Taken By The Wind Ch. 15

Karen kissed him warmly. "I like it here," she said, "it makes you all philosophical."

"I find the quiet relaxing," Rob replied.

Karen rolled back over to face the lake. "Then let's be quiet for a while."

Rob wrapped an arm around her and they settled back into a comfortable spoon. They sat in the shade, watching the sun move to kiss the horizon, and enjoyed the breeze coming off the lake while they lay protected from the biting insects.

***

"You like that?" Karen asked him breathlessly.

Her hands were flat against the wall above Rob's head. She was straddling him and riding him with everything she had. Sweat shone on her face and gleamed between her thighs. They had been at the cottage for three days and had three left before returning home. Much of that time had been spent in the bedroom and this morning was no exception. Karen's firm breasts shuddered as her hips slammed down into Rob's and the force of her thrusts shook the bed beneath them.

"Fuck Karen," Rob croaked in reply.

Karen smiled down at him and slowed her pace just slightly to lean down and kiss his lips hungrily. She gave his lower lip a nibble before rising back up and attacking him with the full force of her hips once more. Rob's hands were pressed against her ass, which rippled from the force of the impact between their bodies each time he bottomed out inside of her. Karen was in all her glory, her long black hair was wild behind her as she rode Rob with great intensity.

Karen slowed and lowered herself down into his lap. Her legs came up and she spun herself around with him still inside of her. She had found that if she was in control she did not have to be facing Rob when they had sex. Rob's hands slid up along the backs of her calves as she began to move once more. The new position gave him an unobstructed view of her ass as she bounced up and down his shaft energetically.

The past few days had been a period of rejuvenation for Karen. She was energetic again. She was happy again. She felt good about herself. Karen had discovered that her new favorite position was on top. In bed, on the couch, on the beach, or at the table, so long as Rob was stationary and she was moving up and down on top of him she was happy. The control did a great deal to enhance her enjoyment of it, but she also relished the way he gazed up at her as she moved for him.

Karen leaned forward and braced her hands a few inches above his knees as she rotated her hips at the bottom of her most recent thrust. Rob sat up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Their legs tangled together as Rob shifted into a kneeling position behind Karen, and began to take a more active role. Karen bounced back against his shaft while he squeezed and fondled her breasts from behind.

Karen inhaled sharply as one of his hands ventured to the junction of her legs and found the firm bud of her clit amongst her damp folds. Rob circled it rapidly with his middle finger while thrusting forward and up against her downward and back thrusts. Karen's body writhed in front of his, working his cock exquisitely inside her hot, wet sex. Rob kissed her shoulder and then the spot a little higher that made her gasp.

Rob took her nipple between his fingers and squeezed down. She came and it was as explosive as always. Karen lost track of what was happening and found herself with him behind her. His hands were safely on her hips, and he began to thrust into her in an effort to capitalize on her previous climax and give her another. With determination, good positioning, and the blessing to be well-endowed, Rob succeeded in spades.

"Rob!" Karen cried ecstatically.

Karen's head was shrouded in the dark veil of her long hair, and her moans of ecstasy came from somewhere beneath it. Her petite form gyrated in pained pleasure against his aching cock. It was not her big one yet, Rob recognized, and kept going as soon as his manhood was no longer being held captive by Karen's convulsing pussy. With the direct G-spot stimulation and the depth of penetration, it was not long before Karen experienced another piercing orgasm.

Rob kept going through it. Karen's hands clawed at the sheets, and she cursed beneath the shroud of her hair as a series of powerful crests of pleasure coursed through her. Then, all of the sudden, it was like they were caught up on something. It was like there was a blockage in the pipe, stopping the orgasms from escaping. They caught up against each other, and the pressure inside of her grew higher and higher until...

"Ahn!" Karen wailed. Her ass thrust up back against Rob, and her pussy spasmed rhythmically around his shaft.

Then Karen felt something, and the orgasm she thought was all-powerful became even more violent. Karen contorted on the bed, and shook as her body was wracked by rhythmic convulsions. These centered round her pussy, and the sensation of her squeezing around him sent Rob over the edge. He drove down into her, sinking his entire length inside of her, and then exploded. The two of them shook together for a long time while Rob remained on top of her thrusting jerkily.

When it had past Rob extricated his finger from Karen's rectum. It had been what had pushed Karen's orgasm even further. She now lay panting on the bed and trembling beside him as they both recovered.

"Jesus Rob," Karen said dazedly.

Rob laughed breathlessly. "You looked so good I just had to do something."

"The finger in my..." she panted. "I didn't even know I liked that."

"Probably why it worked so well," Rob replied. His breath was returning to him.

Karen rolled so that she was pressed against him.

"How do you do that?" she asked him.

"Do what?" Rob asked.

"Know what I like before I tell you?" she asked.

Rob paused. "I guess I just do what feels right and hope you go along with it. I did the same with Courtney and it's worked out alright. It's like you said before, there isn't a whole lot of room for rational thought when you're doing something that's all about passion."

"Hmm," she intoned thoughtfully. "Or Courtney told you what I like before she left."

Rob grinned. "You will never know," he said.

Karen's eyes widened. "She didn't, did she?" she asked in a scandalized tone.

Rob laughed. "What Courtney does and does not tell me is between me and Courtney. Now," he said, "what do you want for breakfast?"

"No," Karen said, "you're not getting out of this that easily. What did Courtney tell you?"

"Nothing," Rob replied unconvincingly.

"Rob," she said sternly.

"Alright, she might have told me you two liked to play around with some anal stuff sometimes," he said.

Karen looked at him warily. "What sort of anal stuff?"

"Fingers, tongues, whole hands. The cucumber is what threw me," Rob said with a smile.

He evaded her swat by leaving the bed, and hurriedly grabbed his shorts.

"You're an asshole!" she shouted as he left the room.

Rob laughed and she heard him leave the cottage, probably to go shower. Karen laughed to herself and lay back in bed. He was right; she and Courtney did play around with anal stuff. Mostly Karen doing things to Courtney, but she did not mind a finger being slipped up inside of her at an opportune moment. It felt naughty, and helped to intensify an orgasm. However, she still was not sure if he had known that before or if he had just guessed like he had said initially.

The two ate breakfast. Karen requested pancakes and Rob made enough for six people while she was getting cleaned up. He cooked well but had difficulty with portion size. The day was cloudy and they feared rain would ruin their plan to spend the day getting cozy in the hammock. The first time they had tried having sex in it they had fallen out, which had nearly led to Karen being crushed by Rob. Since then they had become much more adept in maneuvering around inside of it.

As they were eating breakfast the rain began to fall, and they realized they were going to be trapped indoors for the day. Karen suggested that they go into town and get something special for dinner for their final day at the cabin in a few days' time. So after clearing up and getting dressed fully for the first time in days the two got into Rob's car. They made the trip into town and did their grocery shopping. Then they went to eat lunch at one of the local restaurants.

It was not a particularly fancy place, but it was nice enough. Karen was wearing a pink and white summer dress which Courtney had made for her, which got her a compliment from the waitress who wanted to know where she had bought it. Karen was Courtney's favorite person to make clothes for. She loved dressing her up and seemed to have a keen eye for what would look good on her. As they sat in the restaurant they realized that to anyone who did not know otherwise they would look like a couple.

Upon realizing this Karen began to act differently. Her feet swayed, brushing against Rob's, and then one left her sandal to run along his calf idly beneath the table. Rob did nothing to discourage it, and the two were sharing an affectionate look when the waitress came with their meal. She gave them a knowing smile.

"Newlyweds?" she asked.

Karen blushed and Rob laughed at her look of embarrassment.

"Not exactly," he said.

"Oh," the waitress said apologetically. "Sorry, it's just we get a lot around here this time of year. It's a cheaper honeymoon than the Caribbean or whatever, so we get a lot of younger couples."

The waitress gave them their food and departed. Karen started laughing once she was out of earshot.

"Well," he said, "you were acting awfully lovey dovey."

Karen grinned. "I wouldn't say lovey dovey," she said, "all I've been thinking about all afternoon is you shoving your cock up my ass."

Rob choked on the bite of food he was swallowing and Karen laughed wickedly. He took a sputtering gulp of water to dislodge the food caught in his throat, and Karen continued to laugh.

"Jesus Karen," he said. He looked around to make sure nobody else could hear.

"We passed a sex shop on our way to the grocery store," she said. "We could get some stuff to help with the process."

"You're serious?" Rob asked.

Karen looked suddenly very serious. "Absolutely," she said. "Listen," she began hesitantly, unsure of whether this was the best place to talk about this. "When they did what they did to me, it wasn't just...," she trailed off but Rob got her point.

Karen saw Rob's hand clench down on his fork a little more firmly and could see the visions of him ramming it into Eddy's eye in his mind.

"I don't want them to be the only ones who've..." she tried to continue but Rob stopped her, for which she was grateful. She found it difficult to talk about these kinds of things, even with him and after everything that they had shared.

"I get it," he said. She was reclaiming her body, and that was something they had taken from her. She wanted to purify herself of their presence. "It'll hurt though Karen," he said. "Like, really hurt."

"We don't have to go straight for... well you. We can use other things at first, get me used to it. It's not like we're going to be doing anything else in this," Karen said gesturing out the window. Rain was coming down in sheets, and the sky was a dark depressing grey.

"Alright," Rob said uncertainly. "We can give it a try."

After they finished eating they drove to the shop Karen had noticed and they entered it together. The young woman behind the cash went from bored to attentive in about as long as it took for the door to shut behind them. Rob felt her eyes on them as they went through the store, laughing together at some of the novelties, and picked out what they needed. The store had an anal trainer kit with three separate plugs. They purchased that along with an extra bottle of lube, and some massage oil which they were running low on.

The pretty girl behind the cash smiled at the two of them as she ran them through the cash.

"Newlyweds?" she asked.

This time both of them laughed, and got a confused look from the cashier.

They returned to the cottage and Rob laid out the beach mat to give Karen a massage. The rain was making for a damp chill so Rob lit a fire. Once it was burning happily they put some music and Rob undressed Karen. With Courtney Rob had had a good amount of time to get her used to anal, and she had used toys on herself prior to even meeting him. He and Karen had only started a few days earlier, and according to her had very limited experience.

Rob felt like she was forcing herself to move too fast, but hoped that he was doing the right thing by letting her set the pace. Either way he was going to be as gentle about this as he could possibly be and he intended to make this very pleasurable for Karen. To do so he had a plan in mind, not dissimilar to the one that had worked before.

First, he had to relax her to his touch. Previously he had done that through the foot rubs and the back massage, but this was a different area altogether. So he performed a different sort of massage. Karen's body was soon gleaming with massage oil from her hands to her feet. Rob's hands went up her thigh, and he allowed his inner hand brush up against the outer lip of her pussy. Karen hummed softly; she was deeply relaxed and very much enjoying his hands on her body.

Rob had completed what he normally would do as a full body massage, but rather than finishing he slid his hands back up over her buttocks and began to massage the firm swells. He placed his hands at the top of her rounded cheeks and followed the natural roundness. He kneaded the flesh, and admired the firmness beneath his hands. Karen truly did have a spectacular posterior, and he felt himself starting to lose focus as he watched it shifting and moulding against his touch. He pulled apart her buttocks and exposed her little rosebud to him.

Karen had gone to clean up again before the massage and had paid particular attention to this area of her anatomy. She was nervous and a little skittish but the massage had done a great deal to calm her. As his thumb trailed down the cleft of her ass towards her anus Karen felt her heart race excitedly. Rob circled it idly and then drew the digit away. He continued running his hands along her ass and along her crack, and teased her little rosebud until it seemed normal to her.

Rob kneeled behind her and spread her thighs further apart. He continued to massage her ass as he lowered himself down on his stomach behind her. His tongue came out and he ran it along the inside of her thigh. Karen breathed in and Rob's hands continued to rhythmically squeeze, push, and pull the firm flesh of her ass. His thumb ran circles around her anus to spread the massage oil around it and then surprised Karen by bringing his mouth to her pussy.

Normally Rob took longer, normally he would have licked everywhere around her pussy to tease her until she was within an inch of losing her sanity before bringing his tongue to her center. But she had expected that, so of course Rob had to change things up. Karen loved the mind games Rob played with her, and loved the tongue gymnastics he was able to execute between her legs even more. With her attention drawn away from her ass, Rob had created an opening for himself. The next time he slid his forefinger up along the cleft of her ass he stopped at her gleaming anus and slid it in up to the first knuckle.

"Ahn!" Karen cried. Her heart raced and her limbs tensed as a small, shuddering climax ran through her. It caused her sphincter to tighten and Rob kept his finger still while continuing to sweep his tongue along the tender folds of her sex. Karen's anus soon relaxed and Rob promptly slid more of his finger into her rectum. She gasped at the sensation of the lubricated digit wriggling inside of her and nearly climaxed once again.

Her brow was soon brimmed with sweat and Karen found herself wishing that she had told Rob to not bother with the fire. Rob's skilled tongue, not dissimilar to Courtney's, slid up into her channel. He tasted her eagerly, and hummed against her. This quickly took Karen's mind away from what his finger was doing and put it back on what that wily organ was up to. Rob reached beneath her and found her clit nestled among the damp petals of her sex.

Karen groaned when he slid his finger further into the inferno of her ass, and wondered how on Earth his cock was ever going to get in there. Courtney had always been more experimental with anal play. She had used her fingers on herself, and even tried toys before she had had anal sex with Rob. Karen, on the other hand, was only used to one or two of Courtney's slender fingers inside her at the most. Rob's were thicker and longer, and she was feeling the effects.

Rob sawed the finger in and out of her anus until it did so smoothly. He stirred it around to loosen her a bit, and to spread the massage oil around. His hand between her legs moved upward as his tongue slid along her perineum, and Karen cried out as his tongue went to her anus. An orgasm rippled through her, impeding the progress of his invading fingers as they attempted to penetrate her pussy. The convulsions relaxed and he was able to work two fingers inside of her soaked channel.

Rob's tongue prodded at her anus, and even managed to go past it. Karen was not sure if she liked the sensation or not. It was weird, and kind of made her ticklish. But eventually she got over her mental hang ups and it started to just feel good. Rob's fingers swiveled inside of her pussy, and the pads of his fingers pressed down against the anterior wall of her channel. They promptly found the G-spot and he began to massage it rhythmically.

Rob's plan was simple. Exhaust her with orgasms until she was completely relaxed and slide the smallest of the plugs from the kit inside of her. It was thicker than his finger but substantially smaller than his cock, and would serve as the first intermediary. Karen gripped the edge of the beach mat with both hands and cried out as she came once again. Her ass rose this time which forced Rob's finger, which he had reinserted into her a moment prior, deeper into her rectum. It was now completely lodged inside her ass.

For Karen this was more than just doing something naughty. This was reclaiming the last inch of herself that they had violated. It was taking control over her entire body, and offering everything to the one who had helped deliver her the freedom to do so. Karen doubted many girls wanted anal sex because they wanted it. Most probably did it because their boyfriends or husbands wanted them to do it, and they wanted to indulge that request.

For Karen it had nothing to do with indulging a lover's whim. It had everything to do with her, and the empowering act of surrendering herself to someone else so fully. It was to show herself that she could trust completely and fully, and give something to Rob something she had never willingly given anyone else.

Karen came down from her climax, and huffed heavily as she lay on her stomach for a few moments. She felt Rob's finger slide out from her, and in her blissful daze did not notice Rob's movement behind her. The first plug was slim and warm from being beneath Rob for the better part of twenty minutes. He spread lube along the black PVC toy and gripped it by the base. Karen's daze lifted as soon as she felt the toy press against her anus.

"Breathe Karen," he said.

The toy was pliable but firm and as she did as he told her, her anus relaxed beneath it and the tip entered her. Rob pushed insistently and Karen cried out. He relaxed the pressure, but held the toy where it was. The first inch and a half was inside, and he was unwilling to sacrifice the limited progress they had made. Karen shut her eyes and focused on her breathing. Her body was protesting, but just as she had a few days earlier when he was trying to enter her for the first time Karen made herself relax and accept the intrusion. She breathed out and another half inch slid into her before she tightened again.