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"First Time"
   by Anonymous


Belgarath and Garion left the room, Belgarath closing the door
softly behind them.

"Well, so now you are as powerful a sorcerer as I am a
sorceress." said Polgara, putting her hand on Durnik's arm softly
and moving close to him. Durnik looked as his new wife lovingly,
her regal beauty making him a little nervous.

Polgara had taken off her cloak and was standing in her beautiful
blue velvet wedding dress. The white lock of hair on the front of
her head showed brilliantly against the rest of her long black
hair as they fell lusturously about her shoulders. Her eyes were
black and twinkled with laughter as she saw how nervous her poor
simple husband was and how his eyes were filled with love as they
gazed upon her. A soft smile played on her lips as she put her
arms around Durnik's neck, the rose that Durnik had created for
her still in her hand.

"It isn't hard once you know how." replied Durnik, awkwardly
putting his hands on Polgara's waist, "and I will never be as
powerful as you".

"Nonsense. Our master asked me how I would feel about living my
life with no more power that you. Since I still have my powers,
it stands to reason that you have as much power as I do -
untutored of course. I will take you in hand and train you in
sorcery, among other things...." said Polgara, her voice trailing
off as she pulled Durnik's face down to her's and let her lips
touch his.

"I love you Polgara." said Durnik softly, after the kiss. His
voice carried a little more strength and he looked less nervous
than he had earlier. Polgara glanced at his eyes and saw the love
shining through.

"I love you too, darling." whispered Polgara, "You have changed
since your death and, for lack of a better word, rebirth. I think
I like the change."

"I'm glad you do, I didn't want to change. I am a simple
blacksmith, from a small village, I am not used to all this."
replied Durnik, referring to the events that had brought them
together.

"You are no longer a simple blacksmith. You are the husband of
the most powerful woman in the land, and a powerful sorcerer in
your own right. Come, we have a few more hours till Garion and
Ce'Nedra's wedding, I would like to rest a little."

Polgara moved into her bedroom, now Durnik's too, and started to
take off her wedding dress. Durnik, at a loss for knowing what to
do, stood at the door, and looked longingly at the outside door,
maybe hoping that he was back in the stables with the horses,
mending their shoes or something. Instead, here he was with the
most beautiful woman in the world as his wife, and with
absolutely no clue as to what was expected of him. His newfound
confidence vanished as he heard the soft rustle of Polgara's
velvet dress. He had heard about the disgusting things that men
and women did after their wedding, but couldn't for a moment
think of subjecting his lovely wife to something like that, even
if the thought made his heart beat faster. Polgara saw Durnik
eyeing the outside door and laughed.

"Where are you thinking of going?." Polgara asked, letting her
dress fall back into place.

"Oh, uh..nowhere."

"Good, I wasn't planning on letting my newlywed husband escape
from me before I have even had him to myself for a few minutes!
Come here. I want you near me."

Durnik walked to her, a little relieved that the dress was back
in place. He wondered why his breathing had become so difficult
and why his knees weren't holding him up too well.

"Hold me now, just hold me." said Polgara, throwing her arms
around his neck when he came within reach. Durnik nervously put
his arms on her waist.

"Tighter..." Polgara whispered into his lips, "put your arms
around me. You are not afraid of me are you? I am in love with
you my darling."

Durnik put his arms around her and drew her closer. Her perfume
made him a little dizzy, a nice kind of dizziness really. Polgara
looked into his eyes and saw too much.

"You've never been with a woman before, have you?." she asked.

"No. I have always loved you." replied Durnik.

"I have never been with a man either, it is a little unbelievable
don't you think? I'm more that a thousand years old, and have
never been in love before. I guess there was never time. Now
however...we will have to teach each other you know."

"Teach? I don't need to learn to love you! I've loved you ever
since you came to Fandor's farm."

"I know darling, but isn't all there is to learn, there are
things that men and women do when they are in love. I read about
them as part of my study of human beings, an ancient book, the
"Kamasutra." written in another age, another time."

Durnik looked down at Polgara, a little excited, but more scared.
Those things again, he thought. With her?

"I..." he murmured.

"Don't worry, just hold me for now." said Polgara softly, cutting
him off.

Durnik held her, feeling her body arc under her velvet dress. Her
breath was warm against his neck as she nuzzled it with her face
buried in his neck. He couldn't resist kissing her ear softly
through her hair, letting her hair tickle his face. On feeling
the kiss, Polgara drew her face back, and looked in Durnik's eyes
with a smile.

"Kiss me." she whispered.

Durnik raised his hands to Polgara's face and held it, his
fingers brushing her hair back. A slight jolt of electric power
cruised through his nerves as his fingers touched the white lock
of hair, but the shock was pleasing, the touch lingering.
Polgara's eyes closed as she drew Durnik's lips to her's.

Their lips touched, lingered, broke apart, came back together,
tasted the other and broke apart again. The need was more than
what the touch could satisfy, though neither knew what the need
was. Durnik's hands fell around Polgara's body as they held each
other while their lips came together again. Their kissing was
getting more and more demanding, their breathing harder as their
chests got a tickling feeling inside that neither had experienced
before.

As they were kissing, Polgara opened her mouth and tasted
Durnik's lips with her the tip of her tongue. Durnik was taken
aback on feeling her tongue, but she held him tight and would not
let him move. Not that he really wanted to, her lips felt nice,
her tongue exciting. Slowly, almost as if she felt nothing except
her tongue, Polgara started to push her tongue against Durnik's
lips until his lips opened. Polgara raised her body and pushed
against Durnik as her tongue entered his mouth and slowly
caressed his tongue.

Durnik was feeling giddy, his breathing shallow, his lips and
tongue responding to the sensual touch of Polgara's lips and
tongue. It was slightly embarassing for him, but his member was
straining against his trousers as he felt Polgara's body sway
against his. He tried to hold his body clear of her body but
wasn't quite successful. Polgara's breasts were pressed against
Durnik, their firm pressure insistent as she moved her body
against his. She kissed him, drowning in the sensual pleasure her
lips and tongue were giving her.

Slowly they broke the kiss. Polgara looked up at Durnik with
dreamy eyes and smiled. They clung to each other, neither very
sure that they could stand unaided. Polgara was still moving her
body against Durnik's slightly when she felt his member. It had
been pressed against her, its pressure insistent, but she hadn't
realized what it was till now. She looked down and saw Durnik's
trousers look awry as if there was something in his left pocket
that was sticking out. Durnik followed her eyes and when he saw
what she was looking at he blushed an unbelievable red as he
pushed her away. Polgara laughed and held his arms to pull him
back.

"Oh my darling! Does that hurt? How do men walk around? I mean,
doesn't it get in the way? And shouldn't it be more to the
center?"

"I..no, it doesn't hurt...please you're embarassing me...it isn't
always like this...." Durnik blurted out.

"I want to see it. I've never seen a grown man naked. Poor Garion
was so young when I took care of him. I don't think he could fill
up his pocket then the way you are now! Can I touch it?"

"Touch it?! I mean why? You're embarassing me"

"Please Durnik, I love you. It is a part of you too, I want to
know you, all of you."

Saying that Polgara went down on her knees and expertly opened
his trousers. His trousers were no different from Garion's boy
trousers except for the size and came undone easily. Polgara
glanced up at Durnik and saw that he was standing with his head
bent, watching her, his breathing slow, sensual.

"Take off your shoes. Didn't your mother teach you to take off
your shoes before taking off the trousers?"

Durnik kicked off his shoes and backed off a little, reluctantly.
Polgara pulled him close with his hands and slowly lowered his
trousers. His shorts got snagged on his trousers and came down
too.

"Oh!." gasped Polgara as Durnik's member jumped free, "it is so
big! How does it fit in your shorts?"

"It isn't always this big." replied Durnik, "besides, this isn't
big, only six inches long. I've known men that are a lot bigger."

"I think this is big enough for me, I don't think that we could
do any of what we're supposed to if it was any bigger. It
wouldn't fit!"

"Wouldn't fit?." said Durnik, choking on his words.

"Yes, in fact I'd be surprised if even this would. Look, it has
little balls behind it. Can I touch it?"

Then, without waiting for an answer, she took his member in her
hand. Durnik gasped at the touch, but didn't move otherwise.
Polgara ran her hands all over his member, feeling the smooth
skin on it, felt the balls hanging behind it. She ran her finger
through the black curly hair around them.

"It's beautiful." she sighed.

She pushed at the skin to expose the glans and then pulled the
skin back over it. Durnik moaned slightly and Polgara looked up
at him.

"Do you like that? When I run the skin back and forth?"

"Yes...." moaned Durnik, "yes."

Polgara put her left hand at the bottom of his member, her
fingers and thumb holding his member steady, and held the shaft
with her right hand. She started to move her hand back and forth
slowly, looking his face as his eyes glazed with the pleasure.

"I have to sit down, I can't keep standing like this." said
Durnik.

Polgara let his member go with a sigh, and stood up. She put her
hands around Durnik's neck and their lips met again in a loving
kiss. She unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall away and then
pulled him to the writing table. She held his arms as she looked
at his muscular body, naked except for a light coating of sweat.
He looked very vulnerable in his nakedness. She thought she would
like to hug him and squeeze him squeeze him till they were one,
if that was possible. She pushed him back into the chair and sat
down in front of him.

Polgara pushed Durniks legs apart and took hold of his member
again. Her left hand held his member steady and her right
caressed it, moving the foreskin back and forth. He looked so
helpless with his penis in her hands that she felt that she had
to kiss him. Since his lips were so far away, she kissed his
penis instead. His engorged glans was in her face, and she kissed
it, almost shyly. Durnik's reaction was a sigh of pleasure.
Encouraged, she licked the tip of the glans, still running the
foreskin up and down the glans with her hand. She remembered the
pleasure her tongue had given her earlier when they had kissed
and started to lick Durnik's penis until it gleamed with her
saliva on it. She took the tip in her mouth, just to find out
what it would taste like. She found that it fit pretty well in
her mouth and that she liked the feeling. She started to bob her
head back and forth, sucking and licking Durnik's penis, holding
it steady with her hands.

Durnik was sighing with pleasure, the sensual feeling and lust
filled his loins. He felt Polgara feeling his balls with her
hands as she sucked on his penis. The feeling was unbearable and
was growing from somewhere deep inside him. Polgara's body was
calling out for something, a feeling deep inside her was warming
her hips, her legs, that secret place between her legs. She
realized that Durnik must be feeling the same thing. She
continued her ministrations, loving her husband's body, feeling
everything that she could feel with her hands, never once letting
go of his penis.

"Oh Polgara, don't stop!." moaned Durnik as his need came to the
surface and his body greedily revelled in the pleasure that his
wife was giving him. Suddenly his body was shuddering as he
spasmed and spewed his semen into Polgara's loving mouth. Polgara
was surprised at this new taste in her mouth and drew back, still
moving the foreskin back and forth with her hand. She saw Durnik
in the throes of pleasure, semen spurting out of his penis, onto
her hands.

"Oh, it's beautiful." she breathed, watching as his penis
dribbled its last drops of semen onto her hands. Remembering the
peppermint taste of his semen, she started to lick it off his
penis. At first a little tentatively, then, as she started to
like the taste, more actively. She licked her husband clean and
wiped her hands on her dress and stood up. Durnik looked up at
her with love overflowing his eyes, her beauty still stirring up
his heart.

Polgara slowly unbuttoned her dress and let it fall off her
shoulders in a soft whisper of velvet on skin. She looked into
Durnik's eyes, held them and slowly took off her lace
underclothes till she was naked in front of him. She had a mature
woman's body, tall, soft and inviting. She stood in front of
Durnik, her hair falling around her slim shoulders, half covering
her full breasts as the dark pink erect nipples were revealed.
Her stomach was flat, with a hint of muscle, soft to look at -
inviting a caress. Her slim waist curved out at her athletic hips
and legs. She stood with her legs together, her right leg
slightly bent. A small patch of jet black hair showed between her
legs.

Polgara looked into Durnik's face and saw a kind of lust, a kind
of need reflected on it. She smiled and help out her hand. Durnik
took it, got up and took her naked body in his arms. She lay back
in his arms as he kissed her neck and traced a path down between
her breasts.

"Kiss me on my breast, darling." said Polgara, a little
breathlessly.

Durnik, moved his kisses to her left breast until his lips
touched the erect nipple. Polgara sighed and rubbed her breast on
his face, the nipple tracing a path around his eyes, his nose and
finally his mouth. She held his face in her hands and made it
come to her breast. Durnik, following some urge deep down inside
him, opened his mouth and took the nipple in his mouth.

"Oh yes! This is beautiful!." moaned Polgara.

Durnik started to suck her nipple and rubbing his face on it. He
did what came to him naturally, driven only by Polgara's sighs
and his need. He licked her nipple, sucked it, squeezed it
between his lips. He held it captured between his lips as he ran
his tongue over the tip till Polgara was moaning with pleasure
almost continuously. He took the other breast in his hand and
mimicked his mouth and tongue with his hand by holding the nipple
between his fingers and running his thumb over the tip.

Polgara felt an undeniable need between her legs and felt that
she was very wet there. She pressed Durniks head, pushed it lower
down. Reluctantly, Durnik let go of her breast as he was pushed
down.

Durnik caressed his wife's stomach with his face. Polgara's
stomach quivered in anticipation as he moved closer to her need.
Durnik stopped at her navel, running his tongue around it,
kissing it. Polgara sighed in pleasure, but still pushed him
lower.

Durnik's lips moved on till he got to the small patch of hair
between her legs. Durnik could feel the heat emanating from there
as he looked up into Polgara's face. Her eyes were closed as her
hands kept pushing his head between her legs. Her legs were apart
now, and Durnik could see the slit that was generating all the
heat. She pushed his head to her slit, and Durnik slowly brought
his face to it. The hair tickled his nose and the warm musky
smell was like nothing he had smelt before. He followed the hair
till he was sliding under her torso and then brought his lips up
to cover her lips in the most private kiss there is.

"Oh my darling, that is delicious!." sighed Polgara, contented
for the moment as she held his head between her legs.

Durnik nuzzled the hair between her legs with his face, blew on
it lightly, and kissed it gently. Polgara sat down on the chair
on which Durnik was earlier and leaned back against the backrest,
her legs apart, still holding Durnik between them. Durnik could
now see her pink slit as it opened slightly under his kisses. He
took one long taste of it with his tongue.

"Yes! Right there! Do it again, please." moaned Polgara as he got
near the top of the slit, "it feels so right!"

Durnik let his tongue travel into her slit and felt something
jutting out slightly. He licked it and Polgara moaned as she
writhed in pleasure from the touch. Durnik realized that this was
a pleasure spot and continued to lick Polgara's clitoris, sucking
the skin around it, pushing into it with his tongue to stimulate
the clitoris directly. He sucked the clitoris as Polgara raised
her legs and put them over his shoulders.

Durnik started to explore her cunt with his tongue, his finger
still massaging her clitoris lightly. He tasted the inner lips
and moved inside. He moved lower, to the region that Polgara's
hand was pushing him. He felt an opening at the lower end and
slowly let his tongue explore it.

"Deeper darling, a little deeper."

Durnik realized that his tongue wouldn't go any further. He moved
back up, his finger exchanging places with his tongue. He let his
tongue caress Polgara's clitoris again as his finger slowly
entered Polgara.

"Slowly darling, I read that you have to stretch me first"

Durnik inserted his finger very slowly into Polgara's waiting
hole, moving it around very slowly in ever widening circles.
Polgara was moaning with pleasure, the combined touch of his
tongue on her clitoris and his finger moving inside her bringing
her closer and closer to satisfaction. Durnik slowly widened the
circling of his finger, pushing it slowly inside at the same
time. Once his whole finger was in, he started to move it around
till he felt Polgara start to grind her hips. He inserted another
finger, this one went in easily. He moved his fingers in ever
widening circles, while his tongue played solo on Polgara's
clitoris.

Polgara's hips ground in time with the rhythm of Durnik's
fingers, her legs alternately squeezing and coming apart around
his head. The pleasure started to build deep inside Polgara's
cunt and cruised through her body to the tips of her breasts. Her
cunt started to convulse around his fingers and her orgasm hit
her. Her body arced in pleasure, her voice rising, her legs bent
over Durnik's shoulders as she held her thighs, holding her legs
open to see Durnik lick her clitoris. She came in a crashing
crescendo as Durnik had trouble holding her, keeping him tongue
in line with her clitoris. Polgara kept coming, the spasms
hitting her in waves after waves. The touch of his fingers deep
inside her body driving her on and on as his tongue sucked on her
clitoris to complete her pleasure.

"I love you Durnik." sighed Polgara, after she could speak again.

"I love you too Polgara." replied Durnik, carrying her in his
arms to the bed.

Durnik lay her down on the bed and stood back. His member was
erect again and Polgara smiled when she saw it.


                          -- The End --


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