Halcyon Days: Chapter 36 (Patreon)

Straddling Mei’s thighs I sit and stare down at my date as she internally tears herself to shreds. My heart bleeds for her I see her covering her face in shame, her arms squeezed tight to her bosom as if to shield me from her ‘ugly’ body. She had never let anybody this close before. She had never opened up like she had with me before. Though bold and brave Mei had been forging into the dark unknown with nothing but her desires and instincts to serve her. And now she felt as if she’d stepped off a cliff. She had tried so hard to be perfect that this exposed gap in her armor was enough for all of her worries and insecurities to come flooding out. Without a word being spoken I could see her internally crumbling, convincing herself that this moment of fragility had destroyed any chance we had together. Little did she know now that it only made me fall deeper in love.

Love!? My own thoughts give me pause. Did I just think that I was falling in love with her? I did! The thought had come naturally and it felt…right. Scary, humbling, confusing and right. Oh my God!

For the moment I push my world shifting self reflection to the side and return my focus to Mei. She was spiraling, something I knew intimately inside and out. Though not as overt as Ric’s tantrums there was a similarity that provided me with some tools I didn’t even realize I had until just this moment. As much as I wanted to this was not the moment to try to deny the things she’s just said. That was the worst thing I could do. It would only give her an excuse to retreat into defensive mantras that I suspect she’d been telling herself since she was a little girl. Now was not the time to argue with her as to whether or not she was beautiful or whether I was pitying her or not. Now was not the time to force her to drudge up issues and act as armchair psychologist. Neither was it the moment to step up and take over, which would only undermine that beautiful dominance that had begun to blossom, or put my dick away, signaling that her moment of weakness had indeed ended our fun. Now was the moment to give her time and space to find her footing again, to let her know weakness wasn’t failure, while also letting her know she wasn’t alone on this journey.

Gently I rest my hands on her shoulders and give them a light, supportive squeeze. “Mei.”

“I’m sorry.” She whispers.

“Don’t be.” My voice is low and warm. “I am having an awesome time with you. The best time.”

Mei sighs, her shoulders slumping. “You don’t have to say that, Dusty.”

“Of course I don’t.”

She sits still for a long moment, saying nothing though the gradual easing of tension in her body tells me the spiral had been snapped. The real Mei was back, her pride wounded but her spirit unbroken. I wait, staying present and ready but never rushing. Eventually she takes a deep breath and brings her hands down to reveal her deep chagrin. Tentatively she glances up at me. Her beauty leaves me breathless. It takes her a few times to get it out as she then whispers. “Thank you.”

Gazing back down into her dark, glistening eyes I quip. “You smudged.” Slipping her crooked glasses from her face I wipe the lenses with my shirt. I return my shirt to the spot she’d dropped it then slip the glasses back onto her face. “There. Now you can see how fucking drop dead sexy I am.”

Despite everything she lets out a soft laugh. “Such an ego.” Laying her warm hands onto my bare belly she sits a moment, just taking in my body and centering herself once more. “You should have run when you had the chance.”

“Into the dark will all those coyotes? Nuh uh, too scary. I’m not going anywhere.” With a gentle smirk I settle my weight deeper onto her thighs, pinning her beneath me. “And neither are you.”

Another blessed laugh and a hint of the old twinkle returns to her dark eyes, which then drop to my still hard penis that stuck out between us like a nail. With an amused giggle she sniffles the tears that had nearly fallen away then boops its ruddy head. “This boy’s still got high hopes I see.”

I chuckle, reaching down to trace the thick outline of her cock that had only softened slightly. “He’s not the only one.”

Looking back up into my eyes she says. “I suppose I owe you an explanation.”

“You don’t owe me anything, Mei.” I smile, cupping one of her soft, round cheeks. “Are you okay?”

She nods. “Yeah. Just…a moment of panic. I don’t…let anybody see what’s under here.” Her voice softens. “Ever.” After another breath her shoulders rise again, her playful energy returning. Leaning forward she suddenly bites my chest! Not hard, not near enough to actually break the skin, but enough to feel. “Rrr!”

“OOO!”

With a sultry laugh she croons. “It’s no use crying, Dusty. As I said, out here nobody can hear you scream.”

My eyes flash with lust as I rub the little wet spot on my chest.

The best kind of trouble twinkling in her gaze she reaches up and back then clicks off the overhead light, plunging us back into darkness. “The coyotes are the least of your worries. There are hungrier things that go bump in the night. Heh!” Her hands glide up my body, one of them taking a light grip around my throat as the other gropes my pec. “Aren’t you going to tell me that I’m beautiful?”

“You are!” I gasp. “Ohhh, God, Mei! You are so beautiful!”

Her grip tightens, her fingers claw deeper. She takes the nerves and self-doubt my words stir up and funnels that energy into her desire. “Say it again. Make me believe you.”

“You are beautiful, Mei!” I moan as she sucks at my chest, her left hand dropping to take a hold of my cock. “God! Can’t you feel me trembling for you? Can’t you feel my heat?” My hardness flexes in her hand. “Since that first moment I saw you…you are all I can think about! You are gorgeous! Breathtaking! I don’t pity you, Mei, I worship you! Every inch of you. Even in the dark I can see you shine! Mmm!” My hips buck as she swipes her thumb across my tender tip. “Ohhh fuck, Mei.”

This time the praise doesn’t make her shrink, she grows! Metaphorically and literally as I feel her cock swell back to full hardness. I leave my hands on her shoulders, letting her guide the action as she wanted to. I wanted so bad to feel her tits filling my hands, to taste her flesh, to smell her essence, but those were her gifts to bestow. In the mean time I soak up her attention and savor this helpless, throbbing anticipation.

“Hahhh!” A wanton sigh escapes my lips as she pulls me down to nibble at my ear while her hand begins to stroke my cock. Mei in that honest, clumsy, passionate way of hers sucks at my lobe then nips at my neck then licks at my chest all while her hand pumps steadily up and down my manhood. I could actually feel her grip and her strokes adjusting, experimenting, adapting to handling a dick not her own and one a full size category smaller. Meanwhile the beast beneath the skirt surges against its cloth prison.

“Dusty!” She huffs. “You feel…taste…ohhh. This is better than I ever imagined.”

“I’m yours, Mei. Ohhhh, yessss.”

Without a word needing to be spoken she has me rise up to hover over her legs by a few inches. Her stroking stops, her grip tightens, and her free hand gathers up the fabric between us. When she pulls me back down on top of her again it is onto the smooth, bare flesh of her thighs. Mei had pulled her dress up. Somewhere down there in the impenetrable blackness Mei’s big dick presses against her panties, awaiting to be unleashed.

Cupping a hand behind my head she pulls me close. Orange blossom fills my senses. Soft lips pressed to my hear, breath hot and humid, she whispers. “I want to feel your hands on me. I want to feel your mouth wrapped around me.” Her wet tongue flicks my earlobe. “But first…you’re going to tell me how much you want it.”

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