Part 33 (1/2)
”But he couldn't let her go. As he entered the house, he tried a desperate device. 'I will heave you up, and catch you higher,' he told her. 'Are you ready? Heave!' And he heaved, and she rose several inches-but his trousers didn't. He staggered several steps farther, then heaved again, and again it worked, but not for his trousers. He was in desperate straits.
” 'Where is your room?' he gasped.
”She indicated a room to the right. He carried her in there-and discovered that there was no bed as yet, or other furniture in it. Unwilling to dump her on the floor, but needing to put her somewhere so that he could pull up his trailing trousers, he lumbered across the room to the window. He set her posterior on the sill just as his trousers and shorts lost their last purchase and dropped to the floor, about his ankles.
”He looked past her head and her cloud of hair, out the window. This was a rear chamber, opening on a small yard limited by a big wooden wall that screened it from his own house beyond. But the oddest thing was that to the side there seemed to be a bit of forest and a body of water, perhaps a lake, when he knew there was nothing like that in this neighborhood. He stared, but could not get a sufficient view of it past her head. He drew back his head-and she drew back hers, and met his gaze directly. Her eyes seemed as deep as the sky.
”Now he realized that somehow not only had his trousers dropped, but her robe had ridden up or been drawn aside, so that his crotch was against hers. His member had shrunk in the effort of carrying her, but now it was resurging-and it was right at her cleft. If he didn't move away quickly, it would grow right into her!
”He knew that he should disengage immediately. But her eyes held him, and her grip on his shoulders did not relent. Only her knees relaxed, letting his body nudge more firmly against hers as her legs spread wide. She was a lovely girl, and seemed so willing, that somehow he just remained in place and let his erection find its way.
”Then he heard a sound outside the house. The girl's mother was coming in! In a moment they would be discovered! Yet such was the pa.s.sion of the moment, he did not draw away. Instead he began to thrust, hoping that somehow he could complete the job and disengage before her mother-”
They were coming into the vicinity of the cabin. Geode discovered that he had an erection himself. He stopped and turned to her. Jade literally jumped off the bike and hiked up her skirt; she had nothing on beneath now, though he was sure she had when they started out. He loosened his belt and dropped his jeans and shorts, and she leaped into his arms, wrapping her legs around him. ”In! In!” she exclaimed.
He was trying to hold her up, catching her in the same grip as described in the story, his hands on her b.u.t.tocks. But he wasn't in her. What would the man in the story have done?
”He let go with one hand for a moment,” Jade gasped, as if continuing the story. ”And reached around and between her spread thighs, finding his member and pus.h.i.+ng it into place.”
Gratefully, he suited her word to his action. But not with perfect skill. He was standing, barely maintaining his balance, with her clinging to him, and somehow it just wasn't aligned. Things were jamming instead of juxtaposing.
”It snagged,” she said. ”But then she wiggled, and abruptly it went in.” Her skill was greater than his, making her words accurate.
Just like that, he penetrated her. She clung to him, and bounced, and then pulled her face around to meet his, and kissed him. The muscles of her cleft clenched, and then he was thrusting, and the spasm of it took him.
He was so awe-stricken by the accomplishment that it muted much of the pleasure. He had achieved s.e.x with a woman! He stood there, holding her, as his o.r.g.a.s.m pa.s.sed. What an accomplishment!
She broke the kiss at last, and smiled at him. ”I knew you could do it, Geode. I love you.”
”I love you,” he echoed.
Then the position became awkward. Actually, it had been awkward from the start, but their mutual eagerness to get the job done had overridden all else. She put down her feet, touched the ground as he bent his knees to bring her down, and let him slide out of her. Quickly, efficiently, she mopped herself with a tissue, and put on her panties (which magically reappeared) and skirt. He put on his own clothing.
Then they resumed their travel, without speaking a further word. None was necessary.
Yet even as they came in sight of the cabin, Geode had his erection back. It struggled for straightness within his jeans, embarra.s.sing him. He managed to get it vertical, relieving some of the discomfort, but the desire for renewed s.e.x remained.
”It's the firefly!” Jade exclaimed, noticing. ”I feel it too!”
That was it, of course. She had thought she smelled it before, and had begged him for s.e.x; now they were closer to the source, and were both affected.
”We can't let Cyrano see us like this!” she said. Indeed, her bosom was heaving, her eyes were staring, and her mouth fell to slackness when she wasn't talking.
”But I have to check on him, and tell him Mid didn't call back.”
”Yes. So take the edge off, now.” She got off the bike again and grabbed his arm, drawing him behind a large live oak.
It made sense. If they did it now, they would be relaxed in Cyrano's presence, and not embarra.s.s themselves. He dropped his jeans again, as she scrambled out of her skirt and panties.
There was no art to it. He spread his legs and bent his knees so as to lower his torso, and she stepped in and set herself on his member. She was so well lubricated that penetration was immediate and complete. It was just like one of her stories! Then she closed her legs tightly, sealing him into her, and clasped his body to hers. Spread-legged, he thrust, so hard it actually lifted her from the ground, and burst. The o.r.g.a.s.m was more powerful than before, radiating out from his groin and spreading through his thighs and belly. The entire center of his torso was a nexus of ultimate pleasure.
”The wine of the G.o.ds,” she gasped, shuddering against him. Her climax provided pleasure to the waning stages of his, extending its delight. ”I've never had one like this! You're some lover, Geode!”
”It's the firefly,” he reminded her. That was the one flaw in this bliss. He knew he hadn't done it himself, he had borrowed the pheromones provided by the firefly. It signaled not his conquest of impotence, but the power of the creature they hunted. The power to give even an impotent man a violent erection, and to make a woman climax almost as fast as he did, just from that penetration. No s.e.x was like that, in ordinary life, he was sure.
”We'll do it again at the house!” she exclaimed as she relaxed. ”We'll do it on our own! We don't need the firefly!”
Geode nodded agreement, though he wasn't sure. The sniff of the monster's victims had given him erections, yet his impotence had remained. Now the firefly was close, and performing its magic.
”Now we've done it, we can do it again!” she said as she got hastily back into her clothing, and he got into his.
He hoped so! This had been an experience like no other, and he didn't want to give it up.
But now they had to see Cyrano. They checked each other, making sure that their sudden savage bout of s.e.x did not show, and cut across the field toward the cabin.
Yet even as he reached the door, Geode felt his erection returning. Those pheromones would not let go!
Cyrano let them in. His trousers were bulging, and the man did not bother to conceal it. ”The thing is close, and getting closer,” he said. ”How many times did you folk have to have it off before you made it here?”
Secrecy was impossible! ”Twice,” Geode said.
”And more coming up,” Jade agreed.
”I figure the thing never went far, after the last one,” Cyrano said. ”It stayed near, so its ambience built up, and now it's closing for the kill, turning it on. It doesn't even care if I know it's coming; it figures it can take me.”
”You shouldn't wait for it alone,” Jade said.
”You folk don't dare wait here! You'd be so busy f.u.c.king you wouldn't be any help anyway, no offense.”
”No offense,” she agreed. ”It's true.”
”Mid never called back,” Geode said.
”Good! After sitting through this, d.a.m.ned if I want to give it up. I can't eat or relax; I just sit here watching and thinking of s.e.x orgies. Gimme a hundred women, any age, or a hundred men even-it wouldn't be enough. I'm saving the mask for nightfall; that's when the firefly'll come all the way in. That's when I've got to have my mind on my business instead of my p.e.c.k.e.r. Now get out of here before I attack the two of you. Come back in the morning, and I'll have the thing caged.”
They nodded, and made a hasty retreat. Such was their renewed urgency that they couldn't even get clear of the house; they stepped into each other against the outer wall, tearing fly open and panties aside, and pounded into mergence. They didn't care if Cyrano overheard; he understood the situation well enough. They didn't bother with kissing; that only slowed things.
This time Geode wasn't sure he actually e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed, but he did have the o.r.g.a.s.m. It seemed to reach down to his knees and up to his chest. Jade seemed to feel the same; every part of her body touching him was hot and slick with sweat.
Then she pulled back, not waiting for his erection to subside, and yanked her clothing into place. Geode crammed his member back into his jeans. As an afterthought, she hauled her panties off and tucked them into a pocket, so that she was bare-bottomed. He didn't need to ask why. They resumed their tour, he afoot, she on the bike.
But instead of going limp, his p.e.n.i.s only softened somewhat. Already it was girding for further action. Jade, glancing sidelong at him, licked her lips. How far through the forest would they make it before they had to pause again?
”Maybe next time you can stay on the bike,” he said. ”I'll come up behind. You can support yourself better, using the handlebars.”
”Yes,” she said. ”That will be faster. I'll just lean forward.” Because, as they both knew now, love was not the object here; there was only s.e.x, as fast and often as feasible. Until they got out of the ambience of the firefly.
* 38 - CYRANO HEARD THEM going at it just outside the door. G.o.d, what he wouldn't do for a woman right now! But that would be no good for the same reason that their company was no good: you couldn't keep good watch while you were f.u.c.king.
He walked to the window and watched them go. She was riding the red bicycle, with a short skirt, and her bare bottom showed in flashes as her legs pumped. d.a.m.n, he envied Demerit right now! That little b.i.t.c.h might be in her thirties, but in the ambience of the firefly she had become the s.e.xiest creature on two legs.