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Belgarath and Garion left the room, Belgarath closing the door
softly behind them.
Polgara had taken off her cloak and was standing in her
beautiful blue velvet wedding dress. The white lock of hair on the
front of her head showed brilliantly against the rest of her long
black hair as they fell lusturously about her shoulders. Her eyes were
black and twinkled with laughter as she saw how nervous her poor
simple husband was and how his eyes were filled with love as they
gazed upon her. A soft smile played on her lips as she put her arms
around Durnik's neck, the rose that Durnik had created for her still
in her hand.
"It isn't hard once you know how", replied Durnik, awkwardly
putting his hands on Polgara's waist, "and I will never be as powerful
as you".
"I love you Polgara", said Durnik softly, after the kiss. His
voice carried a little more strength and he looked less nervous than
he had earlier. Polgara glanced at his eyes and saw the love shining
through.
Polgara moved into her bedroom, now Durnik's too, and started
to take off her wedding dress. Durnik, at a loss for knowing what to
do, stood at the door, and looked longingly at the outside door, maybe
hoping that he was back in the stables with the horses, mending their
shoes or something. Instead, here he was with the most beautiful woman
in the world as his wife, and with absolutely no clue as to what was
expected of him. His newfound confidence vanished as he heard the soft
rustle of Polgara's velvet dress. He had heard about the disgusting
things that men and women did after their wedding, but couldn't for a
moment think of subjecting his lovely wife to something like that,
even if the thought made his heart beat faster. Polgara saw Durnik
eyeing the outside door and laughed.
"Oh, uh..nowhere."
"Hold me now, just hold me", said Polgara, throwing her arms
around his neck when he came within reach. Durnik nervously put his
arms on her waist.
Durnik put his arms around her and drew her closer. Her
perfume made him a little dizzy, a nice kind of dizzyness really.
Polgara looked into his eyes and saw too much.
"You've never been with a woman before, have you?", she asked.
"Teach? I don't need to learn to love you! I've loved you ever
since you came to Fandor's farm."
"I know darling, but isn't all there is to learn, there are
things that men and women do when they are in love. I read about them
as part of my study of human beings, an ancient book, the "Kamasutra",
written in another age, another time".
"I..", he murmurred.
Durnik held her, feeling her body arc under her velvet
dress. Her breath was warm against his neck as she nuzzled it with her
face buried in his neck. He couldn't resist kissing her ear sorftly
through her hair, letting her hair
tickle his face. On feeling the kiss, Polgara drew her face back, and
looked in Durnik's eyes with a smile.
Durnik raised his hands to Polgara's face and held it, his
fingers brushing her hair back. A slight jolt of electric power cruised
through his nerves as his fingers touched the white lock of hair, but
the shock was pleasing, the touch lingering. Polgara's eyes closed as
she drew Durnik's lips to her's.
Durnik was feeling giddy, his breathing shallow, his lips and
tongue responding to the sensual touch of Polgara's lips and tongue.
It was slightly embarassing for him, but his member was straining
against his trousers as he felt Polgara's body sway against his. He
tried to hold his body clear of her body but wasn't quite successful.
Polgara's breasts were pressed against Durnik, their firm pressure
insistent as she moved her body against his. She kissed him, drowning
in the sensual pleasure her lips and tongue were giving her.
"I want to see it. I've never seen a grown man naked. Poor
Garion was so young when I took care of him. I don't think he could
fill up his pocket then the way you are now! Can I touch it?"
Saying that Polgara went down on her knees and expertly opened his
trousers. His trousers were no different from Garion's boy trousers
except for the size and came undone easily. Polgara glanced up at
Durnik and saw that he was standing with his head bent, watching her, his
breathing slow, sensual.
"Take off your shoes. Didn't your mother teach you to take off
your shoes before taking off the trousers?"
"I think this is big enough for me, I don't think that we
could do any of what we're supposed to if it was any bigger. It wouldn't
fit!"
She pushed at the skin to expose the glans and then pulled the
skin back over it. Durnik moaned slightly and Polgara looked up at him.
"Do you like that? When I run the skin back and forth?"
Polgara put her left hand at the bottom of his member, her
fingers and thumb holding his member steady, and held the shaft with
her right hand. She started to move her hand back and forth slowly, looking
his face as his eyes glazed with the pleasure.
"I have to sit down, I can't keep standing like this", said Durnik.
Polgara let his member go with a sigh, and stood up. She put
her hands around Durnik's neck and their lips met again in a loving
kiss. She unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall away and then pulled
him to the writing table. She held his arms as she looked at his
muscular body, naked except for a light coating of sweat. He looked
very vulnerable in his nakedness. She thought she would like to hug
him and squeeze him squeeze him till they were one, if that was
possible. She pushed him back into the chair and sat down in front of him.
Polgara pushed Durniks legs apart and took hold of his member
again. Her left hand held his member steady and her right caressed it,
moving the foreskin back and forth. He looked so helpless with his
penis in her hands that she felt that she had to kiss him. Since his
lips were so far away, she kissed his penis instead. His engorged
glans was in her face, and she kissed it, almost shyly. Durnik's
reaction was a sigh of pleasure. Encouraged, she licked the tip of the
glans, still running the foreskin up and down the glans with her hand.
She remembered the pleasure her tongue had given her earlier when they
had kissed and started to lick Durnik's penis until it gleamed with
her saliva on it. She took the tip in her mouth, just to find out what
it would taste like. She found that it fit pretty well in her mouth
and that she liked the feeling. She started to bob her head back and
forth, sucking and licking Durnik's penis, holding it steady with her
hands.
Durnik was sighing with pleasure, the sensual feeling and lust
filled his loins. He felt Polgara feeling his balls with her hands as
she sucked on his penis. The feeling was unbearable and was growing
from somewhere deep inside him. Polgara's body was calling out for
something, a feeling deep inside her was warming her hips, her legs,
that secret place between her legs. She realized that Durnik must be feeling
the same thing. She continued her ministrations, loving her husband's
body, feeling everything that she could feel with her hands, never
once letting go of his penis.
Polgara slowly unbuttoned her dress and let it fall off her
shoulders in a soft whisper of velvet on skin. She looked into
Durnik's eyes, held them and slowly took off her lace underclothes
till she was naked in front of him. She had a mature woman's body,
tall, soft and inviting. She stood in front of Durnik, her hair
falling around her slim shoulders, half covering her full breasts as
the dark pink erect nipples were revealed. Her stomach was flat, with a
hint of muscle - soft to look at - inviting a caress. Her slim waist
curved out at her athletic hips and legs. She stood with her legs together,
her right leg slightly bent. A small patch of jet black hair showed
between her legs.
Durnik, moved his kisses to her left breast until his lips
touched the erect nipple. Polgara sighed and rubbed her breast on his
face, the nipple tracing a path around his eyes, his nose and finally
his mouth. She held his face in her hands and made it come to her
breast. Durnik, following some urge deep down inside him, opened his
mouth and took the nipple in his mouth.
Durnik started to suck her nipple and rubbing his face on it.
He did what came to him naturally, driven only by Polgara's sighs and
his need. He licked her nipple, sucked it, squeezed it between his
lips. He held it captured between his lips as he ran his tongue over
the tip till Polgara was moaning with pleasure almost continously. He
took the other breast in his hand and mimicked his mouth and tongue
with his hand by holding the nipple between his fingers and running
his thumb over the tip.
Polgara felt an undeniable need between her legs and felt that
she was very wet there. She pressed Durniks head, pushed it lower
down. Reluctantly, Durnik let go of her breast as he was pushed down.
Durnik's lips moved on till he got to the small patch of hair between
her legs. Durnik could feel the heat emanating from there as he looked
up into Polgara's face. Her eyes were closed as her hands kept pushing
his head between her legs. Her legs were apart now, and Durnik could
see the slit that was generating all the heat. She pushed his head to
her slit, and Durnik slowly brought his face to it. The hair tickled
his nose and the warm musky smell was like nothing he had smelt
before. He followed the hair till he was sliding under her torso and then
brought his lips up to cover her lips in the most private kiss there is.
Durnik nuzzled the hair between her legs with his face, blew
on it lightly, and kissed it gently. Polgara sat down on the chair on
which Durnik was earlier and leaned back against the backrest, her
legs apart, still holding Durnik between them. Durnik could now see
her pink slit as it opened slightly under his kisses. He took one long
taste of it with his tongue.
Durnik let his tongue travel into her slit and felt something
jutting out slightly. He licked it and Polgara moaned as she writhed
in pleasure from the touch. Durnik realized that this was a pleasure
spot and continued to lick Polgara's clitoris, sucking the skin around
it, pushing into it with his tongue to stimulate the clitoris
directly. He sucked the clitoris as Polgara raised her legs and put
them over his shoulders.
Durnik started to explore her cunt with his tongue, his finger
still massaging her clitoris lightly. He tasted the inner lips and
moved inside. He moved lower, to the region that Polgara's hand was
pushing him. He felt an opening at the lower end and slowly let his
tongue explore it.
*** Author's note: I'm not sure how the stretching is done, this is
how I did it...
Polgara's hips ground in time with the rhythm of Durnik's fingers, her
legs alternately squeezing and coming apart around his head. The
pleasure started to build deep inside Polgara's cunt and cruised
through her body to the tips of her breasts. Her cunt started to
convulse around his fingers and her orgasm hit her. Her body arced in
pleasure, her voice rising, her legs bent over Durnik's shoulders as
she held her thighs, holding her legs open to see Durnik lick her
clitoris. She came in a crashing cresendo as Durnik had trouble
holding her, keeping him tongue in line with her clitoris. Polgara
kept coming, the spasms hitting her in waves after waves. The touch of
his fingers deep inside her body driving her on and on as his tongue
sucked on her clitoris to complete her pleasure.
"I love you Durnik", sighed Polgara, after she could speak again.
"I love you too Polgara", replied Durnik, carrying her in his
arms to the bed.
Durnik lay her down on the bed and stood back. His member was
erect again and Polgara smiled when she saw it.
Writen by TF �