Rock Hardest (Bad Boy Bandmates & Babies)

My curious finger traced out Odin’s beard, Thor’s hammer, Loki’s horns, until Varg awakened at long last.

We met in the middle of the bed, crossing the breach to closer touch. Then our lips came together in sweet communion. Our tongues were entwined, a natural iteration of the process.

His arms around me were firm but gentle, minding his own strength, which was greater than might be expected, his deceptively lean body full of strength and sinew— especially his arms.

I doubted they had gotten that big from only playing guitar. Images flashed behind my eyes: Varg alone in the misty, ancient forest, felling trees with two hands and an ax.

“Still here?” he asked.

“Miles away mentally, sorry.”

“You’re forgiven. I’m going for a shower. Do my back?”

“Always, my love.”

Water pounded on porcelain as I waited, watching as he untied his hair, letting it fall around his shoulders. My eyes soon reached his cock. Neither of us cared to cover up before undressing again. Any doubts I might have about myself, or my looks, had long ago vanished. He clearly loved my body, as big as it might be.

I kept still as he cleansed me with a deep cleaning almond body scrub. He planted soft kisses on me as he scrubbed my neck and back.

Then he started slowing kissing my whole body, gradually working down to my knees.

Once he started making his way back up, I knew what he wanted to do. One at a time, my legs went over his shoulders as he was lifting me off my own two feet. Hands on my ass, he raised me up, carefully, my pussy inches from his face. He closed the gap, stroking his tongue along the length of my tender lips.

My hands went to the back of his head as he lapped at my pussy. My back was pressed against the cool shower wall. My moans of pleasure echoed in the small space, sounding even bigger than they felt.

I wasn’t sure if Varg could hold me up the whole time, but goodness if he didn’t manage. Leaving me on his shoulders, he devoured my pussy until I was shaking against him. Kissing me gently, he left me where I was until I calmed down, keeping his arms firmly around my waist in case my legs weren’t up to the job.

“Oh, wow.”

He was rock hard, water dripping off his cock almost like a waterfall.

“I guess that’s my fault, isn’t it?” I asked, kissing it.

“Yes.”

“Well then, I’d better take care of it,” I said, wrapping my hand around his pulsing shaft.

Helping me down onto my knees, he ran his fingers through my hair as I ran my tongue down the length of his cock, swirling it around the head where I could. I kept up the stroke as I lifted his cock and paid good attention to his balls, taking them into my mouth and sucking them one at a time.

Varg had huge balls, and one at a time was the only way they would comfortably fit into my mouth. I has somewhat neglected them the night before, and was eager to pay them better attention now.

Varg didn’t seem to mind, moaning his encouragement as I continued my explorations, careful to mind my teeth. He was always careful with me, so it was only right I treat him with the same consideration.

I licked my way all the way back up to the head, making the rounds again. After teasing him enough, I took him totally into my mouth. Sucking lightly on the head, I relished each gasp and moan.

It was primarily for his pleasure, but I liked it myself. There was a sense of power I hadn’t expected, but I also liked being able to do something so simple that gave him so much pleasure.

“I’m cumming,” he said, as his cock began to twitch.

I got ready, confident that I could take it all. From what I understood, swallowing could be really fun and intimate. Nothing I’d experienced contradicted this notion. The first time had been quite a lot, but he had tried to warn me. I just didn’t understand what it had all meant.

This time I was ready, and swallowed his massive load.

“Come here.”

Pulling me to him, Varg bet me over at the waist, putting my hands flat against the wall. I didn’t ask what he was doing, willing to let him go with it, trusting that whatever it was, it would be good. My faith was rewarded, Varg slipping two fingers inside my still very wet pussy.

Sucking his cock had excited me all over again and he seemed to know that. My pussy actually started to ache as he filled my mouth. He didn’t put both fingers in at once. Going easy on me, he just put one in first, my lips squeezing him tight.

With exquisite patience, he waited me out, my tight pussy giving in to his touch. My muscles relaxing, he got a second finger in, leaving it there until it was time. The moment the right time arrived, Varg started working inside me, coaxing my clit to a shaking orgasm.