Moonlight spotlight: Act two (R-18)

Two pairs of locked eyes shine together under the moonlight. Kael's face has a kind and gentle expression. It is not his signature mature calming smile. Instead, it is the smile he would wear when he was a child, one intent on disarming its target.

Melinda's eyes are wide in surprise. Kael's desire to reciprocate is nothing new to Melinda. Kael would return any good deed with another. Instead, it is the unfolding situation that scares her.

She has no sensible justification for continuing the scene, as she had already pulled Kael from his despair. Any more action would only serve to gratify herself. She needs to cancel the ensuing play.

"No, we should stop here."

Kael's expression turns infant-like. Beady violet eyes bore into Melinda's soul. "Why not?"

"It would be wrong."

Shock flashes across Kael's face before distress replaces it. "So, what we did was wrong?"

Melinda realizes she just flubbed her words. She quickly reinvents the meaning of her last statement. "No, what we did was perfectly fine."

Melinda inwardly curses herself after saying this. "I meant it's wrong to stay up so late. We should go to bed."

"But, I'm not tired while I'm like this," Kael makes a slight nod to his erect penis. "Also, I don't want to end the night without making you feel good too."

Melinda realizes she had been absentmindedly stroking Kael's still active penis during the conversation. She cannot believe he is still going strong, but she does not have the stamina to satisfy him again. No matter how much she enjoyed the previous act, her jaw and arms protest further action.

Perhaps, if she lets Kael take the lead, he might tire out before they go too far. Also, if he didn't enjoy it, it would help him calm down.

She knows that her rationalizations are absurd and just a tiny gnawing voice in her head. Still, she feels that her control of the play could stop and derail it at any moment.

She shyly covers her chest with her unoccupied arm. "Well, alright. But we have to go to bed after your done, okay?"

"Okay, Mama." Kael looks ecstatic. He lifts himself into a sitting position. The shift causes Melinda to release her grip on his shaft. Melinda looks down at his erection, her hand feeling cold without his heat.

"Um, maybe you should pull your pants up, Kael," Melinda says, worrying about how comfortable Kael is with his nudity in front of her.

Kael looks puzzled but unashamed. "I don't know if it will fit."

Melinda internally chides herself and curses his nonchalance. His gravity-defying schlong serves as a constant distraction for her. Her shifty gaze tries to look anywhere but at Kael's cock.

Kael scoots closer on his knees. Both of them are standing on their knees, mere inches apart. He asks, "So what should I do now?"

"Well, I guess I'll lie down and… expose myself for you." Melinda looks down and blushes at the end of her statement.

The two actors swap places on the stage. At the head of the bed, Melinda looks uneasy as she stands up on the bed and bends down to reach for the hem of her black nightgown.

She clutches it before looking at Kael. After seeing his rapt attention on her, she worries what Kael will think of her body.

It has been over two decades since she last showed her naked body to anyone. She always wears loose clothing to cover her body because she is ashamed of it. Her infertility is one part of her shame, and the lack of this innate feature makes her view her body as imperfect.

She bites the bullet and pulls her nightgown up over her head, raising the curtain covering her body for Kael to see. Melinda's undressing seems to unfold in slow motion for Kael.

First to take the stage are her legs. Fit and slender calves transition to shapely thighs. The entire length is smooth and seems to go on forever. Her ivory thighs lightly press together, but there is a small gap just below her crotch.

Black lace panties hug close to her body. The curves around her hips suggest a well-endowed rear and provoke animalistic desires. The spot around Melinda's vagina seems slightly darker, but it might also be a trick of the dim light.

Kael does not have time to linger as the next act is already underway. The rising hem reveals a slightly defined but otherwise flat abdomen. Past the hips, her waist curves inward toward an inward-facing navel.

Finally, Melinda lifts the nightgown past her chest. There is no bra, unlike her crotch. An apt description for the two orbs on her chest is stacked. Gravity pulls down on her breasts, so it curves to her sternum. They expand out a bit beyond the frame of her body. Pointed pink nipples, slightly larger than eyes, perk and stare towards Kael's face.

When the nightgown is above Melinda's head, her body is completely exposed. Her long slender arms perfectly accompany the shape of her legs.

Melinda does not give Kael long to savor her body and adopts a shy posture. She quickly takes the ball that is her nightgown and covers her chest with it. Her left knee overlaps her right as her hips wiggle.

Melinda finds it hard to bear her embarrassment and scrunches up. Kael's unspoken opinion of her body, no longer in its prime, weighs down on her.

She wishes Kael could see her body when she was younger rather than her current presentation. She hesitates to check on Kael. There is a dreadful silence from her struggle to look up. Kael frees her from her dilemma.

Kael never once admired the beauty of a woman before. Yet, something within him stirs as he looks upon the specimen in front of him. "Beautiful," Kael utters.

She finally focuses on Kael and sees a warm and gentle smile. The passionate eyes from before are gone, leaving an affectionate and unjudging look is in its place.

Kael's expression relaxes Melinda, and she feels giddy from his words. A blush across her cheeks paints a picture of a shy girl in front of her lover.

"Really?"

"Yes, you're perfect. Don't hide," Kael encourages.

The words of support from the sole person in her heart bring forth pleasant feelings. She slowly grips her dress before dropping it at her side.

One of her arms cannot help but cover her nipples. The other arm goes across her belly. She continues to twist and turn, unable to stand still.

Kael stands up to match her. His sword stands tall and proud and rubs against her belly as Kael closes in. He reaches up with his right hand and affectionately rubs her head.

The gesture coaxes Melinda out of her shell. Her arms fall to her side, and her body stills as she leans into his loving hand.

"What now?" Kael asks softly. Drawn in by the romantic stage, the low timbre of his voice mesmerizes Melinda, unlike ever before.

Melinda breaks from the contact, conscious of the sword rubbing her navel. She sits on the bed in preparation for what's to come.

She loops her thumbs through the sides of her panties and pulls them off, tossing them on her dress. Her body leans back, exposing her lower regions.

Despite not being sexually active, her lower regions are free of hair. Even if she knows no one will see it, she grooms herself in an attempt to make her feel more beautiful.

Her pussy lips are like her recent personality, shy and reserved. The outer lips come together, leaving only a slit visible. The only way to view the flower yet to bud within would be to spread them open. Her pussy is still a little slick from earlier.

Kael gets on his knees and elbows to get a closer look. Melinda accommodates him by spreading her legs out. When Kael leans forward, Melinda puts a hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"Wait, Kael." Melinda knows she cannot prevent the inevitable. However, she will make the most of her lead role. "I need to teach you about the female genitals."

Melinda spreads open her outer lips with her left hand to reveal the hiding sister within. Little pink curtains decorate the opening of Melinda's chasm.

"Pay attention, Kael." Melinda begins her explanation, pointing with her right hand to indicate the current subject. A furious blush across her face as she does so. "The part that covers my vagina is called the labia. It has an outer part here and an inner one here."

"The large opening down here is my vagina. When you have sex, the penis goes in here. Above it is my urethra. You have to be careful to avoid this hole during sex."

"Finally, this is my clitoris. It is like the female equivalent of the head of your penis. It gives women pleasure when you rub it, but because of its sensitivity, you need to start gently and slowly warm your partner up."

Kael does not expect Melinda's complicated explanation. After all, his genitals only have one area of focus. Nonetheless, Kael makes careful note of Melinda's instructions.

The tiny dark hole below the designated area calls his attention. However, he refocuses his attention on the subject of his lesson. Only a mental note in the back of his mind serves as a memory of the moment.

His face leans in closer, and her scent wafts into his nose. He flares his nostrils like a hound searching for food.

He feels a throbbing sensation from below, begging to be the first to sample the meal in front of him. Ignoring it, he closes in on the source of the aroma. The sweet bouquet intoxicates him, and he needs to know if it will taste just as good.

Melinda watches her son's approach. The intensity of the starved look on his face is more focused than any other she had seen before.

As the subject of his gaze, her nether regions heat up and leak more liquid. The potency of her scent increases, and Kael lunges forward, unable to resist.

His rough tongue slides upwards across the entire length of Melinda's spread slit and flicks her bean, disregarding her earlier tales of caution. The lick captures beads of moisture around her labia, which then spread across his tongue.

Kael's pupils dilate in response to the magnificent flavor. In all his years of cooking, he has never once encountered a taste so divine. Kael has a new favorite snack.

Melinda, sensitive from the earlier build-up, is unprepared for the sudden bout of pleasure. Kael's lick scratched her bothersome itch, causing her to lose her composure. She arches her back and also flings her arms to her sides to grasp ahold of the bedsheets.

"OHH!" Melinda moans out loudly.

Melinda's cries raise concern in Kael and pull him from his reverie. He looks up at his mother and asks, "Mama, are you alright? Did I hurt you?"

Deep involuntary pants come out of Melinda's mouth, preventing her from immediately responding. Kael raises himself to look down on her, his eyes worriedly looking her over.

Melinda calms herself and looks back at Kael. "I'm okay. I'm a little sensitive tonight. Just start gentler."

"Okay." Kael lowers himself back down. He feels nervous and hesitantly sticks his tongue out. Remembering Melinda's words, Kael starts slow and gives gentle licks around the vulva to warm her up. His eyes constantly strain upward to check on her expression.

The slow massaging motions on the less sensitive skin around her vulva set Melinda at ease. The light wet caress tickles and warms her. Her hands are no longer tightly gripping at her side, and she can maintain a gaze on Kael. The dedication on his face sets her heart aflutter.

His tongue bends back and forth along the sides of her vulva. He gives careful attention to each side, tracing an arch to switch between the two. Sometimes Kael closes his mouth to refresh the coat on his tongue.

His hands feel idle at his sides, so he places them on Melinda's inner thighs and spreads her thighs apart. His left masculine hand provides round stroking motions to make her blood flow more readily. His right dedicates itself to spreading open Melinda's slit.

Melinda's vagina twitches, begging for the attention of the person in front of it. More of Melinda's luscious scent floats into Kael's nose, drawing his attention towards it. His tongue's licks slowly move inward until they contact her folds.

Once again, Kael's tongue finds the trace amounts of the divine nectar from earlier. Kael holds himself back from rushing to devour everything from the source. Instead, he works on warming up Melinda's labia.

The slow pleasure teases Melinda, heightening her senses in anticipation. She is just as greedy as Kael, if not more so. She wants him to ravage her with his slow manly tongue, to excavate out her depths. She has never felt so wet before as liquid continues to gather within.

As Kael licks her labia, he notices Melinda's bean peeking out at him. He inwardly remarks how cute and shy it looks. He leans up and gives it a gentle kiss. The pleasurable sensation of Kael's soft lips makes Melinda's insides sing.

His tongue reaches out to kiss it next. Melinda's bean dances with the tip of his tongue, getting coated in the process. She slowly arches her back due to the pleasure. Melinda curses her sensitivity inwardly. None of her previous sexual experiences was ever this enjoyable.

Kael's lips wrap around her clitoris and lightly suck, coating it more with his saliva. Melinda can hear light suckling sounds, but her eyes are no longer on Kael. She has to look at the ceiling to avoid being overwhelmed by the sexual stimulation.

Kael ramps up his suction, and short gasps force themselves out of her mouth. Her clitoris is so engorged it feels like it is about to burst.

Kael's tongue begins to miss the taste of her cave's juices. However, his ears only desire the sounds coming from Melinda's open mouth. Her swaying mounds occupy the focus of his violet pupils. All of his senses continuously demand Kael's efforts to gratify, not to mention the anger of his erect dragon below.

Kael's mouth stops sucking and moves lower to her cave. Melinda relaxes, believing she has a short reprieve. She does not notice a hand absent from her right thigh until her body is once again arched. She is left gasping like a fish on land.

Kael's forefinger and thumb pinch and rub her clitoris. Two strangers grind it from both sides, replacing the one dance partner of the past.

The previous dance partner changes professions to an excavator. Kael's tongue pushes into her cave and begins to dig out its walls. He roams all across the interior, picking up as many beads of dew as he can. Melinda's ecstasy drowns out the tickling of his hot breath.

In her vagina, Kael's tongue swaps between flicking, scraping, and pistoning. He imprints in his mind how Melinda writhes to each of his movements. He repeats his actions to confirm how to control his brand new puppet.

As time passes, Melinda's mind turns to a haze. She cannot believe how her sweet innocent boy could play her so easily. If Kael forces the play to its conclusion, she would be unable to resist. Not a single part of her body can remain still.

Her arms swap between gripping at her sides and grabbing the headboard above her head. Sometimes her legs wrap around Kael's back, and other times they elongate with arched toes. Her head twists from side to side, and it takes all of her willpower to keep her moans from sounding out.

The increasing intensity of Kael's movements keeps Melinda tense. Pressure continues to build up within. Soon, the dam bursts, and Melinda convulses.

No breath comes out at the height of her pleasure. Kael can feel the vibrations of her shaking body and sees her full breasts jiggling along.

He worries he went too far, so he releases Melinda's genitals and retracts his head. He stands up to make sure he can see all of Melinda.

Abruptly, her body collapses back onto the bed. After her climax, she finally starts taking in oxygen. With her body completely relaxed, she turns her head towards Kael.

The first thing Melinda sees is Kael's worried expression. She smiles when she inwardly remarks how much this child seems to worry for her.

The second thing Melinda sees takes away her smile. Melinda hoped one round of oral would be enough to satisfy Kael. However, Kael's throbbing cock shatters her delusions.