Authors: Brair Lake
“Lie down and spread your arms and legs and no moving, Little Bird. No matter what I do.”
“Did I ever tell you that you are beautiful?”
Deep blue eyes stare up at me as Little Bird cups my face in her hands and leans forward to kiss me gently on the mouth.
“No.”
“You are beautiful and you gave me a beautiful son.”
Rayven’s lips prove to be too much of a temptation for much for me, and I lean down to place my own kiss on the soft crimson lips. Gently I trail my mouth until I reach the back of Little Bird’s ear and place a soft kiss, trailing further down until I reach her neck.
“What did I tell you about your hands?”
“Tabby.”
“Don’t Tabby me. Now put them back.”
Little Bird’s “Humph.” Earns her a nip on the base of her neck. Tenderly I move down from her neck to straddle her hips and begin to play with her breasts. Before taking one into my mouth to gently suck on the fleshy mound. Rayven is still breast-feeding and occasionally I would catch a taste of the sour milk.
“Tabby.”
“I need you.”
“Where?”
“In my pussy.”
“Soon Little Bird.”
At Little Bird’s gasp, I bite on the hard nipple as my finger wound its way to her pussy to softly stroke the flesh between her plump lips.
“Harder.”
Little Bird’s cream is soon covering my finger and with the extra lubrication she is producing, I slide a finger into her passage. As I press against the muscled walls, Little Bird’s legs clenched round my hand. Satisfied with the flush rose on her breasts I scrape my chin along her flesh, until I reach the other nipple and begin to suck on the hard pebble as my finger continues to push in and out of her pussy. With each thrust and suck, Little Bird raises her hips, drawing me in further. Her moans becoming louder in the room.
“That’s it, Little Bird, take a second finger.”
When I thrust the second finger deep into Little Bird, the room is filled with the sound of my name.
“Do you want me to stop?”
“Don’t you fucking stop.”
Rayven’s passionate response as me laughing as I move down her body, until my head is resting in my favorite spot. Right at her pussy. After laying a quick kiss on my bounty, I pull my body up and take a long, deep look at the wet pink flesh as I stretched her legs apart, exposing the small swollen clit to my gaze.
“You’d tempt the devil himself with that pink juicy pussy of yours Little Bird.”
“I think Tabby; you’ll find the devil is already at my pussy.”
Eager for what I have planned next, I bend over the bed, and reach into my bag and withdraw a palm vibrator.
“Maybe, and now the Devil is going to play and you’re going pay.”
The vibrator begins to make a low humming noise, as I switch on the lowest setting, placing it on Little Bird’s pussy, as I returned to kiss her hard, and deep on the mouth. Our tongues dueling as I thrust mine into her mouth.
To begin with, Little Bird returns my kiss and a low hum escapes her mouth. With a flick of the switch, I turn the setting up on the vibrator and Little Bird’s body jerks in surprise. As her moans become louder, she presses her hips further onto my hand. I flick the vibrator on to full force and swallow Little Bird’s scream as she cums all over the vibrator and my palm.
“Fuck Little Bird, my dick is throbbing, and all I want to do is pound into you.”
Dazed eyes look in my direction as a weak smile flitters across Rayven’s face.
“If you let me touch you I could ease that for you Tabby.”
“Not yet, I haven’t finished with you.”
“I don’t think I can take anymore.”
With a laugh that could shame the devil, I return my mouth to her wet pussy and begin to suck on the hard clit. My tongue flickering over the nub and then suckling it when Little Bird rose to my mouth, moaning softly. Soon the gentle sucks and flicks turn to nips and hard sucks. Little Bird’s juices begin to coat my tongue and chin as I play with her. Deep in her arousal, it took Little Bird a moment to notice my finger at her rosette. Gently I prod the opening, causing Little Bird to stiffen.
“Soon I’m going to take you there Little Bird.”
Another whimper escapes Little Bird and I am not sure if it is because of the thought of me fucking her ass, or that she is ready to cum again. I returned my mouth to her wet pussy. The harder I sucked on her clit the harder she thrusts her body up to my mouth.
“Tabby. Fuck Tabby. Now. Get in me now.”
With a final hard bite on her clit, that causes Little Bird’s body to jerk once more. I reach up to her mouth and kiss her as I thrust two fingers into the eager little pussy.
“Fuck, I hate you Tabby.”
“I know you do.” I mutter against her mouth as she came again on my hand.
Now that Little Bird had cum twice it is my turn. Eagerly I spread her legs further apart and thrust hard and deep into my haven. The flinch that Little Bird gives does not prevent me from starting to pound her pussy. With each thrust I make, Little Bird’s tunnel clamps on to my hard throbbing dick. The blood gathering in my head as I thrust hard and deep.
“Tabby!”
When Little Bird had finished her third orgasm I find my own release and pour my cum into her pussy and womb. Drained, I pull out and fling my arm across the top of my head to stare up at the mirror.
“Don’t go to sleep Little Bird. We’ve got to talk.”
“I’m fucked Tabby will it wait till morning.”
“I know you’re fucked. I’m the one that fucking fucked you. And no it’ll not wait till morning.”
Chapter 26
Despite the teasing in Tabby’s voice, I can hear the underlying seriousness, and when he reaches over for his wallet, my heart stops. Tabby withdrew a piece of paper and passed it over to me. As soon as I see the small red haired boy, I know who he was. In the picture, the child couldn’t have been more than three or four.
“His name is Liam and he was four when he died.”
Several minutes pass as we both stare at the photograph. The day I gave birth to Kavan, Tabby had told me he had another son.
“How?”
“Brain cancer. When he was about two, he started complaining his head hurt. At first, we did all the usual stuff. We brought him to his pediatric doctor. Who at first couldn’t find anything wrong. As the months went on the headaches become worse. Eventually the pediatric doctor referred us to an Ophthalmologist who couldn’t find anything wrong either. When Liam began to lose weight, our concern turned to panic. Yet everyone insisted that there was nothing wrong with him. Then, one day, Helena, that’s Liam’s mother, took a photo and noticed a white spot on the photograph. We took this back to the doctor, however by then it was too late. For twelve months, Liam had intensive treatment and each day he died a little more. He was so strong and brave. The day he died I promised him I’d have no more children.”
At a lost, I was not sure what Tabby wanted from me and all I could offer him was my support. Gently I gave his hip a squeeze, letting him know I was here.
“Thanks for telling me Tabby.” However, there was a niggling prod in my brain.
“Tabby if you didn’t want more children why didn’t you have a vasectomy?”
“The doctor said I was in grief and that I should think about it. And then I just never went back.”
“And when I told you about Kavan. Why did you deny he was yours?”
“I was angry Rayven. The only time I never used a condom was with Helen. Then to realize I forgot to use one with you made me lash out.”
Just as I open my mouth, Tabby raises his hand and pushes my hair behind my ear.
“I was mad at myself Rayven, not you. And as you know I came round.”
Gently I hand the photograph back to Tabby.
“Tabby do you have any more pictures of Liam?”
“An album full. Why?”
“When we get home, we’ll put a couple on the wall. No more hiding him.”
I felt the tension in Tabby, almost as if he was going to reject the idea. “Okay. Rayven?”
“Erm.”
Now I am stroking Tabby’s ripped stomach, which leaves him quivering slightly.
“I’ve made an appointment with the pediatrician to have Kavan checked.”
To ease his pain and to let Tabby know I was fine with this I reach over and place a kiss on his lips.
“Good.”
“There’s something else.”
“What?”
“There shouldn’t be any more trouble from Black County.”
At this comment, I simply shrugged my shoulders. This is old news; Tabby and Devils Comfort were always saying this. Besides, I have another goal in mind. Tabby’s pain is still showing in his eyes and I want to ease it. Slowly I let my hand drift down to his exposed cock and cup the semi hard shaft. Unfortunately, Tabby has other ideas, as his hand grabs my arm.
“Rayven their club is destroyed. Their clubhouse has been burnt down. Most of their members are either dead or on the run. The few that are left want to live. They’ll not bother us. Especially as they have no business left.”
“And Kent. Can he come home?”
“When the dust has settled. He and Trax will come home.”
“Okay, that’ll make Momma happy.”
As I scatter more kisses on Tabby’s face, I straddle his body.
“I believed you were tired.”
“Not…. Any… more.”
The more kisses I lay on Tabby, the more relax he becomes. The tension, which was in his body as he told me about Liam, is fading to be replaced by a different tension. In between my legs, the semi-flaccid cock is beginning to stir, as it gently bobs against the top of my thigh. Rarely do I have the opportunity to touch Tabby in the way he is letting me tonight.
Easing away from Tabby I lean against his bent legs. Gently I smooth the cropped hair, and then I turn my attention to his nose and trace the aquiline contour. The bump in the middle a testament to the kind of life he lives. When I have finished with his nose, I trace the bow lips and slide my finger into his mouth, which Tabby begins to suck on, lathering his saliva round my digit with his tongue. Our gazes lock as we mock fuck and between my legs, my juices begin to gather again, as my arousal rises.
Slowly I pull my finger from his mouth. The low pop fills the room and I let my hands trail down his neck, to
slide
over Tabby’s bulging biceps. With a firm grip, I mold the taunt muscles, marveling in the strength. Next, I move down to his lower arms, following the veins until I reach his finger. Then I inspect each finger, linking mine with Tabby’s.
“Are you going to stare all night?”
“Yes.”
As I study Tabby’s body further, questions with have been bothering me are asked.
“How come you’ve got no tan lines?”
“Easy Little Bird I bathe in the nude. Next time you’ll have to join me.”
“What will the neighbors say?”
“They’ll wonder how I got so lucky to have a nymph in my garden.”
“Why don’t you have any tattoos? You don’t even have Devils Comforts insignia.”
“I’ve never been tempted. Devils Comfort is in my heart and I don’t have to wear it to prove that I belong to them.”
“So you’ll burn your skin, exposing to fuck knows what. Yet, you’ll not mark it. You Connor Gallagher are a strange one.”
“Shut your potty mouth up and put those lips to use.”
My, “I’d sooner use my hands.”
Is backed up with my hands moving to Tabby’s tense stomach, as I gasp at the muscles on his stomach and abs. This man is nearing forty and there was not an ounce or any sign of fat on him anywhere. Giddily, I lean forward and lather my tongue over his abs, enjoying the ripple of muscle against my flesh. Tabby’s harsh indrawn breath divulges he is not immune to my touch.
Encouraged by this sign, I cup his balls and squeeze them gently, before shuffling down to watch as his cock rose and the veins become heavy as the blood throbs through it. Pre-cum dribbles out of the tiny slit. The taunt skin an angry red, while the veins are a dirty purple.
“Is it painful?”
“What?
“When you get hard. Is it sore? It looks painful?”
“It's not. Now put your mouth on it, and ease the throbbing.”
“I thought you said it wasn’t sore?”
“Little Bird it’s not. Fuck Rayven I’m about to cum in your hand. Now get that mouth of yours on my dick.”
Gleefully I ignore Tabby’s order as I use both hands to cup his cock. I can feel the warmth of the blood through the pores of his flesh. The tip of my thumb flickers over the head, smothering the pre-cum into the bulging bulbous. As my fingers stroke the taunt flesh, Tabby pushes his hips forward, seeking for more.
“Grip my dick tight Little Bird and fucking pump it.”
With the tip of my finger and thumb, I lift Tabby’s cock, denying him what he wants.
“Little Bird.”
Again, I ignore Tabby as I tickle the undersides, loving the way his cock jerks at the touch. When I look up at Tabby, his head is flung back, yet his eyes are wide open.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to watch as you go down on me.”
Confused, I follow his gaze and look to the ceiling and at our reflections. Satisfied at what I see, I lower my mouth to take Tabby’s cock. The head rests on my lips, as I lick his pre-juice. Inch by inch I slide more of his cock into my mouth before pulling away. Only to start again, taking more in with each slide. When I have about of half Tabby’s cock in my mouth, I bite down and tease my teeth over the hard ridges.
“Fuck Little Bird.” Tabby is now thrusting his hands into my hair and is forcing more of his cock into my mouth. Which I take, until it is hitting the back of my throat.
“Little Bird.” Unable to answer due to having Tabby’s cock in my mouth I stare up at him.
“In your pussy. I want to cum in your pussy.”
This time I do not deny him as I straddle Tabby, taking hold of his cock and slowly guiding it into my pussy until he has me filled with hard cock. For a moment I do not move, as I become accustomed to the feel of his cock stretching my pussy. The muscles in my stomach have begun to quiver as my own body begins to build up to its orgasm. Still holding on to his cock I lift my body up before sliding downward, taking Tabby’s cock in farther. Each lift and slide soon becomes faster as I take Tabby in further. His cock is beginning to bounce off my cervix and my nerves are stretched.
Tabby’s hands grab hold of my hips as he takes over the rhythm of our bodies.
“Fuck Tabby. Harder.”
“Touch yourself Little Bird. Pull on your clit and cum all over my dick.”
Releasing my hold of Tabby’s cock I do as he asks and tug on my clit hard just as Tabby’s cock finds my G-spot and then I fly. My body shudders all over Tabby’s cock, as I feel his cum fill me, whilst his groan fills the room.
“Fuck Little Bird.”
Draping my exhausted body over Tabby I lay my head on his chest and listen as his heart beats erratically.
“I love you Tabby.”
This is the first time I have ever told him this. I believe Tabby loves me back. But for now I am happy to take each day as it comes.
Chapter 27
“Teach me to ride.”
“What?”
“Come on Tabby, you’re always tinkering with the bike. Well teach me to ride it.”
“Tinkering.”
I always knew Rayven was strange, but she has just gone a step too far. “Little Bird I’m not tinkering, I’m maintaining her.”
“Never mind that. Teach me to ride her.”
Exasperated at the woman, I fall back onto my heels as I look up at Little Bird. Who in such a short time has caused me grief one way or another. Now she wants me to teach her to ride my FatBoy. That just is not going to happen.
Since our return from Gonzolas Rayven has become more relaxed. Her dance studio is up and running. She may not be busy, with only having several small classes, however, I have faith in her, and it will not be long before she has it up and running successfully. Last night I informed her she could have her monthly male dance night for a trial period of six months. However if there were any cock-ups or unruly behavior I was closing her down. My reward had been well worth the constant nagging.