Yes, I will be your concubine

"Yes, I will become your concubine, Aknamar," you say, shivering in anticipation. This is nothing like what you thought it would be. You long for his touch, and crave the feelings and desires that will come with them. You don't know if you love this man. He is your grandfather after all, but right now you're too horny to think clearly about that or what it will mean. Aknamar is eager as well as his eyes focus into narrow points, his pupils going wide. A soft gasp escapes your lips as you unconsciously take a step back.

"No escaping now," Aknamar says, his voice coming out as a growl. He closes the distance between you in an instant, grabbing your neck and pulling you in for a fierce kiss. Your knees go weak and you let out a moan. You reach up and wrap your arms around his neck, returning his kiss with a passion that surprises you. Aknamar's hands drop lower, running down your sides, the fabric of your clothes keeping him from touching your skin. You've never hated clothes more than you do right now. Aknamar seems to agree as his thumbs work at the fastenings for your clothes. You eagerly join him and between the two of you, your clothes soon drop to the floor, leaving you standing naked before your grandfather.

You shiver in anticipation as Aknamar drinks in your naked form. He stares at you, his eyes running up and down your body. You shift nervously. Your pussy is leaking, the fluid running down your legs, making your lust apparent. Aknamar steps closer, running his fingers gently across your skin. You moan again, turning your face away and blushing furiously. He chuckles as he grabs your shoulder and pulls you closer to him. His fingers have found your slit and he gently brushes against your clit. You gasp, your legs buckling as a wave of pleasure assaults your body and mind. If Aknamar hadn't held you so tightly you would've fallen to the ground.

"Please," you whimper, your hips thrusting toward him. Aknamar chuckles again and gently kisses your neck. He trails kisses from your collarbone to your earlobe, which he gently takes in his teeth and nibbles on. You can't handle it anymore and leap into the air. You wrap your legs around him and pull him in for a passionate kiss. Aknamar's hands grip your ass tightly, holding you tightly as he carried you back toward the bed and throws you down onto the mattress. You squeal, reminded again of that boar you were chasing in your dream, except now you are not the hunter, but the prey.

"I love the sounds you make," Aknamar says as he removes his shirt. He lets it fall to the floor and then begins working his belt. You bite your lip, your eyes glued to his crotch. Your heart beats faster and your breath catches in your throat as his pants clear his hips and tumble to the ground. You gas for breath as you get your first look at his cock. It's long and thick. Smaller than yours had been as a male, but as a woman it almost seems too big. A flicker of fear slithers through your mind as you suddenly realize what's going to happen. He's going to stick that thing inside of you.

You'd never given much thought to how it felt to be penetrated. As a male, all you cared about was taking pleasure. Sure, your mom told you to worry about the woman's pleasure too, and you always hoped that they would enjoy it, but at the end of the day, you wanted to feel good. Now, on the otehr end of the cock, you couldn't help but worry.

"What is it, Ronama?" Aknamar asks. He steps toward the bed and places a knee next to your leg. He bends down and places a gentle kiss on your chest. "Your heart is beating so fast. Do you want to stop?" he asks, unable to hide the worry in his voice. You close your eyes and lick your lips.

"Will it hurt?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper and your eyes still closed. You feel a gentle hand on your face and open your eyes to see Aknamar's face inches from yours. He bends down, his breath tickling your ear.

"A little, but then it will feel good," Aknamar replies, his words gentle in your ears. "Do you want to stop?" he asks again. You swallow, your mouth suddenly dry. Are you really going to do this? Is this really how you want to lose your virginity? Are you overthinking this?

"No," you whisper. "Keep going," you say. Aknamar growls and grabs your head, bringing you in for another kiss. You whimper as he runs his hands along your body. His thumbs find your nipples and he twirls them and pinches them gently, making you gasp. He keeps one hand on your nipples, bouncing back and forth between them, sometimes flicking, sometimes pinching, and sometimes swirling them gently with his thumb. His other hand drifts down. His nails scrape slowly across your stomach and your leg twitches uncontrollably. Aknamar laughs, the sound gentle and soothing to your ears. He's driving you wild, your hesitations and worries forgotten. You lock eyes with him, biting your lip again.

"Are you ready?" Aknamar asks, his voice teasing. You suddenly feel a weight resting against your pussy, something warm, gently touching your pussy lips and it's suddenly real again. This is it. This is the last chance you'll get to stop.