Caressing Love — Thor and Isabella
Loving desire
They kissed each other. Thor now began to move his lips and Isabella adapted. He kissed demanding and pushed her backwards against the wall. His hands wrapped around her hips and slid over her lower back. Isabella opened her lips and dared to slide her tongue over Thor’s lower lip. Thor groaned and opened his mouth. He slid a hand down her neck and increased the pressure of his kiss. Their tongues danced together, fencing a fierce battle. The kiss grew more passionate until Thor slowly moved from her lips to her neck, leaving a hot trail of kisses in his wake. Gently, he bit her neck. Meanwhile, his hands slid over her dress, looking for a way to undo it. Finally he got hold of the bow and pulled on it. He untied the strings and the dress fell to the floor.
Isabella stood naked in front of him. Her cheeks were red and her breathing was rapid. Her eyes darted to the sleeping places. She braced herself against Thor and pushed him backward toward one of the camps. He let her do it to him and sat down when he felt the frame against his knees. All Isabella could think about anymore was touching him. She wanted to feel his skin on hers. Wide-legged, she sat down on his lap and Thor sucked in a sharp breath. Isabella reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Fahrig she let her hands slide over his muscular torso.
Then she leaned forward again and kissed him. While they were engrossed in the stormy kiss, Thor grabbed Isabella’s hips and buttocks. He applied pressure and she relaxed her muscles to let Thor’s movements guide her. Slowly he guided her hips forward and backward so that her center moved back and forth on his. She understood and didn’t stop as Thor’s hands moved to her breasts.
As his fingers closed tightly around her buds she moaned at the arousing pain in the kiss and pressed down on Thor’s center. He groaned as she felt him hard beneath her. Carefully she moved on top of him and rubbed against him and his moans gave her courage. She gyrated her hips and moved incessantly. Thor sucked her lower lip between his teeth and bit down. Isabella moaned. She loved this little pain. Then suddenly he grabbed her and turned with her on the bed so that she was now lying wide-legged under him. Her lips parted and Thor looked down at her body. Arousal reigned in his eyes and Isabella tracked him with her gaze as his face moved to her breasts. He started sucking on her buds and took his time kissing her breasts.
After a while he slid down and began kissing his way to her belly button. Isabella arched her back and quivered with desire. What was he up to? Thor kept moving down and reached the area below her belly button. Surely he wasn’t planning to…? His kisses moved lower. “Oh God,” it flashed through Isabella’s mind as she realized what Thor was up to. Did he really want to? Thor began to kiss her inner thigh. She was now completely exposed in front of him and he had a clear view of her wet center. Isabella’s face flushed and she suddenly felt uncomfortable. She braced herself on her elbows and looked down at him. Thor noticed her tension. His gaze lingered for a moment right on her center.
Then he looked into her eyes while taking deep breaths and absorbing her scent. “You are beautiful,” he said in a throaty voice. Isabella could not believe her ears. This wild, rough, aloof Northman was between her legs, calling her beautiful… Before Isabella knew how to respond, Thor lowered his head. His lips touched her center. This soft, warm touch made Isabella forget any doubt. Thor spread her legs even wider and ran his tongue through her wet cleft. Isabella’s eyes snapped open and she moaned loudly. She stared at Thor. His lips and tongue were wet with her juices. He looked up and licked his lips with pleasure. Then he lowered his mouth to her center again. He licked her in places that drowned her with endless lust and soaked up every bit of her juice as if it were his lifeblood.
Isabella moaned loudly and moved under him but he held her tight and continued kissing her. His hands slid to her breasts, over her belly and under her ass where he gripped firmly. Isabella loved the sweet pain mixed with the incredible feeling that spread inside her when Thor licked her. Finally he moved his hands to her middle. With one hand he spread her outer lips and lowered his lips to a very specific spot just above her cleft. His finger he pushed to her hole and while penetrating her like this he sucked hard on the little pearl.
Isabella exploded. Astonished, she cried out and arched towards him. Thor did not let go, relentlessly sucking and moving his finger inside her. Waves of ecstasy rippled through Isabella’s body, taking everything with them. Her center spasmed, her whole body tensed, and she clawed at her sheets. “Ahh,” she cried out loudly, arching her back. Thor let out a rumble, only driving Isabella more insane. Slowly the waves began to subside and her body jerked. Thor stopped sucking and raised his head, his finger still sunk into her. Only slowly did Isabella catch her breath. Thor pushed himself up beside her and then on top of her so that she could look into his beautiful face.
Very slowly, Isabella caught her breath again. She couldn’t believe that he had actually done that. He had brought her delight down there first with his mouth. Unbelievable! Thor looked at her. She couldn’t guess what he was thinking. But one thing she knew: he had said she was beautiful. While he had lain between her legs. Isabella turned on her side to look him right in the face. Meanwhile, Thor took the blanket and pulled it over them both. Isabella did not know what to say. She didn’t want to ruin this moment with words. She didn’t even know how she should have started, she was speechless. Her cheeks were still glowing. While she was facing Thor and looking at him, he leaned forward a little to kiss her. Briefly, Isabella hesitated. Was it strange to kiss him now? After he had her down there… Thor noticed her uncertainty. “You’ll like it,” he said softly in his unique raspy voice and a cheeky grin.
A shiver ran down Isabella’s spine and, smiling, she bridged the distance between their lips. It was not a brisk kiss, it was gentle and calm. Slowly she opened her mouth and their tongues met in the middle. She could taste herself. And Thor was right, It was kind of erotic. She liked it. She felt wicked and as barbaric as Thor was. She did him justice with his depravity. And she enjoyed it. After a while, they disengaged from each other. “And, you liked it — didn’t you?” asked Thor. Isabella blushed. “You are so… barbaric,” she said, laughing. Saying it made her uncomfortable. “Oh thank you, that’s a great compliment for me,”
Thor grinned at her. He pulled her close and brought his mouth close to her ear. “And part of you is, too, Isabella. Part of you is just as barbaric. And only the gods know how big that part is,” he whispered. It coursed through Isabella’s entire body and faster than she could look, goosebumps crept up her arms. She buried her face against his neck and closed her eyes. He was right… again!
Thor rose and undressed completely. Isabella could not take her eyes off his big manhood. It had been a long time since she had seen him naked. Thor could feel her admiring gaze and looked at her inquiringly mischievously “You are really beautiful and so big” she replied lustfully.
He got back on the bed with her — between her still spread legs — and bent over her to kiss her neck. She felt his stiff member in front of her already extremely wet womanhood. She interrupted his kissing and asked him: “Come inside me! I want to know what it’s like to have him inside me.” “Do you really want that?” he asked lovingly, though he could already see the answer by her eager look. She wanted more. She wanted to finally make love to him and receive the consummation of her desire.
Without answering, she brought her hand to his member, caressed it tenderly, and then slowly took it completely in her hand. She led him almost impatiently in front of her womanhood, so that his glans just dipped into her wetness. At this invitation, even Thor could no longer resist. “Alright” and Thor penetrated with his privates very slowly and tenderly — full of desire yet controlled — deeper and deeper into her wet vagina. Isabella moaned softly full of desire. His member slid in and out of her wet vagina, slowly accelerating. He cradled Isabella in gentle but demanding lovemaking.
This drove Isabella more and more crazy. She sought Thor’s mouth to kiss him passionately and he returned this with only more loving and arousing kisses on her breasts and a wilder rhythm. Isabella braced herself to take him deeper and moaned more and more. She grew louder and cried out between his particularly powerful and deep thrusts. After one particularly nice thrust she moaned, “Ooh Thor, you are so incredibly beautiful to feel…”.
After a few more powerful thrusts she was ready, writhing under him and her abdomen twitching. “Oooooh! Yes. Yes!” she almost screamed out loud and arched her back again. This demanded everything from Thor and after one last thrust deep inside Isabella, he poured his warm seed into Isabella with a contented rumble, who took it all too eagerly. “You are so beautiful” Thor almost moaned, lying down next to her and taking her in his arms. She was happy and exhausted. She closed her eyes — finally she had been able to feel him, and she felt it leaking out of her vagina that he was pouring quite a lot of himself into her. With these thoughts, she fell asleep quickly, satisfied.
