Orphan 1600s Ch. 01

Satisfied with her cleansing of Guy, Fox began to wet her skin with the fur cloth.

Seeing an opportunity to satisfy his curiosity, he took the cloth away, and said, "My turn."

Fox looked confused at first, but when he began to copy the administerial treatment on her body, she grinned and waited tolerantly. Guy placed the fur cloth over his shoulder, preferring to use his bare hands. From the vessel tied to her wrist, she periodically poured soap onto his open palm. Guy watched intently while scrubbing, making note when her expressions changed while he washed and explored. More time was spent on her breasts, using motions that made her close her eyes and sigh. When Fox felt sufficiently clean, she pulled away to dive and rinse her body. Resurfacing, she undid her long braids of black hair and instructed him by motions how to wash it. He spent a few minutes massaging her scalp, letting the thick strands slip through his finger. When the hair was fully cleansed, she dove again to rinse.

Guy led her to the shallows where he could kneel and keep his wound above water. The opportunity for him to become familiar with the female anatomy may never happen again. The fact that Fox seemed pleased by his interest only made his desire grow, along with his cock. Sexual arousal had never influenced his body like this before. When Fox looked at his naked body with obvious pleasure his urges were hard to control. Her groin was at eye level. With the wet, black triangle matted to her skin, the cleft, barely visible before, was fully revealed. Guy soaped his palm and lightly scrubbed between her legs. Fox groaned, placed her hands on his head for balance, and spread her legs wider. Encouraged, he applied more pressure and his fingers slipped between the crease. Her hips bucked toward his face and he felt a new wetness from within her. Realizing this was the center of her past satisfying spasms, he continued to rub up and down. Her slipperiness increased and her hips began to push against his fingers. Fox reached down and forced two of his fingers inside her body.

Remembering the couple in the lodge, he thought, 'This must be where a man's cock would enter.'

Fox directed his hand motions, teaching him how to use his thumb outside and his fingers inside. She placed his free hand on her breast, where he fondled, squeezed, and pinched while watching her reactions. Then suddenly she began to lose control once again. Her hips thrusted forward. He felt her insides spasm on his fingers. She screamed as if she were in pain, which scared Guy. When he tried to withdraw his hand, she clamped it between her thighs and placed both hands on his to stop withdrawal. When her convulsions stopped, Fox released his hand and knelt, supporting herself with her hands on his shoulders. After a brief recovery time of deep cleansing breathes, she met his gaze, smiled, and whispered something in her language that sounded like the experience been surprising. Her lips moved forward to touch his, while her fingers caressed his skyward pointing erection. Her caresses, and the exhilaration from his explorations, quickly proved overwhelming. Guy's second orgasm erupted, pulsing his seed onto her chest and stomach. Her mouth muffled Guy's groans. As he began to shrink in her grasp, Fox laughed and jumped backwards into the water. She floated away on her back, gently moving her arms to propel her into deeper water.

Now that her distracting beauty was out of reach, Guy felt the heat of the sun on his white skin and decided to seek the shade of a tree. After donning his deer hide tunic, he sat on a tree root, leaned against the trunk, and watched Fox frolic in the mirrored sky. He'd never felt this happy or content before. The healing ceremony definitely worked. But the physical activity tired him out. His lids became heavy, and soon Guy was fast asleep.