Halcyon Days: Chapter 39 (Patreon)

Only because her cock begins to soften a little combined with the slickness of my spit and her cum is it able to plop from my dripping lips freely. It lands with an audible thud.

“Ohhhhhh.” She moans softly, still tailing off from her orgasm.

“Halgh!” Again I come near to retching as the full pungency of her salty, spunky jizz hits my taste buds properly. It doesn’t actually taste bad but it certainly wasn’t a flavor I’d be ordering at the ice cream shop if it was on the menu. It was more the surprise of the unfamiliar organic flavor combined with oozy batter like texture coating my tongue. Coughing and catching my breath I wipe the cum from my nose and mouth, my jaw aching and my nostrils still burning like hell, and hurry to try to swallow the taste away. The taste lingers regardless. Though I couldn’t see it I knew Mei’s dress would be a mess, smeared with spit and cum. After a few gasping breaths I huff. “Fuck.”

“Dusty.” She whispers, still cradling my head to her breasts. Kissing my head she asks softly. “Was…I good, Dusty?”

The sheer open innocence of the question makes me forget about the burning and the flavor and melt into her. “You were amazing, Mei.”

“Mmm.” She squeezes me hard then gradually lets me go. “You too.”

Leaning one way and then the other she frees my hands. As I kneel back and stretch the crick in my back I am disheartened to hear her quickly pulling her panties back up and covering herself with her dress again. I wanted to say something but I felt trying to pressure Mei into trusting me with seeing her body would only spoil the amazing mood we were sharing right now. Instead I sit beside her. Before I could put my arm around her she puts hers around my shoulder, bringing me down to her level so she could hold me like that. This was a new position for me, I was used to being on the other side of this. Surrendering to it I lay my head on her shoulder like countless girls had done with me over the years. Damn…this felt nice.

With my head pillowed in the nook of her elbow…she pulls me in and kisses me. Soft lips press to mine and her tongue slips into my mouth to mingle with mine.

“Mmmm.” We moan as one.

The kiss was more confident today. In her afterglow the taut energy from last night had relaxed into something more comfortable, more intimate. She was taking her time. Exploring. The gentle smacking of lips is the only sound inside the car and Mei kisses me deeper.

Lost in her kisses I barely notice the free hand gliding down my belly. It was only when the soft fingers and palm find my hardness and wrap around it that it demands my attention.

“Mm?”

“Mmm.” Mei hums, our lips never parting as she begins to stroke me.

“Mmmmm.” I melt.

With cum and orange blossom and cold greasy food dancing in my nostrils and Mei’s tongue and the taste of her seed in my mouth I let go and bask in Mei’s gentle attention. With a light grip, teasingly light, her hand strokes up and down my rock hard manhood. My surrender physically makes my mental submission all the easier. I don’t try to grab her or grope her. I don’t flatter her or dazzle her with my well-honed moves. And as her hand really starts to feel good I don’t hold back, I just relish the slowly building pleasure in my balls and cock. Mei was in complete control and I couldn’t have been happier.

“Mmmmmm.”

Our lips part though only by an inch or two as she whispers, her hot breath warming my face. “I like how you moan.” She lightly nibbles at my lip then pulls back again. “Am I doing this right?”

With a slow smile I sigh. “You are doing just fine, Mei.”

“Good. Good.” She pulls my head to her shoulder and rests her cheek on it as she continues to slowly, gently, lightly stroke, stroke, stroke. “You’re doing fine too, Dusty.” I could sense her searching for words, trying to find the impossible perfect phrase to sum up what she was feeling. In the end she ends up blurting out. “I don’t love you.”

A laugh escapes me, not at the sentiment but the unexpected randomness of it. “What?”

I could FEEL the heat of her blush against my forehead. “I mean! Um…” She snorts in frustration, her hand gripping hard around my dick for a moment before she regains her composure. She begins to stroke again. “I mean I like you, sweetie. I really…REALLY like you. I like having fun with you.” Nuzzling into my hair she kisses me. “But don’t give me your heart, Dusty. Okay? Promise me. Don’t let this town get you too.”

Kissing her neck I coo. “I don’t think I make that promise, Mei.”

“We’re…just having fun. Right? Like normal boyfriends and girlfriends? This is what normal couples do, right?”

“Mmm.” I grin. “So we’re a couple now?”

She falls silent for a few seconds then says. “What do you mean?”

“Mei.”

“Mm?”

“You’re thinking too much.”

“Hm. You’re right.” Taking a deep breath I can feel her relax again. Stroke, stroke, stroke. “I like your penis.”

“HA!”

“What?”

“Sorry, I just wasn’t expect you to say that.” I chuckle. “Thank you.”

“I like that I can play with it with one hand. It feels…nice.” She wriggles closer. “I think I like them small like this.” Before I’d even had a chance to get offended she gasps. “I mean! No, I didn’t mean… Not small! Big! Manly!”

Laughing again I say. “I know what you mean.”

“Hahhhh.” She lets out a long breath of frustration. “Why do I keep saying the wrong thing around you? You’re doing this to me somehow. Stop it.”

“Mei.”

“Yeah?”

“Do you remember what you told me at the Post last night?”

“What part?”

Reaching up I touch her lips. “Stop talking.”

Across my fingertips I feel her smile. She kisses them and we settle in for a nice long handjob. Up and down her hand glides along my shaft, working it with a instinctive skill that only somebody who knew what it felt like to be stroked would have. She knew just how to touch me, just the right ways to make my toes curl, and the way she stroked me with that feather soft touch was absolutely on purpose. She never quickened her pace or tightened her grip. She KNEW what it was doing to me as she oh so gradually coaxed me toward climax. Her warmth at my side and the twinkling star scape spread out before us I moan to her, letting her play my pleasure like her instrument.

Despite my suggestion she does not ‘stop talking’ and what a shame if she had as I wouldn’t have heard the sweet nothings she whispered into my hair. “That’s it, sweetie. Just focus on my hand. Feels good.” She kisses my hair. ‘My sweet, loving man.”

“Ohhhhh.” My moan turns to a groan as the heady pressure approaches the bursting point. “Ohhhhhh!”

“Mmmm.” Her arm around me holds me tight though her hand remains at the same easy, soft teasing. “You’re close?”

“Mm hm.” I nod with a whimper. “Ohhh, Mei. I’m…gonna…”

That warm, consuming pleasure fills me as I just touch the edge of orgasm when…she pulls her hand away! “Hah!?”

“No you’re not.” Sitting me up she kisses my cheek. “All done.”

In the AGONY of a denied release I stare at her dark silhouette in disbelief. “Wha-Whatt!?”

“No cummies for Dusty tonight.” Somehow her fingers finds my nose unerringly for a boop. “I want you aching to see me again.”

“I’m aching! I’m aching!”

She laughs. “Good! Stay that way.” I wince as the internal light comes back on, nearly blinding me. Mei, her face a mask of cool porcelain but with eyes gleaming, glances at my leaking, twitching dick. Her mouth tightens to hold back a grin. As casual as anything she take my t shirt and hands it to me. “Here. You’re going to get cold.” Looking down at the mess on her clothes she says. “Oh my! I hope semen doesn’t stain. You really have to work on swallowing.”

“WHAT!?”

“Swallowing.”

I continue gawking at her, gobsmacked. “You…You’re joking, right? You’re not actually going to…leave me like this, are you?”

Tilting her head she says, deadpan. “Yeah, I think I am.” Stroking my chin with her thumb she says. “I like seeing you…desperate. It’s cute.”

“But I…” I motion to her crotch.

“Mmm, yes. No need to thank me. It was my pleasure.” Those dark eyes twinkle brighter than the stars.

“Ohhh! You…little…ffffff!” Biting my lips I then hold up a finger. “One moment.” Slipping out of the car I take a few steps toward the escarpment. Throwing my head back I SCREAM! “AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”

Behind me Mei’s bright giggles light up the night. “Didn’t I warn you that nobody could hear you scream? Should have run away when you had the chance.” I turn around to look at her sitting there under the wan interior light looking as pretty as a daisy. In that too innocent face I see that this denial hadn’t been an act of cruelty but a power play. She was testing me. She really was going to make me earn her affection.

With a frustrated but joyful huff I shake my head as I tuck my steel stiff cock away and zip up. “Mei Ling. You might just drive me to madness, you know that?”

She fights a smile and pats the spot beside her as she might do for a trained pooch. “Come. We came up here for a picnic, didn’t we? Let’s eat.”

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