Taken By The Wind Ch. 15

As he gazed down at her Karen watched his eyes roam over her body. Both took advantage of the daylight to take stock in a way they had been unable to the previous night. This was the first time either had seen the other fully naked in daylight. Rob watched Karen's chest rise and fall, and her mouth open as her laboured breaths left her. If he turned his eyes to one side or the other he could see her feet pointed, but her toes still straight. He wondered if they would curl when she climaxed.

Karen's hands pressed against Rob's muscular thighs as he used the power of his core and buttocks to drive his shaft into her. She appreciated being able to see his eyes on her and seeing such hunger in them. When she was starting to get close Rob guided her feet to his chest, and they pressed flat against his pectorals as his hands gripped the backs of her thighs. Karen's entrance grew narrower in this position, and the friction was greater for both of them.

Rob tensed his pelvic floor muscles, which caused his shaft to bend upward and push more directly against her G-spot as he penetrated her. He pushed forward, increasing the pressure against that spot even more as her hips tilted backward. Karen's finger nails dug into his thighs, and he watched her eyes grow wide as her orgasm neared. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and her head tilted back suddenly. A series of euphoric cries bellowed out from her before she came.

Karen's legs tensed and tried to push him off of her even as her arms were pulling him close desperately. He pressed down more firmly against her thighs, and remained buried to the hilt inside of her as her orgasm crashed over her. Karen's toes did indeed curl as she came. They scrunched up against his pectoral muscles, and her toenails pressed into the firm flesh. Karen looked surprised, as though she had not thought he would be able to do it until he had.

Rob opened her legs back up as she started to come down from her orgasm, and leaned forward over her.

"You're so beautiful when you do that," he told her.

Karen laughed breathlessly. "Good, because I think I'm going to be doing it a lot and I'd hate to look like a dork."

"Wouldn't be the first time," he said.

Karen swatted his arm playfully. "Hey! Be nice, it's my birthday. You have to be nice to me."

"I made you breakfast in bed and just gave you an orgasm, how much nicer can I be?" he asked.

"By doing it again," she replied.

"What? You want more bacon?" he asked.

Karen rolled her eyes. "No smartass, I want to cum again."

It was exhilarating to speak to candidly with him. It had never been this way with Adam. Her pleasure had always been a secondary objective, a happy consequence or perhaps a gift to be granted. With Rob it was a primary objective in the entire enterprise of sex. He was a cooperative lover. Karen felt incredibly happy, and safe, and satisfied in all the ways Courtney had always wished she would. She had tried to bring the change about herself, and had laid the groundwork for it, but Rob had put on the capstone.

"Hmm," Rob said. "What would you say to being turned over?" he asked.

He was making it playful but was genuinely asking. He had no idea what she might be comfortable with and what she might not be. By keeping it fun he hoped to keep her mind as far away from the events that had transpired over ten months previously.

"I'd say hell yes," Karen replied enthusiastically.

Rob laughed at her eagerness, and flipped her over with casual ease. Karen's bum rose up as he slid a pillow under her hips. Rob spent a few moments to just admire the posterior beneath him. Courtney often told him he got 'distracted in the touching', by which she meant he would find a way in which he could manipulate a muscle or a body part with his hands and do it over and over as if hypnotized. She would moan exaggeratedly to snap him out of it, once she had had enough of having a certain body part admired protractedly.

Karen buttocks moved wonderfully beneath his palms, and snapped back into place tightly when he released the pressure he applied to them. Her back was sweaty from lying face up and the stifling heat around them, and a line of perspiration ran down along her spine to the top of her gluteal cleft. Karen hummed as he massaged her buttocks, and the oration urged him to settle in between her parted legs and penetrate her from behind.

Karen groaned as he did so, and he began to move behind her. His hips rebounded off the springy flesh of her ass, and her hips sank into the pillow beneath her in a most satisfying way. His cock's depth of penetration was greater in this position, and he nudged against her cervix at the bottom of every thrust. Karen 'umphed' when the nudge became a knock, and Rob adjusted his position so he did not slide quite so far inside. This change had the happy effect of more directly stimulating her G-spot, which soon had her moaning again.

Rob gripped her hip and started getting a little rough with her. He could not believe how well she was doing. He began to take her like he would Courtney, and her body was soon shaking as another orgasm crashed over her. Karen's ass rose up and she ground against him as she came explosively around his turgid member. Rob's cock was bathed in the nectar of her sex, and her velvet walls caressed his length of his throbbing protuberance.

Rob lowered himself above her and kissed her along the shoulder until he reached the spot he had discovered she liked. She cooed happily, and Rob thoughtlessly ran his hands up the backs of her arms. He gripped her hands and pressed them down against the mattress as he began to take her hard once again. It was one of Courtney's favorite ways to be fucked. She loved to relinquish all control over to him and have him dominate her. Rob held onto Karen's wrists and forced her hands firmly against the mattress.

When she began to shake he though she was climaxing once more and so continued to work his hips in and out of her until she screamed in a way that was in no way pleasurable. Rob recoiled, withdrawing from her and releasing her hands. Karen shook and her eyes were wide and sightless in terror as she gazed at something or someone that was not there. She was having a flashback.

Rob's heart sank and he fell to his knees by the side of the bed. He was eye level to her and looking straight into her face but she did not seem to see him.

"Karen," he said as calmly as he could though hating himself for being so stupid, "it's me. It's Rob. You're safe... Please. It's okay Karen. Karen..."

Rob continued to speak soothingly to her and dared not touch her. Eventually her eyes became focused and she recognized him at last. She reached forward and pulled him to her. Rob got back into bed with her and she hugged him close as she fought to calm herself using all the methods she had learned in therapy. It took a while, but eventually she was calm once more.

"I'm so sorry," Rob said.

Karen smiled at him sadly. "I guess I got a bit ahead of myself," she said.

"No," Rob replied. "It was my fault. I shouldn't have grabbed you like that."

"I was into it at first," Karen said. "But then I just..." she trailed off.

"It's not your fault," Rob told her.

"I know," she said, "I just thought that after last night I was... better. Like suddenly everything was just good. I felt like I was normal again."

Rob hugged her tight, preparing for more tears, but she did not cry.

"You're not normal," Rob said. "You're better than normal. You're extraordinary Karen. You're strong, you're brave, and you amazingly beautiful. Stop trying to be normal and just be you."

"But how can I be me if I can't have sex without freaking out?" she asked.

"Well," Rob said. "You were having sex. Right before. What changed? I grabbed you, so we know that's a no go. That's fine, plenty of girls don't like to be held down."

"It wasn't being held down," Karen said. "It was the combination of being held down and not being able to see you. I think if I had been looking at you I would have been fine."

"So eye contact," Rob said. "That's totally manageable. You don't have to give up on sex because you like to look at who you're doing it with. You've got a pretty face, I'm sure guys won't mind looking at it."

Karen smiled demurely and looked away; she still had trouble taking compliments. Rob held her for a long time, and after a while Karen's fear had dissipated entirely. She was calm once more, relaxed and happy to be held like this. He made her feel so completely safe that soon it was hard for her to remember that she had ever been scared.

Rob kissed her forehead. "Why don't we go relax by the beach?" he asked. "It's sweltering in here."

"What about you?" Karen asked.

"What about me?" Rob replied.

"You haven't gotten off yet," she said.

"I'll be okay," he replied.

Karen shook her head. "Nope," she said pushing him over onto his back and crawling over him, "you've got to get off before we go anywhere."

Rob could see this was important to her and realized that it was pride that was motivating her.

"Hmm..." he intoned playfully. "Then what are we going to do?"

Karen smiled. "I've got a few ideas," she said.

Karen kissed his collar bone, and ran her hands along his torso. She felt the definition of his abdomen and slid further down his body as her mouth pressed against his chest. She felt that this was something she could do. It was her acting on him, and not the other way around. As Rob had done to her the previous night, Karen explored every square inch of his torso with her mouth and tongue. She took in his scent, strong now after the exertion of their love making, and tasted the salt of his sweat beneath her tongue.

Rob sighed as her moist lips left cool pools of saliva glistening along his flesh. His erection was quickly restored and pressed up against her stomach as she ventured down his body. Karen's lips reached his hips and she kissed down along his thigh as she settled down on her stomach between his parted legs. Her hands slid down along his flank and then turned inward. One went to his shaft and the other between his legs to cup his balls.

Karen rested her head on his thigh and he watched her sparkling green eyes as she gazed at the manhood looming over her. She stroked him with one hand while she squeezed his testicles. Her touch had a similar quality to that she had used on his torso. It was exploratory and appraising. Karen applied pressure to the underside of his shaft with her thumb, and gauged his reaction. She watched a bead of pre-cum ooze from the slit and run down the side of his smooth shaft.

Karen's hand caressed his cock while her other hand rolled his balls along her fingers. Rob watched her, and she watched his turgid member as the veins along its shaft became more pronounced. Her face drew nearer and her mouth opened as she drew one of his testicles inside. Karen sucked on it gently as she continued to stroke his shaft. Her tongue spread saliva along it and left it gleaming before she pulled away.

Karen's mouth drew in his other testicle as she pulled back his foreskin and ran the pad of her thumb softly against the newly exposed glans. Rob hissed in pleasure and could see Karen's eyes crinkle at the corners as she smiled up at him. Her thumb rubbed against his frenulum, flitting back and forth across it, and spread the glinting tear of pre-cum that his cockhead wept along the first few inches of his shaft.

Karen's tongue slid up from the base and her thumb came away from his cockhead as she drew it into her mouth. Her tongue swept around the bulbous helm and cradled the underside as she sucked him into her mouth. Karen bobbed up and down his length, gradually drawing him further into her mouth, and hitting her stride as she found how much she could take inside. Her fist ran along the remainder of his length, and Rob lay back for one of the longest, wettest blowjobs of his life.

It was surreal to have it be Karen's face between his legs. For so long he had associated Courtney with all things sexual, and having another in the place she usually filled was odd for him. He was quickly adjusting, but he knew that it would be a while before he had completely grown to accept the change. The process was made easier by the pure talent Karen was displaying in the art of fellatio.

Karen played with his cock like it was her new toy, which in a way it was. She sucked, licked, and kissed every square inch of his shaft while her fist steadily moved up and down its length. Karen's other hand massaged his balls, and one finger even ventured downward to press against his perineum. Rob groaned and breathed hotly as she brought him to the brink again and again. Just as he was going to release she would stop all stimulation and squeeze down tight around the base of his shaft. The veins would bulge along it, and a flow of pre-cum would be expelled heralding an ejaculation that did not come.

Rob was in heaven. Insects buzzed loudly outside in the summer heat, and a faint breeze came in through the screen door leading into the main room of the cottage. It was funnelled into the bedroom and provided them with some relief as Karen reacquainted herself to the art of fellatio. Rob wondered who had taught who, Karen or Courtney? His inclination was to think Courtney, but Karen was equally as skilled while retaining her own style.

The next time she brought him to the edge she did not hold him back. Instead she hurled him over it by pumping her fist rapidly along his length. Rob groaned deeply and his hands gripped the bed sheets tight as his began to spew hot semen into Karen's eagerly awaiting mouth. The powerful jets fired into her mouth, and she continued to pump his shaft in long, milking strokes that encouraged even more of his seed to erupt from deep inside his balls. Only when he had been completely drained did Karen let his softened, spent member slide from between her glistening and smiling lips.

"Now," she said. "What was that you were saying about the beach?"

***

Karen basked in the sun naked, and savored the way the sun warmed her oiled body. Rob was somewhere behind her. She could hear him muttering and cursing as he worked on some project he had assigned himself. The sound of a hammer impacting something metal sounded off, and broke the silence of Karen's peaceful sunbath. She rose, and turned to see what Rob was up to. It turned out he was erecting a hammock and bug tent between two trees.

Karen slipped back into her bikini and slid her feet into her flip flops before going to Rob to see if he needed a hand. He was testing the hold of the spike he had just driven into the tree.

"Need help?" she asked.

"Nope," Rob replied, "I've got it. Why don't you go get the cooler?"

Karen nodded and returned to the beach. The cooler was heavy and she struggled a bit but she managed to get it into the bug tent just as Rob had finished the final knot securing the wide hammock.

"Grab a drink and get on in," Rob said as he wiped his sweaty brow with the back of his hand.

Karen did as he said while he went to clean up. She swung lazily in the hammock, enjoying the relief the shade provided. Rob returned and fished a drink from the cooler himself. He climbed into the hammock behind Karen, and the two settled into a comfortable spooning position.

"You're really warm," Rob commented.

"I've been enjoying the sun," Karen said. "Don't you ever just lie around and do nothing?"

"I'm lying around doing nothing right now," he replied.

"No," she said. "You're still trying to make me feel better about what happened earlier."

Karen had hoped that after the blowjob he would have calmed down about what had happened. For her it was something to be expected but to him he had failed her, or worse he had hurt her. Her entire afternoon had been spent trying to reassure him that she was in fact still okay with what they were doing, and that no she did not want to ease up.

Rob was quiet. "I just feel like I should have been smarter."

Karen rolled over to face him. "Rob," she said in a serious voice, "we were engaged in a passionate act. You can't act smart when you're impassioned, that's like the entire meaning of the word. You don't think you just do what feels right. It's not rational or thoughtful. I'm happy you became impassioned with me; it tells me that you aren't just doing this because Courtney asked you to."

"You thought that?" Rob asked.

"Rob you gave me a big speech about how you doing what Courtney asked you to do was going to tear your relationship apart and basically ruin everything good in your life. Then, after I point out to you that not doing it would do the same thing, you miraculously changed your mind," she said.

"That wasn't what changed my mind Karen," he said. "Jesus Christ, I'm not that easily manipulated."

"Then what changed your mind?" Karen asked challengingly.

Rob's jaw tensed as he hesitated.

"What changed your mind Rob?" Karen asked.

"I didn't want to hurt you," he said.

Karen pulled back. "So this is all about sympathy?"

"No," Rob said hurriedly. "I... I care about you Karen. I guess..." he took a breath and Karen could see he was trying to collect his thoughts. "Alright," he said. "You know about my Dad?" he asked.

Karen frowned. "You mean about what he was like with you and Jane?"

"Right, about how he hit the two of us?" Rob said making it a question.

Karen nodded.

"Well, I left Jane in that situation longer than I should have because I was scared. I was scared of losing the stability my parents guaranteed even if my father was abusive. There was never any worry about money, or a place to stay, and in a lot of ways my parents did give us a lot of things that were very good. I thought the two of us should just put up with it until we were both set up to live without any support from them," he explained.

"I'm not sure what you're trying to say," Karen said.

"Alright," he said. "I let Jane, someone I love, stay in a situation where she was getting hurt because I was scared of circumstances changing. I thought I had the right plan, but clearly didn't. I thought I could scare my father into leaving her alone. The problem is I wasn't able to be there all the time and she still wound up getting hurt."

"So you're saying you didn't want me to keep hurting?"

Rob nodded, but realized that was not the full reason and decided he needed to tell her as much as he was able to.

"I don't know everything Karen," Rob said. "That's what I realized. I fuck up too, and if Courtney's so positive that this will work then I'm going to try it. I'm doing it because I won't let myself make another mistake in helping someone I love because of my preconceptions of what works and what doesn't. I tried to use my father's tactics against him to control him. I tried to make him fear me so that he would leave Jane alone. That did not work. He still hurt her. I was wrong. His tactics were wrong. I had already tried my grandfather's but those didn't work either. It's from him that I learned the 'right' way to have a relationship. He could easily be wrong about us too."

Karen was quiet for a while. "So you're doing this even though you're not sure it's the right thing to do?" she asked.

Rob shook his head. "I'm doing this because there's no other good option that I am aware of. So far I'd say it's worked out pretty well."

Karen arched an eyebrow playfully. "Only 'pretty well'?" she asked.

"I didn't mean the sex, that's been awesome. I mean I'm trusting myself to know what's right for me and those I love in the face of moral ambiguity. I'm trusting the way I feel," Rob said.

Karen was quiet in thought as she tried to understand what he was telling her. He was going to say something more, but that would go into a side of his history that he would rather leave untouched. They were approaching territory that he had never discussed with anyone, including Courtney. That Richard even knew about it was bad enough.