Precious Memories: Part 10 (Reader Release) (Patreon)

Just before her fingers touch my dick she suddenly stops. Her hesitation stemmed from that same guilt from before, her worry about taking advantage of this situation.

“Lionel…”

As she goes to pull away I reach back around hold her butt in place, keeping her pressed tight against my back. “Please.” I whisper. “I want this. And so do you.”

She eases back into me, hugging me tight as she nuzzles my back and kisses me. “I’ll be gentle, baby.”

“Hmmm.” I moan softly as she takes a firm grip of my cock while thrusting hers against my ass.

“You just let me take care of everything.” She croons, shifting her hips a moment so that her hardening shaft could rise up against her stomach. With a slow, steady rock of her hips her long, thick cock slides up and down along the crack of my ass while her now gentle gripping hand strokes me at the same rate. One tender kiss and another and another peck across my shoulder blade. “The only thing you need to do is let me know if something feels wrong.”

“It feels right.” I sigh. “It all feels so right.”

Against those honest words are echoes of a lifetime of teaching and discipline pressing in on me, the attention on my rear-end in particular eliciting feelings of wrongness and sin. Yet the mercy of my amnesia holds those ‘teachings’ at bay. A vague sense this being something I’d wanted, or at least been curious about, for a long time stirs within me. A curiosity that until now had been shackled by threats of judgment and damnation. But I was liberated now. The shame was toothless here. My unchained spirit soars ever higher in Carol’s safe and sexy embrace. Good feelings denied were now good feelings intensified. Not only did those old ‘lessons’ hold no power here they actually made this moment BETTER by making it naughtier in a good way.

“Ohhhhh.” I moan as Carol pauses her stroking to smear the tip of her finger around in the precum already wetting my tip.

“Mmm, such a responsive young man.” She purrs. “What fun.” Pulling away she takes my arm and begins to turn me. “Come on, my boy. I want to see that handsome face of yours. Careful, now. Careful, baby.”

Ever watchful of my injuries Carol lays me on my back then reaches over to turn on a bedside light. She kneels beside me and lays her hands on me, her heavy breasts swaying hypnotically as she leaned forward to ogle me as hard as I was ogling her. She sees me staring at her tits and gives them an extra shake just for fun. We share a laugh. Positioning my hands at my sides she holds them down a moment to quietly signal that they were to stay there for the duration then pats my belly with a playful grin. She turns around and opens the night stand, bending deep as she rummages around for something to give me a full brazen view of the pretty pink pussy between scrotum and butt hole that had milked me dry so thoroughly back in the tub. Knowing darn well I was staring Carol is in no hurry, swaying her big peach of a bottom back and forth. After teasing me for at least a minute, digging through a tiny drawer that simply didn’t need that much time to look through, she at last sits back again and turns back to me, a small bottle of clear liquid palmed in her left hand. She kisses down my chest then my stomach then brushes her cheek along my penis as she continues down my thigh. Crawling between my legs she spreads them apart. With a big grin she slowly lowers herself down, down, down until she disappears from sight behind my groin.

“Oh!” I hoot, my legs kicking out straight, as all at once my balls are enveloped in warm, wet, sucking mouth! I arch off the bed as much as my sore ribs would allow me Carol tongues my sack and begins to roll my testes around in her mouth. “Oh God!” Eyes wide I look down at her to see her twinkling eyes waiting to meet mine from behind my manhood to drink in my reaction. In her gaze I see desire, I see affection and I see that same lively humor and lust for life as I’d seen in that young actress in the comedy I’d watched. As much as she was opening my eyes to the joy of really living so to was she rediscovering it in herself. Model, actress, super star and ball sucker extraordinaire, Carol continues to have me seeing stars as she suckles and tugs and flicks at my tender nuts. I still wasn’t over that new sensation when she hits me with another. With no warning or hesitation…she pushes a lubed finger between my clenched ass cheeks and in one smoothly arcing motion penetrates my anus! “HAAAHHH! OH GOD!”

Her sucking lips POP from my balls. “Mmm, relax baby. Let it feel good.”

Let it feel good? It already was! All the tension in my body melts as her slippery finger glides in and out and in and out and in and out of my happy hole. “Ohhh wowwww.” I sigh, staring up at the ceiling with a big smile plastered across my face.

“He he he!” Carol giggles at my reaction, adding a second finger which I accept with ease. “You’ve done this before.” She nuzzles my sack and kisses it lovingly. “That will make this a lot easier.”

Though I couldn’t say for sure, deep down I knew she was right. This wonderful feeling of being penetrated, of fingers rubbing against my prostate, was viscerally familiar. When Carol had taken me inside of her I could sense it was something new but this was like deja vu, like settling into a well worn groove. What was different however was how I could lay splayed out to surrender to the anal bliss completely. Vague fragments of memories tickle my brain, images and feelings of me being bent or hunched or otherwise contorted to do this to myself. These shadows start to coalesce and make a bit more sense of why those moments in Elephant in the Room had grabbed my attention so readily. The interest was already there, hidden within, and I had done something with that desire by myself. Though the scattered recollections refuse to focus into anything legible I knew beyond all doubt that having another person here to do it made this SO MUCH BETTER!

“Ohhh, yessss. Yessss.” I moan. My legs bend, my hips tilt, my ass relaxes further as my body screams for more. “Ohhh Carol! God, please, fuck me!”

“Mmm.” Carol hums through one last kiss to my scrotum. “Aren’t you full of surprises, my lion. Not as innocent as you look, hm?” Taking charge yet remaining gentle she spreads my legs even further as she kneels up between my knees. Running a dollop of lube along her rock hard cock she then works it up and down her shaft and knob. Starting at my belly she kisses up my body, pausing at each bruise and scrape along the way. As she reaches my chest I feel her tip nudging against my ass. As natural as the sunset I raise my legs high and wide to offer myself completely. “That’s it, my boy. Here we go, baby. Ohhhh.”

“Nnnnnghhhh!” I groan starts deep in my chest and filters out as her cock enters my ass. My eyes roll back as her girth stretches me in ways I hadn’t dreamed of. My cock leaks, my body trembles and the groan slowly rises as inch after inch after ass filling inch glides ever deeper. “Ohhhh my God!” Groan turns to whimper as Carol bottoms out, her tip well into my belly. “I’ve…never…felt…so goooooood!”

“Mmm, Lionel.” She kisses my neck. “Me neither. Fuck, baby. Nobody’s ever taken me like this.” With another kiss she whispers. “You’re perfect. Absolutely perfect.”

I wrap my legs around her slender waist, her wide womanly hips providing support right where it’s needed so my legs wouldn’t slide lower. Consumed by pleasure I writhe beneath her as she stays deep and flexes her huge penis inside of me to let me feel her full glory.

“OHHHHH!!!”

Carol rises up, arching her back to give me a full view of her big, mature titties, and hugs my legs even tighter around her to ensure I had a good hold. Grabbing my hips she begins to move hers. Realizing she was not dealing with some tender virgin she doesn’t hold back. Slow, steady and controlled she fucks my ass.

“Mmmm.” She moans, her face contorting with an ecstasy that matched my own. “Baby! I’ve never felt a man like you. Ohhh.” Her strokes grow faster and deeper, her anus stretching shaft gliding smoothly through my tight gripping tunnel. “It’s like you were made for this. Ohhh, fuck. God! You feel so good.”

“Youuu toooo!” I wail.

Carol hits a nice rhythm, fast enough to clap some cheeks but not so hurried she couldn’t maintain it. Her hands begin to roam, gripping and caressing up and down my body, while her increasingly possessive gaze lingers on my face and my steadily leaking cock and the way my balls bounced to the impact. Glazed by bliss I gaze up at her perfect body which now glowed with a sheen of sweat. I watch her tits jiggle and quake to her unhurried but relentless pace.

Plap…plap…plap…plap!

“Ohhhhhh!” My cries grow higher, more pleading, more desperate as a pressure behind and within my balls has my head swimming.

Sensing what was about to happen before I do Carol grabs my hips once more. Hissing through gritted teeth she growls. “Hold it, baby. Almost there! Cum with me, baby!”

“Mmmmm!” I whimper and instinctively bring my hand to my bouncing dick, rubbing the bandages against it for stimulation.

“No, baby.” She pushes my hand away. Grabbing my cock in a firm grip, holding it though not stroking it, she shifts angles and fucks me even harder! “Ohhh fuck! So close!”

Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!

“OHHHH GOD!” I cry as my peak is only held back by the tight grip holding it in. “HAAAHHMM! GOD! LET ME CUM!!!”

“Hah! Hah! Hrf!” Carol pants, her toned body now gleaming with the sweat of her efforts. Azure eyes, wild with lust, pierce into my soul as she fucks me faster and deeper and harder! Lube sprays as her big cock slams in and out of my blissfully ruined asshole. The clap of flesh on flesh fills the room as Carol’s near bursting passion overrides her worry about my injuries and she holds nothing back.

I whimper, I whine, I mewl as her white-knuckled grip remains clamped around my hard aching cock. I’d hit my climax what felt like ages ago yet it wouldn’t, it couldn’t, release! Trapped in that heady peaking moment just before release I am driven out of my mind with pleasure! “OHHHHHH!!!”

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

“NNNNNGHHHH!!!” Without warning Carol suddenly SLAMS into me balls deep and lets go of my dick.

“HAAAHHHMMMM!!!” I howl as the climax that had been denied is all at once set loose. Doubled in power and intensity my orgasm rocks me to my core as inside I feel Carol’s cock throbbing, strong and deep, filling me with her hot load.

***

The next thing I remember is feeling spent, exhausted and hollow as Carol gently strokes my hair. She was beside me now. The silk sheets were over me. I could feel her warm cum oozing from my hole though I had no memory of her pulling out. Her voluptuous body, sweaty and hot, is pressed to my side and her slowly softening wet cock sandwiched between her thigh and mine.

“There he is.” She whispers, her breath caressing my face. “My mighty lion.” With heart-filling tenderness she kisses my temple. “We went a little to hard there, baby. I’m sorry.”

“Noooo.” A smile of pure tired joy spreads across my face. “Don’t be sorry. That was…that was…ohhhhhh…” I melt into a puddle in her arms.

“Mmm.” She grins and kisses my cheek. “Sleep, my love. Rest. You earned it.”

I was asleep before my eyes had even closed.

***

“Go!” Prudence throws a stick, missing my head by mere inches to land in the dense shrubs behind me. Behind her was her plywood shack, the dim light of an oil lantern just visible through the window. Above us the full moon shone bright to illuminate the darkly looming pine forest around us. “Get outta here!”

“Prue!” I plead with the woman who I thought felt the same way about me as I felt about her. “Come with me! Please. I…I stole some money. We can…”

“You stole!” She shrieks. “You stole from the Prophet!?”

“Please!” I cry, trying to keep my voice down so the rest of the colony couldn’t hear. “Prudence. If I stay…the Prophet will kill me! He almost drowned me today.”

My heart breaks as I watch a hardness come over her, the same cold indifference I saw so often in her mother’s soulless glare. Prudence, her face twisted by hateful zealotry, hisses. “Prophet was right about you. Sinner! Evil! You’re just WRONG, Eli.” Picking up another stick she holds it aloft and begins to approach. “I shoulda known. The way you was touchin just ain’t right. Not natural. Man ain’t meant to be touched like that.” As I scramble away from her her voice darkens. “Momma says I’m almost ready to move to the big house. Prophet says he can feel my sins and he’s ready to carry them for me.”

“No!” I plead, my soul weeping at the thought of sweet Prudence in the Prophet’s cruel hands. “Prue! I thought…you loved me.”

“Love? You!?” She stops and sneers. “I love God.” Her sunken cheeks and heavy brow casts dark shadows down her face in the wan moonlight. “Only God. God and his prophet.”

A great bellowing shout comes down from the porch of the big house, the center of our isolated forest community. “Prue! What’s goin on down there?”

I take one last look at the girl. I believed she loved me once, because she’d been kind while others were cruel and because she touched me and let me touch her in the ways she liked. Fool that I was I really thought she’d escape with me. Heart broken, faith shattered, I turn and run.

***

I wake not with a start but with silent sob.

The tears dry before they can be shed as the first thing I see when I open my eyes…is Carol’s beautiful face resting on the pillow beside mine. Peaceful, contented, beautiful beyond words. She was my savior. She was my angel. As I lay there in awe of her beauty the thought strikes me again, for real this time. Had I truly survived that accident? Because if there was a heaven up above it was simply impossible that it could surpass the paradise I’d found here with her. Be this my eternal reward or real life I knew one thing for sure. Eli was dead, never to return. Those dreams and images that haunted me were his. My memories, my own precious memories, began at the side of a highway in the merciful arms of a woman unlike any other. I was Lionel now, Carol’s ‘little lion’. In time questions would have to be answered, unwanted memories would return, healing outside and in would happen, but for now…being Lionel was enough.

I slide my arm over Carol’s warm belly. “Mmm.” She sighs softly and snuggles closer.

The End