Bare With Me update

For a moment, all Lotus’s body tensed. Then she moaned and raised her pelvis. Batroc finished taking off her panties and rolled her onto her back. The binoculars settled into place on the ground, freed from her hand.

“Batroc, I fear you will not measure up to the demonstration of skill I am already being treated to.”

“Ah, Batroc is the equal of any man and will surpass almost all!” He buried his face in her sparse pubic hair, breathing in the spiced scent of her flowing arousal. Then he flicked his tongue forward to sample that which he already approved of so much.

“I’m not giving you much of a challenge!” Lotus keened. “I’m already so wet… you barely have to do anything!”

Batroc lifted his head briefly. “Ah-ho-ho, but opportunity is all a part of ze skill! Timing! Chance! Luck! Batroc would not be Batroc if I did zis at ze inopportune time!”

He resumed his feasting, Lotus already moaning happily—forced to admit he had a point.

Batroc could tell she enjoyed being tongue-fucked, but when he moved on to sucking her clit, she proved equally enthusiastic.

“Oh, Batroc! I didn’t know… you could make me feel this good… so good!” Her ass ground on the stone ground, jumping upward in little thrusts to demand more attention from his mouth, and her juices ran from her like he’d turned her sex into a fountain. “Oh my God! I think I’m… ahhhh!”

Her body writhed and jerked, lightning-struck by his nibble at the swollen bud of her clitoris. She shrieked as though it were a note he was playing on her tensed body, but soon had a hand over her mouth to muzzle herself.

Her spasms jerked her around and her lower body jolted so violently that Batroc had to pull back. He sat on his heels and enjoyed the spectacle as Lotus ran all the way through her climax, glorying in every moment of it. Finally laying back, her eyes shut, gasping for breath that no longer had to be screamed away.

Batroc stripped away what little he’d worn for safety on the way up the mountainside. When Lotus could see again, she saw the unexpected musculature of Batroc, gleaming with sweat as he knelt over her legs. Then her eyes dropped and she saw the massive erection he faced her with. Lotus wondered if he’d gotten that hard from seeing her naked or from making her come—though it hardly mattered.

“That… that’s really going… inside me… isn’t it?” she asked, her voice instinctively quivering, acting the little girl to see if she could get some gentleness from what would have to be a brutal fuck. Or at least, brutally felt.

“It is unless you wish it otherwise,” Batroc said, giving her a last opening to politely desist and knowing with confidence that there was no chance of this. He’d prepared Lotus too thoroughly for her not to wish to take advantage of it.

To conclusively convince her,  he leaned in to lay the hard, swollen head of his maleness onto the petals of her pussy, all of them brimming with the moisture to speed his way in.

“I… I… oh hell, Batroc! Fuck me! I can’t wait any longer!”

Batroc needed even less persuasion than her. He rolled his cockhead around in her spilling wetness to give it one last layer of lubrication, then wedged himself into her opening. With a deep breath, he kept going, wanting to stretch Lotus as thoroughly as possible before the pain set in and made it difficult.

Lotus clapped her hand over her mouth. There was a hot, sharp feeling of straining, but it was mercifully brief—an interval of nothing before the staggering fullness in her sex, being expanded by fully half of his magnificent endowment.

“Yes, cherie, your pleasure has only begun! I have much more for you, my little blossom! Do not worry about the pain—know that Batroc is making it as cozy as possible for you, his hothouse rose… once more!” he cautioned her, then drove hard with a second thrust.

Lotus gasped, partly moaned, but as pained as she sounded, there was no disapproval in her voice.

He pushed into her the last few inches and then rested on her, feeling her pussy convulse as it grew to accept how much he would need to plunder it to leave Lotus as well-fucked as she deserved.

“And now that we have stepped onto the dance floor, shall we let the music guide us?” Batroc cooed, looking into her face less for permission and more to enjoy the sight of her excitement.

The tension lines were disappearing from Lotus’s increasingly pleasured face—she wore the start of a grin.

“Yes! You can’t hurt me! Not enough that I won’t like… the feel of you… inside me! Do it, Batroc… have me!”

Having penetrated her, now he fucked her. In slow, savoring thrusts, Batroc worked himself in and out of her depths, raising himself to stroke the top of his length against the sensitivity of her clit. She writhed and whimpered, her hands working at her bra so she could tear them away and replace the fabric with Batroc’s eager hands. He obligingly pinched the nipples, kneaded the curving flesh, and they both gasped at how good it was to touch each other.

“It’s so nice!” Lotus moaned. “Oh God, how good it is… having you inside me!”

Her hips attacked him with each stroke, as if she could not wait for his plunges to fill her with all the meat of his cock.

Her sex was tight, but she was more than adequately juicy, so it wasn’t really discomfort they felt with each other—taking and being taken—but a flickering helping of pain to flavor the sweetness. Batroc gritted his teeth not out of any unpleasantness, but because it was so very hard not to lose control in such a delicious sheath. And how could he want it any other way?