Nora’s Tale: 7 – I Take Levi in My Hands

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I could feel it moving in my grasp. Levi’s hand lay on top of mine, and underneath the stack, I felt it twitching against my palm. Even through his jeans, I could feel how hot and hard it was. I squeezed it a little tighter, watching Levi’s face for his reaction. His breath hitched, and he closed his eyes in a drawn-out blink. This made me smile so wide my cheeks hurt. “A little impatient, aren’t we?” he said in a breathless voice. “I’ve been waiting nearly a week to get my hands on you,” I murmured. “I’ve been very patient.” It may have been the same amount of time that I had known him, but I’d wanted him from the moment we had met. Now I was about to get what I wanted. I drummed my fingers against his encased cock with gentle pressure, and Levi let out a low grunt, gripping my hand tightly. “Yes you have, darling,” he said with a strained laugh. “Why don’t we find a more suitable place for you to study your first cock?” “What’s wrong with right here?” I whispered. “It was good enough for you when you made me come.” We were sitting at a booth in a dark corner of the bar. Mere minutes ago, Levi had been under the table – concealed by the gaudy strings of wooden beads hanging around the edges – lapping furiously at my pussy. “That’s because I know my way around a woman’s body,” he said. “I could make you come blindfolded with my hands tied behind my back.” I smiled indulgently at the thought. “I’m holding you to that.” Levi grinned back at me, wordlessly accepting my challenge. “You, on the other hand, have never even touched a penis before. I know how seriously you take your studies, and this should be no different. I’d like for us to both see what you’re doing.” He was right. I needed better lighting and spacing than this cramped booth could offer. A little more privacy wouldn’t hurt either. I’m sure Levi could tell the moment I had agreed with him, because he smiled at me. He pulled my hand from his crotch, and held it in his. “Let’s go exploring, Norrra,” he purred. We began to slide out of the booth, but I stopped just as he stood. “Can I have my panties back?” I asked. Levi laughed and shook his head. “They’re mine now,” he growled, patting the pocket of his pants. The idea of my warm, wet panties in his possession sent a thrill through me, giving me enough courage to climb out of the booth without any on under my short, tight dress. Levi gave me his arm, and we began to comb the bar slowly, looking for a decent place for me to pull out his cock. We both agreed that the bathrooms were a little too sketchy, so we ruled them out immediately. After a while, we found a decent place. What it was lacking in good lighting it made up for in every other area. Under a set of stairs leading to a restricted upper floor, we found several stacks of chairs. It was in a secluded zenci gaziantep escort section of the bar, and if we positioned the stacks properly, we could have complete privacy. Why we didn’t go home for this, I didn’t fully understand. But there was an unspoken agreement between Levi and I that neither of us wanted to leave yet. I had been so turned on by how Levi had made me come twice in public, and I wanted to do the same for him, even if there was less risk of being caught in our new location. Levi placed one of the chairs deep under the stairs and motioned for me to sit. I obliged, watching him carefully as he build a wall of chairs around us, blocking out the little light we had. When he was satisfied with his work, he walked straight over and stood in front of me. He was already very tall and I was quite short, but while I was sitting, his dark figure towered over me almost sinisterly. If the light hadn’t managed to catch his gentle smile, I might actually have been afraid. “Are you ready Norrra?” he asked me. I nodded, then whispered, “Yes,” in case he couldn’t see me. “Give me your hands.” I did, and Levi took one in each of his, stroking my knuckles with his thumbs. Very slowly, he pulled them towards his crotch. My fingers twitched with the need to touch him, and when I did, I let out a sigh. I heard Levi chuckle quietly. “If I didn’t know any better,” he whispered, “I’d think you were the one about to get the hand job.” I giggled, taking pains to keep it silent. Levi patted my hands, then let them go. I was now touching Levi’s bulge all on my own. With giddy excitement, I began to trace its outline, becoming more and more defined by the second. I smoothed my hands over him, up and down his sides, then with one hand, pressed gently up the front, lingering at the very tip. When I reached it, I felt his cock twitch, as if begging me to pull it out. I looked up at Levi, silently asking him the same thing. He gave a barely perceivable nod, and I proceeded to slowly unzip and unbutton his pants. I immediately seized his cock once more. Only held back by his boxers now, it had been given a little more room to spring forward, and my exploring fingers managed to trace even more of it than before. I was absolutely enamoured by this long, thick member in my tiny hands, and I hadn’t even gotten to the skin yet. “Am I taking too long?” I asked under my breath. “No, darling,” Levi replied just as quietly. “Whether it’s your first or your thousandths, always take your time. It’ll drive a man mad.” My fingers were absently tracing his head through his boxers now as I looked up at Levi. “You don’t seem to be very mad to me.” Levi laughed softly. “Believe me, Norrra,” he whispered gruffly. “I want to gaziantep zenci escort bayan lodge my cock deep in your throat right now and fuck it until it’s raw.” My fingers twitched involuntarily in my alarm, closing tighter around Levi’s dick. His declaration was frightening and sexy all at once, and I wasn’t sure how to feel. Levi grunted from my firm grip, and he let out a harsh laugh. “But I would never do that to you, darling,” he added tenderly. I let out a breath. I was confused again by the relief and disappointment battling inside me. I began to stroke Levi gently once more, and soon the cyclical movements calmed me into something of a trance. Levi was now shifting his weight between his feet, and I could just barely hear the muffled sounds of frustration that came from his lips. I knew that he had a great sense of self-control, and to see him so antsy from my stroking must have meant he was really, really ready for me to touch him. But Levi, being the gentleman he was, wouldn’t push me – he never had – and so he waited patiently for me to unveil his twitching cock. Lucky for him, seeing him all flustered made me want to give him what he wanted. Or rather, it pushed me to take what I wanted. I released his member – making Levi huff in apparent protest – before wiggling his jeans further down his legs. With a self-satisfied smile, I tucked a finger under the waistband of Levi’s boxers and batted my eyelashes up at him. “Can I take a peak?” I asked sweetly. Levi exhaled sharply. “Of course,” he said tolerantly. Still looking up into his face, I pulled my finger back, exposing his steaming hot cock to the ambient air. It was as if Levi and I were both holding our breath, and then slowly, I looked down inside his boxers, letting that breath out in a whoosh. Levi sighed in content, I supposed from the rush of hot air against his cock. The first thing I though was how big it looked. Of course, I had no way of knowing the proper proportions of a penis, and I couldn’t even see the whole thing since the base was hidden in the shadowy depths of his boxers. But as I pulled his final layer slowly down and away from his cock, it seemed like I would never get it free. Just as slowly, it was bowing to me, beckoning me forward to touch it. When it was fully exposed, the head was bouncing within an inch of my face. I looked up at Levi, biting my lip in anticipation. He smiled down at me, nodding slightly. “Go on, darling,” he whispered. “Take a good look.” I leaned back in my chair for a better view, trying to take in the veiny monster before me one detail at a time. It should be noted again that I’m a very small person – only five feet tall to Levi’s six-something. If Levi’s cock was indeed large, gaziantep zenci escort it looked even larger compared to my hands, defying gravity at a nearly forty-five degree angle upwards. I was amazed at how something so long – nearly the length of my forearm – could stand so straight all on its own. I wrapped my fingers gently around the base, unable to get them all the way around, but it allowed me to inspect it a little more closely. Strange how hard it is to look without touching – I wondered how Levi had managed for the past week with me. I loosened my grip and began to run my fingers up his shaft, feeling every bulging vein under the fingertips. I didn’t do this for very long, and Levi groaned when I released him once more, leaning in closer to inspect his undulated flesh with my eyes. The head was a reddish purple color, and it made me think of the wine Levi had been drinking earlier, or the shade of burgundy lipstick I was wearing. I carefully wrapped a thumb and forefinger around it, feeling where it met his shaft. There was a gathering of wrinkled skin here, pulled back from the swollen head. “This is your foreskin?” I asked. “Yes,” Levi said. “It’s not what I expected.” I had seen pictures in health class, of course, but none of them really compared. I used the wring of my fingers to slide it down, testing how stretchy it was. “Dear God, Norrra,” Levi hissed. He breathed deeply for a moment, then said, “It looks different when I’m soft.” Far from soft, he was harder than ever from this gentle tug. “Is that a sensitive spot?” I asked, pulling on it again. “Mmm,” Levi hummed in agreement. “Especially right under the head. That’s the frenulum.” With my other hand, I pressed a finger to the V-shaped crease under his head, where his skin was gathered. I traced the outline of it gently – back and forth – watching intently for Levi’s reaction. He moaned quietly, and I thought his eyes might have been closed. “Oh, darling,” he whispered. “You are a wonderful student.” I was very pleased hearing this, and I wanted to make him proud. My fingers began to wander once more, and I made sure to look up at Levi consistently to see the effect of touching each inch of my skin. He was right; I was a good student – at least in all other areas – and I used my scientific precision to test Levi now, making a catalog in my head. In addition to his frenulum, the rest of the ridge around his head was quite sensitive. Levi was very responsive to the underside of his cock as well. I ran my fingers along it, tracing the smoothness and causing him to mutter incomprehensibly. I experimented with different pressures, pushing a little harder with each stroke, until I heard Levi moan. “That’s it, darling,” he panted. A small pearly bead formed at his tip, oozing slowly out. Instinctually, I pressed a finger against it, then brought it closer to my face to inspect. It almost shimmered, I thought. I pressed my finger against my thumb and rubbed them together, feeling how sticky and viscous it was. This was pre-come, I knew that much. When my eyes returned to Levi’s cock, there was more of it waiting for me, and I rubbed it into his head, drawing circles of varying size.

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