The Lust of Us update (Patreon)

As he spoke, Joel planted his elbow in the earth by Ellie’s soft cheek and eased his weight down onto it, lowering himself until he was almost lying next to her. He stared deeply into her soft amber eyes. Ellie stared back, finally feeling an intensity inside herself that seemed to fit the situation, that wasn’t just her body reacting to his advances. She wasn’t scared, but curious and eager… and a little bit scared.

“To tell the truth… I was thinking about what this friend of mine, Dina, what she said to me.”

Joel spoke low and intimately. “And what’d she say to you?”

The strong drink inside Ellie loosened her up. But she wasn’t ignorant. She felt Joel’s free hand on her cheek, along her upper arm, down the dimples of her back. He touched her seemingly at random, just to touch her.

“What’d your friend Dina say to you?” Joel repeated, whispering in her ear now, his face so close to hers that she could feel the prickle of his beard before it touched her. It didn’t touch her. “Tell me.”

“She said that you can tell how good a lover someone is by the way he kisses you,” Ellie blurted out, shocking even herself with her lack of hesitation. It was like she’d just run out of nervousness, burnt through her supply of it.

Joel’s hand moved more firmly against Ellie’s naked thigh. She felt lightheaded. Was she just imagining things or did Joel want to kiss her too? Kiss her like she wanted to be kissed?

Taking another drink, Ellie added, “I was thinking about it. I was wondering if it was true or not.”

Joel’s face was very close to hers; that was the only way she could hear his low voice. “Don’t you know? Hasn’t at least one boy kissed you?”

“Oh, yeah.” Aroused, Ellie paused a moment, then charged forward. “But not like… this. The way a guy kisses a girl when he doesn’t just want to kiss her, he wants her. Oh man, I’ve never been kissed like that…”

There—now Joel knew for sure that she was a virgin. If that didn’t scare him off, nothing would. And if it didn’t tempt him, nothing would either.

“I know I’m being picky. Dina says I’m immature,” Ellie admitted, slurring her words a little. She knew she was tipsy, or maybe she just wanted to be. “But I don’t like any of the boys that want me. Dina says I should just pick one and do it.”

Shocked by what she was saying to Joel, Ellie went quiet and refocused her attention on the fraying blanket underneath her, examining all the little threads that made it up.

“Do what?” Joel asked softly, touching her blushing face but not yet making her return his gaze.

“Do something with his cock. Lick it and put it in my mouth. Stuff like that. Dina does that and she says it keeps them interested.” Ellie’s words little more than breathes. “But I don’t really know how to do any of that.”

“Sure you do,” Joel said, a little louder now, because Ellie heard him over the blood pounding in her ears. “I can see it in you, how much you know…”

He flipped her over onto her back and covered her with his body and even before he’d come down on her, Ellie felt a hot wave of desire wash through her. Her body was limp, pliant, but her arms were moving, going around Joel’s neck without any conscious thought from herself.

She pressed herself up to his hard-muscled body before it pressed her down into the ground. The bulge of his erection pressed through the thin covering of her bikini bottoms; she felt its throb go right into her. Instinctively she wiggled her pussy against it, felt the throb intensify—it went deeper and harder into her cunt. It’d been touching her, but now it was fucking her. Joel started fucking her before he was even inside her.

This couldn’t be real. It felt more like a dream than reality. Ellie didn’t want it to be real, didn’t want to wake up, she just wanted Joel to kiss her. And he did, his lips pushing into hers, his eager tongue finding her own. Ellie gasped her surprise into his mouth. His tongue stroked hers, teasing a reaction out of her, even if it was just her moaning.

She hung limply in his powerful embrace, picked up off the ground by her arms around his broad neck and his hands grasping her tight little buttocks. Joel came up until he was kneeling, bringing Ellie up with him, so that now she was straddling his lap. Still a target for his kisses, but his body wasn’t holding her down—she could get away if she wanted.

“God, Joel,” she choked out, her eyes shining out the seduction she’d felt. “Whoa Nelly…”

She reached for her glass, still with a hearty swig in it, and accidentally knocked it over with her blind groping. Joel caught it before it could fall and, laughing, handed it to her.

“Here, baby girl. Take a big pull now. It’ll relax you.”

Ellie drained the glass, and as she did, Joel reached behind himself to pluck his boots off his kneeling legs. He shrugged off his jacket next, then peeled off his Henley shirt. Ellie had to move her arms out of the way, one by one, to let him get it off. She laughed as she put her hands back on him, holding herself to him. He reached down to unbuckle his belt and Ellie forced her mouth to his, his lips settling against hers the way they had before.

Joel left the ends of his belt drooling down his fly to put his arms around her. Now he was undressing her, his fingers undoing the strings that held on her bikini top. Ellie kept kissing him, kept holding onto him, as he pulled the flimsy little bra away. He couldn’t get it with Ellie pressing herself to him, snagging the garment between their bodies, so he collared her slender neck with his big hand and pulled her back a little ways.

“Easy, darling. Don’t get too excited now—I haven’t barely started with you yet.”

Ellie waited patiently while he slid the top off her, exposing her apple-sized breasts, the little mushrooms of her nipples. Joel enjoyed both touching them and looking at them. He lovingly caressed each little handful, callused fingers driving sensations into Ellie’s untested body like he was nailing the feelings into her with a ball-peen hammer. It almost seemed to hurt, the feeling was so intense—Ellie felt her nerves gather, worrying about what would happen when he wanted more than the outside of her, when he wanted the inside too.

His lips crashed against hers and the kiss kept going. Ellie was near ecstasy, maybe even about to come. Her nerves kept up their protest, but Ellie ignored them. Compared to the rough kisses and inconsiderate caresses she was used to, Joel’s mouth was heaven.

Then his groin crushed down on her writhing body, pushing harder into her tender sex, and she went beyond heaven, unable to even think, not processing all the excitement she was feeling. But that was his hard prick, rubbing over her quivering mound. Ellie knew nothing but the voluptuous sexuality flooding through her. What did it matter that it was Joel doing this? Who cared? Even if Dina came by and saw them like this—why not?

All that mattered was this delirious heat she was experiencing and her certainty that things were only going to get more thrilling.

Joel’s bearded mouth moved down her throat, now catching a sensitive little breast. He sucked on it and Ellie’s passion mounted, driving her towards climax. Even as a virgin, she knew a lot about orgasms. Before she went to sleep, almost every night she touched herself. Sometimes she did it during the day, if Joel wasn’t around to catch her.

But this was so much different, so much more. Even now, she could tell it wasn’t like what she did to herself at all. This was what Joel did to her…

His mouth and tongue were all over her breast. She felt like he was swallowing it whole. Ellie moaned incoherently, her ass wiggling around each to bunch up the blanket underneath her. She came that way, just kissing and rubbing against Joel’s body, and it had her gasping for breath.

Ellie was moderately aware, as she writhed and thrashed, that Joel’s mouth was on the move again, blazing a red-hot trail down her trim stomach. He stopped at her tiny belly button, his tongue darting into it, while his hands slipped her bikini bottoms down off her slender thighs.

“Oohh… God, Joel, oh man… nnnhh!” Ellie gasped, now feeling Joel’s insistent fingers tangling in her sparse pubic hair, reaching into her virginal lips.

“You like that, baby girl?” Joel asked, his voice shaky with lust.

“Yes, Joel! Oh yes!” This was how she’d wanted it—Joel her first, her first time with Joel. It was so right!

His lips moved down her satin-smooth belly, gentle, kissing as soft as a hummingbird’s flight along the lines of muscle that led down to her pubic thatch. She was already wet there, but the nearness of his mouth sent an electric charge through that wetness. Ellie felt like some gadget about to be plugged into a wall socket. The buzzing along the tips of her labia was going to go right into her.

“Open your legs, little Ellie,” Joel said, sliding a finger inside of her, taking a taste of her moist folds with the pad of his finger. His other hand reached up to caress the pert swell of her breasts. Big, blocky fingers almost covered all of her slim chest. “I’ll show you how much I appreciate all you’ve done for me.”

A second later, Joel’s hungry tongue had tasted Ellie’s clit. “OOOHHHH!” she sighed explosively. His probing tongue was the most wonderful thing her body had ever experienced. It was better than anything she’d ever done to herself, better than anyone else had ever touched her.

The way Joel did it was skillful—subtle and masterful—amazing Ellie with how good it felt. It was like she was melting with the heated magic in his lips. But he enjoyed her too… how he enjoyed her was even better than all his experience… he wanted her in a way that dwarfed everything in Ellie’s past, even Riley.

Even when Ellie’d touched herself, she hadn’t wanted that masturbatory orgasm as much as Joel wanted to touch her. She fell into a trance of pure rapture, her clitoris dancing with feverish pleasure in his mouth, singing with passion to every nerve ending in her young body.

Joel buried his face deeper between her spread legs, his tongue digging into the taboo flesh, indulging in her the same way he had her kiss. It felt very, very good to him; he kept going. One thing the end of the world had taught him was never to let a good thing go to waste. This might not’ve been the way he’d seen Ellie once, but it was the right way to see her now—he could tell that with every second her delicious cunt spent on his tongue. He licked with practiced skill along the swollen lips of her pussy.

Ellie gasped, filled with all the pleasure in the world. Joel was making this good for her, giving her something perfect to remember for the rest of her life. And it was already perfect—she would’ve loved to let Joel just keep licking and sucking her cunt for hours—but already a second orgasm was mounting inside her, almost at its peak. And as much as she wanted it, she thought Joel wanted his own even more. He’d had no release and right now, Ellie was all relief for him.

“God, baby girl!” Joel moaned, his voice weighty and unfamiliar with so much lust in it. “You’re putting me out of my mind right now, you little thing!”

Ellie cried out in pleasure. She reached down to pull Joel’s face closer to her pussy. “Don’t stop, Joel! Ohh man! I want you to keep going, I want you to have every little bit of me!”

Her own lascivious words echoed in her ears, but Ellie was too far gone to be ashamed by how slutty she sounded. Inside her body, a wave of sensation swept where Joel’s luscious tongue couldn’t reach. It covered her, reaching a crescendo, then sending her into another violent orgasm. Her body shuddered and was limp. Ellie belonged more to Joel now than gravity, his hands holding her up by her taut ass, his mouth pressed firmly into the opening of her sex, the source of her delicious taste.