Odyssey of Hannah & Laena Ch. 05

Sensing that there was nothing I could do, I pulled away from our sloppy kiss. I couldn't lose if we stopped playing. Lewis seemed disappointed by the cessation of our kisses. But he would be getting some more in a bit.

"Hannah was right," I panted. "You're a really good kisser."

"Thanks," Lewis replied, giving me a little smirk.

Clutching his junk harder, I got a better feel of him. Lewis groaned. The way he throbbed in my hand was making my pussy even wetter. But not wanting to waste any more time, I stood up and looked down at him. Grabbing the hem of my dress, I pulled it over my head and revealed my luscious near-naked body to him. I smiled with pride seeing his eyes dilate and his mouth water.

"Like what you see, Lewis?" I asked. He eagerly nodded his head like an excited dog.

Using my hands, I seductively ran them from my hips and up my body. At the same time, I sexily swayed my hips from side to side. It was like I was performing a mating dance for Lewis. And it was working. Lewis was caught in a trance, watching me ever so closely. I relished the control I had over him. The way we kept trading control back and forth was really juicing me up.

Lewis's breathing deepened as he stalked me intently. Then, as if something in him had snapped, he lunged forward and wrapped his firm arms around my hips, violently pulling me closer to him.

"Lew-, he-, hey! What are yo-," I uttered, at being yanked forward so suddenly.

With his head now against my stomach, Lewis began kissing and licking my stomach. "What are yo-, oh, oohhhh," I moaned. Lewis kissed and licked me with a mix of ferocity and care.

Feeling his tongue run along the sensitive skin of my belly sent jolts of pleasure through my body. "Lew-, Lewis. Slo-, slow down, you dirty boy," I purred. I was losing my mind at how good this felt. I had never done this before with Hannah, so discovering this new kind of stimulation was very exciting and arousing. "I have to try this out with Hannah," I thought.

My body jolted and I squealed, feeling his warm, wet organ circling into my belly button, like a shark closing in on a defenseless swimmer. As his tongue wiggled its way deeper into my cute little crevice, a pang of ticklish pleasure pierced my very being. My head shot up and my eyes clenched shut. I wanted to laugh, but I moaned with delight instead from the immense pleasure I was feeling.

As Lewis continued pillaging my belly, I clasped my hands around his head to try to ease his assault on me. Ironically, I was just pulling his head closer into me. Leaving trails of sensual kisses, Lewis's mouth and tongue delved lower and lower, venturing ever closer to my crotch.

"Mmhhhmmm," I hummed, lost in a haze of arousal. I had been so focused on Lewis's playful stimulation of my belly, that I was only now realizing that my dripping wet pussy had already drenched my thong.

Lewis was now hovering his face just above my pussy. The only thing between him and my wet slit was a thin piece of pesky fabric. Feeling his hot breath wafting over my pussy sent a buzz through my body. I was supposed to be giving him head! Not the other way around.

Now my thong was getting pulled down. But strangely, his hands were still tightly gripping my hips. How could he be pulling my thong down? Opening my eyes, I looked down past my saliva-covered tummy and saw Lewis using his mouth to remove my last shred of salacious clothing.

"Lewis, you dirty boy!" I hollered. He looked up and smiled with my thong still between his teeth. As much as I wanted to let him go further, I couldn't. Not yet.

Pushing his head away from my crotch, I said, "Not yet. Let's go somewhere more comfortable." I needed to regain some control over this naughty situation. I had almost lost it.

I was expecting him to release his python grip from my waist. But I felt my body suddenly suspended in the air as Lewis threw me over his shoulder. "Hey! I can walk perfectly fine!" I protested, hitting his sturdy back with my fists and kicking my legs like a pouty child. My slides were flung through the air as I swung my legs. But he ignored my pleas, carrying me with casual nonchalance into his bedroom.

I was shocked at how effortlessly I was being manhandled. The stark difference between a man and a woman had never been made more apparent. The ease with which he could just pick me up and sling me around hit me as hard as running my face into the reality of a brick wall. "How the hell could I control someone as strong as this!" I thought. But another part of me wanted to give up control. It was like a switch being flipped in my brain. A primal part of my brain was telling me to submit to him, as if I was his mate.

Giving up my struggle, I relaxed my body and let myself limply dangle over his broad shoulder. I felt somewhat humiliated. But strangely, I kinda enjoyed it.

Kicking the door shut behind him, Lewis carried me towards his bed. "Lewis, can you let me go now?" I pouted.

As if he was only now snapping out of a fog ruled by his primal instincts, Lewis responded, "Wha-, oh! Sorry Laena. Here, let me." With that same casual strength, he gently lifted my body off of his shoulder.

Lewis stood me back up on the balls of my feet: we stood there awkwardly for a moment, neither of us knowing exactly what to say about what had just transpired. "What was that all about?" I softly asked, feeling flushed, but desperately wanting to break our silence.

"Yeah, I don't know what came over me. I just really wanted to get you into my room..." Lewis uttered, apologetically.

"Well, I'm not a girl that you can just ragdoll around, Lewis," I explained. Lewis looked even more guilty hearing me say that. I felt kinda bad. Was I killing the mood?

"Sorry, I didn't know that you wouldn't like that," Lewis said, rubbing the back of his neck. I raised my eyebrow. Although being picked up and carried around was very new to me, it had made my heart race with excitement. I couldn't explain why.

Seeing Lewis starting to sulk, I pulled his head down and whispered into his ear, "Lewis, you dirty boy. I never said I didn't like it." Lewis jerked his head back and his eyes widened.

"Mmmhhmmm," I hummed seductively. "Now, what did I say about being in your underwear when I got here?"

This reminder prompted Lewis to immediately strip out of his clothing. Before I knew it he was down to just his underwear. I couldn't help it, my eyes locked onto the outline of his cock straining against the fabric. At the sight, my mouth subconsciously watered. Taking a step back and sitting down on the edge of his bed, I curled my finger, seductively motioning for Lewis to come to me.

Lewis stepped forward until his crotch was mere inches from the front of my face. My body tingled with excitement and arousal. The object that Hannah and I had spent all this time fantasizing about now loomed before me, ominous and yet inviting. And still obscured by this annoying piece of clothing. I latched onto the waistband of his underwear. "This is it, Laena. You're gonna see your neighbor's cock," I thought.

Biting my lip, I looked up at Lewis and locked eyes with him. His mouth was parted, his breathing was heavy. All his attention was on me, and me alone. My face blushed under his intent regard.

"You ready to show me your cock in the flesh?" I asked. Lewis nodded his approval.

Given the green light, I swiveled my gaze back to his crotch and eagerly pulled his underwear down. His warm throbbing phallus slopped out onto my face. My brain froze, trying to process what had just happened.

I had to cross my eyes to fully comprehend the heft of the piece of meat that had just toppled against my face. I felt like a logger in the woods on the wrong side of a falling timber. My eyes widened. "O- ohh my god, Lewis!" I gasped. I wrapped my slender fingers around the base of his cock to push it away just far enough to allow a closer inspection. I maneuvered my head to view it from all the best possible angles. Yeah, I had seen the dick pics he sent me but, holy jesus, his cock was magnificent. It was everything Hannah had described and more: seeing it in person was way different from seeing it on the tiny screen of my phone! Its length, girth, and veiny details made my loins squeeze tightly together.

"You like it?" Lewis proudly asked.

Looking back up at him, I nodded, "Ye- yes, I do! Looks like he's happy to see me!" Lewis smirked hearing my praises. He must be on cloud nine. Now he'd had both of his hot lesbian neighbors drooling over his cock. This must be a dream come true for any straight guy. It was like Lewis had just struck it rich in the erotic fantasy lottery.

As badly as I wanted to swallow his cock with my wet mouth, I was still a little apprehensive. I decided to tease him a bit instead by just easing myself onto it. I positioned his cock near my mouth and blew air lightly across the head of his cock. Lewis's body twitched as I gently stimulated him. He throbbed intensely, wanting more as I continued to tease him with grazing puffs of my breath. He wanted my mouth on his cock. I was so close, yet so far away.

"Laena, could you?" he begged. I smiled evilly hearing him asking for more.

"Hmmm, not quite yet, Lewis. Be a good boy and wait," I replied, blowing air onto his cock a little harder. Rivulets of moisture were visibly leaking out of the slit of his cock. "Is that his precum?" I wondered.

My teasing forgotten, I studied the fluid dribbling from his cock. I was curious about what it would taste like. My mind raced, wondering, "Will I even like it?" I'd never tasted a man's bodily fluids before. Then I noticed his cock was emitting a scent. It was strong and musky. At first I wasn't sure how I felt about it, but the more I smelled his cock, the more interested and intrigued I grew. I found myself moving closer to his cock and inhaling deeper drafts of his manly scent. My pussy began to ache: the more I smelled him the wetter my pussy was getting. It was like his pheromones were activating the glands that were pumping out my pussy juice.

With my curiosity peaking, I stretched my tongue out toward the tip of his cock. As my tongue-tip first connected with his cock, I could begin to sample the taste of the precum dribbling from his slit. As my wet tongue finally touched his love stick, Lewis's cock twitched again. His precum tasted a bit salty and bitter. But I could also detect the tinge of sweetness Hannah had described. That hint of sweetness was so alluring! Wanting to get a better sense for his taste, I lapped the tip of his cock even more. Lewis groaned out loud as he felt me step up my collection efforts.

The more I suckled his cock head, the more engrossed in his taste I became. "So this is what Hannah's been raving about," I thought. I looked back up at Lewis and we locked eyes once again. He looked in awe seeing the head of his cock resting on top of my tongue.

"You ready to get your reward, Lewis?" I asked in a low sexy voice.

"Yeah," Lewis responded immediately, as if he'd been waiting for me to envelope his cock with my wet mouth. Which he had been.

But wanting to get in one last kick, I teased, "What was that, Lewis? What do you want me to do?"

Lewis groaned in frustration, "I want you to suck my dick!" I flinched a little hearing Lewis raise his voice.

"Don't use that tone with me, you naughty boy," I admonished him sternly. "Ask me again. Nicely this time, or you won't get your reward." Lewis gritted his teeth in aggravation. He was getting fed up with all my teasing. I felt so empowered having this much control. I knew that I could never out-muscle Lewis. But all it took to turn a man weak was the touch of a woman's tongue.

"Please, Laena. Can I please get my reward now?" he pleaded. I felt a spark of satisfaction hearing him beg for what I fully intended to give him.

"Good boy," I replied, before finally wrapping my supple lips around the head of his cock. I couldn't believe that my mouth was finally on his cock. It felt so surreal. Like a dream that I never thought would come true.

My nervousness was seared away by my burning arousal. Delving deeper down his cock, my tongue slid out to explore the underside of his veiny shaft. The taste of his masculinity got stronger, better. It was strangely intoxicating. As I went deeper, I lathered his cock with a mix of my saliva and his precum. All his pheromones were clouding my mind in a haze of lust. In this heightened state of arousal, I began to take note of all his veiny details against my tongue: my pussy ached as it oozed out even more of my sweetness.

"What is happening to me?" I asked myself. Whenever I was with Hannah, I got really horny and aroused. But this. This was different. I was reaching new levels of horniness that I never knew existed. It could have been his male pheromones eliciting a natural reaction from my female body. Or the fact that I had my neighbor's cock in my mouth and how exciting, wrong, and taboo that was. But it could be a mix of both! Now an itch was emerging from deep inside my pussy...

I closed my eyes and bobbed my head slowly, familiarizing my mouth with his throbbing pole. As I eased him deeper into my mouth, his girth stretched my jaw. Every time I went down, I went a little deeper, taking more into my mouth.

"Ah, yes, Laena," Lewis groaned. I was delighted to hear that I was doing something right. But I was going slowly and methodically. Taking my time. After studying Hannah's video of her sucking Lewis off, I was concerned that she might still win our bet.

As I became increasingly comfortable with Lewis's massive cock in my mouth, I increased my efforts. I took everything I had learned from practicing with our dildo and applied it to Lewis's cock. Tugging on his hips with my hands, I welcomed his formidable length even deeper into my mouth. Saliva and precum began to drool onto my lap as I bobbed up and down his shaft.

As I was sucking Lewis off, I kept thinking about how I was doing compared to Hannah. I was more focused on my performance than I was on pleasuring Lewis. It became harder to breathe in any kind of rhythm as my sensual movements devolved into erratic, aimless bobbing. Lewis's groans of pleasure lessened, then faded away. Panicked, I sucked him more desperately, but less effectively. I was failing horribly at giving Lewis his reward. Tears sprang from the corners of my eyes and ran down my face. Only moments ago, I had been excited, triumphant; but now I felt humiliated.

Lewis held my head with his hands, preventing me from diving any deeper onto his shaft. I looked up at him with teary eyes. I felt so embarrassed. I just wanted to run out of his apartment and cry myself to sleep.

"Laena, Laena, relax," Lewis said softly. Withdrawing my mouth from his cock, I lay on his bed alongside him and buried my face in my arms. I was trying to hide my emotions from him. My virtually zero experience with men had been revealed at the worst time.

"Wha- what do you mean, I fi- fine," I struggled to say, trying to hold back my tears. "God, what is happening to me?" It felt like the world was falling apart around me. I couldn't let Lewis see how distressed I was.

"Laena, don't cry. It's okay," Lewis tried to comfort me. Him urging me not to cry only prompted more tears to spurt down my face. I was practically bawling right now. I needed Hannah, I needed to be held.

"I-, I'm sorry, I was just trying to ma- make you feel good..." I uttered, choking on my words a bit.

Sitting down next to me, Lewis gently tried to lift my arms off my face. But I locked my arms in place so he couldn't move them. "Come on, Laena, let me see you," he softly asked.

I remained silent and continued to cry softly. "We don't have to do this right now. We could do something else." What was he implying?

Peeking a little bit past my arms, I asked, "And what would that be?" I sniffled.

"I can see that you're upset. D- do you just want to cuddle?" he asked, apprehensively. His response was kinda unexpected, but cuddling definitely sounded pretty good right now.

Slowly opening up my arms, I revealed my tear-streaked face and red weepy eyes to Lewis. "Ye-, yeah. Th- that would be nice," I sniffled again. Lewis gave me a warm comforting smile and slid himself up the bed. Slipping himself under his blanket, he lifted it up and ushered me to get in with him. I sniveled and smiled at his generous offer and slowly crawled in alongside him.

I snuggled myself in, but still felt kinda awkward in such close intimacy with Lewis. I didn't know how to cuddle in with him. Usually, when I was with Hannah, we would cutely hold each other close. But Lewis was a guy; I didn't know how I was supposed to cutely cuddle with a guy!

Noticing my discomfort, Lewis said, "Come here." My body jolted as his muscular arm swiftly swept beneath me and drew me into his chest. I was reminded of his immense strength. My head rested on his solid chest. I began to relax, absorbing the warmth of his presence. My body began to flutter inside in time with his thumping heartbeat. I was feeling so vulnerable, I was glad he was being so caring.

"You okay, Laena?" Lewis asked, caressing my shoulder with his hand. I nodded my head.

Lewis shifted his hand from my shoulder up to my head. He carefully stroked my short brown hair. Feeling his digits run along my scalp felt so nice. My body melted into his. His warmth, touch, and presence were starting to make me sleepy. I could drift away right now and be perfectly fine with it. "Mmmhhmmm," I purred into his chest.

My serenity was abruptly cut short, feeling Lewis remove his hand from my head and back to my shoulder. I felt irritated and disappointed that he wasn't petting me anymore. "Hey!" I hissed. "I didn't tell you to stop. Keep doing that." Lewis quickly resumed his previous duties; my purrs of comfort vibrated forth again.

In my state of distress, I felt strangely needy. Which was odd for me. I wasn't usually like this. Lewis was conjuring up emotions I hadn't even known were inside of me.

Lying there with Lewis in his bed, a better set of feelings surfaced, pushing aside the welter of things I had allowed to overcome me. I felt safe, secure, and comfortable. It felt a little weird lying so intimately with someone other than my lover. But I was growing ever more accustomed to the wrongness of what I was doing. Hannah and I had crossed that line miles ago. The craziness of what we were doing with Lewis didn't seem all that out of place in our depraved and horny lives. Sinking ever deeper into our cuddle, I draped my leg over Lewis's and snugged myself hard into him.

After about half an hour of blissful cuddling, our peaceful embrace was interrupted by a sudden poking on my leg. Opening my eyes I wondered what it could be. Then, it poked me again. "What the..." I murmured. Moving my leg around to get a better feel, I realized that it was Lewis's cock pressing against me. "Is Lewis getting hard again just from cuddling with me?" Well, that was a rhetorical question. Of course a guy would get hard having a virtually naked girl lying all over him. I was surprised that he was only now getting erect.

I tilted my head up to look at him, "Horny are we?" I giggled. I had regained most of my composure since my little breakdown.

""Uh, yeah. Sorry, I'm trying my best to keep it down. But it's kinda hard because you know..." Lewis explained. "You know, what?" I thought. I wanted to tease him again, but considering all he had done for me so far, I would spare him the trouble. For now.

"Mmhhmm, I do know. You like having this almost naked girl lying all wrapped up with you?" I purred.

"Yup. And especially if it's you," he nodded. My heart melted hearing him sweet-talk me. "Oh, and Hannah too." I raised my eyebrow. I felt a speck of jealousy spark inside me. But remembering that Hannah was my girlfriend and that this little fantasy was our mutual indulgence, I was happy that he had included her. That was a good signal knowing he only had eyes for the two of us. And as long as it was just the two of us, I felt reassured that he wouldn't run off with some other chicks.