bathroom too." "You know where it is. I'll start to get everything ready." I headed towards the kitchen she headed to the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush then the sound of the shower being turned on. She shouted out to me, "Where can I find one of those wonderful bath sheets?" I called back, "Give me a minute and I'll get one." I put the cold stuff back in the fridge, turned the burner off on the stove and headed to my bedroom but stopped at the open bathroom door where she stood with her hand in the stream waiting for the water to warm. I stepped through the door, reached for the shower controls and shut them off. "What are you doing??!!" She looked at me like I was crazy. "Look at me. My hair is a mess, I'm sticky all over, I stink and I need a quick shower before we eat." I grinned, "You look beautiful." I grabbed her by the hand and started to pull her towards the door. She stood her ground. "Come on, come with me. The master bath in my room is more comfortable and has a lot more room, the shower head is adjustable and I have all the body wash and shampoo in there." She hesitated just a moment... then followed. We stepped into my room; she paused and looked around the room. "Very nice, not at all what I expected." I laughed, "What did you expect handcuffs, whips and chains?" She laughed, "I was beginning to wonder..." I laughed a wicked laugh and wiggled my eyebrows while twisting the end of my mustache. There was that lilting laugh again, it was almost a giggle. GOD I loved that sound. I grabbed a couple of the really plush bath sheets from the linen closet and stepped into the master bathroom. Kathleen followed. I reached into the shower and turned the water on to get it warm. Once it was at the right temp I held the door open for her and Kathleen stepped in and under the spray. With her eyes closed she put her face into the jet of water and her hands ran through her hair. I stepped out of my running shorts and silently stepped into the shower behind her and pulled the door closed. While she still had her face in the spray I poured a palm full of shampoo rubbed my hands together and waited for her to step back out of the spray. When she did I put my hands on her head and started to massage the shampoo into her hair. She jumped with a start. "You scared the crap out of me!!" she was almost yelling and she started to turn, "you need to make some noise so I know you're still there." I was trying not to laugh, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you like that. I was just going to surprise you by washing your hair. I would really like to do that for you and I bet you'll even enjoy it." As she turned I felt the head of my erect penis drag lightly over the skin of her hip. By the time she was facing me she was looking down intensely at my erection. Then there was a quick intake of air and she almost jumped again. This was the first time she had seen me completely naked and I was very erect. I was so erect that I bobbed with the beat of my heart. Her eyes remained locked on my manhood when she almost whispered, "You took your shorts off." I tried to keep a straight face, "I didn't want to get them wet." When her eyes met mine there was a touch of fear in them. "Relax," I breathed in a soft soothing voice, "I'm not going to hurt you and I'm not going to do anything that you aren't ready to do and I KNOW you aren't ready for THAT." She visibly relaxed, her shoulders shrugged and there was an "I'm sorry" look on her face. My hands returned to her head and I started to work a good lather in her hair. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back as I worked her scalp. There was a soft sigh every time my penis came in contact with her hip or tummy. Because of our close proximity it grazed her several more time before I was finished but she never flinched again whenever it touched her. I worked her hair for several long minutes and watched her face as she luxuriated in the sensual feel of my hands as they went about their task. When I was done I directed her back into the spray to rinse as I grabbed the body wash and poured a large dollop on the bath sponge. When her hair was squeaky clean I pulled her from the spray and started to wash her body. She let out a big sigh. "A girl could really get used to this kind of treatment. Do you charge much for this service? ", her eyes were closed but there was a big smile on her face. I chuckled softly, "Heck I was just beginning to wonder how much you were going to charge me for letting me have all this fun." I washed every square inch of her front side, some places I washed two or three times." She giggled. "Don't worry, I don't charge much." I snickered, "Good thing!" By that time I'd spent several minutes making sure her vulva was VERY clean. When she cleared her throat dramatically I moved on to other areas that begged for my attention. When I got to her breasts I again took great pains to be sure every square millimeter was as clean as it could possibly be. When I spotted a speck of "dirt" at the very tip of one of her nipples I took great care to insure that is was completely clean and lightly brushed it for several long second with the bath sponge. She giggled again, "You REALLY like those. Don't you?" "Cleanliness is next to Godliness" I chuckled, "Now turn around, I need to do the backside." She obediently turned and I went to work (work?) again. When I had finished her back, arms and legs I concentrated on that adorable bottom savoring the contour of her butt. When I had worked on it for several minutes she turned her head to look. "Found something else you like?" then she shook her butt with a sexy little wiggle and giggled. "Rinse!" She stepped into the spray and I watched as the water pushed the soap bubbles over the contour of her back, her bottom and down her legs. GOD that was sexy! When she was free of the soap I pointed to the shower door. "Out! There is a bath sheet out there; I'll be out in a minute." She gave me a cute pout with her lower lip that turned into a brilliant smile as she stepped out of the shower and into a towel. I did a quick once over and shut the water off. "Hey! How come it took so long to wash me and it only took a couple of minutes to wash you?" Her eyes sparkled and a smile broke out on her face then she went back to drying her hair with the towel. I grabbed a towel and started to dry myself. "You have more curves; I ALWAYS slow down on the curves just to be careful. Don't you?" I was grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Her laughter made those beautiful breasts wiggle that sexy little jiggle. My erection, which had nearly subsided, was instantly set back in motion by that sexy sight. She caught me staring. "See what watching your beautiful breast jiggle like that does to me?" I looked south, her eyes followed. I looked up at her face and saw that she was totally fascinated as she watched my penis slowly expand and lengthen. She briefly looked at my face and caught me watching her reaction. Her gaze returned to my building erection. Her stare was intense. She giggled then shook her shoulders to make her breasts dance seductively. My erection began to grow more quickly. She shook once more and instantly I was fully erect and very hard. Her eyes sparkled with wonder and she smiled brilliantly at her handy work, and then went back to toweling herself off. The smug smile remained. "Here let me help you!" I knelt in front of her and started on her left foot. I toweled her toes first, then her instep, her ankles, her calf and up to mid thigh. Then I moved to her right foot and repeated the same process. This time when I got to her thigh I nudged her left leg a little to encourage her to spread her legs just a bit. "Spread your legs just a little I need to make sure you are completely dry." She was concentrating on drying her hair so she just did what I asked without really thinking about what I had asked her to do. Her feet parted about 18 inches and gave me enough room to rub her leg with the towel all the way up to her vulva. Once there I took special care to make sure there was no moisture between her legs. The more times I wiped, the wetter she got and it was obvious that she was "very damp" there. When it finally registered with her what I was doing she tried to close her legs, "What do you think you are doing down there?" I could hear the smile in her voice so I knew she wasn't mad even without looking at her. So I kept my focus on drying her crease. She was actually so excited that she was beginning to leak a few drops that stretched for the floor on the ends of long clear strings of her feminine honey. "You're wet down here and I'm trying to make sure it's dry." I actually said it with a straight face. "Really? What do you think might be causing that?" she was trying to mock my serious look but then she giggled. I kept up my guise, dropped the towel and started rubbing my finger along her crease. "I don't know but the more I rub the more it seems to be leaking." As my finger passed over her lips she shook and her voice was shaky "Really?" then she shook again and leaned back against the edge of the bathroom counter top for support. "Yep!" I replied and stifled a snicker. "I think it might be soap, it's kinda slick and almost sticky." While I was talking my finger kept sliding back and forth between her lips and I moved my face a little closer and acted like I was trying inspect the "problem". As I did I detected a slight change in her breathing. I knew she was close to a small orgasm so I stopped and removed my finger. There was a strong sigh of frustration but I got the feeling she wasn't too upset. I guessed by then she suspected it would lead to more before I REALLY stopped. I looked up to her face and was treated to the beautiful and sexy sight of her looking back down at me through the valley between her breasts. The look on her face said "OK what are you doing now?" She could be "cute" too... I held up my hand so she could see the light glisten off her secretions that coated my finger. "See, it feels kind of slimy," I rubbed my wet finger with my thumb in a circular motion to demonstrate. Then I held my finger under my nose and inhaled with a sense of drama (nice). "It doesn't smell like soap." I held it to her nose. She copied me with her own dramatic flair. "You're right it DOESN'T." I brought my finger to my mouth and touched the tip to my tongue. "Doesn't taste like soap either." She giggled "I'm sure its not soap. You did a REAL GOOD JOB of cleaning and rinsing me up down there. Remember?" I didn't answer but said, "I didn't have enough on my finger to taste it let me get a little more and maybe I can figure out what it is." I was staring straight at her vulva as I spoke. "Spread your legs a little so I can see what is going on down here." I did my best "I'm concerned" face, she giggled then shuffled her feet in such a way that her feet parted and when they were about 18 inches apart she placed her hands on my shoulders so she could lean forward a little and see what I was doing. She shivered. I paused for a moment then drove my face between her legs, my nose buried in her pubic hair. I stuck my tongue out as far as it would reach and brought it up to her bottom. I could just feel the pucker of her "bottom" on the very tip. She shuddered. I pressed my tongue up between her lips and forced it back and forth along her crease. I heard Kathleen suck in a DEEP breath and groan. I placed my hands on her bottom and pulled her to my face and locked my lips around her clitoris. I started sucking her tender flesh with everything I had as my tongue sought out her hard nub. When I found it I sucked harder and beat a steady rhythm on it with the tip of my tongue. I heard a loud "OH GOD!" and felt Kathleen's hands on the back of my head as she pulled me even tighter to her. I slid two finger of my right hand up inside her vagina and stroked her G-spot. A strong convulsion wracked her body and she froze. Her vaginal walls pulsed and I could feel the second sphere come to rest on the tips of my fingers inside her. At that point I could have easily retrieved the orb but in an instant decided to push it back up deep inside her before I removed my fingers. As I stood she opened her eyes. When she was finally able to look AT me I put both fingers in my mouth and savored her essence one more time. Then with a small smile on my face, "You're right, it's NOT SOAP. You ready to eat?" She looked down at my erection it was like a steel pillar. Her eyes grew big then she looked at me and said, "All I know RIGHT NOW is that I need to sit down before I fall down."