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Rakahnja’s Haven

Note: Nicole Austin’s Books are intended for those readers 18 years old or older.

Desperate times called for drastic measures. Somehow, she would find a way to draw him out. But solving the puzzle of how to become irresistible to a fantasy escaped Anita.

She’d never been much of a sexual creature. Sure, she’d taken lovers over the years, mostly on a casual fuck-buddy type of basis–nothing serious. They had all been men she’d been friends with for some time. Men she knew and trusted.

She was not the type of woman to vamp herself up to go to clubs hunting for a sex partner and was not very familiar with the ways of seduction. It was just not her style, which was probably why she was now failing terribly. How was she supposed to sex herself up for him and make Rakahnja hot enough he couldn’t stand it another minute? Hot as she constantly felt for him.

Anita was prepared to try something different, take things a bit farther. If he were able to resist stepping into the baited trap she taunted before him this time…well, then she didn’t have much hope left.

Anticipation over what she planned put her on edge as she returned to the stream once again. Her breasts were already swollen, nipples distended, pussy inflamed. Heat pooled between her legs and her thighs were damp with her juices.

Spreading out a soft blanket on the ground near the stream, she set her backpack on one corner. She sat in the middle of the blanket and began to spread the items she’d brought around herself. The erotic picnic consisted of a plastic, bear-shaped squeeze bottle of honey and a banana–the last of the food she had. The final item was not edible, but was the one sure to do the trick–her long, thick vibrator.

Bringing the purple wonder along had been a spur of the moment decision, hoping to use it with her love. Now she was very glad to have the item to tempt him.

After peeling the banana, she removed the little cap from the honey, exposing the nozzle. Without giving herself time to back out, Anita began to drizzle the sticky golden liquid over her breasts. She was mesmerized by watching fat drops dangle from her hardened nipples before dropping down onto her abdomen. Just for the fun of it, she squeezed a gooey drop into her navel before moving lower.

Spreading her legs wide, she used one hand to expose delicate folds before generously drizzling honey over her clit and labia. Finally, she lowered the nozzle to her needy entrance, inserted the tip and filled her pussy with the warm, sugary treat. The liquid slowly trickled from her pussy and slid in a golden path over her perineum and puckered rosette.

The whole seduction made her feel like an exotic delicacy set in the middle of a table before a hungry audience. And there was no doubt she had one totally enthralled spectator. The heat of Rakahnja’s gaze scorched her skin.

Picking up the banana, she sensually rubbed the end through the honey coating her areola, circling one nipple and compressing it beneath the fruit before giving the other the same treatment. Each movement of the ripe fruit left a small trail through the thick substance.

Anita became completely engrossed in her erotic game. Her efforts were no longer only for her mysterious lover’s benefit, she was truly enjoying herself. After pleasuring her breasts, she slid the fruit over her abdomen, circling her navel then moving even lower. Teasing herself without mercy, she played around the edges of her pussy and into the crease of her thighs before spreading her folds once again. The warmth of the sun on her sticky skin touched her similar to the press of a hot body.

Throwing her head back, she closed her eyes and arched her back, moaning loudly. The tip of the banana sliding through the honey covering her clit was incredible, vastly different from the feel of her fingers or vibrator.

The meat of the banana on her flesh felt like the silky touch of a cock head teasing her sensitive nub. Sliding it lower still, Anita played at the entrance of her pussy. She didn’t try inserting the banana though. It was too soft for such play.

Lifting the fruit to her mouth, she painted her lips with the sweet combination of honey and her juices. She opened wide and deep-throated the treat similar to how she’d enjoy sucking on Rakahnja’s thick cock. Mmm…nice.

Her pussy clenched with the need to be filled. Keeping the banana in her mouth, Anita grasped her vibrator in the other hand and buried the toy between her wide-spread legs in one hard thrust. Knowing that she was being watched as she performed center stage of the sexy tableau added to the thrill firing her heated blood. She was enjoying her play, driving herself closer and closer to orgasm.

Finally, she twisted the end of the vibrator, needing the extra stimulation to drive her over the edge. The wonderful device had a little tongue near the base. It stroked her clit on every forward plunge, swamping her with delightful sensations as the broad head pulsated against her sweet spot.

She could feel Kahn moving closer, stalking her, but refused to look. Her eyes remained stubbornly clamped shut as she pleasured herself, silently begging him to join her efforts.