tenshi's heaven

Tenshi

	You awaken on a soft grassy knoll overlooking a peach tree and a drizzling creek, leading down an incline that seemed like it went on forever. The sky is without even a single cloud, and the sunlight wraps warm around you like a blanket. On closer inspection, the hill you are sitting on appears to actually be growing out of the clouds - the cloudy sky is underneath you. You are garb in a set of fine clothing, beset with fripperies and shiny material. You were definitely not wearing it when you went to sleep.
	Before you have a chance to stand up and look around, you hear someone approach from a short distance away; footfalls in the toe-tickling grass, a barefoot girl in a long blue and white dress, its hem sporting black swirls and a ribbon hanging from her waist, displaying all the colors of the rainbow. Her hair was as blue as the sky, but it did not seem odd to you then. She wore a black bowler cap, adorned with two peaches with leaves still attached, sitting on the rim. She carries an armload of peaches, apparently freshly picked.
	"Hey, uh, where am I?" You ask her, but she only smiles at you. She sits on her knees beside you, scooting awfully close, and she slices open a peach using her long fingernail. You note it is impressively sharp. She carves a wedge from the peach with a practiced motion and offers it to you, pressing it to your lips.
	"You're in heaven. I'm an angel," she coos, a sultry tone permeating her whispy voice, "and during this holiest of days, the good and the faithful are rewarded."
	Her answer provides only more questions, not that you have the chance to ask. Thoughts like 'am I dead' or 'when can I go home' are washed away as she pushes the peace slice into your mouth. It is especially sweet and juicy, some kind of ambrosia which you have never tasted before in your life. It is distinctly the flavor of a peach, but there is so much more to this flavor. It causes your tastebuds to dance, sparks to fire off in your head. You are consumed by the taste, and as she pushes her finger a little too far into your mouth, you find yourself sucking the peach juice off of her. She giggles.
	"Did you like that? Have some more..." Another slice, smaller than the last - small enough to be swallowed without chewing, as she leaves her finger in your mouth, smiling and encouraging you to suck on her. You cannot help but oblige; she tastes so strongly of the fruit. You feel your head getting hazy, your reason slipping away. All you could think is that you wanted more.
	She leans back in the grass, taking a peach slice in her hand. She lifts her blouse, revealing her rosy pink skin, supple and soft. She squeezes the peach slice in her finger and thumb, causing the juice to dribble over her breasts, her chest, her stomach. Her eyes beget a hungry, yet pleading and vulnerable instruction, and you are eager to comply.
	You run your tongue over her skin, lapping up the sweet juice, and you can scarcely tell whether the taste is from her or the fruit. You search her body with your mouth, kissing, touching, licking. You feel her heart pounding in her chest as you taste her body, tease her nipples. They are especially sensitive, eliciting lusty cries which spurn you further.
	Suddenly springs up from the grass and takes your head in her hands, and her lips press firmly into yours. Her tongue slides into your mouth, her breath mixes with yours. The taste of her saliva makes you sigh; you cannot think, you cannot escape, and even if you had wanted to pull away, her grip on you is so strong. She violates your mouth with her tongue, and you pant and groan and suck at the invader. You are a little disappointed when she finally pulls away, a trail of spittle connecting your mouths, but you grow wide-eyed as you watch her lower her head down your body, her hair tickling you as she disrobes your lower garments with only her teeth. You feel the breath from her nostrils blow directly onto your engorged member, standing free in the warm breeze. Her peach-colored lips plant a wet kiss directly onto the tip and your mind goes blank.
	Her gaze connects directly with yours as she beams at you.  She continues to stare directly up at you, never faltering, as your cock slips past her lips and into her mouth. You feel a white hot ecstacy creep up your spine as your length hits the velvety opening to her throat.
	She sucks tightly on you, bobbing up and down, slowly at first but with increasing speed and depth with what seemed like no gag reflex at all. Back and forth, tighter and tighter, wet sucking noises escaping her lips with the occasional bit of drool escaping the tight vacuum. You feel a pressure building up deep inside you, and it is though she can sense it - she works you hard, slipping you in and out of her mouth, sucking on you as if you provided oxygen. Just as you are about to reach your edge, she suddenly stops - freeing you from her mouth entirely. The warm air feels cold as your drenched cock is exposed once again. You look at her with pleading eyes and she returns your gaze with playful malice. She trails her tongue slowly up your length, so agonizingly slowly - from the base, to the muscle, to the tip... Planting warm kisses on the side, giving the head an occasional little suck. You cannot take it anymore, and even her gentle prodding is enough to send you spiraling over the edge as you pump thick white essence all over her face and her clothes.
	She licks you from her fingers and her lips, she was savoring the taste, lustfully sighing as she cleaned herself of you. You fall backward, suddenly feeling very drained - but she is not done with you yet.
	She rises from the ground and stands over you, in such a position you can easily see up her skirt, and she slips out of her panties, one leg and then the other, and discards them in the grass. She gives you a gentle smile, but there is a greedy glint in her eye. You felt suddenly very vulnerable. A juicy piece of meat she was about to pick clean from the bone.
	She drapes herself over you, straddling your waist, hiking up her skirt just enough so that her bare skin is touching yours. You cannot see it, as the hem of her dress has fallen onto your chest and your bodies are covered by her garment, but you can feel her lower lips, hot and wet, pressing your cock flat against your body. Her eyes connect with yours again as she grinds against you, back and forth, trailing her nether lips against you. Her face was beet red and in your dazed and woozy state you could almost swear her haughty breaths were full of steam.
	Unable to wait any longer, she reachers her spindly fingers gingerly down to where your bodies touched and lined you up to invade her. She closes her eyes in anticipation, biting her lip. All at once, she devours you, forcing you to penetrate into her deepest parts. Your eyes roll back in your head as you feel her innermost walls undulating against you, sucking you in. Electric sparks of pleasure shock your system; every time your bodies meet it's another miniature wave of pleasure overtaking your entire being. You want to grab her and dominate her, but her body is so forceful and demanding. You can only hold on for dear life as she rides quite literally to high heaven and causes your mind to wash over with pleasure.
	Your lower bodies are drenched with fluid. Every time she slips you out, and then in again, there is a loud, wet, smacking noise. The air is heavy with your mixed scent, and you can scarcely see anything. She fills up your senses, the sounds of her growling and moaning, the scent of her sweat, her body covering yours. Suddenly she lowers her face to again meet yours, her expression one of animal ecstacy. She forcefully pushes her lips against yours and slips her tongue into your mouth, still slamming her sex into yours, showing no restraint. As your saliva mixes, you can feel your body again being triggered - you are swelling up with heat and pleasure and soon it will overflow. You grab a handful of her hair and you jackhammer up into her, no restraint left in you, all your strength being forced into her now in a last-ditch effort to claim her.
	The two of you begin to slowly settle down, your movements becoming lax as you feel your seed being pumped into her. She attempts to milk you, her walls tightening and loosening in a flowing motion until she's sucked from you all that you have to offer. You remain there, lying in the grass, a mess of clothes and sweat and sexual fluid for some time.
	You stir from your slumber; you were sleeping yet again. You feel a strange sensation in your groin - but it makes you shudder all the same. A smooth, warm thing is stroking you, running up and down your length. You slowly open your eyes to see the girl garb in white and blue standing tall over you, stroking your manhood with her sole. It is slick with your wetness, and she uses the space between her big toe to slide your cockhead in and out of, giving it a gentle squeeze every time it slips through. The way she is standing allows you to peek up her skirt - she has not put her undergarments back on since your last encounter, and you can see her becoming slick again. It doesn't feel at all long since your last orgasm, but as she strokes you, you cannot help but edge closer, her torturous strokes sending you into shock. You grip the grass with your fists and try to endure, but it's no use!
	"Tenshi! What are you doing with that mortal? Have you tricked another human into thinking you're an angel and this is the christian heaven? We don't even celebrate Christmas!"