101 Was That The First Time We Had Sex Ever? (1/2)

When An Ning went back to the room, Nian Zhen was just waking up. She wiped the sweat from his brows and checked his temperature.Normal. His skin was cool and a bit clammy. But his entire body was back to normal, even the pale face that was a bit flushed from sleep looked like any human boy's, handsome, curious, a bit shy.

”Feeling better?” An Ning asked.

He nodded then hesitated.

”I need to take a shower.”

”I already prepared your things in the shower room. Take your time. I'll get you something to eat while you're in there.”

An Ning helped him up and into the shower room. Nian Zhen didn't reject her help.He even seemed to want it, peeking at her surreptitiously when she poured warm water into the barrel and helped him submerged into it.

”Got everything you need? Okay, I'll be downstairs to get your dinner. I'll be back.”

”An Ning,” he suddenly called out, his body already warming up in the fresh water.

”Hmnn...”

Nian Zhen hesitated.

”I told Indian to make some sweets. Tell him to make sure to include those in my dinner, will you?”

”Indian?”

”The cook.”

”Okay. Will do.”

”An Ning!”

”What?”

”Nothing...erm...have you eaten yet?”

”No, I'm having dinner with you,” An Ning said, smiling.

”Oh....oh...that's good then. Haha.”

”Okay, have your wash and I'll be back.”

”An Ning!”

”Nian Zhen, how am I going to get our dinner if you keep stopping me like this? Is there something else you need?”

”Nothing,” Nian Zhen said sullenly, pouting. ”I'll go back to my washing then.”

”You do that. I'll be back.”

She closed the door and left before Nian Zhen could think of a way to stop her again. Ten minutes later, she opened the door and saw Nian Zhen standing by the window wearing a dark robe, his long hair wet and streaming down his back.

An Ning put the tray on the table and was about to call Nian Zhen to eat when he was suddenly beside her, clutching her in his arms and kissing her senseless.

”What in the world is wrong with you?” An Ning said, panting as she tried to extricate herself from his embrace. ”I thought you were hungry.”

”I am but not for food,” he rasped urgently as he pulled down her dress until it pooled around her ankles, leaving her wearing nothing but a pair of black boy shorts. Nian Zhen's hungry mouth immediately fastened on An Ning's bare breasts, sucking and biting her pink nipples with his teeth and tongue until her legs gave way and he caught her in his arms and the two of them tumbled to bed together.

Nian Zhen's hard body fell on top of An Ning's soft one, his hands curled tightly around her naked waist as he prepared her for his mounting. He pulled her shorts down, opened his robe and was in her thrusting violently and eagerly before she even knew what was happening.

”Nian Zhen!” she cried, angry that he was again trying to blow her mind with his unbridled passion. ”Are you insane? We need to talk!”

”Fuck first, talk later,” Nian Zhen groaned, his hips slapping urgently and wildly against An Ning's.

”You are such an asshole,” An Ning gritted, clutching at his sweaty back for dear life as he continued slamming into her again and again, her bones melting against her will as his turgid cock swept all resistance from her equally straining body.

”And you feel so good and tight,” Nian Zhen rasped, taking her legs and putting them on his shoulders, which gave him even more leverage as he wiggled his hips in and out of An Ning's tight sheathe, frying her brains to nothing as she felt him harden between her thighs.

An Ning clutched at the covers as her body tightened then crashed, screaming with pleasure as Nian Zhen's groin rubbed harder against her clit, sending her spinning deliciously into an abyss that made her body and her toes curl with unbelievable pleasure.

Ecstasy was still gushing forth and bathing her thighs with honey when Nian Zhen's violent thrusting stopped and his head went down between An Ning's open thighs as he lapped at her wet slit, his tongue sucking and sipping at her juices.

”Nian...enough,” An Ning mumbled exhaustedly. The highs and lows of Nian Zhen's lovemakingalways crashes and burns her to ash.She didn't understand his passion. Was it guilt? Desire? Love? She didn't know. Truth to tell, she wasn't really interested in knowing what it was either. She wasn't in love with this version of Richard but maybe she did owe him something. He was the father of her children, that alone gave him some privileges, maybe.

”I'm not done with you yet,” Nian Zhen whispered huskily, forcing her mouth open so he could lick and suck at her tongue. He refused to let her evade the sensual kiss even as his hard cock again dove into her wet pussy, thrusting deeper and deeper as he reawakened her senses to her own rapacious carnality, her hips meeting and inciting his delicious thrusts, her long legs tightening like vices around his moving hips.

They came together almost at the same time. An Ning's arms and legs wrapped tightly around Nian Zhen's body as she flung her head and emitted a shriek while her body rode the delicious tremors of completion. Nian Zhen buried his head and bit at An Ning's shoulder as her pussy milked him dry, as he emptied himself into her clasping body totally ravaged and sated.

It was a long time before either of them could move. An Ning tried to wriggle out from under Nian Zhen's body but he had her still pinned to the bed with his cock again hardening and growing bigger inside her.

”Nian Zhen, the food is getting cold,” An Ning complained, even as she groaned and opened her legs wider to accommodate his thrusting.

”Just a quick quickie then, love,” he whispered incitingly. He suddenly pulled his penis out and flipped her over on her stomach and on her knees, bending his muscular body over hers as he whispered his lewd desire in her ear. An Ning gasped as he snaked his arms around her waist and his blood-filled cock again impaled her to the bed.

”Nian Zhen,” she gasped, her eyes closing with delight, her hips pushing back to meet his downward thrusts. Their bodies started a push and pull as old as time, the bed creaking loudly and violently with each movement. Nian Zhen roughly bit An Ning's neck, his hoarse voice encouraging her, telling her she felt soft and delicious in his arms. He turned her face to his and his hungry mouth pillaged her mouth and plundered her tongue, sucking and licking until they both nearly ran out of breath and the loving became even more fierce and savage.

”Nian Zhen, stop.I...I can't take anymore.” As usual, An Ning found herself begging for mercy, her body ravaged by Nian Zhen's devastating brand of passion. Nian Zhen's ragged voice was harsh in her ear, his strong arms enclosing her body in a tight cage.She couldn't move even if she wanted to. She could only follow him to the end as their passion hurled them against the waves and they finally lay limp and exhausted against each other's panting bodies.