She continued on with his approval. Rhaine had been so focused on what she was doing that she was hardly aware of the storm picking up until there was a great boom overhead that startled her. She almost took too much of him then, catching herself and drawing away from him. A grin was etched on her lips as she peeked up at him.

Even with a flash of lightning she didn't catch the features of his face squinting herself at the sudden brightness.

It's getting bad out there.” Oblivious to the weather be altered by the staff of the school Rhaine had little clue as to what was truly going on. Nor was she curious about it never looking beyond the present.

Standing she cupped his length running a hand back and forth over it. He was so much taller than she was. Her other hand rubbed against his chest.

One hand made it's way into one of his while she still pumped his length. When she stopped she gazed up at him again unstringing her top that had barely hindered her efforts. She dropped it to the side. “Oops.” Pink nipples sat atop her breasts partially hardened by the rain though mostly from their current actions.

While it might feel better now, the difference she guessed between wearing and not wearing a condom, titty fucking wasn't on her mind right now. Not that her top hindered her much. “You want to cum?”

He noticed when she slipped after being startled by the thunder, apparently not having realized how much worse the storm had become until then. Her grin suggested that she was embarrassed by the mistake. He grinned back even though it was unlikely she’d see it in the gloom of the cave; one of the things he liked about her was how single-mindedly she could get into this sort of thing, to the point of not noticing the way the storm was growing.

He nodded at her comment. “Yes. Looks like we’ll be here a while. Not that I have any problem with that.” It was supposed to die off by late evening, and he could help her get back to the dorms then if necessary. Until then, they could keep each other entertained easily enough.

Speaking of which, she managed to avoid missing another beat even as she changed her tactics, standing and using one hand to work the length of his shaft. He moved one hand to trace down her back, although it wasn’t for long before she took off her bikini top, exposing her wonderful tits to his gaze, and asked, “You want to cum?”

He gave a short bark of a laugh at the question. “I think you know the answer to that,” he said as he reached down and cupped one of her breasts with one hand and started to fondle it. He didn’t worry that she was going to do worse than tease him somewhat here; even if she hadn’t proven herself willing and even eager in the past, they both knew that he could easily force her if she tried to avoid the inevitable.

“Nor do I,” there was another grin. Her breast felt warm with his touch against it. That dampness that was there melted away.

That bark was answer enough. Rhaine debated for a fraction of a second. With all the time ahead of them she had to figure out the best way to pace herself.

Giving a bit of a tug to the hand she held she walked backwards towards her stuff. At points she glanced over her shoulder as if checking that there was nothing there. Not that she could see much, even the cave entrance was hard to see with the storm outside darkening it. She did feel a breeze in that direction and knew she was going the right way.

When the back of her ankle hit the basket she had brought she released his hand. Reluctant to brake away from his touch she did so if allowed only long enough to lay out the blanket she had brought. It would protect a little against any of the smaller rocks.

“Lay down, please.” She could have been setting him up to give herself a bit of a head start should she rush out into the storm. Even with proper footwear she wouldn't do anything of the sort.

She waited for him to comply then knelt. Hands brushing over his legs after she crawled a bit closer. Her tongue working over that length in slow licks.

“Now where to you want to cum?” She asked before giving him another lick as those hands flowed over his legs.

He let her lead him towards the entrance, certain that she’d prefer remaining with him to dealing with the storm. Given how hard it was raining, he suspected that the same would be true even if they had never met before and she’d initially tried to run. He had a brief moment of concern that she intended to actually go outside, or at least right to the entrance; while he’d be willing to entertain her there if she wanted, he’d prefer to stay in the dryer parts of the cave. His concerns were soon allayed when she bumped her basket and stopped, clearly having found what she was looking for. I could’ve told you where that was if I’d known you were looking for it, he thought, but didn’t say anything; they’d be here long enough that a little delay didn’t matter, and she might have her reasons for keeping it secret.

She broke away to get a blanket from the basket and lay it out on the cave floor. He nodded in approval; while it wouldn’t be perfect, it would make things more comfortable for both of them. Once it was set up, she asked him to lay down, something he did readily; the brief advantage she’d gain in the unlikely event she tried to run wouldn’t be enough to let her get far, and letting her have more control now would help her last longer.

Once he was in position, she wasted no time in getting back to work on his shaft, kneeling down and bringing her hands and tongue into play. “Now where do you want to cum?” she asked.

“Eventually, or right now?” he asked with a slight laugh. He suspected that she knew the answer to the first of those; she’d let him have his way with her enough times for that. As for the second… “I’ll let you choose where first; you probably know how to pace yourself better for a longer session.”

Rhaine considered that question for a moment. While she did she ceased what she was doing looking up at him as she sucked on the tip of her index finger. Closer to the cave mouth she could see him a bit better even though it was gloomy outside it wasn't as dark as it was deeper in the cave.

“Oh, first I guess.” She used the tip of that finger to caress the crown of his head. Delaying her decision since he gave her that choice. Of course she knew well enough that it wouldn't be the only time he came either.

“Well I haven't eaten too much today ...” She grinned a little pressing forward and giving that shaft a long lick. Her finger moved away as she captured that tip in her mouth. First her tongue lashed over the spot. Followed by her lips tightening that seal around him before she descended. What she couldn't take in her hands were fast at work curling around his shaft both twisting and flowing up and down as she pumped him.

The speed in her hands matched that of her mouth. There was no algorithm in what she was doing. The pace varying from fast to slow then back again trying her best to back off any time he appeared to be too close. A throb or twitch could get her to deviate. She didn't attempted to tease him for long, however, though it was clear that she didn't want to give him instant gratification unless he commanded it or asked for it.

When deciding not to tease him any longer she peaked back up at him to glimpse the efforts of her work. Of course he being a different species it was hard to read what she would have easily discerned in another human.

He grinned at her joke before she started on one of the methods he’d expected her to, her mouth and hands working the length of his shaft. Really, it was probably inevitable that she chose this way first; she’d not shown any preference for hand-jobs or titfucks in the past, and jumping straight into the main event would probably tire her out faster than either of them wanted.

Her pacing was irregular, keeping him off-balance and unable to guess what she’d do next. He did quickly realize that some of her slowing down was to prevent him from cumming too quickly. He didn’t object to this, since he knew she was trying to make sure they could both keep going longer rather than stalling for time. If she started taking too long, he’d let her know; he was confident that their previous meetings had trained her well enough that no more would be necessary.

He didn’t have to worry about that situation, however, as she stopped teasing soon enough and began to work his shaft in earnest. When she glanced up at him to judge his reaction, he gave her what he hoped was an encouraging smile (although he knew that his teeth could be unsettling to many humans) and placed a hand lightly on her head. The hand wouldn’t restrict her movement in the slightest, as he exerted none of his strength at all.

Those teeth should have been unsettling. While they did take her off guard Rhaine did not flinch away or see them as a threat. There had been no instance in the past that they had been used on her and she tended to adapt quickly. Things that were unsettling were the norm in these parts.

She took it as a positive sign, a human trait displaying approval. As to make that clear one of those multiple hands set down on the crown of her head. It didn't hinder her and it was clear that with little effort it could exert more force driving her down that shaft.

As it was it kept her from disengaging with him. It moved as she did following her motion up and down. She was encouraged in taking him a little deeper challenging herself a little. Her gag reflect nearly tripped a few times as she tested her limits.

When she could take him no deeper she switched tact. Her lips tightened, her tongue wiggling against him as she bobbed up and down. She didn't breath all that often as she worked. Deep breaths taken in by her nostrils Rhaine excelled at holding each breath for great periods.

She had just managed to break her own record of five minutes, not by much, but small improvements were always grand. Especially when most students were hard pressed to hold their breaths longer than a minute.

This time she did not stop or pull away seeking that tasty reward …

The hand on her head wasn’t actually intended to restrict her movement at all, although she seemed to assume that he wouldn’t let her release his shaft before he came. He didn’t do anything correct this view, as he wasn’t sure about it, it would break the mood either way if he did say something, and he could always move his hand away if necessary.

She started out relatively slowly, apparently testing or confirming her limits. While this seemed to take longer than it had in the past, it had been a while; even if his recollection was correct, she was going to need more time without a recent memory of just what she could manage. Besides, if his memory was right, she couldn’t manage quite this deep before. Once she’d found her limits, she started using her tongue more creatively, wiggling it against his shaft as she slid up and down its length.

Her efforts, now that she was no longer teasing him or testing her limits, slowly worked him towards the inevitable climax. As he felt his release building, he moved his hand away so that she could pull away easily if she had to. The gesture came not a moment too soon, as the first drops of precum dripped against her tongue mere seconds afterwards, presaging the flood that would soon follow.

Rhaine had thought the hand was to ensure that she could not brake away from her task. Not that she had the desire to do so. She worked as best as she could. Figuring that she could not take him deeper she could make her mouth tighter against him. Her tongue serving as a wet finger that explored him.

Then that hand removed itself as a few precious drops of pre-cum hit her taste buds. She didn't have long to decide what to do, yet her mind rushed through all those calculations in a mere moment. If she pulled away now she probably would get blasted in the face.

It could get sticky, there was a damp towel to clean up with in time … doubtful that she would get to do so or want to so soon with the evening ahead of them. Instead her crimson eyes flicked up to him. She pulled back but did not disengage. Focusing on that sensitive tip her tongue danced over that slit getting more of that taste against it. It served as a make shift plug as it pressed over that slit holding back what she could.

It moved allowing a spurt of cum inside her mouth. Then she covered that slit again letting the cum back up as she swallowed down what was in her mouth. Letting the next wave in and repeating the process as she swallowed down all he had in time rather than being overwhelmed all at once with a mouthful of his essence.

“Ah!” She gasped as she disengaged from him. Still looking up at him. “You were backed up.”

Her hands going to her bikini bottoms slowly working out of them before crawling up over him. Hands settling against his chest before crawling backwards a little until her sex poked against the tip of his. Rhaine getting in the right position but stopping short of advancing further as she found the right angle to sit on his chest. Hands working at his chest, her palms sliding against him as she wiggled back every once and a while in order to tease that tip.

She managed an impressive job of using her tongue to control his release, keeping the volume from overwhelming her as she managed to swallow all of that load. Well, that’s something no other human has managed. As she withdrew, he idly mused, I wonder if her and Daphnee would teach each other their tricks if I got them together? Despite that thought, he didn’t consider it likely that he’d actually be able to get them both together successfully, especially since he didn’t know Rhaine’s feelings about prefects and head girls.

“Ah! You were backed up,” she said as she drew back and started to remove her bikini bottoms.

He leered at her, not even pretending to hide his ogling her body. “You’ve clearly forgotten just how much to expect from me. That was a normal load,” he said as she straddled him.

She once again started teasing him, her sex repeatedly rubbing against the tip of his shaft but not letting him penetrate yet. As he had done before, he let her do so, trusting her not to stall. He wasn’t going to have her do all the work, however; he reached up to fondle her breasts with one set of hands while tracing down her sides with the other pair. That second pair would soon come to rest on her hips, for now just caressing her ass without interfering with her movement.

Rhaine had not run across prefects or head girls. She clearly knew of them. Saw them at times but she was rarely a rules breaker. In her first year she dabbled with making moonshine from time to time but had been fortunate that she had never been discovered.

Her biggest worry had come in the form of Etolie and that situation had been long since resolved. In fact when the pair crossed paths meetings went well. Whether that was out of respect or fear was something that she hadn't figured out or even thought much about.

“Well it's been a while,” she grinned. It was a blessing that she didn't have much filling her stomach prior to that ingestion. She did remember enough not to get overwhelmed by it all at once. It all came down to pacing.

She teased both of them with that occasional contact. Breasts grasped and played with at the same time hands flowed down her sides until coming to rest. “Mmm ...” Her eyes closed melting into that touch. She thought he might have speared into her but her restraint had been greater than hers.

Rhaine would tease, not to delay but rather to draw out matters. She learned that fine line between testing his patience and building up to that moment. Her hips dropped down his length suddenly. Deeper than she managed in the past, either misjudging or seeking to test herself.

“Ah! FUCK!” She stilled, her hands on his chest, eyes opening as she quivered around him. Wet warmth collapsing around him. Again she grinned showing that she wasn't hurt or if she was she recovered. A moment after that she began moving up and down that pole in a slow dance. Never taking him deeper than she had as she got use to this small advancement.

Even if he hadn’t known her, her expression would have made it clear that her teasing was affecting her in much the same way as it was him. Still, as much as they might both want to go further, he let her continue to set the pace rather than make the thrust that would impale her on that hard length; in the end, it’d be much more enjoyable for both of them if she could keep going for longer.

She didn’t disappoint, ending her teasing before it reached the point of over-doing it by abruptly thrusting her tight pussy down his shaft. Her immediate reaction suggested that she’d either forgotten just how large he was or had slid a little further than she’d intended; the slow, careful way she moved against him once she started moving again suggested the latter. Despite that, everything suggested that she’d only been surprised, rather than actually hurt, by the mishap and that she was enjoying the deeper penetration now that she was getting used to it. He’d give her a few more seconds to fully adjust to the situation before he’d slowly start thrusting against her, making sure not to press any deeper inside than he already had; even assuming he was correct that she could handle more than in the past, she’d probably reached her new limit already.

“OHHH!!!” Rhaine gasped as he started moving beneath her. Those thrusts gently rocking her forward only for her to shuffle back down into the next one.

She swayed just as her breasts would have had he not been holding them. That dampness from the water had been replaced by the warmth of those hands. Fingers flowing against her, her nipples stiff. Excitement surged through her. Her wet mound clamping over that rod Rhaine's knees pressed against his sides.

Bending lower she pressed her lips against his torso moving up towards his collar bone then neck. Her tongue swiped over that region before she straightened up. Hands flat against his chest Rhaine picked up the pace.

“So deep!” Her hips swirled side to side as she moved up and down. Already her body trembled as her insides warmed, her belly twisted into knots.

“I'm … I'm … going to … AHHHH!!!” She squealed out, muscles wrapped even tighter around him as she came.

Rhaine’s enjoyment was clear as she rode his shaft, gradually working herself towards a climax. Kakumaoh made an effort to match her movements, effectively doubling the strength of each of her thrusts. His hands, meanwhile, reacquainted themselves with her curves, one pair caressing her back and butt while the others fondled her breasts and tweaked her hard nipples.

Soon enough, she cried out as she could no longer hold back the pleasure building up inside her. Her climax was enough to trigger his own; His grip on her tightened and he gave a howl of pleasure as her walls tightened around his shaft, his hot seed releasing inside her to mix with her love juices.

It was inevitable that they’d eventually come back down from their peaks of ecstasy; neither were physically able to maintain an orgasm forever. Even so, Kakumaoh did what he could to keep them both on those heights for as long as possible. When they finally did come back down, he’d caress her while waiting to see if she wanted to continue to lead or if he should take over for the next round.

Rhaine gasped at those tweaks to her nipples.

Each thrust down felt more intense as he lifted her up with a counter thrust of his own. It didn't take long, so wrapped up was she in the moment. Clearly she was into it even if she was a little disappointed that she was unable to hold out for long she set aside this concern knowing that it was only the start of matters.

“YES! Fill me up!”

Rhaine stilled as she felt that heat inside her grow even warmer as he injected himself into her. She gasped taking in deep breaths as his touch roam over her breasts and ass.

Catching the breath that escaped her Rhaine waited smiling down at him. “Definitely baked up.” Given his release again. Mentally preparing herself for what was to come she waited a hair too long before he took charge of the current situation.