Chapter Four

Eyelids fluttering open, Levi found himself stretched out on the leather chesterfield with his head couched in Alina’s soft lap. She was dreamily humming a hauntingly familiar tune as she gently played her clever fingers through his long, lanky hair.

“What was that?” He murmured sluggishly.

“Hmmmm, Darling?” Alina looked down at him with a relieved smile, “Sorry, I think maybe your blood sugar—”

“No, No. The tune…” Levi waved her concerns away but didn’t sit up. He hadn’t felt so comfortable or relaxed in forever and around a beautiful woman, no less. “What was that tune you were just humming?”

“Oh? It is from an old Russian Opera.” She replied and her radiant smile turned wistful again. “It is called ‘Boris Godunov.’ I attended a performance at the Mariinsky Theatre in St Petersburg many years ago.”

“Is it a love song?”

“You know it?” She asked but Levi shook his head. “It is Marina’s aria. She was the daughter of an important Polish Senator who fell in love with a young Muscovite prince. I found it to be very moving.”

Alina looked off into the distance and hummed a few more bars in her sweet, melodic voice. All Levi could do was stare entranced at her arresting face, when it wasn’t being eclipsed by the heavy swell of her generous bosom. It tickled at the back of his sleep-addled mind and stirred up unexpected emotions.

“Oh, Darling. It seems that you also found it… rousing.” Alina giggled, looking down at Levi’s body with flushing cheeks.

He shifted a fraction, uncertain of her meaning then Levi felt it. His dick was erect, very erect, and pressed hard against the thin cotton of his trousers.

“Oh gawd! I–I… ummm, I’m so sorry, Ms Makarova!”

He tried to sit up in panic but Alina pressed a firm hand to his skinny chest and cupped his cheek in a warm palm. Levi’s heart was racing again and all the blood drained from his face in horror but Alina merely shushed and cooed at him as though she were trying to calm a spooked horse.

“Shhh~ Darling, there is no need for your sorry.” She breathed, her hand caressing his chest through his shirt. “You are a young man, energetic and virile. Poor Alina knows this is true.”

“N–no, It’s just that I–” Levi’s words were cut off when she placed a single long finger over his babbling lips.

“Such kind and handsome men like you have needs, Darling. All good Russian women are taught this thing too.” She crooned, bending down to place a soft peck upon his brow. It pushed her incredible cushiony breasts against the sides of Levi’s skull and his aching cock lurched in his pants.

“Look how it twitches. So big, long and hard.” She continued, her tongue darting out to moisten her plump, ruby lips. Only inches away from his own. “Does not your girlfriend bring you enough relief? Such a strong, fine man like you requires regular release to stay healthy and fit.”

“I don’t have a girlfrie–mmmnph~!” Levi’s muzzled words were completely cut off when Alina slid her forefinger into his mouth and he automatically closed his lips around it.

Her invading digit tasted like a freshly plucked pear, mellow but delicious.

“Darling, I cannot believe it when you speak such far-fetched words.” Her exotic accent coated each purring syllable like honey as the delicate hand on his chest was drifting lower, migrating south across his belly seeking decidedly warming climes. “You are, how do they say? A catch. A hunk. A generous, sensitive soul who has been so kind to this old widow.”

Levi wanted to tell Alina that she didn’t look old at all. That she could have any man she wanted if she didn’t cloister herself away in her large, lakeside mansion. She was brilliantly beautiful and completely beguiling and Levi was anything but. Despite the, admittedly flattering, things she said to him.

Instead he sucked on her flavorsome finger and trembled slightly under her tantalizing touch.

No woman had ever touched Levi this way before.

One time in middle school an older girl named Tamara Hatcher had dragged him behind the school gymnasium and demanded to see his pecker then laughed at him until he cried after her friends had jumped out of the bushes to taunt him mercilessly.

Those boner wilting memories were immediately vanquished when Alina’s questing hand reached and skillfully stroked his rigid length through his increasingly tight slacks.

“Please forgive poor Alina, Darling.” She moaned huskily, unzipping his fly and freeing his throbbing tumescence. “She has been alone for so long and you are such a… a Stud. Yes, a Stud. So much that she cannot control herself any longer.”

With that she leaned over, covering Levi with her voluptuous figure and kissed the crown of his hard, pulsating cock with her plush, cherry lips.

“Hnnnmph~!” He grunted as Alina’s immense tits flattened against his stomach, pancaking within the summer dress and apron, ballooning outwards until a scandalous amount of bare, evidently braless, side-boob was pushed out on display.

She kept one dainty hand over his mouth as her other gripped and pumped his base, jacking him with languid upward squeezing strokes towards her enchanting face. Then her hot tongue lashed out and circled around his tip, lathering the sensitive underside with lingual affection until Levi's head spun and his toes curled in his sneakers.

“Mmmhmmm… I have not tasted a man in many years, Darling.” Alina purred, looking back up the length of his prone body as she continued to stroke and tease his stiffness. “Please… just relax and let me do this for you. Your poor Alina only wants you to feel good, yes?”

His Alina?

Levi didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know what to do with his hands which were clenched into nervous fists down at his sides. He wanted to warn her that he was a virgin. To ask her to slow down and talk to him about this…

“M–Ms Makarova. A–Alina, I…ummm, I don’t think–Gah!”

He gasped in sensual shock as Alina stuck out her pink tongue and licked a wet trail of thrilling ecstasy from his balls to his tip then slurped his entire engorged manhood into her pretty mouth and down her hot, wet throat in a smooth, sinful motion.

"Mmmmwah~!" Alina popped her mouth off his turgid cock with a lip-smacking sound of relish, her hand jerking his slickened flesh at a hungry pace. "You taste amazing, Darling. I cannot help myself, it has been too long. Alina needs to taste your hunky manseed!"

Her gliding hand felt so small around his adamantine girth. It made Levi feel huge in her teasing, coaxing grasp. He wanted to wail and buck his hips as Alina vacuumed his bulging cockhead all the way back to the entrance to her tight milf throat again.

She began bobbing her beautiful blonde head. Seductively taking inch, after added inch of his iron-clad length back into her gagging esophagus with each new tonsil battering plunge.

Alina's glorious mass of long glossy, golden hair pooled in Levi’s lap. Framing his jutting hardness in a lake of liquid sunshine and tickling his throbbing balls. The sight was dazzling and her hair felt impossibly soft against his sensitive skin.

Alina stopped her rhythmic sucking when she saw his awestruck expression and smirked wickedly, gathering up her voluminous locks and wrapping them around the trunk of his rigidity.

"Does this feel good, Darling? Your Alina worshiping you with her beauty? Offering every paltry part of herself to you?" She asked, pumping great fistfuls of her silky hair up and down Levi's spasming member. “Make me your woman, Levi and you can possess every part of me, Levi. You only need to ask.”

“I–I couldn’t…” Levi struggled to speak. “You don’t want…”

“I don’t want what? Should I not want this strong Lion I see before me?” Alina murmured and stooped to lick up the bead of white forming on his quivering tip. “I am not so old that my eyesight is dim, Darling.”

She was so gorgeous and willing and all but begging him to take her. Levi warred with himself, with the awful feeling that he didn’t deserve such a bright diamond of womanhood.

But Alina’s warm attentive touch, the nearly frictionless sensation of her brilliant hair encompassing his raging erection, the pleading adoration in her captivating emerald eyes all sapped him of any strength to fight back.

"It makes me so happy when you look at me like that." Alina moaned, her thick lashes fluttering. “No man makes me feel the way you do, darling Levi. No man has treated me so well. Please let this poor widow attend to your virile manly urges.”

Her free hand caressed his cheek lovingly as the other picked up its pumping pace. Jeezus… Levi had never been so hard in his life and the way she gracefully rolled her wrist and twisted her grip had him ready to launch like a Saturn V rocket.

His blood was boiling in his veins and his swollen balls ached viciously for release. The inside of his mouth still tasted like the creamy treat she had fed him as he gulped in audible arousal. Levi wanted to cum, he needed to cum, if only because this earthbound angel was imploring him for his hot, sticky load.

…but something was restraining him from reaching that climactic release.

“I–I want to… I want to c–cum but….” Levi almost sobbed as his hip began thrusting up into her gloriously firm, quickening strokes and gliding golden tresses. “But I–”

“Take my hand, Levi.” Alina crooned, tracing her nails down his arm. “Be my brave Lion and guide your silly Alina for your pleasure. Show me how best to please my man.”

Then she took his shaking hand and placed squarely atop her pretty skull before diving down and shlorping half of his rocky shaft back into her scalding throat again.

“Oh gaaawd~! Holy shit… hrrnnngh! A–Alina!”

Levi stared slack jawed as his gorgeous Russian neighbor pressed her palm down over his and **** him to push her plump suckling lips down his rapturous erection.

Then Alina began to hum…

He wasn’t sure how she managed with so much of his meaty member obscuring her windpipe and it took Levi a few wide-eyed moments to recognize the tune through the waves of reverberating pleasure it sent crashing through his core.

It was Marina’s aria.

That poignant, evocative melody that had sounded so familiar when Levi awoke from his unexpected nap a few minutes ago.

It plucked at the strings of his soul and opened a wellspring of heated longing in his faltering heart. It stirred the chicken soup of his timid soul and dredged up a mess of tangled emotions but one fact outshone everything else.

Levi needed Alina as much as he needed his next lungful of air.

“Oh f–fuck, Alina that’s feels fucking incredible!” He grunted, bringing his other hand around to join the first in gripping her rapidly bobbing head. “Don’t stop… aaahha~! I’m so fucking close.”

The curvy blonde knockout’s tongue was a warm damp landing strip for his plunging manmeat to barrel down into the slick, rippling confines of her gulping throat. Her fist still stroked and squeezed his base in a thick, lustrous coil of her preposterously silken hair.

Spittle and pearly precum drooled from her pillowy, cock-sucking lips and leaked down into his lap. There, the golden lake of Alina’s curling locks seemed to absorb it, growing shiny wet and glossier rather than clumping or matting. As though every tiny part of the incredible, exotic lady–down to the individual strands of her hair–was created to drink Levi’s spouting lust and be further enhanced by it.

“Mmmmmhmmm~!” Alina hummed a few more musical bars as though Levi’s wildly thrusting member were a kazoo.

By all the gods in heaven, Levi wanted this wonderful, compassionate woman. His heart burned for her as another emotion unwound itself from the knotted ball laying heavy in his belly.

Levi wanted to protect her. He wanted to guard this precious, cum-gargling flower from a wicked world that ground him down a little more every day with its endless supply of vicious, entitled monsters.

A lance of molten anger pierced Levi as he pistoned his flexing hips faster into that perfect, exquisite face with those transfixing emerald eyes gazing worshipfully back at him. He would be her Lion, for a woman such as this Levi knew he could banish his crippling insecurities and be the righteous enforcer who would put all the Britneys, Carmens and Kimmys of the world in their proper places.

The dam within Levi that had been holding him back crumbled then burst just as Alina’s rolling tongue, magical humming and greedily swallowing throat all reached their carnal crescendo.

“Jeezus, fuck! I’m cumming, Alina!” Levi wailed, cramming his rampaging length as deep into her ravishing maw as he could then erupted. “I’m cuuumming~!”

His balls bucked like broncos as Levi unleashed a cannonade of blistering baby batter directly into the moaning milfs hungry belly. His vision blurred as he held her there–impaled upon his geysering magnitude with her ecstatically moaning lips kissing his pelvis–and poured a river of his liquid love into her gorgeous writhing body.

The glorious moment stretched out in a timeless infinity and when Levi finally came back to himself enough to release his **** grip on Alina's luxurious hair, he left utterly, gratifyingly empty.

“Oooh… Alina.” He groaned, words failing him as he labored for breath. “Alina, Alina Alina…”

Levi had expected his new lover to come up gasping for air but she didn’t.

The ravenous Russian minx took her time gulping and milking at his hypersensitive manhood until she was certain she had coaxed every last spurt out of him before finally slurping her back up his tingling shaft with a naughty giggle.

“What’s so funny?” He asked, admiring her joyful smile as she daintily dabbed at the sticky mess of juices glistening on her elegant chin.

“It is nothing, my Darling Levi. I am just so happy.” She replied, blushing girlishly as she used the hem of the apron to clean her face. “You finally called me by my first name.”

Oh, he had done that. He couldn’t rightly remember why he had been such a stickler about it before.

“It is a beautiful name.” He said as she leaned back up into her seated position and nestled his head firmly back into her lap. “If Levi means ‘Lion’, what does Alina stand for?”

“It means ‘Bright and Beautiful’, Darling.” She purred, beginning to run her long nails through his hair again. “It is silly–”

“No, it’s perfect.” He rumbled approvingly, her massaging touch felt very good on his scalp. “It suits you down to a tee.”

“Thank you, my Lion.”

Levi closed his eyes and enjoyed her gentle petting. He would be her lion and protect her because Alina was all of those things.

Bright and beautiful and all his now.

…and Levi would make sure that nobody could hurt Alina or himself ever again.

Gosh but he was feeling thoroughly drained. As though he had dropped twelve fluid ounces of water weight into his new woman’s sexy body. It nearly seemed unnatural to cum so hard and long.

It had been amazing but…

“Alina…”

“Yes, Darling?”

“I’m feeling pretty spent,” Levi stretched out a little more, enjoying her soothing touch. “Can you get me something to drink?”

“Of course, my Lion. I have iced tea chilling in the refrigerator. I will fetch you a glass.” She looked pleased and bent down to kiss on the brow again. “Is there anything else I can do for my strong, handsome Man?”

“Maybe something to eat. Got any more of the pudding cake? That was really good.” He added and cracked an eye open when Alina let out an almost sexual moan of satisfaction.

“My Ptichye Moloko? I’m so pleasured to hear that, Darling. Lay down and relax, your Alina will take good care of you.”

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