Path to Discovery - Charloft Wednesday - 10/19
Congratulations! You have discovered something. But... what is it?
OOC: Set in early verse, just a couple of weeks after her first time with Hsu.
She couldn't get enough. Cody was like a kid in a candy store, trying out all the different flavors and sampling every treat that went along with her initial forays into sexuality. And, it had to be said, Hsu had been incredibly generous, indulging her. He bent over backwards...almost literally...to show her the ropes (no pun intended) when it came to sex. He knew how her grandmother had raised her to fear and hide from orgasmic pleasure, so he was part tour guide, part personal trainer, focusing on his student not just enjoying sex, in as many positions and settings, as possible, but on her loving it. He wanted to break down every prudish wall, erase every little inhibition that she might hold. It was a sacrifice that the ancient Immortal selflessly gave, devoting HOURS of intensive instruction and demonstration.
That was just the kind of guy he was, after all.
A girl couldn't help but revel in the attention. He creatively pulled orgasm after orgasm from her slender little body, while drinking in every sigh, shudder, scream and moan. If this had been indoctrination into a cult, it would have been very successful. As it was, the 'conversion' from virginal Baptist innocent to wanton lust seeker came down much the way many projects or missions had done with Hsu...with his total drive and intense focus on complete victory.
One winter night, not long after Hsu had started her on this educational journey, Cody was whimpering, as he pounded into her. The whimpers were not pain, just small sounds of incredible pleasure and bliss, limited because his efforts were driving the breath from her lungs. Cody's limber legs were up on his shoulders, and each thrust drove her into the mass of pillows on his bed. Cody had learned a lot about her body and what brought her pleasure. That had been the primary focus of the last few weeks, for both of them, discovering what turned her on and got her off. What she had not seen so much of was his own preferences and desires. She didn't think about that, too much, yet. After all, he was a guy, and guys liked everything pretty much the same, right?
Maybe...
The crackle of the flames in the fireplace, along with the wind of the heavy snowstorm outside the window, mixed with the sound of his hard, fast breathing, and she liked the it. The scent of his body, as well as the burning wood, tickled her nose. She was blissfully enjoying all the attention and the tickling of her senses. Good stuff. But then Hsu moved and his weight pressed hard on her tiny frame and somehow, she wasn't sure how, his shoulder ground into her collarbone, making it hard to see or breathe, and she impulsively bit him, right on that sweet spot where his neck met his collarbone, and she did it hard enough to draw blood.
Hsu hissed, loudly, and drew his body up to stare down at her, as if he couldn't believe that the sheltered little Southern teen had dared to do that. Her big, wide eyes showed that she, too, was shocked at her bravado. The flash of his Quickening danced over the spot, and she tentitively reached up and licked the blood with the very tip of her tongue, like a curious little kitten. Hsu closed his eyes, head back, and made a noise in the back of his throat that blocked out all the other sensory triggers around her. Cody grinned, and bit him again, harder. His eyes opened and the noise became a growl, and that made her shiver.
In that second, her entire focus shifted from playing to find out what she enjoyed, sexually, to discovering what gave Hsu Danmei pleasure. It felt GOOD. Powerful. Natural. Cody moved, so he rolled on his back, and grinned down at her teacher, letting her fair hair spill down, and she got busy. Cody Jean had discovered the pleasure with him, beginning on his private jet, in the last few weeks. But in that night, with one bite, she discovered the powerful pleasure of giving bliss. She loved it, craved it and it filled something in her that had been empty. From that moment forward, she looked for ways to make him respond naturally, unfiltered, with pleasure. To make him moan, scream, hiss, smile, arch and let go? That was a mission she could definitely sign on for, because it was an accomplishment, with such a controlled and powerful male.
She discovered a purpose in her life, that day. Cody Jean found her calling, so to speak. And Hsu? Bless his generous, sacrificing little heart? He allowed her to use him for her devoted research.
He gave of himself, that way. Over and over. He never complained.
What a guy!
OOC: Set in early verse, just a couple of weeks after her first time with Hsu.
She couldn't get enough. Cody was like a kid in a candy store, trying out all the different flavors and sampling every treat that went along with her initial forays into sexuality. And, it had to be said, Hsu had been incredibly generous, indulging her. He bent over backwards...almost literally...to show her the ropes (no pun intended) when it came to sex. He knew how her grandmother had raised her to fear and hide from orgasmic pleasure, so he was part tour guide, part personal trainer, focusing on his student not just enjoying sex, in as many positions and settings, as possible, but on her loving it. He wanted to break down every prudish wall, erase every little inhibition that she might hold. It was a sacrifice that the ancient Immortal selflessly gave, devoting HOURS of intensive instruction and demonstration.
That was just the kind of guy he was, after all.
A girl couldn't help but revel in the attention. He creatively pulled orgasm after orgasm from her slender little body, while drinking in every sigh, shudder, scream and moan. If this had been indoctrination into a cult, it would have been very successful. As it was, the 'conversion' from virginal Baptist innocent to wanton lust seeker came down much the way many projects or missions had done with Hsu...with his total drive and intense focus on complete victory.
One winter night, not long after Hsu had started her on this educational journey, Cody was whimpering, as he pounded into her. The whimpers were not pain, just small sounds of incredible pleasure and bliss, limited because his efforts were driving the breath from her lungs. Cody's limber legs were up on his shoulders, and each thrust drove her into the mass of pillows on his bed. Cody had learned a lot about her body and what brought her pleasure. That had been the primary focus of the last few weeks, for both of them, discovering what turned her on and got her off. What she had not seen so much of was his own preferences and desires. She didn't think about that, too much, yet. After all, he was a guy, and guys liked everything pretty much the same, right?
Maybe...
The crackle of the flames in the fireplace, along with the wind of the heavy snowstorm outside the window, mixed with the sound of his hard, fast breathing, and she liked the it. The scent of his body, as well as the burning wood, tickled her nose. She was blissfully enjoying all the attention and the tickling of her senses. Good stuff. But then Hsu moved and his weight pressed hard on her tiny frame and somehow, she wasn't sure how, his shoulder ground into her collarbone, making it hard to see or breathe, and she impulsively bit him, right on that sweet spot where his neck met his collarbone, and she did it hard enough to draw blood.
Hsu hissed, loudly, and drew his body up to stare down at her, as if he couldn't believe that the sheltered little Southern teen had dared to do that. Her big, wide eyes showed that she, too, was shocked at her bravado. The flash of his Quickening danced over the spot, and she tentitively reached up and licked the blood with the very tip of her tongue, like a curious little kitten. Hsu closed his eyes, head back, and made a noise in the back of his throat that blocked out all the other sensory triggers around her. Cody grinned, and bit him again, harder. His eyes opened and the noise became a growl, and that made her shiver.
In that second, her entire focus shifted from playing to find out what she enjoyed, sexually, to discovering what gave Hsu Danmei pleasure. It felt GOOD. Powerful. Natural. Cody moved, so he rolled on his back, and grinned down at her teacher, letting her fair hair spill down, and she got busy. Cody Jean had discovered the pleasure with him, beginning on his private jet, in the last few weeks. But in that night, with one bite, she discovered the powerful pleasure of giving bliss. She loved it, craved it and it filled something in her that had been empty. From that moment forward, she looked for ways to make him respond naturally, unfiltered, with pleasure. To make him moan, scream, hiss, smile, arch and let go? That was a mission she could definitely sign on for, because it was an accomplishment, with such a controlled and powerful male.
She discovered a purpose in her life, that day. Cody Jean found her calling, so to speak. And Hsu? Bless his generous, sacrificing little heart? He allowed her to use him for her devoted research.
He gave of himself, that way. Over and over. He never complained.
What a guy!