TABOO TALES(erotica)

Her juices were beginning to flow more freely now, dampening my finger and allowing me to insert another one alongside, and her breathing became more ragged as I frigged her more seriously, rubbing my thumb over h er hooded clitoris as I dipped two fingers in and out, rubbed inside her, teased and dampened her little rosebud. Nia was twitching and quivering now, her face and neck flushing as her arousal climbed, small gasps and sighs escaping her lips as she squirmed on my fingers.

I moved down between her parted thighs, licking and kissing her red and swollen labia, inhaling her scent as I lapped at her, pointing my tongue and pushing inside her to taste her pink flesh, and lapping at her rapidly engorging clitoris, the little bead hard and solid against my tongue. Nia pulled my head against her, grinding her vulva against my mouth as I lapped her secretions, licking and nibbling at her succulent pussy and making her sigh and moan.

I gently pulled her clitoris between my lips, and sucked firmly on it, simultaneously rubbing it with the tip of my tongue, and slid my index finger into her tight, moist little anus. I felt her orgasm rise up and slam into her, waves of pleasure making her groan and writhe as she held herself against my mouth, every tremor and flutter of her pussy magnified against my lips, and her anus tightening around my finger, holding it inside her.

At last she opened her eyes, to smile at me, reaching out to call me closer. As I raised up and shuffled forward on my knees, she slid her knees under her and knelt up, putting a hand on my chest to stop me where I was, and leaning forward, taking my aching cock in her hand and pumping me twice, squeezing as she did so, and I reared up, ready for her.

Nia dropped down onto her belly, raised herself on her elbow, and slowly licked my cock, one long slow lick, from root to crown, looking at me as she did so, then, just as slowly, slipped me into her mouth, her lips softly squeezing the crown as she began licking and sucking me. One hand still pumped me, and she fondled and gently squeezed my scrotum with the other. I leaned back, resting with my hands on the bed behind me, Nia rising up on all fours to keep her head in my lap, her mouth working exquisitely at my glans.

I could feel that pre-ejaculation tightening in my scrotum, and apparently so could she, because she raked my perineum with a fingernail, backing me down immediately, taking the edge off my need to come.

“Uh-uh, mister, not yet you don’t!” she grinned, turning round on the bed and getting back on all-fours.

“Well?” she grinned, and I edged forward, her questing hand finding me and guiding me forward until I was just resting the head of my cock between her lips.

“Now, Polar Bear!” she breathed , and I slowly slid forward, pushing myself into her as far as I could, Nia, sighing as I filled her up. I took hold of her beautiful backside, my hands moulding and massaging the globes of her arse as I slowly pumped into her, with Nia pushing back against me as I pushed forward. I straightened up so I could watch myself slide between those fabulous buttocks, the sight of my cock sliding into her as those globes quivered a powerful and erotic image, one I would never tire of seeing.

I slid my hands under her ribcage, finding and squeezing her perfect little breasts, her nipples hard as cherry stones as I rubbed and tweaked and tugged on them. I speeded-up, I needed to come inside her, to fill her with my spunk, and she sensed my need, her hand sliding between her legs to rub and caress herself.

Her orgasm was as powerful as before, her pussy clamping down on me as her orgasm surged through her, the constriction enough to make me lose all control, and my cock swelled as spunk poured out of me in long powerful jets, splashing deep inside her, jet after jet of sperm as I literally emptied myself into her, my groan of release merging with her cry as she climaxed again at the feel of me pulsing inside her.

I knelt back down as I softened and slipped from her, Nia lying back down on her front, her cute little rump still raised-up, giving me a perfect view of my sperm oozing from her gaping vulva, easily the best sight I had seen in a long and scenic day…

I lay next to her, and she trailed an arm over me, then pulled herself close to me, and kissed me, a long and tender French-kiss, appropriately enough, before smiling sleepily.

“Now I’m ready to go home, Polar Bear!” she whispered, and closed her eyes as she pulled my arm around her.

We checked out early as we had an 8am departure from Gare Du Nord, due into London for 10:25, and mum was expecting us for lunch at 12 pm. The journey was uneventful, once again the Normandy countryside flashing by as we approached the Channel Tunnel, then the lower-speed traverse of the tunnel, to emerge in the Kent countryside, and just over an hour later we were on the high level platform at St. Pancras.

We took a taxi home, neither of us felt like using the Underground, and were home for 11 am.

Nia started to take of her engagement ring and I stopped her.

“What are you doing, Princess?” I asked her, curious to know why she thought she couldn’t let the ‘rents see it.

She looked worried, a first for her, it was usually me sweating and trembling. “Jamie, I want to lead them into it gently, you know, it’s a big step and…” she trailed off as I shook my head.

“Nia, we’ve been living together for three years now, I really doubt they believe we spend our nights locked in separate bedrooms with a bear-trap by our beds in case the other gets ideas! Mum will be over the moon, and, like you said, dad will have to find a way to live with it; he has so far. It’ll be fine, believe me.”

I kissed the ring and slid it back on her finger. “There you are, right where it belongs!”

As we were putting our stuff away, I noticed the email icon on my laptop was flashing, so I opened it and looked through a list of work-related emails, and one that was not work-related at all.

“Nia, look at this. My contact in Thailand has sent me a package, says it should be here on…” I counted rapidly. “Saturday or maybe Monday. He says he won’t discuss it on email, when I get it I’ll know why. He’s also given me the name of a contact in the HKPF, Hong Kong Police, guy called Tang Tao Lieng, says I should speak with him once I’ve read the stuff he’s sent me. I think we’re on our way, Princess!”

Nia read it and looked at me, her lip trembling.

“Jamie, would you excuse me, please, there’s something I have to do!”

I was puzzled, but complied; when she uses that tone, it’s usually something important to her, so I kissed her and left, made myself a coffee and picked up Sunday’s newspaper to read the funnies when I heard her voice from the bedroom. Her phone was on the table, and the ‘In Use’ light wasn’t illuminated on the house phone, so I went to see who she could be talking to.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

As I approached the bedroom door I could hear her talking, and smell incense, so I cracked the door open and saw her kneeling on the floor, her hands pressed together in front of her in an attitude of prayer, her fingertips touching her forehead, and an incense stick in a lacquer sand bowl in front of her. Nia was chanting softly, but it wasn’t Tieng Viet, I could tell that much, it was some other language, stately and strange, archaic, one I had never heard her use before.

She looked up and saw me, a smile on her face, and tears on her cheeks; she sing-song’d a few more sentences and inverted the incense stick in the sand, snuffing it out.

I handed her up, and wiped her eyes and cheeks with my handkerchief, seeing the unshed tears still in her eyes. She hugged me, then smiled, almost her old grin again.

“Nia, what was that, what did I just see?” I asked her gently, knowing I’d seen something important, but not what it was.

She looked at me levelly.

“I was asking the Mother Goddess to help me find her daughter, my sister. I was praying to Thien Y A Na, mother of all, and protector of daughters, and to Hu Ye, the Tiger Guardian Spirit, asking him to protect and guard my sister until I find her and bring her back. I gave him your name, so he can walk where she is. He must protect her now, but I have to find her, that was the bargain for your name. Your email was a sign, and I was thanking the Goddess for her help so far.”