EXTRACT FOR
The Price of Immortality
(Nicola Nichols)

Knowing I wouldn't sleep, I got up and put on a robe. The idea of walking around the courtyard in the cool evening air appealed to me. And it was lovely. I just wandered, unwinding.



"I thought you were tired." 



I turned and saw Feng. He was looking at me, standing there in a short robe and smiling at me. A smile that made me shiver. 



"I am. But I couldn't sleep," I said.



"That happens," he said. "Let me show you my home." 



Smoothly, he stepped close and slipped an arm around my waist. The simple gesture, abruptly intimate, incredibly sexy, made me tremble. 



He led me through the house talking but I only noticed his touch. It penetrated deep.



The rooms blurred together until he pointed out some paintings. I looked and saw they were of people fucking. 



"Shunga," he said. "Erotic Art from the Tokugawa Era." 



And all the time he was talking he was touching me. His constant, gentle, casual touches increasingly aroused me. 



I could have pushed his hand away, but? well, it felt too good.



Returning to the courtyard, he stopped at a small pavilion that held a round bed. 



"For us," he said, trailing a hand trailed across my ass in an electric caress that penetrated to my core, melting any doubts or concerns and making me moan. 



He pulled me against his hard muscled body and his robe came open, exposing an erect cock. 



It was a massive tool  -  swollen with desire and gorgeous. 



I lifted my astonished eyes and saw him watching me. 



"Touch it," he said.



I had trouble breathing but I could move and that stiff cock drew my hand to it, made my fingers wrap around, and stroke it so that I felt the heat of his desire.



Woozy, weak with lust, he caught me up in a tidal wave of erotic sensations that drowned the here and now. 



I was aware that somehow I was naked and immersed in hazy, erotic images. My body tingled with some vivid electrification. I found myself looking up at him from that round bed, lying there with my legs apart and my pussy wet, my pulse pounding in my ears. 



I was waiting. Waiting for him to fuck me. 



He put his large, strong hands on my ankles and ran them slowly up to my pussy. They roamed my body, setting my breasts and pussy on fire, making my heart pound so loudly I thought it would deafen everyone. 



I had never felt anything like the sheer pleasure of his touch.



He was on his knees, holding that magnificent phallus, inserting it between my swollen pussy lips and into my wet and throbbing pussy. 



"Entering the jade gate," he said softly. 



I gasped as he penetrated deep inside me and began thrusting, moving over me, leaning into me, shoving that enormous shaft deeper inside me, impaling me. 



And my response was to wrap my legs around him and pull him deeper yet.



Feng took me on that bed, and with that fuck, and that act changed my world. Slow, powerful thrusts rubbed his prick across every erotic spot inside my cunt. It was as if he knew where each one was and which to arouse in turn. 



In no time, a bolt of lightning struck the base of my spine. The electricity shot through me, unleashing an incredible climax. 



I completely lost all control. I heard myself screaming out the impossible joy that came with an orgasm that threatened to rip me apart.