I follow her down to the dock where we sit dangling our feet in the water for a while. Then she gets a brilliant idea to go for a late night swim. It just so happens, our swimsuits are still wet from when we were swimming earlier and we cant go get them because it is too dark too see over where they are hanging up. So, she tells me to close my eyes until she says it's okay to open them.

I am inclined to listen. Then I hear her walk away down the dock. I don't hear her for a while. Then all of a sudden I hear a splash and I can't resist but to open your eyes. When you finally see her I realize she went to get two towels for us and her clothes are sitting at the other end of the dock along with two sleeping bags. She takes awhile to persuade me to join her. I seem a bit apprehensive at first but once she assures menobody is going to see us I agree... After what seemed like forever she confesses that she has been cold the whole time (which had donned on me) and that she is now beginning to get tired.

<!--[if !supportEmptyParas]-->She goes to grab a towel and go into the forest where I soon follow… We put clothes on and walk through the rain that is beginning to fall. It begins to soak our clothes as we walk deeper.

Our clothes are soaking wet and nothing more than the sleeping bags we are carrying can warm us as we set up camp. We put the sleeping bags together and take off our wet clothing, pushing it to our feet, as we lay naked hugging each other for warmth.

We fall asleep around 4 in the morning and don't wake up until around twelve in the afternoon. She wakes up and I am still asleep so to wake me up, she kisses me passionately on the lips.

I wake nestled in her arms and looking into her eyes. Our clothes lay at our feet, still moist from the rain barrage that so vigorously pushed on our bodies.

Meeting our smiles, our lips embrace as our hands massage a path wending down each others bodies, grasping where they see fit as they meet their destination together, the dilatory, lethargic grasp lasts only for a moment before she places her legs next to her hands and I take her lap into mine, our skin meeting, her body nestled rubbing against the tip of my member as she straddles my lap and my hands pull her close, my tongue meeting hers as our eyes whisper passion and exultation at the sensations brought upon each other.

I lay back as her hands flow down my chest, towards the bottom of my torso and grasping my cock as she lays atop me, crashing our faces together as we fly off in the ecstasy of this Eden in the moments we have.

Our bare bodies touch as she lays above me, her hands nestled around my dick, slowly rubbing the head while the other pumps me rapidly, sending me into a flurry of feeling as I reach down her body and nestle my hands first softly brushing her breasts, then raising them to trace above her skin before placing them between her legs, rubbing the soft skin and spiralling down before a finger plunges within her, searching desperately for her clit.

Our bodies spasm with pleasure and my lips move from hers towards her chest, grasping her nipple and nibbling at it softly, rubbing it with my tongue. She moans at the sensations overtaking her body and she places her finger next to mine within her body, while pushing our hips closer as our hands pleasure each other.

We remove our hands and while I caress her ass pulling her onto me, she clutches madly at my back and your hands guide my cock as I thrust deep inside her wet pussy, all the while forcing me to scream her name into her waiting chest, our hearts pulsing in a fury of desire and passionate love.

Letting his sweat out is probably a good idea so he burn sometime while enjoying the humid air on the court. “Hey! How about a game?”, a sudden voice came from behind which made the young lad look his way. The guy is wearing a head band and looks pretty good since he came prepared. “What..are you chicken?”

He was shocked by the way this guest speaks to him. It is pretty obvious that Rael was older but the other stud doesn’t seem to have any respect towards him. “Nobody call me chicken..okay you got it.”, he immediately passed the ball to the new comer but the latter smirk as he inspect the ball.

“Let’s use this one.”, he said while showing off with the ball rotating at the tip of his fingers. “…you won’t mind, do you?”

“That’s okay…”

“Wait how about a bet?!...huh..come on let’s make a bet.”

Rael seem to be bemused and so the lad before him didn’t wait for any question, and just explained the idea encircling his mind. “How about the loser become the winner’s pet for an hour?!”

“What do you mean ‘pet’?”

“You’ll know when you lose…”

Rael was a bit in challenging mode himself, “..i-it’s a deal. I think I know what you meant.” There is a small shadow of smile on his lips, ‘Oh! Im gonna make you pay…you brat.’

He faked, made a crossover and shot a few jumpshot before Rael, but it seems fucking two bitch in heat gave Rael a reversed condition. The young lad was left in the dust as Rael made a quick and sloppy dunk which resounded in that still empty court.

“So..what now?”, rael was more sarcastic than usual as he looked down the young lad while tossing the ball in the air as he speak.

“Let’s move over there.”, his finger pointing on the small room in a pavilion nearby which seems to be the courts storage room. He smiled and followed the loser to the end of the room while holding down his laughter.

He already thought of some naughty things, thinking he will make this boastful young student to give him a blowjob or something embarrassing for a real man to do. “Well then let’s start with your clothes shall we?”

Slowly the young man removed his head band which made Rael realize that if he would have been a girl instead she will be really cute with his heart shape face. “..go on with your clothes. Don’t be shy.” He is celebrating as he lock the door behind him.

Rael’s jaw almost hit the floor as he saw tits right in front of him. They are small but those are still woman’s breasts. “What the..your a girl?”

“I prefer lady you dick-head?”

“Thank you…anyway I love this change more. I have you for an hour right?”

The young lad, no, I mean girl who seems to be in her high school with her petite slim body without her big t-shirt. She nod at him realizing she has no way out of this mess. “You seems to be prepared so shall we start with it?”, pointing at his rock-hard cock which regardless on how he talks is now saluting this girls blistering body with sweat.

She was hesitant at first as she held the base of his cock. For a minute or so he has his eyes closed as she fucks his cock with her soft lips. The softness of her lips is slowly driving him crazy as he felt her silky-smooth hands take hold of his tightening crotch.

“Hold it right there..”, he said holding her hands and helping her sweaty body lay down the banner of the basketball team. As his tongue touches the tip of her clit, he felt her tremble with anticipation. Using the versatility of his wide, elongated tongue he flick and caress her pussy nice and slow. Afterwards he put a finger inside of her, “uhhhhh…more.”

Hearing her cute little voice, Rael put another finger inside, entering her hole like bullets, juicing her already moist vagina. “Huuuuhhh..please let me feel you.”, she said without reserve in her voice.

If he was a magician than she’s already under spell as he position himself in front ready to thrust her any moment. And than she said, “..no..please fuck me up the ass.”, he of course surprise but more pleased as he look at her tiny butt hole.

She’s perfectly lubed but even so, he got bigger rod than she thinks and it was evident when he entered her anal. He was pushing hard but she’s so tight. He can feel his veins tightening in as the walls of her anus try to force his rod out. He can see blisters of sweat from her butt yet she yielded.

“Fuck me more…harder…”, Rael found himself pounding her harder like she told him to do so. ‘This is so good’, he told himself as he grab her by the neck wiping the sweat covering her greasy body.

She was practically grinding her own ass towards him, “…you’re really good… please grab my butt more..like that..”, it seems that the young stud is not in control now as the young girl shift to give him more room.

Both of them are now in a doggy style position, giving Rael more room for penetration. “..I love it..i love it ahhhhhh good so good”, she’s been whispering on his ears making it more appealing for Rael as he felt her warm breath on his neck.

“I’m cumming….”, Rael felt his notch tightening giving the young lady enough time to feel his hardness in her anus. She love it, every move of the stud gives her more pleasure. “…M-me tooo..ah…ahhh…ahhhh…”

“Uhhh…”, she felt his hot-rod pulsating inside of her as she herself came from the anal pleasure he gave her.  Like a hungry wolf she sat on her legs only to suck him dry. It was almost painful for Rael but she was swift and suck his balls as well and soon enough his hardness came to her view. “I love you cock…and you recover quickly, too.”

After a couple more minutes both of them are now standing in front her house’s door. A nanny opened the door for them, she isn’t old but not as young as the lady beside him either. “Mai…Is father home?”

“No, not yet ma’am.”

From their conversation, the young stud learned that she’s the daughter of the owner of the house which seems to be huge enough for a rich businessman. “My father is the town’s mayor, if you will ask?”

“What?”

At that exact time, a big fat seemingly old man stood before Rael. “Jun, what are you doing outside. Didn’t I told you to stay in the house.”

It seems that the mayor, which is also Jun’s father, haven’t noticed Rael’s presence yet and so as he step side way, Jun noticed her and grab him by the arm. “Dad this is my boyfriend, he is strong and cunning.”

“Cunning? Huh?!”, his big-old eyes made Rael almost tremble with fear as both his eyeballs would seem to pop out any moment. “Ehem!...”, clearing his throat our young hero stood straight and raise his hand as if wanting to shake the hands of the mayor.

“Do you know who I am young man?”

“Yes sir and I am very pleased to meet you, sir.”, Jun was quite amazed as how Rael present himself. Suddenly she remembered that she herself doesn’t this studs name and so she whispered something to his ears while his father was disturbed by Mai.

At the same time the mayor face both of them, Rael made a quick and confident introduction. “Do I know where you live?”

He seems to have seen through him but although Rael doesn’t believed in angels he was saved by one. “Under my roof, sir.”, a voice from behind came into their presence which made the three of them look at her dazzling appearance.

“Sheryl”, it seems that the mayor knows the hot lesbian girlfriend of Rael and by the way he looks at her. The young man was sure that the old fart has a thing for her. “Is there any problem sir?”

“None, actuall..”, but he could even finish his words, Sheryl made a quick grab and go. Pulling Rael towards home, the mayor made a swift spit of words before they are ear shut. “Nice meeting you Rael..please visit anytime with Sheryl.”

Our naughty hero received a mouthful of sermon until they both reached their small and overused room. Sheryl finally lay down on the only bed and asked the young stud to massage her back as a payment for her saving his butt.

Rael doesn’t really have anything against the situation only she stripped first before laying her tight sweltering body on the bed. He oiled his hands and begun massaging her spines and shoulders down to her buttocks which made Sheryl moan a bit. “Ahh..did you fuck that Jun from behind?”

“How’d you know?”

She rose from the bed and sat down before she continued, “..I saw her walking with her legs spread wide open..hahahaha.”. This is the first time rael heard the appealing laughter of Sheryl but as his eyes focused on her bouncing breasts. He felt something erecting within his sporty short.

“You wanna fuck me too. Don’t you?...didn’t you just had?”

“It’s because your bodies so adorable…well I know you wouldn’t anyway.”

To his surprise, Sheryl grabs his raging cock inside his pants. And slowly she tried to ejaculate her. Rael know she hadn’t tried this thing yet, but to his astonishment. Sheryl dig his cock out and swallowed him whole. She chokes the first time but still try to make it feel good for him.

He tried to protest but the heat has reached his brain as blisters of sweat started to appear from his pores. Carefully he removed all his clothing and put her hungry mouth on her startling body. With his strong arms he lifted her butt up just so her already wet pussy is on her watery mouth.

Tongue action, lots of spit and saliva, including some hand techniques were the weapons of Rael against the still tight body now on top of him. In sixty-nine position, the young stud’s hands were working more efficiently than before. He already has his two fingers inside her drenched vagina and with his tongue on her clit. Sheryl can’t help but moan loudly. “Ahhhhh…yess..”

Suddenly Rael remembered that Vilma might hear both of them but the hot babe on top of him quickly answered as if wanting to return quickly on her task. While his dick is in her mouth she told him that she will be back later that afternoon so he got her for more than just an hour.

“Ahhh….ioooohhh…tha’s enough…fuck me now.”

The lad didn’t know that they will both be going full throttle which made him more excited with the shocker. “Pound me hard like you did Vi…okay…”

He nod at her and clobbered her pussy with his hot-hard tool while seizing both of her breasts. Kneading both of them as if massaging a bread. They are both soft and have hard nipples which Rael suck on every he push hard. “Ah …you’re big.”

“You are such a big boy…”, she said as if talking to her nephew.

“This boy will make your pussy cum more than you can even think of..Auntie.”, setting the mood for their glistening-sweat sexual explosion. Rael attacked her crack with brute excessive force amking every inch of her muscle vibrates on any sudden movement.

“Ohhhhh…didn’t know this can be so great toooooo…”

“I’m close …”

“Wait let me cum on your boobsie..”

“..okay..but don’t stop ahhhh….not yeaaahhhheeeetttt…”

Mixture of saliva and sweat are bucketing out of their body down to Sheryl’s already soaked bedsheet and moistening floor. This will be the biggest orgasm for this hot and wild officer.

“Now Rael…uhhhh…”, he immediately pulled his cock out her pussy letting some of her warm juices flood the wet floor. Veins of his cock are angry like hell as load of pulsating cum out of his big hard fucking machine. Sheryl can feel the young stud’s cum over her plump boobs. Exhausted, both of them lay down, and as they close their eyes everything went in a flash as they both fell asleep while hugging each others naked body.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Finally, a tap on the shoulder, “You must be Olivia,” said these curvy, sexy, irresistibly kissable lips.  My eyes traveled to his perfectly chiseled jaw line, then his flawlessly formed nose.  Finally my baby blues reached his striking sapphire green eyes, and a flash of recognition was displayed in those beautiful green eyes.  He toyed with one of his dark brown, Greek God like, curls as a reminiscent smile crossed his oh so kissable lips.  Butterflies flew around in my stomach, making me feel slightly queasy.  As he smiled at our memory, I was appalled, and thought, “It can’t be him… it’s not possible…”

Sara introduces us to each other, “Liv, this is Gabrielle Parker, Gabrielle, this is Olivia Moore.”  Every inch of my skin began to tingle, and I knew I wanted him.  There was no doubt in my mind that this was him… & blood rushed in-between my legs… an awkward silence passed over the table, while I could not help but stare at him.  To break the awkward silence, I lamely said, “Er… nice to meet you.”  He looked surprised that someone had spoken, and returned from his trip down memory lane, but responded, “You as well Olivia.”  After our waiter had taken our orders, I excused myself to the ladies’ room, insisting that Sara keep her groom-to-be company, simply because I was desperate for a moment alone.

I walked unsteadily to the ladies’ room, at once thankful for the overstuffed pink couch and the privacy.  I sat down quietly trying to keep it together and doing my best to recall every last detail of the perfection of those two weeks…

We were eighteen, young and stupidly in love—all the feelings of first love hit me, and inwardly I groaned, laughed, and cried simultaneously.  Still, surprising, a wetness was detected in-between my legs just thinking about Gabe’s perfect face.  “My God, he is out of bounds, but he is still so incredibly sexy,” I thought to myself, and smiled. 

My parents had given me & my best friend in high school, Kate, tickets for a two week cruise to the Caribbean Islands.  We were so excited, and on the very first night of the cruise we met Jake and Gabe.  Kate and Jake immediately hit it off, leaving Gabe and his then more boyish, but still gorgeous self, to me.  My sexual experience was limited, and I was a little nervous.  But, I had never wanted to lose my virginity, but Gabe’s smooth, lean body stirred an immeasurable amount of lust and love in me.  Gabe and I ate together, drank together, toured the islands together, and admitted our darkest secrets and highest hopes to each other.  We knew each other completely in that two weeks, and the kisses we shared are indescribable.  My fingers unconsciously toyed with an exquisite white gold ring encrusted in diamonds that Gabe had given to me before he had taken my virginity.  As he put the ring on my finger he said, “Olivia Moore I love you.”  Gabe then kisses my forehead and tells me he loves me.  Then he kisses the tip of my nose and tells me he loves me, and finally kisses my lips and says he loves me.  “I love you three times,” Gabe whispers as he looks in my eyes with a smile.  I slipped the ring off and looked at the engraving…

Gabe Y Olivia

I smiled at the memory… and remembered how it had happened on the beach.  How cliché, I thought, but it had been perfect...  he kissed my lips gently and I opened my mouth wanting to taste him.  His hands entangled in my hair traveled to my belly, making everywhere he touch tingle with lust.  He kissed my neck and I smiled with pleasure.  His strong hands were still caressing my lower back and stomach as his lips moved downward.  His strong hands made smooth circles on my skin, always traveling close, but never actually touching my breasts.  His lips again graze mine and I pull him in closer for a deeper kiss, my legs in-between his, my hands, fist, playing with his curls.  Then, they move sexily down his neck and his sculpted bare back.  My hands go toward his bronze shoulders, strong arms, and hands that were slightly rough but so able to please me y every need.  All of my body was on fire with lust, everywhere Gabe touched me desired to get even closer to him. 

“Uh-oh, baby,” Gabe laughed, “I think I feel something in-between your legs,” as his hand slipped in-between my legs, but to my dislike did not slide into my bikini bottoms.  A smile crossed his face, and he said, “Since I’ve taken off my shirt, I think it’s only fair if you take yours off.”  He flipped me onto my stomach, straddled me, and began to massage my back.  He kissed the knot at the nape of my neck where the top of my bikini strings kept me modest.  He pulled with his teeth and it became unknotted, his kisses progress towards the middle of my back where the second knot laid, he undid the knot with his teeth, stopping only to kiss the spot where the knot had been.  His hands massaged my back and shoulders as I relaxed, suddenly, his hands began to slip down, just brushing the sides of my breasts.  My breathing stopped for a moment, and I felt a gush of wetness between my legs. 

He moved to my legs, kneading, and caressing them.  Gabe’s hands were brushing in-between my legs and I sank lower so his fingers brushed the bottom of my bikini, hoping for some satisfaction.  To my dismay, Gabe did not give it to me.  His fingers and his mouth continued to tease my every cell—well, every cell except the ones of my breast and pussy, where the craving for attention continued.    Gabe laid down next to me, and I placed myself on top of him, and kissed him; my tongue explored his mouth and my legs unconsciously squeezed together as if they were hoping for something—or someone between them.  His hands moved to my ass and he caressed it, sometimes grabbing it and pushing my hips closer to his. 

He kissed me and I opened my legs feeling his enormous cock between my legs.  He sits up and I straddle him, sitting directly above his cock, craving for it to be in me.  I move forward so he can give my breasts the attention they so badly want.  Both of his hands caress them, making smooth circles around them, and he slowly, tantalizingly moves in to touch my nipples.  My back arches in pleasure and a slow, sexy smile crosses his lips as he bends his head and sucks on my now hard nipples.  The bonfire and the full moon provide enough light for him to see the look of pure pleasure that crosses my face as he moves to suck and lick my other nipple.  I moan softly, wrapping my legs around him more tightly. 

He grabs me by the ass and stands me up so I am still straddling his legs.  I’m so turned on that I’m afraid my moistness has soaked through my bikini.  He pulls the bows on either side of my bikini and they fall to the sand.  My nakedness is not facing him and his mouth is level with my completely hairless self.  He kisses the patch of skin directly above the lips of my pussy and my knees buckle in pleasure.  Gabe steadies me and smiles, and then tries to lower me to the ground.  But I shake my head and help him up.  I undress him slowly, enjoying the feeling, and smiling at his huge cock, now unrestricted and fully extended.  He places two fingers under my chin, and I look up, he kisses me, and lifts me by my ass, and I wrap my legs around him.  He looks at me and says, “Baby, you’re beautiful.”  We kiss my nipples hard against his chest, and his head lowers and my nipples slip in his mouth as he lays me down on the blanket.  He remains standing, simply looking and drinking in the sight of me.  He smiles and lays down on top of me… his rock hard cock between my legs, but not inside of me… which denies us both the satisfaction.    

He kisses me and his hands travel all over my body, they move lower, and caress my breasts, sucks on my nipples and Gabe’s hands move even lower as my hips lift off the ground in hope.  He kisses me as he runs his fingers back and forth between my thighs and the lips of my wet pussy, net entering me.  His other hands holds my cheek and his thumb brushes my lower lip, for some wild reason, driving me insane and making me wetter than I thought possible.  I pull him toward me for a kiss and feel two fingers slip inside of me.  I gasp… it feels incredible, and they explore brushing over my clit and I moan.  He uses his thumb to make slow circles on my clit and two other fingers to continue the rest of the exploration of my raining wet self.  I bite my lower lip in anticipation, ready to climax, and his head lowers and kisses my sex.  He tugs his fingers out, and in desperation, I say, “No, baby don’t stop! Please!”

Gabe laughs and his tongue slips inside of me, as he finally gets a taste.  My legs spread even wider, and I want more; my heart is racing as he licks my pussy.  He sucks my clit and it feels amazing, he kisses all of my pussy and I want more, my hips are now off the ground, and I’m about to come.  He licks in circles and flicks his tongue across my pussy, he inserts two fingers in me while he licks.  It hurts when he puts his fingers in me, my pussy stretches, and my breath becomes constricted.  The pain feels good, and I moan his name and Gabe sucks harder.  I’m about to come and Gabe sucks even harder, he moves his fingers inside me, and it’s the incredible moment before, and suddenly Gabe just stops…

He smiles, relishing in being the tease that he is.  I groan and beg him, in complete misery, “Please baby, do it again, I’ll do anything for you.”  Gabe shakes his head no and my hands move to my sex in hope of satisfaction and he stops me.  “Fine,” I say slightly resentfully, “I’ll show you how it feels.”  I push him onto his back and he lays down obediently, but responds, “Baby, you wouldn’t be as mean as me.”  I smirk at him, and lay myself on top of him, kissing him, and as he tongue slips inside my mouth I suck on it.  His eyes are wide in surprise about how good that made him feel, and I kiss his neck and the place that drives him crazy, the spot behind his earlobe where his neck and ear meet, my left hand travels to his nipples as I brush over them.  I continue kissing his neck and his mouth, as my left hand travels lower and lower.  It moves to Gabe’s legs and in-between them.  I move up towards his rigid cock.  I cruelly touch every part of him, but the tip of his penis.  He groans and tries to shift so the head of his penis is touched.  I laugh, and begin stroking him.  They follow his length up and down, varying the pressure, but I never touch the tip.  He groans, and I finally kiss the tip after my fingers have finally brushed over it, he moans my name louder.  Suddenly, I’m concerned that his cock is too big to fit in my mouth.  I shrug my shoulders and try anyway.

Caressing his ass and balls, my head bobs up and down over his dick.  He tastes salty and delicious.  My tongue flicks over the tip of his penis and I suck on his balls; he shivers and groans in pleasure.  His hips raise from the ground slightly and I know he’s getting ready to cum.  I place all I can of him inside my mouth and he is moaning, this is the moment before climax, and my tongue makes a circle on the tip of his penis.  He moans, and I simply stop.  “Baby, oh, baby, please don’t stop.  Please, please, I love you.  Baby don’t stop,” Gabe begs, and I simply laugh and respond, “I love you, too, but what goes around—“

He interrupts me by pulling me on top of him, I sit directly above his hard cock and we begin to make out.  His kisses make me increasingly wetter and wetter. His lips and tongue brush over my nipples and I groan, wanting him inside of me more than ever.  He kisses my lips and I open my mouth wanting his tongue badly.  I am nearly begging him, “Gabe, baby, I want all of you inside of me now.”  He smiles, rolls us over, so I’m on the bottom, and asks if I’m sure.  I respond that of course I’m sure.  His gigantic dick is still between my legs but still not inside me, and he kisses my forehead and tells me he loves me.  Then he kisses the tip of my nose and tells me he loves me, and finally kisses my lips and says he loves me.  “I love you three times,” Gabe whispers as he looks in my eyes with a smile.  I kiss him hard and know that I’m so wet, but I say, “Wait, baby.”  He looks down at me with questions in his eyes that say we don’t have to.  I ask, “You’re so big, I don’t know if I can fit all of you inside of me.”  He laughs, and asks if I want to try.  I nod my head yes.  He kisses me and pushes his massive cock inside of me and a moan of pleasure mingled with pain escapes from my mouth.  Gabe’s cock inside of me feels incredible, and he asks, “If it hurts, I can stop.”  I shake my head no and say, “Baby I want to.  Please don’t stop.” 

He pulls out, and I gasp.  He enters me again, but this time not all of him is in me, and he pulls me closer for a kiss and I tingle.  I feel amazing… he pulls out creating a steady rocking rhythm.  He glides inside of me and I moan his name, he pulls out and pushes in.  Each thrust making a hot tingly sensation flow to every part of my body.  He pulls out, thrusts in, and I groan louder, “Gabe! Baby, that feels so good!”  We’re both about to cum, and he thrusts his entire length in me and pulls out, faster now, I’m about to come and I close my eyes.  Gabe shakes his head no, and says “Don’t close your eyes baby, look at me beautiful.”   I open my eyes, staring into his sparkling sapphire eyes, and he smiles.  Gabe pushes in me harder this time, and pulls out faster, pushes in harder, and the moment before our climaxes was marvelous.  I didn’t think I could feel any better until Gabe pushed in and pulled out hard and fast, and then pushed in again, I tightened my muscles to keep him inside of me… and our senses soared.  We yelled, and moaned, and I felt warmth inside of me from his cum and his huge dick was still inside of me.  “I love you, Olivia,” Gabe whispered in my ear as we cuddled and I soon fell asleep in his arms. 

Part II Coming Soon! J

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

we arrived at his house and he said 'is it ok if i go up to change and leave you here?' i suppressed a smile and said 'are you suggesting that i would follow you up to your room to see you change? nonsense!' i said in a fake british accent. he laughed and said 'be right back'. i nodded and looked around. his house wasn't too big. just 3 rooms and 2 bathrooms and 2 floors just like a normal house. i went over to his trophy case. he had many trophies from wrestling. on one he was called Ty "Twister" Anderson. i wondered what it meant until Ty came downstairs and grabbed me around the waist and breathed on my neck 'STOP IT!' i squealed. he knew i hated it when he did that. 'so' he said ' what are we going to do?' i was about to reply when DING DONG. his doorbell rang. he ran and answered it. it was Jessica Maloney, his girlfriend. she flung herself onto him and kissed him passionately. The smile i was wearing dissapeared. it turned itself into a scowl. when Ty put her down she sauntered over to me and said 'well well well. look what the cat coughed up' 'hey Jessie! dont call her that you know shes my friend!' she looked me up and down and said 'shes 2 years younger Ty Bear..... you guys have nothing in common.' as if to punish her he smacked her where her ass mounds should be. i was almost in tears and i didnt want him to see me cry over him so i cast my eyes downward to where my track bag was and mumbled 'i gotta go... my moms probably waiting' even though we both knew full well that my mom didnt come home until the following morning. 'whatd you say Ari?' by then one foot was out the door and tears were spilling out of my eyes. 'GOODNIGHT!" i almost screamed. and with that i ran home, the tears coming faster now. i ate a twinkie and sat in my room and bawled my eyes out. ' Ty why do you want that slut? why dont you want me? she doesnt even have an ASS!"

the door flung open and my brother stood there with a funny look on his face and his baseball cap turned 180 degrees the wrong way. 'we do not use that language in this house ,missy!' peter scooped me up kissed my forehead. 'what are we crying about now, huh? your boyfriend dumped you, your friends ditched you, your pregnant. take your pick!' 'PETER! you know im still a virgin dont you? that rules out the last choice' 'well' said peter ' you never know. you coulda been brutally fucked agaainst your will in your sleep! by an alien!' 'OMG stop it Peter!' he put me down ' alrighty... uve got some party tonight dont you? DO YOUR HOMEWORK BEFORE YOU LEAVE OR I WILL GROUND YOU! ha scared you. but seriously try to at least do some of your homework.' and i tried. i failed. and then i felt like going to Ty's house again.

I left at about 8:30, his party started at 10pm. i went to his house and his moms car was in the driveway. it was afgter 6 so she wouldnt let me in but i can climb in his window. i threw a few stones and when noone came i climbed up, pushed out the screen and tugged the curtain... what was that noise? there was panting and moaning and jumping and.. 'AAAH!' screamed jessica. 'who IS that?' she pulled the covers up over her flat chest. as if she evn had anything to hide. Ty just sat and stared in awe, wondering what my reaction would be. What EXACTLY was going on? well you know.jessicas legs were up in the air, Ty was in the middle thrusting away and they were both moaning and grunting like beasts. How EXACTLY did i react? well, ill admit that if it wasnt Jessica he was fucking, the scene wouldve turned me on. but it was. and it didnt turn me on. in fact i was in pure and utter disgust. ' TY! YOU MOTHERFUCKING SON OF A BITCH! YOUR UPSTAIRS POUNDING AWAY AT JESSICAS ASS, WITH YOUR MOTHER DOWNSTAIRS AND I TOLD YOU I WAS GOING TO COME OVER AND I FIND THIS?' i was completely ballistic. i screamed so loud his mom came upstairs and said 'what is the meaning....' then she saw Ty and jessica. 'Mom-' he started 'NO ty. go finish your buisness with your stupid girlfriend. but dont expect me to talk to you or give you anything EVER again. because you know what they say, once a guy loses it, he can fend for himslef.' she was almost in tears and she slammed the door even louder than i had yelled. i WAS in tears, and i said 'HOW COULD YOU? and as for you jessicaP: fuck you' and with that i jumped otu his window not even caring what i broke and for the second time in one day, i left Ty's house crying. but this time, i had left Ty's house for GOOD.

(Corrin): When I first met Dr. T. (Theodore LaRue), I was a confident but scared freshman, far away from my small-town home and fresh out of high school the semester before. I can remember thinking how sweet he looked in his little bow-tie and blue button-down shirt -- a father-figure was how I first pictured him. It wasn't until I started seeing him everyday and not wanting to leave after class that I started to realize I was in love with him. It wasn't as if I could talk to anyone about it. He was my only adult confidant at the university, and of course I couldn't tell him. I mean, I would die of embarassment. Not to mention that he was married to another professor at the university. I tried talking to my girlfriends about it, but they just laughed or crinkled up their noses. "Gross!" Sara said, "He's almost old enough to be your grandfather." Of course, in my own defense, she was full of crap: he was about 52 years old to my 18 years old, but that's more like daddy age, not grandfather age! "Yeah," I said. "I'm sure it's just some latent father figure thing -- psychology, here I come." And we would laugh about it. But it didn't get any better. The longer I was in the department, the more classes I took ... it just got worse. I would have dreams of him telling me his wife was cheating on him and that he was so lonely during one of our two-hour-long "advising" meetings in his office. He never got that personal in real life, but in my dreams, that soft couch in his office ended up as a bed while I comforted this sweet, grieving man with my luscious size 18 body and DD breasts. It never happened, of course, but I wasn't going to break up a happy marriage, and besides, who’s to say that he would want me like I wanted him anyway! So there I was, two years after graduation, and we were going to meet at a local pub and have a few drinks like civilized, adult friends. It's ok, I thought ... I'll just be an adult and we'll both go our separate ways. Friendship is better than nothing, right? And it wasn't as if I was just pining away for him or anything. I'd dated several guys while I was at school and had just broken up with a really sweet guy who wanted way too much commitment considering that I wasn't in love with him. I kept wondering if the "right" guy would ever come along. Of course, as this thought ran through my mind, I looked up and there he was -- button-down shirt, undone bow-tie and all. He was such a cutie! His gray hair was always kind of wild, but he kept it short. It was almost as if he styled it to look like he had been running his hands through it all day, because even when I met with him first thing in the morning, it always looked like that.

I got up in my pink sweater, which was stretched tight over my abundant breasts, and my lighter-pink, long skirt and gave him a big hug, squeezing those arms that always seemed too muscular for a man of his age. "Hey sweetie!" he said. "Have you been here long?"

"Nah, I just got here and ordered a coffee. Come sit with me!" I said.

"Yeah, just let me grab a beer, and I'll be right there," he said.

I watched him walk to the bar and chat with the barkeep. This was Dr. T's favorite pub, so I'm sure he and the guy were big buddies. I saw the barkeep glance at me and raise his eyebrows at Dr. T. They laughed about something and he headed back toward our table. As he walked toward me, I thought I saw his eyes linger at my pink-covered tits, but, then, it could have just been wishful thinking. It wasn't until he got to the table and sat down with two large mugs of beer that I knew for sure. He was definitely staring down my sweater! I mean, it's not as if you can miss them since they're so huge, but he hadn't ever looked at me like that before.

"So, Corrin, what have you been up to? I mean, I know we communicate by email and all that, but that's just superficial. What's going on in your life? Any marriage prospects yet?" he said.

I blushed as I responded, "Dr. T., you know me. I just can't commit to any guys my age. They just all seem so immature. I thought that would change after a while, but it doesn't seem to. They all just want someone to take care of them, and that's not what I want to do with my life."

"As well you shouldn't," he said. "You deserve so much more than that. Corrin ..." He paused after he said my name, as if he was savoring the sound of it, and took a long draft off of his frothy mug. "Drink up," he said. "We're in for the long haul since I don't have anywhere to be. And drop that Dr. T stuff. We're adults. Call me Teddy."

"Oh? Ok. Well, so, is Mrs. T. out of town?" I asked. As I said it, I watched his mouth tighten up, and some frown lines I had never noticed before appeared. I suppose I had never noticed because he had never really frowned at me before. But I found out it wasn't me he was frowning at this time either.

"Mrs. T. is no longer Mrs. T," he said. "We separated and divorced earlier this year. I didn't mention it in my emails because you always sound so bubbly and positive, and I didn't want to bring you down with any bad news."

"Dr. T. ... uh ... Teddy, I'm so sorry!" I said.

"Nah, it's been a long time coming, and we're both happier now. But enough about me," he said, "what's been going on with you ... no marriage, but you're career is going great, huh? I feel like such a success as a professor when I see my students succeed like you have. You've got a great job -- doing PR for a New York art studio is amazing!"

I blushed again. "It's not a big deal, really, but it's exciting work, and I love being around all of the art. I learn knew things every day."

He smiled. "That's great, sweetie."

The conversation went on, and the beer kept flowing. I knew my cheeks were red, and I was warm in my sweater. I had on a white, spaghetti-strap tank underneath, so I shrugged out of the sweater and watched Dr. T's (I couldn't get used to Teddy) eyebrows raise as he was faced with my ample cleavage. "Whew," I said, "it's hot in here!"

"Yeah, you're right," he said. "Let's get out of here. I'll drive you to your hotel. Just let me pay the bill."

After he paid, we walked out to his car. His large hand was warm on my lower back as he guided me to the passenger side and opened the door. As I waited for him to get in his side, I turned and watched as he rounded the rear of the car. I was amazed to see him adjust his belt and shift uncomfortably. He was hot for me! I couldn't believe it. When he got in and smiled at me, I made a split-second decision ... "Why don't we go to your house," I said. "I've never seen it before, and I'm not really ready to go back to my hotel yet. It's not exactly the Hilton, ya know."

I smiled at him as he responded, "That sounds like a great idea!" As he started the car, I made another decision and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. I wasn’t ready for his reaction, and my stomach flip-flopped as he groaned and grabbed my arms and turned his face to mind. “I might be reading this wrong,” he said as his sweet, alcohol-tinged breath caressed my face, “but I want you so bad it’s killing me.” Then his lips were on mine, hard and hot, as he kissed me like I was the breath of life. His tongue teased my heart-shaped lips as I put my knees in the seat and leaned in closer to him. He smelled so good – a mixture of dark German beer, clean soap, and that musky, all-male scent that was just him. His tongue was in my mouth, caressing the roof of my gums as I licked into his.

I groaned as he released my upper arms and ran his hands all the way down to my fingers. He brought my hands up and placed them on his chest, all the while still nibbling at my lips and sucking my tongue into his own mouth. I was so wet, and my hips had started their own little grinding motion, as if he was fucking me already, and he had barely touched me. I had wanted this for so long.

I placed my hands where the top two buttons of that blue button-down shirt were open. I had noticed that his bow-tie was undone when he came into the restaurant, and now I wondered if he had done it for me, if he had known how long I had wanted to untie it myself and put my hands inside on his hard chest, to feel his crisp chest hair against my soft palms. I did it now, as I looked into his eyes, and saw how much he wanted me.

“You’re killing me, Corr,” he said. “Stop looking and start touching, sweetie.”

His normally calm, culture voice was raspy, and his eyes were half closed as he looked at me. The man was sex incarnate, as far as I was concerned, and I did exactly what he wanted. I began to undo one button at a time, until his shirt was undone halfway down his chest. I sighed as I ran my pink-tipped fingernails through the crisp, fine hair I found there. He laughed low in his throat like he knew how much I had wanted this. As I got up the courage to look in his face again, I saw how much he wanted me too.

I hadn’t been paying attention to his hands, but I sucked in my breath as I saw an evil little grin at the same time that I felt his hand close over my aching right breast. My pebbled nipple stabbed his palm, and my breath hitched as I froze, afraid he would stop this wonderful assault on my senses.

“You’re so damn beautiful,” he said. “I have to see these beautiful tits. I love it that your big nipples are so hard, almost as hard as I am for you, sweetie ... feel how hard I am for you.”

It was his turn to draw a deep breath as I trailed my hand down and caressed his hard length through his dockers. He felt huge! Not that I would have cared one way or the other at this point. I was salivating for him. I wanted him fucking me so bad that my panties were soaked through. I could smell my own, sexy scent, and I knew he could smell it, too.

He continued caressing my right tit while his tongue went back to work. I gasped as I suddenly felt the cold air on my other breast. He had pulled both my bra and my tank down under my tit, and his eyes rounded as he leaned back from our kiss to stare at my creamy white skin and dark, rosy nipple. “Beautiful,” he breathed, like a man entranced, and he leaned in to take my nipple in his mouth. This was no slow assault. He started suckling like a newborn immediately, and I felt the pull of that hot mouth everywhere at the same time. My pussy clasped together, and my ministrations to release his dick became more insistent. “I want you inside me … fucking me … please,” I gasped out.

“Mmmm,” he said as he leaned up from my swollen tit, “such dirty language from such a beautiful little mouth. Tell me again, baby, what do you want?”

I was embarrassed now, not sure if my language was a turnoff to him or not, but I reiterated my want in a strangled voice as he immediately pinched my nipple and pulled it toward him and roughly said, “Tell me…now.”

“I want you to fuck me … please.”

“No, Corr, not here. You’re too good for that,” he said, “but, just so you don’t think me rude, I’m going to give you a little taste of what’s in store for you later.”

“Wh-What do you mean,” I breathed, as his now-tender ministrations at my breasts were making it difficult to concentrate.

I was surprised and a little upset when he stopped and had me sit back in my seat as if we had just gotten into the car. My brain started functioning a little better the further I got away from him, and I started to think about what was happening here. I had always pictured being the leading party in anything that happened between us. I had always pictured him as someone who needed me to comfort him, but I never realized that what I really wanted was for him to want me, not need me. My whole life, people had needed me … family, friends, boyfriends … they were all so needy, and I was always there, giving them what they needed. But here was someone who was giving me what I needed, and as I thought this, I wondered how long he had known that I needed someone to take care of me, when I myself didn’t know it.

While I had been thinking, he had straightened his clothes, started the car, and backed out of the parking spot. As I started to reach up and fix my tank, he stopped me by putting his hard hand on my thigh and saying simply, “Stop.” As I glanced at him questioningly, his fingers started to slowly pull my flowy, pink, ankle-length skirt up my legs. “Leave it, please,” he said. “In fact, I would love it if you would just take it off. I want to see those pretty pink nipples of yours harden while I touch … here,” he said as his hand covered my pink-satin-clad, sopping wet pussy through my panties.”

This man was more of a man than I had ever given him credit for, but even so, I wasn’t going to be riding down the interstate, bare tits hanging out, for anybody. Or so I thought. As I started to protest, he squeezed my nether lips together and said, once again, in a deeper voice, “I want to see those nipples.” Except, this time, he punctuated each word with a tight squeeze. “While you’re at it, take these off too,” he said, referring to my panties. I shook a little as I followed his instructions, but my body was only too willing; my nipples were rock hard, just as he was wanted, my pussy was gushing, and my breath was coming in tiny little gasps.

He had his hand back on my pussy as soon as I was re-settled, and oh, did those fingers feel good in my tawny curls. He played for a minute, and I scooted further down in the seat, wanting, trying to get those thick, hard fingers buried in my wet cunt. “Please …” I said. “Ugh, God!” came out next as he squeezed my hard clit between two fingers, then went lower, putting those same fingers inside me. It was no match for what I truly wanted, but my hips came up off the seat just the same. While my right hand wrapped around the seat under me, my left hand came up to hold my tit, the same way it always did automatically when my own fingers were inside me.

“God, you’re wet,” Dr. T said. “Feel me … get used to having some part of me inside of you.”

I was climbing that invisible wall, straining toward release, my hand on my soft breast, squeezing, my breath coming in gasps. I no longer cared that headlights were shining inside the car and anyone who was beside us would know for sure what we were doing. It never entered my mind; my whole being was concentrated on rolling my hips to get as much of Dr. T’s hand inside me as possible.

My orgasm was coming on fast, but his fingers seemed to be slowing down. I started to put my free hand down there to help him, but he seemed to read my mind. “Stop” was all he said, once again, but I knew what he was saying. I wasn’t allowed to help. He was doing this for me. So I just continued to grind against his hand, pulling my nipple, licking my lips, and then he said it … three little words that sealed the deal. “Cum for me.” And I did – a heart-pounding, pussy-gushing, hip-grinding orgasm. And that was just with his fingers inside me. I couldn’t wait to make it to his house.

Friday Night

He arrived at her house at 7:00 pm that night and knocked on the door. As she opened the door his gaze was transfixed on her face with a smile that would melt her heart away. They walked to his car discussing what route they would take to the hotel where they first met, he was hoping for the pleasure she would have given him that night if they weren’t at the party. After the long drive they where going to the elevator to the third floor to room 313 where they were that night and all the magic had happened. As they where about to enter the elevator he asked her to hold on he forgot something special in the car. When he came back he was carrying a bottle of already chilled Moet. She asked if he had this planned but he just gave he that puppy dog smile that he had gave her that night they met. She smiled and let out a small laugh as they entered the elevator. On the way up the elevator suddenly jolted and stopped. They looked at each other laughed and the phone rang, it was the hotel attendant he explained that there was a malfunction in the system and they couldn’t open the doors. They looked at each other laughed, what where they to do? So he suggested since they were going to sit there they might as well drink the Moet before it got warm. She agreed so they began to drink it out of the bottle, the bottle was half gone when she started feeling promiscuous and staring at him, she wanted him so bad and as their conversation went on her body started heating up. She couldn’t take the sexual tension in her body anymore she bent over started kissing him with such passion, her chest was slightly showing he could see the curves of her breast which started to build an erection. The kiss deepened as she gently pushed him to the floor and climbed on top of him. His hands slid up the back of her shirt, fingers’ circling around her spine the tickling was giving her a sensation down to the bottom of her leg. His hands making there way to the front of her body as the kiss intensified. He slowly turned her over to lay her on her back; he kissed her gently down her neck, unbuttoning buttons as his lips followed to reveal her pulsating breast. Nudging and nibbling her nipples till them where hard and erect. He made his way down her stomach to the lining of her skirt, sliding his tongue under the material, tickling her skin as she let out a small moan. He slid her skirt down her legs and dropped it to the floor. Kissing his way up her leg, over her thigh ending at her belly button. Sliding his hand up to pull her panties down and throwing them to the floor. Gliding his tongue up through the inner leg till he reached her moisten spot. Looking up meeting her gaze, he buried his head into her wet, hot forest, licking and sucking making her body twitch in excitement. She let out a slight moan. Teasing her clit with his finger, getting her wetter and hotter. She wanted him inside her with his hard bulging cock, pulling him up to her face by his hair, kissing him with such passion. He was inside her starting in a slow motion, making her whim, starting to go into a faster motion. Going oh so deep inside her wet sensual spot, making her more excited. She wanted to give all of herself to him; she wanted to let out the explosion that was trapped inside her. Sweat glistened down his body from the heat; he wanted to give her everything he had in him. She started to moan louder and louder as he went faster and faster. He said “Give your self to me.” She quickly rolled him over Sitting up she positions herself over his cock, looking into his eyes that are wild with passion as her own is filled with lust of this long hard cock, she lowers herself down on his cock, feeling it fill her up completely. Slowly as she rocks her hips feeling his cock moving around inside of her tight pussy, she begins licking and sucking her nipples and breasts. Moving her hips up and down she begins to ride him like a bull, as he drives his hips up to meet hers pounding deep into her pussy. After a few minutes of that she lies on his chest and slides up and down his cock sliding in and out of her pussy slowly. He rolls over on top of her, sliding in between her legs and starts thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy, causing her to gasp each time it goes all the way in. Her hands start grabbing at his chest as her body is filled with ecstasy feeling this thick cock sliding in and out of her. Once again changing position she gets on her hands and knees as he positions himself behind her and starts slowly at first sliding his cock in and out of her dripping wet pussy, increasing speed to start pounding her again. Her moans and gasps for air as the power of his thrusts and the size of his cock bring her close to cumming again. Moving his hands from her ass to her hips he thrusts in deeper, causing her body to shake once again with another orgasm. Collapsing on the floor she tries to catch her breath as he gets behind her sliding his cock back inside her pussy.

As the time gets later, they continue to lovingly fondle each other, the thrust of his cock become slower and more passionately as he nibbles on her neck and plays with her breasts. After they both experience pleasure again, cumming for each other, he holds her close cock still buried deep inside of her pussy. Kissing her cheek he looks at her and smiles’ knowing that being with her is the best choice he's ever made. She stood up to get dressed and as she did the elevator jolted once again and started moving up as the doors opened they stood there with smiles on their faces, when the attendant asked them if they were okay and told them their night in the hotel was free all they could do was look at each other and laugh. As they walked to their room, she says “Now the real fun begins!”

   I washed you first I washed your whole body and stopped to wash your penis a little more to make you feel good. When I finished I started washing my own body when you took over washing my whole body and stopped to wash my pussy a little more to make me feel good. Things started to get hot and heavy you picked me up and I wrapped my legs around you waist. Then I put myself over your dick and slowly push you inside of me and sit there for a few seconds. And then I start moving up and down going faster and faster. I start to slow down and let you take over. You start off slow and begin to go faster and faster. Then I start to cum and so do you and we both slide down to the floor of the shower and sit there for a few minutes. Then we finish our shower and get ready to go to the party. I put on my sexy black dress with slits in the skirt and some black high heels. You put on a sexy blue shirt and black pants with a black tie.

   We start out the door around 7 p.m. And drove over to our friend’s house. We arrived around 7:30 p.m. The party started around 8 p.m. and in the mean time we all stood around talking till everyone showed up and then we sat down for a small dinner. And then we went outside to the patio where we danced and talked till around 9:30 p.m. When we started to clean up and go back inside and gathered around the fireplace in the front room and had some drinks and talked a bit more and the around 10 p.m. We headed back home. And we got home and we both were happy to be home with no noise and just the two of us. As I was heading upstairs to our room you stopped me and told me you’ll be up in a minute. You were going to get us some drinks and lock up for the night.

I got up stairs and changed into some sexy black lingerie and kept my black high heels on. I turned down the lights put on some soft romantic music and lit some candles and grabbed some rose petals I put away and spread them on the floor from door leading to the bed and spread some on the bed. And laid there waiting for you to come upstairs. I could hear you coming up the stairs I started to get a little horny. You opened the door with two champagne glasses and bottle of wine. You came into the room set the glasses on the stand next to the bed and crawled onto the bed and gave me a really passionate kiss. I knew that you wanted me as much as I wanted you. You opened the bottle and poured us each a glass and you handed me a glass and kissed me. We took a drink of the wine and when I finished I smiled at you. Then you took the glasses and set them back on the stand and got up to get undressed.

I stopped you from going any farther I could see it in the way you looked at me you wanted to rip off my clothes and have your way with me. But I wouldn’t let you I took me time taking off your tie and unbuttoning your shirt. I pulled off your shirt and made my way to your pants. First taking off your belt then unbuttoned your pants and pulled down the zipper and slowly pulled off your pants. I looked up at you and you smiled and let me do what I was doing. I slowly pulled off your boxers revealing a hard dick aching for attention. I put my hand around it and started to pump up and down. You put your hand on my shoulder for some support. I looked up at you and smiled. I let your go of you and you lifted me up to my feet.

And laid me on the bed and started to take my lingerie off one piece at a time. I was begging you to go faster because I wanted you in me. But you took your time unhooked my top and pulled it off then slowly slid down my body and hooked your fingers under my panties and slowly pulled them off over my high heels. Then you made your way back up. We kissed passionately then you reached for a glass of wine and poured a bit on my body. Then using your tongue you cleaned it up and kiss my body in all the right spots to make me moan. Then you make your way back up and we began kissing. And then I have you roll over so I’m on top and then I made my way down towards your dick. While kissing your body on the way down. Then I stop at the top of your dick and place my hand over you dick and stroke it for a while making you moan with pleasure.

I let your dick go and held it with my other hand and place my mouth over your dick and start moving it in my mouth I move all over your dick with my mouth. I finish and come back up to lay next you. We start kissing and then you make your way down my body kissing it all the way. Then you stop at the top of my pussy and using your tongue you lick and suck on my clit till I beg to stop and beg you for your dick inside me. Then you slide down bit to my hole and stick your inside and move it around giving me the greatest pleasure. Then you stop with your tongue and put your hand where your tongue was playing with my clit and then slowly down to my pussy then you insert one finger and feeling that you can fit another you add another you push your fingers in and out of my pussy. Then you add another finger and push your fingers in and out till I can’t handle it any more.

I pull away from your fingers and come toward you giving a kiss and ask you for more. Then I lay back down and point at you and signal for you to come closer with my finger. And you crawl toward me and put my body in between your legs and you give me a kiss. Then you take a step back and I spread my legs and you take a step forward. And I wrap my legs around your waist as you slowly enter me we stay that way for a second. Then you begin to move slowly and then you pick up your pace and start moving faster and faster with me urging you on by moaning your name. Then we decided that we would change positions so we lay down on our sides with you behind entering me from behind. We both start to feel that were getting ready to cum so you started to go faster and harder. We both came and just laid there for a few minutes. Then we got up clean ourselves off and climbed into bed and we both agreed that the first person awake would wake the other up with something sexual. And we fell asleep in each others arms.

The next morning I was awaken by the feel of something wet between my legs. I looked up and found a really sexy man at my feet teasing my clit with his tongue. I moaned in pleasure hoping that you wouldn’t stop. Then you made your way down to my pussy and pressed your tongue in and out of my pussy. I couldn’t take it anymore and had you come up to me and give me a very passionate kiss. Then you slipped you dick into my pussy and started to move faster and faster then harder and harder. As I clung to your shoulders you gave me a kiss and I moaned your name. Then we both came and you laid on my chest as I stroked your hair thanking you for the pleasure. Then we got up took a shower and got ready to head to the store to buy the items we needed for the picnic we we’re having later in the day.

We went to the store and bought the things we needed. We decided to grab something for breakfast on the way home and bring it home with us and eat it together. We got home sat down and ate our breakfast after we finished eating we sat and watched a movie that was playing on the TV. After the movie I went to the kitchen to start preparing our picnic while you jump on the computer for a bit. I finished preparing the food for the picnic and put them away for now. And I came into the room and stood behind you while you finished with what you were doing. Then we packed everything into the car that way we had a place to put everything after our picnic. And made our way down to the park and we set up everything and eat our lunch and laid in the warm sun at talked for a bit. Until the sun started to go down and we put everything in the car and took our walk to look at all the changing leaves.

By the time we were finished the sun had gone down and everyone had left the park. So we headed back to the car and at the time felt a little adventurous and asked you if ever had sex in a park at night. And you said I’ve wanted to but never had the chance. So we grabbed the blanket we brought for the picnic and laid it on the grass away from the view of passing cars. Then we laid on the blanket and started kissing and feeling each other. Then we started to take each others clothes off then I got on top of you and lowered myself on to your dick.

I started out slow and picked up my pace and started going faster and faster then harder and harder. Until I couldn’t move any more and I slumped onto your chest and laid there till you rolled me to my side and kissed me so passionately that I got horny all over again. This time you were on top pushing yourself into me going faster and faster then harder and harder. Till you felt yourself cum inside me and we laid there out of breath and feeling like we both accomplished something we’ve never done together. Then we got dressed and headed to the car to go home. We got into the car and drove home, we got home and we both laid on the couch together. Then we both went upstairs and got undressed and took a nice steamy shower together. Then we got ready for bed and got into bed and watched some TV till we fell asleep.

The next morning we were woken up by the sun coming into the room. And we both said good morning to each other and got up for the day. I went downstairs and made us some breakfast and we sat the table and ate our breakfast. Then we cleaned up and went to the living room and got comfy to watch our movies for the day. I got to pick the first movie and I picked a romance through out the movie there we some really good sex scenes. And I got horny and turn towards you and felt that you were getting horny too and we closed the blinds. And stripped each other and we were all over each other. Then you lowered me to the couch and got on top of me and kissed me and then kissed and sucked on my boobs and made you way down to my pussy.

Then you slid two fingers into my pussy and fingered me till I couldn’t take it anymore and wanted something harder in me. You stopped fingering me and slid your dick into me and we were going to fast and so hard that I couldn’t even control myself with all the pleasure. Then we change positions and we stared doing it doggie style with you in my ass. You started out slow to get the feel of my ass and not hurt either of us and then started going faster and harder till I felt you cum inside of my ass.

And we laid together naked that way if we got horny again we didn’t have to take our clothes off again. After my movie was over it was your turn to pick a movie. You picked on but wouldn’t tell me what it was you just kept telling me to wait and see. Then the movie started it turned out to be porn that you have gotten when I was gone for a day.  We watched it and had hot sex on the floor and fell asleep on the floor.

         

“When were you going to tell me about this?” his expression was pained and stiff.

          My answer stumbled out before I can stop myself. It’s funny that two words can just make, or break a person’s heart.

 “I wasn’t.” I wanted to kick myself, I wanted to rewind the conversation but I knew I couldn’t.

          A look of perplexment came over his face.

“You... you weren’t going to tell me?”

“I thought it would be better.” I said bluntly.

He raised his voice. “Better for who? Who were you thinking about?”

“You!” I interrupted, I was getting flustered.

“Me! ME! You think I wanted to be told lies?”

          I could not understand why he was reacting this way; I was saving him from the pain I had gone through. “I don’t know what to tell you.”

          He was moving closer to me, his face rapidly turning red. He flung the folder at me. I’m sorry was on my mind, but that’s not what came out.

“It’s not my fault.” I was in total shock because of what I said. He backed me up against the wall. He clenched his fist.

“NOT YOUR FAULT?” he was screaming.

“I didn’t mean that.” Now I know it’s pathetic, but I was trying to save myself.

“THEN WHY DID YOU SAY IT?”

“I was mad, I didn’t mean it. I was trying to save you, and me from this.” I said pointing from me to him for dramatic emphasis.

“ONCE AGAIN THINKING OF YOURSELF, AND BY THE WAY THERE WOULDN’T BE THIS IF YOU TOLD ME THE FUCKING TRUTH IN THE FIRST PLACE.” I didn’t know what to do. If he was cursing and screaming then there was a serious problem.

           He punched... the wall, and backed off. I went over to hug him. He threw me off, grabbed his keys and fled. I heard his tires screeching as he flew out of the driveway. I couldn’t stand it anymore. I reached for my pocketbook and stumbled across the number of my ex boyfriend, at this moment I don’t think I could have said no to arsenic. Before I knew it, I was at his house. The mailbox and the front gates seemed all too familiar. I rang the bell. The gates opened, and my car pulled ever so gently into the garage. The door opened before I got there and Dan’s masculine figure stood before me. He rushed out towards me as if to welcome me, but stopped dead in his tracks. His face turned from pure joy to bewilderment. He reached for my face apparently wiping a tear, I had not even been aware that I was crying. He cradled me in his arms and brought me inside.

          Once we were inside his house I explained to him what had happened and he was infuriated. He wanted to find Nick and wring his neck. I told him no, that it was my battle and he respected that. He lifted my head with his hand, and made me look at his face. His black hair was chin length with a couple strands dangling into his face which framed his eyes, oh how those ice blue eyes made me melt. Our heads went in to kiss. I couldn’t do this. I walked into the bedroom just as if it were my own, and sat down on the bed. He came in and sat down beside me.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that.” he said as he turned to look at me.

“You weren’t the only one in that room who almost did.” I said unable to return the gaze.

The problem was, we both wanted it, but neither was ready to receive it. I burst into tears.

“What is wrong with me, how come every relationship I have ends up this way, with me over at your house crying my eyes out.”

“I’m glad it ends this way, so I can comfort you.” he said innocently.

He reached for my face again, and brought it to his. I leaned in and kissed him back. He leaned back.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he said almost surely I would say no.

“Yes.” I said as he once again pulled me closer. I turned the kiss into more than it should have been. He backed up to look at me, and held my face in his hands. He looked for a minute, and must have been happy with what he found because he put his hand to his pants. He started to unbutton them. Then came the zipper very slowly, unsure. He pulled them down to reveal his striped boxers, legs, and calves. I started to pull off my shirt, showing my black bra, then I looked at him filled with insecurity. He loomed on top of me. He moved closer, my face only inches away from his. He was awaiting a kiss. When he did not move I returned the kiss, full on, no avoiding it. It turned into a marathon of tongue massaging and suddenly I felt better. I continued undressing. My insecurity was now gone and the emotion that filled me now was unbridled passion. We were totally bare, quivering and filled with anticipation. He leaned in to kiss me. As he approached me I felt the soft moonlight illuminate my chest in the familiar room. He put his manhood so close to me that it made me shiver. He looked at me once again, in the same unsure way, so I backed away. He got a look of discouragement on his face, but I gave him my best seductive smile, and he looked at me questionably. I got off the bed, and motioned for him to lie down, he complied quickly. I straddled him, but did not let him enter. I offered him my soul in that kiss. I fed at his mouth, and he did the same, I broke the kiss, and put my finger under his jaw line to move his head to one side.  His tender sensitive neck was very warm when I placed my lips to it, I nibbled gently, and I could feel that a now firm appendage was against my leg. I worked my way down, kissing, and nibbling across his nipple, chest, stomach, then his thigh, totally ignoring the part of him that he so desperately wanted me to touch. Down to his toes, and then on to the other foot, up his calve, thigh, stomach, chest, nipple, and  then the neck. When I came up to his mouth I was straddling him again. I gave him his kiss, and I plunged him as far as he could go and immediately, I could tell that this was no going to be any ‘Did I leave the coffee pot on’ sex. I didn’t really think as I bounced on top of him. I freed myself from my bra, and bent down further to kiss him again. He pushed me back, and down. Then he got off the bed, and motioned for me to turn to face him. I did a 180, and he wound up at the end of the bed. He entered me, and I wrapped my legs around him, right above the spill of his firm ass. I could tell that it would be soon for me, and apparently it would be soon for him too, his breathing changed into a heavy pant, and finally I ground my hips into him. I could feel him let go, and so did I. The orgasm made me stop the rhythm and just lie there pulsating to one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.

 Which left me with one question, how come something so wrong feels so right?

         

When I woke up it was around three. I knew I would not be able to fall back asleep, there anyway. So, I gathered my clothes and decided to head on home. When I got there, I noticed candles were lit, dripping into their dishes, and rose petals were strewn throughout the house. They smelled delicious like candy, and looked even better. I headed very quietly up to the bedroom. I opened the door and peered in, there I saw Nick lying on the bed asleep, propped up on the pillow. I snuggled in close to him and moved him to a more comfortable position. I knew this was where I was meant to be.

 

 

     There, I met John. He was 6 feet 3 inches (a whole foot taller than I), gentle, looking for someone to be friends with or possibly more, and stuck in the same kind of relationship I was wiith Edward. Oh, yeah. He was also black. After looking at his profile and reading every little word, I decided to allow him to contact me outside the site. I don't know what possessed me to do it, but i sent him my e-mail address and soon, he was online and we were chatting.

     We started out by talking about everyday, little things. You know - age, sex, location, jobs we held, the weather - that kind of thing. Soon, we discovered we had so many things in common that we could be related to each other. While he had grown up and learned a trade in the Cayman Islands and I had done the same here in the states, we were a perfect match in everything except height and location. He was currently in Florida and I was in Southeastern Idaho. Might as well have been seperate countries. Either way, we began a wonderful relationship that began to grow as time went by.

     Soon, we were trading pictures over the net, becoming more and more daring until I eventually told him that all these pictures were old and that I didn't have a cam any longer. He immediately signed off and I wrote him off as just another pic ho. To my surprise, the next day, he logged on and asked for my address. He said he was sending me a "present" that I would like and that he wanted me to promise to use it. I said ok and he wished me a good evening and signed out again. This left me wondering what he was sending and if I had done the right thing by giving out my address. In a fight later that evening with my ex, I forgot all about it and went to bed in tears.

     To my surprise, at 11am the next morning, I answered the door to the ups man with a box from John. He had sent it overnight mail. I signed on the line on the screen and quickly closed my front door with a blush, realizing my black silk robe had fallen open to the delivery man's gaze, revealing my double d breasts and cleanly shaven pussy. I carried the box to my bedroom and logged in to find John waiting for me. He asked if I had openedit yet and I told him no. He demanded that I do so immediately and I ripped the tape off the box.

     Inside, I discovered five little packages. The first I picked out of the bubble wrap was a pricey webcam. I knew it was pricey due to the field I am in. I plugged it in, installing the software quickly so that John could see me retrieve the other items from the box. I then looked back in, once I was sure he could see, and gasped in surprise at the remaining contents. Inside were two vibrators (with batteries), one buttplug, and a bottle of very expensive lubricant. The purchase order listed the total price at $243.72 including shipping. John asked me if I was ok. Evidently, I had begun to blush and he could see it very clearly. The doorbell rang again and I rushed from the room, my face burning.

     It was the ups boy again, with a second, smaller package. I signed again and felt his gaze linger on my cleavage, very visible again. I leaned in and kissed his cheek and said thank you and closed the door on his hot face, giggling to myself as I locked the door again. I carried this box into the bedroom and faced the cam again. John had a cell phone in his hand and my box began to ring and vibrate as he put it up to his ear. I dropped it then laughed at myself and quickly opened the box, eager to hear his voice for the first time.

     I flipped the little black phone open and breathlessly answered. "Hello."

     "Hello, beautiful," I heard a deep, gentle voice respond. "How do you like your gifts?"

      "Well, I'm kinda surprised. We've only been doing this for a couple of weeks and you sent me some very personal stuff, here." I replied, blushing once again. "What do you expect me to do with all of this? I know what I want to do but I have never let anyone else see me do those things."

     "Honey, the toys are for you to use however and whenever you want. The cell phone is for us to talk when we're at work and want to chat. You can call me any time you want during the day. The cam is so that I can see whatever you want to show me and to see your beautiful face and body. Nice pussy and tits, by the way."

     I blushed again, even harder realizing my robe had slipped open again. Then, I decided to give him a show. I turned off the cam, telling him that I would be back in a minute. I quickly loaded the batteries, slid the wrapping off the lube and buttplug and adjusted the cam so he could see the bed. I then sat on the bed and turned the cam back on, using the remote control. I leaned back on my elbows and spread my legs, dripping lube onto my pussy and rubbing it gently down into the crack of my ass. I then slid the butt plug over my mound and down to my hole, asking him where he thought it should go. “Slide it into your ass, darling,” he growled. I could see his hand slide off of the desk and slip down to the bulge inside his shorts. He began to stroke his cock and I watched him on the screen just as he was watching me. I slipped the head of the plug into my ass, feeling the puckered hole slowly open under the pressure until, with a soft grunt, it slid into place, filling my ass completely. I slapped the end of it, sending a shock through my ass and gave a soft tug to make sure it was securely in place. “Oh, yeah,” he breathed into my ear softly. “Now, play with that amazing pussy for me, baby. I don’t care what you use on it, just don’t stop. I love what I see.”

     I grabbed up the smaller of the two vibes and turned it on, stroking my clit gently with it before slowly inserting an inch into my tight wet hole. I eased it back out with a soft groan and slid it back in. Two inches. I repeated this again and again for him, masturbating to the sound of his quickened breathing and the sight of his now erect cock loose in his hands, being stroked to just the same rhythm as the toy in my cunt. I now had it deep in my pussy, pounding away with the vibration turned on low. With a devilish smile, I pulled it from my dripping wet gash and turned it off, laying it aside and reaching for the larger. I glanced at it as I grabbed it, doubting if it’s 12 inch long thick shaft would fit but I decided I would give it my best.

     I pushed the head of the toy against my now swollen clit and heard him gasp in my ear. “Honey, are you sure that’s going to fit? I might have misjudged on sending you that one.” I reassured him by suddenly thrusting it into my snatch. It only went in about 4 inches at first. Then, I turned on the vibration. My pussy responded by opening wider and eagerly gulping at the pulsating toy, pulling it in deeper and deeper until about ten inches was buried in my quivering flesh. My juices dripped and I began to pump it in and out, thrusting my hips into the air. Sucking sounds and moans filled the air as I went faster and faster. My gaze had drifted away from the screen and I suddenly felt a new sensation. There was a buzzing in my ass. The butt plug had come alive, gently vibrating away. I yelped in surprise and John laughed in my ear. “New sensation, dear?” he chuckled.
    
     I looked at the screen, seeing the little box in his hand as he turned up the juice again. My hips were bucking and my orgasm was building. I could see the head of his 8 inch cock growing and swelling in his hand, his balls tightening with pressure as he watched me quiver and hold back the orgasm.

     “Just cum, baby. I want to see you cum,” he whispered in my ear as he turned up the plug to full power. I pumped harder and suddenly, I was cumming, squirting all over my green satin coverlet at the cam while I watched his jizm pour from the head of his engorged cock. My pussy and ass convulsed as I had the most intense, double orgasm I had ever had in my life. He turned down and then off the butt plug, easing me out of cumming slowly. I did likewise to the vibe in my pussy and slid it out, laying it beside its much smaller counterpart on the coverlet. I lay there, gasping and moaning into the phone while he turned the butt plug on and off, teasing me and watching me jump all over the bed as he did so. “Mmmmmm….that was wonderful. Thank you for the birthday present, honey,” he whispered in my ear. “Do you want that plug out or would you leave it in over night for me? I want to wake you up by giving you another orgasm, if you’ll let me.”

     I told him I would leave it in and we signed off for the night, hanging up and crawling under the covers, removing the soiled coverlet and letting it fall to the floor. I thought about what I had just experienced for a while. It was a night of many firsts. My frst anal orgasm, my first phone sex, the first time I had masturbated for anyone, and the first time I had ever had dp of any type. I was about to drift into sleep when my ass buzzed and a text arrived on the new cell. “Just a reminder” it said. I grinned and sent back a quick, “Thank you. It was wonderful and a shock. Talk to you in the morning,” and fell asleep, dreaming of my wake up call.
 

           Duron
snuck down from the roof with some difficulty, his two daiklaves didn’t help
much either. Five minutes. Across the way and under the tall tree
outside the wall. Three minutes. He climbed the tree with great accuracy and
vaulted the wall. He landed with a thud
on the ground. Two minutes. He darted pass the gardens and pressed
himself against the building wall.Â
There, his entrance, two meters to his left. Seizing the opportunity he made a break for
it. Fifteen seconds. He closed the door behind him and released
his breath. Well done he said to himself
now to find the armory and a place to stow his swords till all was completed.

           The
princess walked back in to the room.Â
Cala had barely enough time to hide herself behind the door. Well so much for stealth. A little blood goes a long way. Cala sprang and seized the princess’
head. The small bones cracked at the
quick twist and her last breath escaped her lips. A pity, the princess would have made a great
bargaining chip if needed. Cala donned
the one necklace, headband, bracelets and anklets. She opened the door with as much dignity as
she could muster, walked down the hall to the great ballroom.Â

           He
slunk down the hall garbed in officers’ dressage. Blue armor with tassels, ornate sword used
more for show than a fight, white tunic underlay. The things he had to do in the name of
righteousness. The door to the ballroom
had been left open. Not being one to
blend well, he stuck out like all the other guards, blue spot in a sea of red
and white. The lay of the room swirled around
him. Music, entertainers, people dancing and laughing, wine it was enough to
make any normal man dizzy, but Duron was here on a mission. Destroy the building that stood on the manse
and liberate the city and the Realm of all dragon-blooded. That was why he had penetrated this building,
trained for so long, and honed his skills…wait what was that? He had been standing at attention trying to
look like the other guards. He looked
and saw her. Black hair braided to her
head and down her back. Imperial
markings all over her and she seemed not to fit in. He turned his eyes back to the front for only
a fraction of a second but when he looked again she had vanished.Â

           Cala
had been seen, she was sure of it. She
had mingled with the crowd matching step for stance, the exact mirror of the
imperial family, and yet the guard had watched her. Maybe he was checking out the action of the
night. No such luck, buddy. He’d sooner have one of her arrows in his
heart than her in his bed. Besides the
dagger she had concealed was for a soldier higher up the food chain than his
peon of a sentry. There he was standing
like a man with no conscience, the snake, the villain, MURDER! Cala could feel
her rage swelling. She needed to calm
down. There wasn’t enough room her to
perfectly aim the dagger and run. She
would have to get close to her target. Very close. Oh
father, forgive me, but this is the only way to put your spirit to rest.

           He
saw her again; the clothes, the hair, definitely a princess. She would be his target. If she lived here
than he knew where the room to the furnaces were, if not then there was one
less dragon-blooded to worry about. She
was leaving! He had to catch her. But he
couldn’t leave; it would cause too much commotion. Suddenly the crowd surged to the walls
pushing Duron back against the door. He
spilled out into the hall. There she
was, walking briskly but not hurriedly.Â
This was almost too easy.

           Cala
had to get out, a side entrance, secret passage, something. There at the far end of the wall, a small
door. Concentrating on concealing her
anima she enveloped herself in her wings.Â
Hurriedly she made her way to the door past the royal guards. Once in the hall she let her cloak fall and
she padded of quickly down the hall. No
one was supposed to be in the halls, then why did she have the distinct feeling
of being followed. She stopped, looked
down as if checking her shirt. She
pulled the dagger out from the hidden sheath under her shirt, three, two, one…

           Duron
saw his chance. He had tailed her to the
end of the hallway, he pulled the short sword from its scabbard, it may not
have been for fighting, but it would frighten any pampered princess. She stopped.Â
Quickly and as quietly as he could he crept up on her. His hand reached for her shoulder…

           Cala
felt him extend his hand before it touched her shoulder. She grabbed it and threw her assailant
against the wall. A loud CRACK echoed
down the hall just as thunderous applause erupted from the ballroom so no one
bothered to investigate.

           Duron
felt the shock wave hit his body through the armor. It shocked him for only a few seconds. The sword he wielded was pressed against her
slender bare stomach. Her dagger was
pressed against his now exposed throat.Â
His helmet lay a few feet from him.Â
A princess that could defend herself, that wasn’t something he counted
on. She stepped closer and he slid the
sword deeper against her soft abdomen.Â

           “I
wouldn’t if I were you.” The woman’s voice was pure silk laced with poison, an
almost hypnotic look in her pale lavender eyes.Â
He had heard the voice before, he was sure of it.

           “And
why not?” came the deep baritone from the man, more mocking her than in
fear. Where had she heard that voice?

           “Because
I will slit your throat so fast you won’t know you are dead until you see the
underworld.” His milky-blue eyes studied
Cala’s face for a moment, he smiled.

           “Why
are you smiling?” The question was more
out of annoyance than shock. Had he gone
delirious at the realization that he would die in a pool of his own blood? Men, who knew.

           Duron
smiled, this was too easy, and this pampered kitten hadn’t the gall to follow
in on her threat. Without hesitation his
hand shot forth grabbing and wrenching her around he dislodged the blade from
her hand.Â

           “Now,
now little princess, lets not be so hasty,” the voice held more warning this
time and sounded mean. He meant to scare
her.

           Little
PRINCESS!? Cala was insulted. She may
have dressed the part but she was no pampered palace pet. He stole a kiss on her cheek. Infuriated she twisted a piece of his flesh
with her free hand. He tried not to
scream in pain but he let her go. Cala
grabbed her dagger from where it had fallen and pointed at the would-be
killer.Â

           “Don’t
follow me,” she said carefully weighing each word, wanting to them to sound as
acidic as possible. With out a backwards
glance she tore down the hall at breakneck speed.

           Don’t follow? Of course he would. He took off running. Damn she was fast and
the skirt did not hide the taut muscles in her legs. He heard behind him the ballroom doors
open. He swore beneath his breath and
continued to follow. He saw her duck
into a room and sped up to grab the door before she locked it.

           Cala
ran as fast as a deer, vaulting over chairs and rugs. She had been caught. Damnit, now she was never get her
chance. The room lay ahead, she wouldn’t
bother changing, and she could steal clothes if she needed it. She closed the door behind her only to have
it burst open, the guard had followed her. She fell to the floor but rolled to
stay out of his reach. Her bow would do
her no good in a close combat situation; she would have to rely on her blade
and martial arts charms. The question
tugged at her mind, how had he stayed on her trail? No mortal man could catch her.

           Duron
fell over himself as he burst through the door, catching himself he spun around
before she had a chance to stick him. He
locked the door but as he turned he saw the real princess on the ground dead.

           “Who
are you?” he asked. He was amazed at her
skills and abilities. She fascinated
him. The woman looked ready to kill him
at all costs.

           The
question startled Cala. Why was he asking, did he not care that his death lay
not more than ten feet from him?

           “I
am no one to be trifled with. Let me go
and I swear I won’t kill you or any family you have.”

           “You
clearly are not the princess, SHE is lying there. You are an assassin. Who and why you are trying to kill is beyond
me, but you are very skilled that is obvious.”Â
He tried to get her off base, falter if need be. Duron pulled a chair out from under a table
and sat.

           “Sit,”
he said motioning to the bed, but Cala wouldn’t sit with an enemy in the room.

           “Or
don’t it’s all the same,” Duron said it mockingly; the woman was clearly not
trusting of anyone.

            “Why are you talking to me,” Cala asked. The seeds of her anger died in her. This man meant her no harm, but why was he
trying to be her…friend!? Cala finally
sat.

           “Good
now we can talk. My name is Duron.” He waited for her to answer. It was almost comical to see the dumbfounded
look on the young woman’s face.

           “Uh…My
name is…uh…O’na.” Cala finally recovered to say a name but why did it have to
be the one of the dead princess. What
was it about this man that seemed so familiar and why did he make her question
her senses?

           “No
its not, ‘O’na’ is her name,” Duron said motioning to the body lying on the
floor. It was half scolding half
playful, he needed to find out who or what this woman was and how she had
become so strong.Â

           “Your
name has spirit behind it, so are we going to be truthful or do we have to sit here
till the real guards come and find us?”

           REAL guards, so he wasn’t a guard. The question almost made Cala laugh but
instead of she smirked. No harm in
revealing herself to this man. If he wanted
to talk to death, let him.Â

           “Cala,
my name is Cala,” she said in her soft voice that sounded like a purr more than
a human voice.

           “Good
now I know your name and you know mine.”

           By
the gods, she was beautiful. Those pale
lavender-gray eyes that glowed like the moon, that brilliant small smile on her
pretty lips, her long, silky black hair.Â
Beautiful but deadly. An elegant
predator sat before him and her clothing did little to hide the power her body
contained. Her gaze made him aware of
himself and he cleared his throat hoping to ease the rising heat in his
body. What was happening?

           “OK,
so do you mind explaining how you kept up with me in the hall? I am faster than any man alive.” She had him.Â
He was after all human. His gaze
flickered up her form. He was almost
drooling. Cala smiled inwardly.

           Duron
stood and turned around, this was hard.Â
He felt his cast mark burn through the headband. He felt his heart skip a beat as he heard her
shift off the bed. This had never
happened before. He had seen beautiful
women but none like this, he had to know, a part of him had to know. Turning he found her almost at the window.

           “STOP,”
Duron said, a little louder than expected.

           Cala
turned and faced him. Well she almost
made it. “Yes?” The purr again this time
it was soft and vibrant.

           Duron
controlled himself enough to walk over to her.Â
He ripped the headband from her forehead. There beneath the royal fabric lay the mark
he was hoping to find.

           Cala
jumped the bed, grabbed her bow and arrows from their hiding spot. How dare him
and now he would pay with his life. Her
body infused with essence, she laced the arrow making it sharp and sure. She turned and aimed right for his evil
heart. But the look on his face and the
way he stood caused her to stop. Her
eyes traveled up to his brow. Duron had
pulled back his hair revealing the golden disk that burned like the sun. His body ignited in a blue flame and his eyes
shown through the light.

Cala was
speechless; her weapons fell from her hands.Â
Another Chosen, it couldn’t be but it
was. Her exalted soul rejoiced at the
sight of him not knowing why.

Without a word she ran to him and
he engulfed her in his arms. He felt
like he had found a long lost friend.Â
The joy overwhelmed them both.

           “We
have to leave, now,” Cala said urgently.Â
Duron nodded. He also had to get
his swords and get out of this monkey suit.Â
She collected her quiver and bow when she stood; Duron had a puzzled
look on his face.

           “You
aren’t going to change out of those,” he said pointing to her clothing.

           “No,
I stole them, I stole the ones I had on and I’ll steal another pair if I need
it.”

           Her
carefree attitude amazed him. He went to
the door and looked out into the hall.Â
No one, good this would be quick.Â
He started to inch his way down the hall he turned to see if Cala was
following him. She was right there at
his side matching his speed with her own quite steps. The armory was one floor down so they needed
to find the stairs. The stairs were big
and open not a good place to hide a big guy like himself. Cala saw his hesitation and asked what was
wrong.

           “My
daiklaves and clothes are in that room but it’s to open, someone will notice
me,” he whispered.

           Now
it was her turn to show her anima. With
careful concentration she felt her body become light as the wind. Her body was washed in silver light. Her anima wings unfolded at her back. With equal amazement Duron watched her become
invisible and almost fly down the stairs not a sound could be heard even when
the heavy wooden door was opened.

           Cala
looked and saw the two big swords in the back.Â
When she picked them up they were weighty but felt secure in her small
palm. Pulling the scabbards over her
head she found his clothes. Tempted she
breathed in his scent. He smelled earthy
and warm. Her head spun at the pleasing
smell. Cala made her way back to the
door, checking right and left no one in sight.Â
She hauled herself and the weapons up the stairs still making no sound
not even to breathe. When she reached
Duron he lifted the swords off her shoulders and took the clothes from her.

           “Now
we can leave.” Duron left the armor in the hall and dressed as he ran. There was a window open and Cala looked
out. It wasn’t far to the ground. She vaulted to the earth landing close to the
wall. Duron landed with a loud thud a
few feet from her. They scaled the wall
and jumped to the ground below. Once in
the street Cala led him to where she was staying, a large room with windows
which were easy to get in and out of.Â

           “Do
you ever use the door?” he asked as they clambered into the lamp lit room

           “If
it is daytime,” Cala said laughing.Â
“It’s not much but it’s fine for now.”

           For
now, he echoed in his mind. He watched
her place the jewelry in a bag and then sit down in a chair. The fabric did little to conceal her legs.

           “What,”
she asked, amused at the color that reddened his cheeks. He was embarrassed how cute. Cala knew fully how she was dressed and how
she looked to him. But knowing that did
not make it easier for her to not notice the muscles underneath his shirt. Â It was all she could do to not rip his shirt
off or for that matter his pants. It was
all she could do to keep her own color from reddening.

           Duron
sat on the bed and began to tell his story.Â
Maybe if he talked he could get the image of her body out of his
mind. But looking into those watchful
eyes, knowing they saw every muscle and minute expression that passed across
his face, did not make them any less seductive or any less inviting. How was it that she made him feel uneasy and
comfortable at the same time? He
searched his soul only to come up blank.Â
As his story ended he looked and watched the laughter and smile dance in
her eyes. When she smiled, his mind was
floored.

           Cala
could feel the heat rise in her face as he looked at her intently. His long dark messy hair, his strong arms and
body, her own body ached to feel it against her again. His eyes, oh those beautiful light blue eyes,
she felt as if he could see to her very soul.Â
She turned her head and reached for the locket in the drawer of the
table.Â

           “Now
it’s my turn,” she said playfully watching as his hands brushed back his hair
and then lay firmly on the bed. He was
all ears to her. He laughed at the funny
parts, his laugh was brilliant. It
radiated through her soul like nothing ever had before. His face saddened at the murder and
brightened at how she became exalted.Â
When she finished she held his gaze, wanting to linger in those pools of
blue peace. His face was alive with
light and passion.Â

           Duron
watched her face, expressive and beautiful.Â
He longed to touch it, to feel the softness beneath his fingers. He longed to kiss her, to breathe in the
sweet scent he knew lingered on her skin. He was entranced. Before he could stop himself, he was standing
over her, his hand cupped her cheek. She
nuzzled her face to it feeling the warmth of his skin on her cool face. Her skin was silk beneath his calloused hand.
She placed her hand over his and kissed his palm. Duron couldn’t help but feel a twinge of
jealousy for his hand. He brought his
face down to hers and found her lips full and welcoming.Â

           He
tasted incredible, the energy and power.Â
The passion, in a simple lingered kiss.Â
Cala placed her arms around his neck and he pulled her up and hugged her
close to him. She traced his face and
neck kissing him where her fingers touched.Â
He felt amazing, so much strength and fervor in his arms. She laced his shoulders, the force that she
sensed in those muscles. She felt
fragile and small in his embrace. He
held her as if she were a priceless piece of glass, strong and delicate. She kissed him again but more fiercely and
deliberately. He returned her kiss with
equal passion savoring every inch of her mouth with his tongue. His hands made a path down her back mapping
every subtle curve. Holding her with one
arm he traced her leg with his finger tips.Â
Her hands went beneath his tunic tracing every crease and muscle on his
abdomen and chest. He moaned softly at
her touch. She pulled at his shirt
violently throwing it across the room till it met the wall. He saw in her eyes a wild passion, which he
could not deny that he felt himself. He
wanted her and she wanted him just as much.Â
He pulled her to the bed holding her beneath him. Cala smiled and laughed at the rush of
emotions, she wanted him alright and would do anything to make him just as
crazy as she was. She kissed him
intensely and moved to the head of the bed.Â
Smilingly slyly she waved her finger at him in a come-and-get-me gesture
and Duron was more than happy to oblige her.Â
He was on top of her in an instant and she laughed at the wildfire in
his eyes.

           “You’re
laughing at me,” he said, trying to sound as hurt as possible.

           “No,
never,” she said stretching her hands above her head, knowing that he was
getting a full view of what was to come.Â
“I’m laughing because you may not want to leave after this.”

           “Who
says I was going to?” Duron pulled her close to him feeling every curve of her
body with his. He heard her moan as he
deepened the kiss, his body pleading to be next to hers. He laid a breathless Cala back to the
bed. He showered her face with kisses,
moving to her neck where his tongue pressed against her sweet pulse. Her hands etched his back and her sighs of
pleasure fueled his exploration. His
hands traveled down her sides moving to the front of her shirt. His fingers untied the string that held the
shirt and drew her into kiss as he shed the offending article. He was not disappointed. Two full, firm mounds greeted his gaze and
Cala giggled at the look.

           “I’m
glad that you like,” she said huskily with the same deep purr as before. He smiled and kissed her fervently. She slid her hands down his chest reaching
for the belt around his waist. She felt
his hand at her wrist bringing her hands above her head. Cala looked at him in surprise but he shook
his head and pressed his mouth to her trim neck. He heard her gasp in delight as he pressed
his free palm against her breast. His
mouth moved from her neck to the other firm mound and he sucked and pressed his
tongue in turn on her already hard nipples.Â
Her moans and sighs beneath his mouth made him want her even more, so
bad that his body could barely stand it.Â
He moved to her stomach savoring each kiss as her hands combed through
his hair. His fingers found the tie of
her skirt and slowly untied it as he pressed a hand slowly to her hip. She cried out in uninhibited passion as the
skirt found the floor. He looked up and
gazed upon her body drinking in the beautiful woman who lay before him. Cala could feel his tender eyes on her, her
mind swirled in a sea of desire. She
looked at him biting her bottom lip, wanting so much for him to take her
now. Duron sat up, gods he was hard. He wanted to feel her around him, in him,
coursing through his veins.Â

           She
sat up and moved to him, her long black hair brushing his skin. She kissed his shoulders and neck running her
hands down his bare chest.

           “I’m
all yours,” she whispered softly to him.Â
Her hands moved to his pants searching for a way to remove them. Â

           Duron
pulled her to him, kissing her soundly.Â
He laid her back and stood. He
blew out the lamp, leaving only the stars and moon to illuminate the room. He removed his boots and pants. He could feel her watchful eyes on him
studying, tracing his body in the moonlight, taking in every muscle and
curve. When he finally turned he heard
her breath catch. Cala had never seen a
man like Duron before, powerful and strong in all the right ways. He moved to the empty side of the bed and lay
down next to her pulling her close. He
kissed her letting his hand explore her body once more. Her hand came to rest below his face on his
neck pulling his face close extending the kiss.Â
Down the subtle curve of her neck, across her slender shoulders,
stroking the valley between her breasts feeling each tenderly, lightly touching
her stomach, caressing over her beautiful hips.Â
His fingertips lingered at her legs, slowly moving over her calf and
thigh, in between her legs. As each cry
and moan of passion escaped her lips, his own desire was fueled and he could
feel the intense heat that radiated through him. His hand found her sweet spot,
his fingers playing with her lips, feeling the warm moisture emit from her
body.

           Cala’s
body and mind reeled in the bliss. Never
before had something made her body quake and convulse. Her fingers played on his muscles, making
their way to his groin. He called out in
ecstasy as her fingers traced his manhood, feeling every rock hard inch. She could stand it no longer, “Take me,” she
moaned in half-plea, half-command. Duron
chuckled “Not yet,” he whispered lustily in her ear.Â

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Chapter 1

It was the first and only day that I can recall that I slept in. It’s not why I remember the day so, but the day is probably why I remember that I slept in. It was her birthday. Her fourteenth birthday, and the day that she was to be inducted as Queen of Kalla. I don’t know why but the dream that pressed me to sleep longer then I should have, was of the day that caused Dakota to so prematurely acquire her duties as ruler.

My eyes broke open in panic with mother shaking me half to death. I was disoriented and scared. Mother’s hands slipped from my sweating arms. Reality faded back to me and when my mind caught sight of light breaking through the glass hole in the wall; my slowing heart broke into a sprint again. I ripped the sheets from above me and jumped out of bed. Mother’s cries of shame and fear back dropped my frantic race to dress myself; no time for bathing. Skipping from my bedroom attempting to fit my last shoe on, I headed for the kitchen.Â

Breaking through the swinging doors, I searched in shame where everybody stood waiting. Why did I sleep in, why today, of all days, the most important one of her life? Thankfully, two chefs were already waiting by the door for me. That would save me from having to walk between the dozen faces staring down at me. Holding my arms out, the taller of the two chefs placed the highly decorated silver tray in my grip. Speedily, I walked back up the grand staircase to my master’s room, eyes all around me staring.Â

Everybody in the palace knew me, at least if they had met Dakota, chances are they met me as well. And even while working in the palace without ever meeting the royal family, one would know at least of the highest servants under them, the ones who you must step aside to. I was Dakota’s head servant, my mother was her mother’s, the preceding Queen’s head servant, and a man named Phillip held that title for the prior King.

I stood before her door as the shorter of the two sentries before it pulled a key out and unlocked it. I looked timidly at the more handsome sentry who pretended to look away, searching for anything that might attempt unlawful entry.Â

Balancing the tray on my right arm as the shorter sentry turned and resumed staring away from the doorway, I turned the handle and pushed the very heavy solid wood door open. I slipped in and shut the door behind me.Â

I walked through the small front room and into the bedroom of the Princess. My chest exhaled a huge sigh of relief. She was still asleep. She also seemed determined to enjoy every minute of that twenty-five hour day.Â

Every organ in my body freed itself from the tense grip all the other servant in the house put on me. With Dakota, I was always free, she didn’t care if I was late or imperfect; she cared for me as a friend, which is what mother said was exactly what I existed for. The head servant’s primary goal is to be a friend first and a waiter second; at childhood, she had said, this is the most important rule of all. Since the age of three, I was a subject to the Princess. And at seventeen years, I was soon to become the head servant and best friend to the Queen of Kalla, one of most powerful empires on the planet. I was one of the farthest from royalty in the land but I held nearly as much power and influence as a royal, at least inside the palace.Â

I set the breakfast tray on the side table and rushed to the mirror to fix my hair. It wasn’t much more than a minute before I was done. I kept it short and comfortable. Dakota loved it. I had almost gotten in trouble because of it. Dakota became so entranced in my hair that she once began begging the Queen to have her own hair cut short. At a younger age with the Princess’s hair cut like mine, we would look very much like sisters, something that the Queen would not stand for. Mother talked to Dakota though and she stopped bugging the Queen about a haircut. I think that she became more aware of how the Queen began treating me while she pleaded to her that she wanted to look like her servant, a mere commoner.Â

I stood before the side of Dakota’s bed watching the young girl squirm around on her stomach in her sleep. As her friend and servant, it was me who was instructed to teach the happenings of puberty to the young Princess. I had only begun experiencing it a few years before her but mother had said that with my education from her, and with my own findings with my own body, I would be the best candidate. The Queen herself found the topic of sex all too enjoyable for her own being, but felt herself unfit for discussion of the moralities of growing into a woman to her developing daughter.Â

It was not easy for me to teach the Princess but she made it as easy as possible. Like the stories mother taught me of the Queen, Dakota followed quite well in the curiosity of her sexual being. I had learned the entire history of the royal family and every quirk of the current one so that I might have best served my young master, so rarely was I surprised with inconsistencies in Dakota. At first, she felt that I was too smart for her, but quickly enough, she embraced my knowledge and looked to me as the older sister with all the answers to her life. There were no secrets between us.Â

Staring down to her small squirming body pleasuring itself in a dream, I thought of the all the times that she had challenged me with her questions and without an answer, she pressed forward for an experiment to find one.

I looked to the large grandfather clock against the wall, the ninth hour it held. I moved to the bed unwillingly. I didn’t want to be the cause of breaking her dream short. I removed her sheet to her feet with the crumbled and kicked away blanket. Her face gleamed with the tiniest layer of sweat.Â

Dakota had complained before about waking her up in such dreams. I had always defended myself with what mother had taught me. Dreams are left unremembered if they end, waking up during the course of one is what is best, what allows you to remember and cherish them so. Dakota, reluctant to accept such an idea, but knowing after a fight with the Queen after being late one morning from me not waking her, that if being forced to wake up, at least raise her in a manner which would please her more. Having already the knowledge of both our sexual beings between us two, I had a pretty good idea what she was hinting at. Two weeks after that comment, I had acted and was confirmed correct in her true meaning.

Dakota had clearly been having a whole streak of these wonderful dreams for her cotton night pants had been removed and kicked down under her sheet to her blanket.Â

Dakota loved the feel of silk but when presented one birthday with a whole wardrobe of silk night clothes, she quickly learned that she did not like silk so much as to have it covering her entire body. The night pants and shirt were the doings of the King after a year of unsuccessful fighting with her to wear underwear, or to at least stop running through the palace in the morning in her nightgown. That was a year of tremendous stress for the sentries and servants of the house. Everyone one feared to even look at the Princess in horror of what the King might assume. Much tribulation was bestowed among the palace when the two piece pants and shirt were forced onto the young Princess.Â

Dakota now chooses to wear undergarments on rare occasions, choosing being the important word.  Forcing her to do anything will show just how royal she is. The Queen learned such very quickly when she personally dressed her with underwear for weeks and received reports after of servants and sentries around the palace finding the Princess’s used underwear lying around in plain view.Â

I set my hand on the sweat of the young Princess’s butt. Slowly I pressed my hand down between her legs and began massaging the tiny slit. An audible moan broke the room, a sign that surprisingly pleased me. I could please the Princess more than her own fantasies played out in a second world. Moving my small fingers up and down slowly over the heated bulge between her legs, I began applying more pressure. There was more liquid under her butt cheeks than just sweat, I could feel that clearly as the prints of my fingers became glazed with an almost oily substances radiating from the crack below them.Â

The increasingly heavy breathing from the Princess shifted from her small noisy nostrils to her now open mouth. Air flooded through the new larger opening. I continued rubbing the smooth untarnished skin. She would wake up soon.

With her mouth open, she accidently moaned herself awake softly. She opened her eyes just slightly and looked at me. She still had the small crusting eye fluids in the corners of her eyes, the light had yet to break fully into her pupils and break her mind open into the real world. I saw her close her eyes again. She wanted to play a little longer. If she didn’t think about anything, she could drift back into the dream she just left and live with her fantasy as I finished her off.Â

I climbed as gently onto the bed as I could. It was the softest bed I had ever touched. I hovered over the young Princess and slowly listened for a minute, maybe two, but no more. Her breathing shifted back into sleep. As easily as I could, I maneuvered my balance to my knees and took hold of her body. Her body was royal to every extreme; the softest skin I had ever felt with no blemishes, and all this with her own refusal to touch make up. The most the Princess used was a moderate moisturizer on rare occasions. Slowly I turned her body over onto its back.

I set my own body to the right of her and pressed my hand comfortably onto the whole of her exposed vagina. I pushed my hand into it and began caressing the bare bulge; only few of the softest hairs had grown in. My hand slid easily over it repeatedly from the lubrication seeping through her crevice. The Princess’s breathing quickened again. Without the stimulation of her nipples and stomach squirming on the sheets, she would wake easier out of her deteriorating fantasy. But I knew how to counter such loss of stimulation while having her wake up in time.Â

Her breathing shifted. Bad for me that was. She was reawaking, and on her back, she would receive the full light of the sun in her eyes forcing her into cognitive thought and preventing her from more sleep.Â

Quickly, I singled out my index finger and slid it over the little nub inside her slit. She was fading from her mental fantasy quickly but her physical one was just about to peak. I pulled my index finger back and arched it as to rest the tip against the top of her pleasure nub, her personal reference to it. Slowly I drove my finger into her while gliding the length of my finger over her nub. In and out I repeated with growing speed. Dakota’s breathing became panting. I had few seconds before she would wake.Â

I pressed my thumb onto the top of her bulge, squeezing the fatty tissue between my moving index finger and thumb. Her vaginal fluids ran down the back of my intruding finger and drained out the tiny opening it made into the open air; a tiny opening it was, but still an opening nonetheless compared to the incredibly tightly closed lips of her vagina.Â

In the fuzzy world between consciousness and unconsciousness, Dakota’s vocal cords quivered in moans as her hips began shivering. Neither of us two knew whether she was awake or not but the high of her orgasm pushed her out of whatever world she currently occupied and into a black one where the only one of five senses she used was her touch.Â

Her small legs squeezed together as her surprisingly strong vaginal muscles squeezed my index finger, almost as if they were sucking me in. Her twitching sweaty legs broke at the knees and began rising a bit as her butt cheeks pressed themselves into the soft mattress. The Princess’s head jerked about with her eyes scrunched shut as a constant tone reverberated from her throat. She was holding her breath. Her entire body was tense. I think I might have outdone myself today. I wish my birthday started out this well.

Her meek moans became pulses as her little hips bumped up and down. I wiggled my finger around inside of her. Her moans broke into spurted grunts. Her self-made liquids oozed over my finger as her orgasm peaked. Just to tease her a bit more, I ripped my finger out of her legs; I thrust it back in. She was in climax and I repeatedly jammed the entire length of my finger inside of her, took it all the way out, and jammed it back in. It was not an easy task; her contracting muscles sure did not agree with my teasing finger as they fought for it to remain motionless.Â

Dakota’s body began writhing a bit. She was crossing into a second, simultaneous orgasm. In and out, in and out; I jammed my finger through her body and fought against her strong vaginal muscles that gripped and sucked at my finger. More liquid spilled from her tiniest little slit and down her butt crack onto her sheets.

One last time, I jabbed my finger into her and pressed my palm into her engorged bulge.

Squeezing my palm into her swollen vagina, I felt her muscles begin relaxing. Her eyes opened and she stared at me.

“If only all my birthday presents were that incredibly great,” she gasped.Â

“You’re becoming Queen today,” I reminded in attempt to draw attention away from having just masturbated her.

“I’m still Dakota to you,” she cried as I slowly slipped my soaking finger from her vagina.Â

Continued...

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“Nothing, I just remembered Ms. Turner’s class, you know the one over the past couple weeks,” she said laughing. Ms. Turner was the assigned Sexual Education teacher for our school and of course whats worse than a bunch of kids learning about sex? At this point we both burst out laughing, and then she became very serious (over-dramatic like kids do). “I heard that sex can kill you” she said seriously.

“Haha who cares it sounds disgusting” I casually said.

“Don’t you ever wanna try it?” she quickly retorted.

“Err…I guess one day in the future,” I replied skeptically.

“I say we make a vow to each other that we will only have sex with each other,” she said getting very close to me.

“Um..o-ok,” I stuttered not quite sure what sex even was. And from that the entire story began. We both finished high-school and even got through University. Kat and I lost connection after high-school until one day 7 years, almost to the day, after the day that pact was made. It was a gorgeous sunny day and I had just finished fully moving home from University.

“Knock, knock!” said a voice that sounded oddly familiar. As I turned I had lost all words. There was Kat standing there as gorgeous as ever. She had barely grown in 3 years time, but had certainly fully developed. At 5”6 she was a drop-dead knock-out with C-cup breasts and a thin body, no more than 105 lbs.

“K-kat?” I said finally.

“No, actually you’re looking at the new Accountant at Baggee Accounting!”

“Shit! Congratulations,” I said making my way over to her to give me a hug.

“And I heard that I’m not the only one with good news! Congratulations on your acceptance (she was referring to my recent acceptance into Medical School)!”she said returning the hug. I was dumb-found at the moment, I couldn’t believe that she was in front of me. After high school we mainly lost connection because of my school, I wanted to finish early so I enrolled in the 12 month program each year, leaving me with 3 years of no social life. “So what are you doing for the rest of the summer?” she asked happily.

“Nothing to be honest, just relaxing before I go back to school,” I said half-mindedly. As you have probably noticed, I am still in total shock.

“Great! That means we can catch up. You’re mom invited me for dinner, haha like old times! I’ll see you later I just need to go take care of some stuff first.”

“O-ok, I’ll see you then.” I replied.

“Ok, bu-bye,” she said smiling cheerfully. With that she turned and left, leaving me in shock still.

After that I slept and lounged for a few hours until dinner-time.

“Wake-up sleepy head!” I heard as I woke up to Kat poking my nose.

“Hey,” I replied drowsily through a yawn and a stretch.

“Morning sunshine,” she mocked back. “Cummon get up, your mom said dinners’ ready.”

“What-oh, how long have you been here?” I asked.

“Hmmm about 20 minutes” she said with a look of deep thought on her face.

“Why didn’t you guys wake me up earlier!?”

“We wanted to let you sleep, plus you just looked so cute” she said poking my nose.

“Hardy-Har-Har” I replied sarcastically. With that I got up and left to get ready. I threw on a shirt and changed my pants, at 5”11 I wasn’t the tallest guy, but I liked my highed. I am well built from years of football, but not overly muscley. I have brown hair and brown eyes to match and I’m fairly good looking. I came back downstairs to see everyone set around the table. Dinner went well, just small talk, mainly about between my mom and Kat, she always loved Kat, not having any daughters herself, and always hassled me about why we never got together. After dinner Kat suggested that we go take a walk, how could I refuse?

“So I’m glad school went well for you.” She started.

“Thanks, I’m really happy that you’re doing so great too.” I replied half-heartedly, not that I wasn’t, I just felt like I should have said something else. “So are you staying around for the summer or going somewhere?”

“Well I’m going to stick around, the company is giving me a few months of summer before I start work, some new employee benefit or something.”

“Haha, not bad, already benefits and you haven’t started working.”

“Ya it’s a good job, a lot of financial security for my future. So what happened, I mean you just stopped responding to my mail and stuff?” She shot out quickly. I knew this was coming, but nevertheless, it still cut through me like a knife. I couldn’t bare it, knowing I had hurt her.

“I-I-I just don’t know I was busy, I was under a lot of pressure, school just got to me.”

“Ya well I had school too, but I still found time to write an email” she said angrily.

“I-I…” and with that I broke down. I just couldn’t bare knowing that she was mad at me. We continued walking in silence for what seemed like ages until I realized where we were, under the tree, our tree. “I’m sorry Kat,” I said, not able to will myself to look her in the eyes. “I really am, everything just got too hectic and I just had to cut my social life out of my life for a bit, at first it was temporary, but then it seemed the only way I could cope with the work-load. I jus…”

“It’s ok, I forgave you a long time ago, its nice to see you’re ok now though.” She said rather sternly. Although I was a little rattled, I was still able to come up with something.

“Look just meet me back here tonight, under our tree and I’ll make it up to you, oh and don’t eat anything for lunch or dinner,” I said with a wink. After that she laughed and agreed and we walked home in almost complete silence, her head on my shoulder and my arm around her.

The next day rolled around and I knew I had a lot of work ahead of me. I planned on making a huge meal for us to sit and eat and catch up, most importantly. After spending all morning at the grocery store and all afternoon in the kitchen, I had managed to pull out a feast fit for a king. Having a small passion for cooking, it wasn’t too hard. I started to pack my car, although the walk was only 15 minutes from my house, there was too much to carry. I brought blankets, some candles I bought earlier, the food, a lighter and a dress-casual outfit. After I changed I drove over, to the tree to prepare. Sunset would happen in about 1 hour and Kat was expected in under 10 minutes. I got everything ready and laid out and all I had to do was wait. About 5 minutes of waiting I saw her in the distance, a vision of beauty. She was wearing a flowy white summer dress and matching ballerina shoes with her brown hair down around her shoulders. A vision of beauty.

“Wow! Are we supposed to eat all that?” she exclaimed.

“Haha I hope you’re hungry.” I said giving her a hug. For the next 4 hours we sat and talked about everything. We stopped to watch the sun set, but the candles I bought provided a ton of light so that we could continue eating and talking with light. She told me all about school and I told her all about my school, I must say Biology and Accounting aren’t exactly the most fascinating subjects, but we more focused on the fun parts of university. Eventually we were both stuffed and content and we sat back beside each other.

“So any girlfriends?” she asked chuckling.

“Hmmm, yes I had one with my professor when I needed to suck up to her for a grade in stats” I said laughing as I turned to her. Just as I had, turned she planted a huge kiss on me that knocked my backwards onto the blanket.

“I stayed true to our pact.” She said.

“What pact?” I asked confused.

“Haha, remember the one we made under this tree that one day in the summer to only have sex with each other.” She said seriously.

“Oh I remember now haha, oh man we were just kids then,” I said a little foggy but remembering the day.

“Did you?” she asked giving me those cute puppy dog eyes.

“Oh no, I broke it, you know I found so much time for sex inbetween tests and labs” I said sarcastically. With that she kissed me again and got up.

“Cummon” she said suddenly.

“Cummon where?” I asked.

“We’re going to my house, my parents are gone for the whole month. She didn’t need to say any more words. Within one minute I was packed up and ready to go in my car. On the way there she kept kissing my neck and cheek, making it almost impossible for me to concentrate on the road.

We finally got to her house and by the time we were upstairs I was down to just my underwear, pants and socks. Alex only had on a very sexy purple lace thong. We got into her room and plumped down on the bed, kissing every part of each other’s body that we could. I reached down to slowly pull down her thong as she undid my pants and pulled my underwear and socks off. There we were, butt-naked in a room I had spent so much of my child-hood in. She suddenly stopped, looked up at me and said. “I love you Josh.”

“I looked back into her beautiful blue eyes and said “I love you too Kat” With that, no words needed to be said. She quickly reached down for my cock starting to stroke it until it gorged to its full 9 inches. I started playing with her vagina, making it wet, getting ready for what was to come.

“Fuck me” she said, “Fuck me now.” I thrusted my manhood deep into her giving her a moan of satisfaction. I was surprised at how tight it was, but also how good it felt. I kept going over and over. Thrusting in and out of her as I sunk and rose again. Every time pulling my dick out until the head was just about exposed and then thrusting it back in. I soon could feel that I was getting close to cumming and by her quickened breath I could tell she was too. I let one final thrust deep within her filling her with my full 9 inches and I came right there just as she let out a loud moan as she orgasmed simultaneously. I sunk down beside her and held her in my arms, exhausted.

I awoke the next morning feeling extraordinarily happy and vibrant. I slowly got up so that she wouldn’t wake up and went down to make breakfast. I came back up with a full breakfast for two with eggs, bacon, sausage, french toast and orange juice. I poked her on the nose and said “Morning sleep-head,” returning the favor.

She smiled and replied “Mmm morning handsome”

“I made breakfast”

“You’re amazing, you know that?”

“Well some would call me perfect, but I guess amazing will do” I replied laughing.

With that our amazing summer started. In September I went back to school and she went to work, but we worked out a way to live together. Since the school and her office were about an hour apart, we found a nice condo in the middle that we could live in. Although we only saw each other 3 or 4 times a week, it was more than enough to make us both happy. Plus there was always my winter break and her Christmas holiday to look forward to.

Tell me if u liked it and want a sequel.

            Upon arriving at the airport I look for a spot to park and glance at the time.  It’s already 11:42! Damn ok now let’s find the gate!!! As I’m running through the airport frantically looking for gate number 69 or Lacey; I spotted her, just walking out of gate 69 with a huge smile and looking ever so cute! I stopped for a minute to admire her! Her long blonde hair and her cute dimples, with her very beautiful blue eyes!! She was wearing her blue jeans that make her ass look irresistible!! With a white tank top that made her boobs look huge!!  What can I say?!  She looked phenomenal!

            I ran up to Lacey and gave her the biggest hug lifting her off of her feet and twirling her in a circle.  I set her down and gave her the most passionate kiss!  Once our kiss broke I looked in her eyes and said “I love you and I missed you so much”!!   With a grin on her face she said the same.   After we gathered and loaded her luggage we got into my car and headed for home, our home!  The whole way home we talked about her trip and how everything went.  She showed me her 88 dollar belt! Which might I add looks hella sexy on her! What am I talking about!? She is hella sexy!! Then she showed me some of the pictures that she had developed over in New York. 

            Upon arriving at home there was a package sitting on the door step... I smiled picked it up and went inside.  Lacey kept asking me what was in it, but all I said was you will find out soon enough love! Lacey finally gave up and accepted the fact that it was a surprise and she was going to find out later!!  Hey baby I’m feeling a little dirty from the plane ride I’m gonna go take a shower.  Okay Lacey! I heard the water turn on and I started to think about her being in the shower all wet, slippery, and looking ohh so fucking hot! I could feel my dick starting to rise and get very hard! I heard the bathroom door open and Lacey poked her head out... hey I can’t reach a few places.. wanna come give me a good wash down?!  With that I jumped to my feet and ran to the bathroom to join her!

            Damn was I right!!! She looked sooo fucking hot! Standing there naked in the shower with water running off her body!  Her pink nipples were slightly erect from the cool air and looking so very luscious! Her legs were slightly crossed but I could still see much pubic hair and I was overwhelmed with excitement!  I stripped down and climbed into the shower with Lacey and started kissing her.  Our tongues met with great passion and began to swirl around each others!  I broke our kiss and moved down to her beautiful neck while gently massaging her ass! I could hear slight moans coming from Lacey and it was turning me on even more!  I pressed my hard throbbing cock tightly up against Lacey’s wet beautiful body.

            I turned Lacey around so that my cock was pressed up tightly against her ass.  I began to nibble on her ear while caressing her boobs.  A gasp of pure ecstasy escaped her lips and I felt her knees weaken.  My hands moved from her breasts to her hungry pussy!  I lightly brushed her mound with my finger tips giving her goose bumps from a sexual thrill! I gently ran my finger between her pussy lips; it was so hot and wet! Lacey began to bend over a bit exposing her gorgeous pink pussy lips! The warm water was running down her back creating a stream of water heading straight for her vagina!  It gave it the appearance of a dripping wet pussy that was ready to be devoured!  I was so hungry for it!  I knelt down and started kissing and gently messaging her clit with my tongue!  I slapped her clit with my tongue and started to suck on her pussy trying to get every bit of juice I could! I slowly inserted a finger...then two... and I heard her moan.. “mmmm David that feels so good!”  I hungrily licked and sucked on her pink lips while I fingered her.  Her hips began to rock with pleasure to the rhythm of my tongue and fingers! “Yes, yes David! Harder, harder!” “ohh RIGHT THERE!” “ohh ohhh im cummumminnnng David ohhhhhh!!”  I could feel her pussy lips contracting around my fingers while my tongue was still working its magic on her mouthwatering clit! It all tasted so good!

            I stood up and Lacey turned around and I gave her the biggest kiss with her pussy juice still all over my face!  With a sexy grin she said “That was amazing! Now it’s my turn!”  Lacey started kissing me with a hungry appetite!  She started twirling her tongue around mine and I could feel her tongue ring rubbing up against my tongue!  While we were kissing I felt her hand grasp the shaft of my rock hard cock and begin to stroke up and down. First it was gently… then it began to get harder and harder! It felt so good!  Lacey stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes and gave me the sexiest grin ever! And slowly she got down onto her knees!  She licked the head of my cock and gave it a nice wet kiss!  She was teasing me! And it felt so good!!!  Lacey licked from my balls all the way up to the head of my cock and then finally consumed my whole dick into her mouth!  It was so warm!  I could feel her tongue with her tongue ring swirling around the head of my dick tantalizing me into an orgasm!  While the same time she was giving me head, her hand wrapped around my dick and began to stroke with the same rhythm of her sucking!  It was almost all I could take!! I could feel my orgasm building rapidly!  My breaths began to get deeper and deeper.  I looked down to watch her work her magic on my throbbing cock, and that’s all it took!!  “Ohhh OOOOO yeeeeah I’m gonna cuuuum!!”  Lacey pulled my cock out of her mouth at the most perfect moment and kept running her hand up and down my dick!  I shot my cum all over her face, mouth, and breasts!  It felt so good and looked soooo HOT!  My cum running down her chin and dripping onto her boobs! She certainly knows how to please her man!  She stood up and looked at me with my cum covering her and it was hot! I gave her the biggest kiss! I could taste my own cum in my mouth, but for some reason I didn’t care!  As a matter of fact.. it kinda turned me on!

            We broke our kiss and I reached for the soap.  I started to wash every inch of Lacey’s beautiful body! First I started with her boobs, gently massaging and washing my cum off of her.  I then moved down to her stomach keeping her well lathered!  My fingers were covered with soap and were sliding so well over her smooth sexy skin!  Next I went to her freshly shaven legs!  I ran my hands and the soap up and down each one several times to make sure they were clean and well relaxed.  From her legs I went to her ass.  An incredible ass might I add! It looks even hotter when it’s all slippery from soap and water!  I spent quite sometime messaging her ass and caressing it!  But it was time to move on! I gently ran my lathered up hands across Lacey’s vagina teasing and tormenting her while I continued my wash job! Her back and neck were the last place that I was going to be able to continue my fantasy! I was running my hands and the soap up and down her back, while messaging her neck!   I pulled her closer to me to give her neck a kiss and my cock poked her ass.  She looked down and saw my dick was rock hard again! She smiled and gave it a little tug, and said “hold on David were going to finish this on our bed!”... to be continued……

 

            Once Lacey and I got out of the shower.. nice and clean might I add, maybe just feeling a little bit “dirty”, but I like to thing of it more of sexy! Because my baby is! Damn! Sometimes I don’t know what to do, except sit there and try not to jump her in public… anyways back to the story…I dried Lacey off making sure I got every inch of her body.. twice! And of course, she did the same to me!  But instead of stopping she decided to give my cock a little tease with her pierced tongue!  Her hand grasped my shaft, while her tongue swirled around my cock’s head! MMMM it felt so fucking good!! I could feel her warm mouth wrap around my dick, while her tongue and tongue ring worked their incredible magic on tickling and pleasuring me! Her other free hand began to message and play with my balls, it felt so good!! Lacey gently squeezed them and I almost lost my footing! It was due to the fact that I was in a complete bliss of ecstasy, but luckily for me the towel rack was there!  I could feel an incredible orgasm building and building fast! It felt so good that I didn’t want her to stop; I wanted it to continue for a long time! My breaths began to get shorter and faster!  MMMMM yes baby! Keep going that feels so good!!!! She knew I was going to cum soon and she didn’t want that yet, so she stopped!… she looked up at me and gave me the most devilish grin! Lacey got to her feet and looked into eyes with that same devilish grin and said “I love you David, but I want to save that load for me!” Before I could even respond she kissed me! 

It was such a long and passionate kiss that I didn’t want to break it to reply to her!  Our tongues danced around one another’s while our hands explored our supple naked bodies!  My finger tips lightly glided down her spine, to the top of her sexy ass! While at the same time I could feel her hands running up my back feeling my muscles along the way!  My cock that was still very wet from Lacey sucking on it!  I pressed my dick tightly up against her pubic area where it was so smooth and sexy!  While still kissing me, she rubbed my dick against me with her pelvis giving me this HOT tickling sensation that made me squirm with delight! I broke our kiss and I looked into her eyes and finally replied to her!.. “I love you too Lacey Lintion!”  She smiled at me with this look in her eyes that made me feel like I was just as special to her as she is to me!

Lacey took my hand and led me out to our bed.  She sat me down and crawled on top of me.  She gave me a sweet short little kiss and then moved to my ear.  She put her mouth right up next to my ear.  I could feel her hot breath on my ear, and I could hear her breathing heavily into it.  She whispered softly into my ear  “David, make love to me!”  She licked my ear lobe, and swirled her tongue around and around until she finally reached the center of my ear.  I could hear her tongue licking and playing with my ear!... IT WAS FUCKING HOT!!! This incredible feeling ran down my spine and my whole body tingled and goose bumps ran up and down my body! 

I pushed her off and laid her down on her back and I started kissing her.  First I started at her lips, working my way to her neck.  She moaned with such pleasure and I knew she loved it.  I slowly worked down her body to her pink erect nipples that I gave a slight nibble to and then I continued on my way.  I ran my lips down her stomach and my hand explored her vagina.  It was so wet, her juices were running down her lips and down to her ass, I got there just in time.  I ran my tongue all the way across her pussy.   Lacey moaned with such pleasure that I knew she was extremely horny and ready for my tongue to work its magic. 

I started off slowly.  First I let the tip of my tongue glide across the entrance of her vagina.  The aroma of sex was so hot that my dick felt like it was going to explode.   I then inserted my tongue deep into her pussy, I swirled it around teasing and taunting Lacey getting her extremely excited.  I then brought my tongue up to her clit and ran not just the tip of my tongue over, but I used my whole warm and wet tongue to lap up and lick this beautiful woman’s vagina.   She moaned with a pure bliss. 

I started to use just the tip of my tongue to excite her.  The more I worked her clit, the bigger, harder, and hotter it got!  I slowly brought my finger up to her pussy and slowly began to go in and out of her; while at the same time my tongue continued to tease and arouse her clit.  Lacey’s legs began convulsing and shaking.  That’s when I knew I was on her special spot!  Her breaths got heavier and deeper with moans that were so hot I knew she was very pleased with my tongue!  Finally she had the most intense orgasm ever! It was probably the longest orgasm she had ever had.  Her legs squeezed my head, pushing me further down and tightly against her pussy.  I didn’t mind though! Because I knew it was making her feel so good!

Once her grip let off of my head I looked up at her with the biggest grin and she looked into my eyes and said, your turn!  Lacey sat up and pushed me down onto the bed.  My dick was slightly softened but I didn’t mind, nor did Lacey!  She took it into her mouth and brought it back to life in a matter of seconds!  Hard as ever and wet with saliva, I love that feeling!  Lacey started kissing my lips, very passionately. (It was such a turn on!)  While kissing me Lacey positioned herself on top of me ready to ride! 

Lacey slowly started to ease down onto my throbbing cock.  The entrance always feels so fucking good!  It was so hot and lubed up from her natural juices I slid right in!  Mmmmmmm it was wonderful!  She began to pump up and down, and rocking her hips on my cock.  It was breathtaking!  As Lacey and I continued to make love I grabbed her boobs giving them an intense yet soft squeeze.  Lacey moaned really loud and that was almost all I could take!  The way she was rocking her hips it was incredible.  I could feel my balls tightening, ready to explode deep inside of her!  Mmmmmm finally it came! My balls exploded and I shot the most cum I have ever had deep inside of her!  She continued to rock giving me a long and intense orgasm that made me want to stay inside of her while my cum oozed out her. 

Lacey and I laid down next to each other completely satisfied with big smiles on our faces.  I kissed her on the lips, “I love you Lacey” with a smile of satisfaction and tired look she relied, I love you too!  And with that we fell asleep naked and tired, but so very pleased!

Anyway, i got her down in my room soon after this to watch a movie with me, i turned the lights out, and we sat down to watch a romantic comedy, (that includes shaun of the dead, doesn't it?) Through the movie, i got a little more courage up, and put my arm over her hips, nervously but it was definitely there, I will take this moment to explain that Jaing is very short, about 4'11 or so, has a deliciously appealing pair of B cup breasts, considering the proportions, and a cute little mouth i could just imagine filling with my ever present... moving along, we will get back to that later. With my hand on her hip, and her not moving away, i slowly got bolder, and kissed her neck, i was a little worried, but all worry melted as she sighed into me, and turned herself towards me.

Whispering, "not there, please, I want to kiss you." i knew what was needed of me, and began kissing those delicious lips, what began as the kisses of a girl never properly kissed grew quickly to passionate deep kisses that caused my desire to grow quicker, and my cock to get hard as i leaned my body against her.

Soon she forces herself away, worried of possibilities that i am optimistic of, but she says she must go, and I let her, I spend the night excited at the prospect of how our relationship would go, and have trouble falling asleep with the memory of her breasts hard against my chest.

A few nights later, along with a few passionate kiss fests, she is obviously feeling a bit more eager, and i have been quite passive, not pushing too much against what she seems to be comfortable with. But when she takes my shirt off, i feel its only right that i do the same, so slowly, button by button, i pick off her pyjama top, my hands running softly over the unexposed skin as my fingers climb up her stomach. Eventually I run my fingers over her nipples, and as she sighs, i move my head down, and with a little uncoordination, pick off her top button with my teeth and slip her top to the side, releasing one then the other of her wonderful tits to my glazed eyes. She seems self conscious, so to help reduce my ability to stare at those globes, i take one in my mouth, and suck it. My tongue sliding back and fourth over it she simply sighs as i decide my attention needs to be split, and i jump between the two, with always fingers running over the lonely one. She keeps moaning and pulling my head to her, her little hands wrapped around my neck do nothing but encourage me, and fire my hardon to greater aggrevation in my shorts.

This girl is on fire, I move up and kiss her lips again, she is heated, and holding me so tight against her, i don't know if she wants more contact against my hard crotch, or she squeezes so tight to stop me getting my wandering hands inside her revealing pyjama bottoms.

So rather than being too pushy, my hands continue to wander, but not anywhere i can get in trouble, but as my fingers run over her hips, she sighs, and i can't help but move away, so my fingers can run down between her legs.

She grabs me tight and squeezes my hand, but doesn't tell me to stop, just closes her eyes, as my finger runs over her panties and feels her moist heat against my fingers, i tempt myself by running along the panties and skin, threatening to slide inside. Jaing smoulders for a moment, then looks straight into my eyes, and says, " not yet, i am not ready for that, not yet" I nod, despite my obvious and very hard desires, and don't complain.

I go back to my rather enjoyable job of playing with her breasts and working them between my fingers to find what makes her sigh the loudest, or what makes her push against my fingers the most, its a hard job, but its a job, hehehehe, and as she continues to kiss me, she starts to slowly take my lead, and sends her own hand down between us to push her hand against my bulge. Now i have less inhabitions, and offer to help her by taking off my pants, she looks at me for a moment with hesitation, then with the naughtiest of looks from that delicious asian face, her eyes peeking at me, she asks if she can do it.

Who am i to refuse that, so i to make it easier, slide off the bed, and stand before her, holding my hips forward in anticipation, trying to emphasize the hardness she is bound get hit in the face with in a moment if she moves any closer. Her fingers deftly slip off my button and she looks up at my face while she unzips my seemingly endless zipper. and pulls the shorts down to reveal my underwear, engorged with my cock about a foot from her gorgeous face. Her fingers run over my hardness through the material, excitedly she repeats the process as my cock jumps to her contact as she strokes down the length of what is viable through the material.She then, almost impatiently slips her fingers under the waistband and again, drops back to super slow mo, as her fingers slide down my legs, having to put a bit more effort in to get the larger end of my cock out from my now unrestraining underwear, and it jumps up infront of her, so hard now that it points up above her head, and she giggles.

Her fingers quickly but slowly move up my legs after dropping my underwear, and now begin to softly wrap around my 6 inch and still growing cock, sitting right before her angelic face. Jaing's incredible hands begin softly, but with appropriate help, wraps both her hands around my engorged cock, as she pulls my uncircumsized cock back and fourth, her hands against each other, push and pull me into a heated excitement, and she is amazed as it hardens more, and her hands wrapped end to end, still expose the large head when she pulls right down against my body. she prompts me down to the bed, and despite my desire to request a blow job, i hold back, and let her not let go of my cock for a moment as i lie beside her.

She leans her leg over me, kisses me deeply, and using one hand, begins what must be the handjob of a well versed professional, never have i felt such devine softness on my cock, and she worked it back and forth slowly, not hard enough to encourage an orgasm too quickly, but she didn't know that, and seemed to just slowly work harder and harder each time i slipped my tongue into her mouth. I think she wanted me to cum in moments, because i began to get more vocal than i had been with her before, and she asked me to sit over her.

I was eager by this stage to do whatever she wanted, and sat my knees astride of her hips, i could see the top of her pyjama's just sitting underneath me, but i didn't push my luck, and i was being too selfish at this point to worry.as i leaned over my little princess, her hands went back to my cock and began what they had been wrapped around moments before, i now noticed how her fingers seemed a little wet, and i asked what had she done, she smiled at me, and cheekily replied

"I licked them, i thought you seemed a little dry, and i liked it when it was wetter at the start, so I thought licking my fingers would help,"

I rolled my eyes considering the possibilities and my hands began a journey of their own as they slid up her body to grope her tits again, and this caused her hands again to speed up on my completely hard cock. She looked at it curiously a lot, and smiled up at me like she was doing the naughtiest thing in the world, I loved it and moved my hips against her, my balls rubbing against her shorts, feeling her warmth so close to my hard cock was great, and i began to move my hips in longer strokes and we began to get a perfect long hard rhythm going. I was really enjoying this experience, and wondering how long i could strech this out, it was just too much, i wanted to last forever, but i was beginning to think she was desperately hungry for me to cum on her. Which made the next thing she do shock me, she slowed down

She looked up and complained i wasn't wet enough, now trying to be a gentleman, i didn't want to be an ass and just asked "what would you like me to do?"

She smiled up again, and said,"please, lean over a bit, hold the headboard, and don't move your hips, i might choke" I smiled greedily as I looked down as i leaned over further, to see my dick sitting directly above those wonderfull tits, and then to send my eyes to the back of my head, she leaned up and licked the underside of my cock, as i looked down, i could see it sitting above her face, until her tongue worked up and she slipped my knob inside her mouth. It was beautiful, she didn't suck anything, just suckled a little very softly, her eyes closed as she started to massage my sensitive head with her lips, slowly taking a little more in her wide open mouth. Her tongue now rubbing my knob softly. coating it in her saliva, and i really begin to go cross eyed, as i am about to tell her i am close, she stops, and pushes me back, I have to complain, i open my mouth," please finish me, i was about to cum in your mouth, your incredible at th....., and she stops me dead in my tracks as her fingers wrap around my now wet cock and begins without hesitation, undoubtebly the hardest pumping of my cock i have ever felt. I complain briefly that it would make less mess in her mouth, but that falls out piece by piece, and her reply  along with her pumping hands is enough to get me to the edge, "I know, but i have never seen someone cum properly, and i think it will be sexier on me than in me Bradley."

Moments later, my eyes completely lose focus, she feels in her hands, a pulsing firehose, and looks down to see me cum, really hard. My cock head, sitting just below her belly button as she lays before me, becomes the start of my trail of thick cum, as it ropes out over her, the first spirt going to the side, and leaving a trail fromher shoulder, over her breast and down her stomach, the next she straightens up as she gasps at the sensation, and as she aims it high into the air holding it tight, it pulses a long stream up to her cheek, down the side of her mouth, off her neck, and down between her tits, I pulse perhaps another half dozen times, each shorter, creating a pool on her stomach and I just sit there, completely void of control, as i sit above her viewing the trail of destruction.

She looks up at me, "god Bradley, was I right, that was so sexy, i can't wait till i can have sex with you, I am just going to the doctor to get on the pill in a few days, so we will have to just do this until then."

I sigh, slowly remove her hands from my now super sensitive penis which she seems bent on playing with till it explodes again, and lean down to kiss her deeply in her mouth, still not quite grasping it all,

"I can't wait"

I will continue this if everyone likes, obviously I need to break her cherry still, i started this thinking that I would get there quickly, but an hour later, and that first handjob was done, I promise it gets better, give me a week and some composure, you will get what you want, and I will give you what i desired

        So I take you by the hand, lead you to the couch, and sit you down letting my robe slide down my shoulders to pool at my feet.     Next to you is a bowl of ice cubes.     You wonder but then I’m already spreading your knees to get closer, i’m leaning over so you can see that my breasts are starting to spill over my shelf bra, nipples just visible already erect . . .because I’m 38 DD hard to keep them in anything long, they just keep spilling out . . . your hands come up to touch but I just bring them back to your sides with an uhhh uhhh this time is for you.

 

 

        One ice cube down . . . I reach for the second one

        I lean closer so that I can concentrate on your lips.    I let you start the melting process by pressing it to your lips then I nibble your lips . . . top lip first and then the bottom . . . Stopping for a second . . . I lean back sliding first one bra strap off my shoulder then the other then I reach behind me to unhook my bra but find your hands already there . . . I let you finish so that they can come out to play too . . . leaning into you I feel the moisture on your chest from the ice and rub my breasts on your chest, nipples stabbing in to your chest getting wet and glistening in the glow of the lamp.   I now have to stand and then I kneel on the couch straddling your hips . . .so that I’m as close as I can get . . . and you now you have access to my breasts . . .

 

        An ice cube for you and one for me . . . no need to start the melting cause we’re already hot . . . you rubbing the ice cube on my lips down my neck pickin up the water trail and me doin the same to you . . . ice all melted, now to get us all hot again . . .Your hands hold my hips  firmly. . . and your hands stray to my ass as I start to grind my hips to yours . . . slowly feeling you get really really hard . . . I like to be on top . . . cause you guys get pretty heavy . . . and I’m only 5’2” I pull away slightly to undue your buckle and zipper to set you free . . . and I see you are standing up right and your shaft is so long and thick.

 

        I take a hold of your shaft . . . with both hands my you are big . .. .i have small hands but damn . . . it takes both of my hands and there is still more of you . . . I wipe the first drops of cum off the tip with my finger tip and taste it . . . Very nice  ………………………. I kneel higher . . . and give you my breasts to play with.   As I slowly pulling my thong out of the way . . . lower myself on you . . . slowly downward downward a little at a time cause I’m small and you are so very big . . . but I know I can take all of you . . .slowly . . . inchin down . . . slowly inching down.   Now you are totally sheathed up to the hilt . . . I start up and down . . . slowly at first . . . .then you grab my hips tighter and set the pace . . . faster now faster . . . You are lifting your hips and me right off the couch with the force of your thrust . . .my head is thrown back giving you access to anything you wanna touch, kiss, lick, suck, bite? . . .

 

        I’m cumming I scream over and over my vagina is contracting on you sending you over the edge . . . you shoot your wad inside of me . . . all hot . . . I fall forward on to your Chest . . . still connected . . . because not ready to let  you go yet  . . .  Our breathing is slowing and becoming normal again sweat dripping off our bodies still joined as we calm down.

 

        I lift my head from your shoulder and you smile and say Hi babe . . . I smile back and say missed you babe . . . I lean back and  shake my hair off my face . . . you look down and watch my breast sway . . . and you cant resist another taste . . . I kneel up higher happy to oblige you say babe help me out lift your breast . . . I wanna taste you again.  So I lift my breast . . . up to your mouth . . . aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. . . you are sucking so hard . . . pullin my nipple soooo hard in your mouth like your trying to swallow it whole . . . .feels really great Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh dammmmmmmmmmmm

 

        You nibble on my nipple using your tongue . . . it’s so hard in your mouth . . . standing up like a little top hat . . . you let it go pop out of your mouth Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh  I sigh and moan sooo close to cumming. . . Then you move on to the other one . . . using your tongue to blaze a trail because your hands are still on my Ass . . . squeezing . . . and massaging . . . I’m just holding on to your neck . . . and enjoying the sensations aaahhhhhh of you licking all around my nipples . . . .swirling your tongue . . . .then . . . ahhhhhhhhh in that one goes tooo . . . arching my back to give you more of it . . . I almost fall back . . . but your arms are there so I don’t fall . . . one on the back of my neck . . . looking for my special spot . . . and the other holding my lower back.

 

        Ohhh what was that twitchin inside me . . . . and growing hard again . . . I get a smile On my face . . . and I say babe again ? ? ? but honey you still got too many of your clothes on . . . aren’t you uncomfortable and I have too many clothes on too . . . . so let me go a sec honey so I can help that situation .  . . and we still got some ice left. . . I slowly pull my self off you . . .  hard to let go . . . I slide back down . . . couldn’t resist . . .  but slowly come up again and release you from my warm soft wet prison . . . I feel a Gush of your cum out of my pussy on to my inner thighs so I reach down with my fingers and . . . get some for a taste . . .yummmmmmmm. . .

 

            Then  I look down again at your shaft and that still has some on it too . . . looking like whip cream on top . . . I get off you reluctantly . . . and kneel before you . . . I see that . . . you are throbbing again . . .and need some immediate attention . . .  and I’m sooo hungry . . . so I lean down and take the cummm off with my tongue . . . starting at your tip . . . tongue and teeth swiling around and around and around . . . till I got it all off . . . can’t have nutting messin up my man’s . . . member . . .  my tits resting on your thighs . . . all flattened against them do they feel good . . . but I frown . . . cause I see you still have your pants on . . . well we’ll have to take care of those right quick I take hold of your pants and say honey Li . . .but u are already lifing sending your member higher in the air . . . I watch it hyptomized . . . . Cause I want it . . . real bad . . .again . . . Then with your pants off I stand and while you shrug out of your shirt.

 

        I’m slippin my fingers under my thong . . .but you say nope honey let me . . . and you take your hands and bring them to my hips and bring me closer to you . . .and you start kissing the line of skin just  above where my thong lies . . . I squirm and squirm . . . you Slowly hook your fingers under them and pull them down . . . letting them slide down my legs . . . I step out of them and smile with my hands on your shoulders . . . you stand up now . . . and have me lay down on the couch with the words . . .this time is for you babe.

 

        I lay down on my back . . . you kneel down on the floor besides the couch and reach for an ice cube . . . you say shushhh baby just close you eyes and let me take care of you now . . . you bring the ice cube up to by neck and draw it acrossed it  . . under my chin . . .your tongue follows the water trail . . .Then you slide it down my shoulder and the acrossed to my other shoulder . . . Watching goose pimples rise up . . .and watchin my nipples stand up right like little pink top hats . . . standing at attention wait just waitin quivering because I’m breathing . .  . fast . . .then you put the ice cube in your teeth and slowly working it downward  you circle my left nipple with the ice cube watchin it get harder . . . you wipe off the moisture with your thumb . . .then just put it back on . . . and circling wiping and circling wiping . . .the ice cube.  Then you move onto the other nipple who started to feel neglected and went all flat . . . and sad . . . so you say my oh my what’s the problem . . . we cant have you all flat . . . we need to get you up like a top hat like your twin . . .look at her over there . . .all proudly standing . . .there

 

        Then you take the ice cube and circle that one too .  .while pintching the other one with your fingers . . . rolling it between your thumb and finger ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yessssss feels sooo nice. . . im moaning over and over again . . .with that ice cube is all gone  . . . you reach for another one and start to do my whole tit . . . with it .  . .lapin up the water droplets . . . but leave my nipples glistening . . .in the glow of the table lamp . . . then you work the ice cube down my tummy to my belly button stopping to kiss and lick . . . dammmm I didn’t know I had a spot on my tummy but aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh I do . . .damn !!!!

 

        You draw the ice cube down lower . . .and lower .  . . parting my pussy hair looking at my slit and tuggin on my pussy lips  . . .and draw the ice cube down lower through my pussy hair  .  .holding my lips open . . .so that you can find my clit . . . I’m archin up with my hips  you draw my legs up and make me bend my knees and then you push my legs open wide . . . So you can see all of me . . . quiverin . . .and waitin for the cold bite of the ice cube . . . cause I’m sooo verrry hot down there and im cummmmmmmmmmmmmmminnnn againnnnnnn Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh haaaaaaaaaaaaa  ahhhhhhhh You don’t want me cumin that fast so you . . . so you say shushhhh Baby slow down . . . baby  . . . slow down . . .  you bring the ice cube .  . .in and you place it right on my clit . . . my hips arch up to meet you half way but shy away from the ice and come right back down . . .but too tempting the feel of the ice cube  . . . so I arch up again . . and ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh stay for a second and you rub it around and around . .  and then Quickly lap it up . . . so that you make my clit warm again . . Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Cummmmmmmmmin ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh you say are you alright babe . . . can I do it again . . . and I say babe please . . .  you bring your hand closer and I put my hand over yours . . . and press It really deep to my pussy lips .  . . ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhh soo iccccy . . .and colddddddddddddddddddd Ahhhhhhhhhhhh but feelllllllll real niccccccccccce You rub the ice cube up and down my slit . . . ahhhhhhhhhhhh Cuummmmmmmmmmmmmin cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm  omg omgggggggg yesssssssssssss

 

        You drop the ice cube and slide on to the couch and thrust into me while I’m still cummming  from the ice cube . . . ohhhhhh thrusting and thrusting inside  . . . . so hard in and out ohhhhhh I  begin to scream out omgggggg and you are moaning and thrusting and finalllly we bothhhh cummmmmm together in a blinding mindless scream of escasy . . and collapse in each others arms you roll off me and pull me into your chest and we fall asleep in each others arms with smiles on our faces.

He finally spoke up.
"I like her, the kid's got spunk." She smiled, took off her hat, and gave a mocking bow.
"I'd like to introduce you to the most random interviewer you will EVER meet. Oh, and just in case you were wondering how WE, two 15 year-old girls, got to be the best. We know, EXACTLY what the fans WANT to know. You know WHY? No, didn't think so. It's because YOUR fans, are OUR friends. Now, are you gonna answer these questions or not?" It could be easily said she was cocky, by just meeting her, you could tell she was a scoucer. Although, it's probably best to mention that she was also an Evertonian. Born and bred in Norris Green, she was one tough cookie, and not a girl to be messed with, she was stubborn, arrogant, and smart. She was logical, and had the ability to talk anyone around to her was of seeing things. That was why she was such a good reporter.

They lit their cigarrettes, and sat down at one of the tables outside. "Do you mind breathing in a different direction? I'm an asthmatic, and an airway full of Fermaldahyde, cyanide, and arsenic doesn't better my health any." They put them out - she also had the ability to put ANYONE off their cigarrete. "Thankyou. Now, totally random question. What would you think if the world was pink?"
"WTF?!?" started the drummer, "What kinda question is that."
"A RANDOM question, asshole, now are you gonna answer it or not?"
HE laughed, "I'd tell myself to take off John Lennon's glasses for a start!"
"John Lennon's glasses are bottle green, you dick!" Started the other Guitarist, Ryan.
"Shut the fuck up man," HE replied - his name was Sean.
"Okay... What would you say to someone who asked you to sign their ass?"

You can probably guess how the interview continued. Everyone generally had a good time, and at the end, they exchanged contact details, PURELY for the sake of the interview of course, but Sean also gave her his YIM address - GothicAngel82.

They talked regularly, although she didn't have a webcam, so he had no real idea what she looked like, and when he finally saw her again, 2 years later at the K! Awards, doing Vocals and Guitars for her own band, accompanied by her boyfriend Liam, he had no idea it was the same girl, and she didn't plan on telling him either.

(Sorry, no real action in this one, but it's just an introduction to the storyline, hope you like it!)

I met Katie when I was sixteen, and as young as I was, straight away knew that she was the one that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. Katie must have felt the same, because after that, every free minute we had was spent together. Yes we had rows, but it wasn't long before we laughed, kissed and made up, it was funny, we liked the same things, music, food, films and dancing. When we got together sexually it was the first time for both of us, so we taught each other, experimenting touching each other, finding out what each of us liked, Katie's sucking my cock and me licking and tonguing her beautiful pussy, bringing her to an orgasm without entering her. One day she noticed me pulling one of her pussy hairs out of my teeth, so she got my razor and a towel, laid on the bed and told me to shave her pussy, this I did, and she never let hair grow on it again, so of course to be fair I let Katie do the same to me.

Katie was really beautiful with long blonde hair, gorgeous green eyes and a lovely little slightly turned up nose, she could have had any boy she wanted, there was always loads that would have loved to have had a chance. We got married when we where eighteen, I never was a brain box, but I was good with my hands. And with me working as a mechanic at my dads garage and Katie's job as a hairdresser we made enough money to buy a small house.

Children would have come along later, but we had decided to wait, in fact Katie had come off the pill the week before the accident.

So after Katie had gone my life took a bit step down, I cried every night for two weeks when I got home, every thing I did reminded me of her. It was Ted that kept coming round, making me eat, sitting and listening to me as I talked about Katie. Ted's wife who was also Katie's friend used to come as well, but she was no better than me and we both used to cry.

So as you can imagine I wasn't really looking forwards to going out. Anyway Saturday arrived, I got showered, dressed casual but smart and waited for Ted to pick me up. Eight clock and he was knocking at my door, Pat his wife was in the car, when she saw me she looked and said to Ted he comes up quite nice, I smiled thanked her for the compliment and asked where are we going. Ted then said about this new night club, that had just opened in town, and he thought we should give it a look.

So there we where stood outside a night club queuing to get in, I felt a tap on my shoulder, looking up saw one of the bouncers, it was one of the blokes from the gym, where I go weekly. Come on he said you don't need to stand out here, we walked past the rest of the people straight into the club. Simon explained to the young girl behind the desk that we where his guests. So we never paid, I thanked him saying that I owed him one, he laughed and said its good to see you out, simon took us inside showing us round, introducing us to all the staff. It turned out he was the manager, so we got special treatment.

As we stood at the end of the bar waiting for a drink, the barmaid came across, simon introduced her, mike this is Katie, I looked at this girl, she looked about twenty one, had short mousy coloured hair, blue eyes and was about six inches shorter than me. Katie shook hands with Ted and Pat and when she took hold of mine I swear I got a electric shock, her hand was soft and warm and it felt nice to be holding it, I looked into her eyes saying hello I'm mike nice to meet you, I realised I was still holding her hand and let go like it was hot, I felt the blood rush to my face and apologised, it okay Katie said. And hurried off.

Simon laughed and said do you always have that effect? Its the first time that I have seen Katie blush. Both Ted and Pat laughed, we got our drinks, found somewhere to sit, so we could watch the dancing. I was still nervous, and I felt guilty, it didn't feel right been here with out my Katie, Pat must have read my mind she leaned across asking are you all right? Yes it just feels strange, she squeezed my hand saying Katie wouldn't want you to be sad, she loved you and she would have wanted you to find some happiness.

Maybe Pat was right, Katie didn't like it when I was unhappy. Ted got us another drink, Pat had volunteered to drive and was only drinking fruit juice, and after a couple more drinks I felt more relaxed.

Pat got hold of Ted and laughing pulled him onto the dance floor, I watched as the pair danced, they made a good couple, its good to see two people that are in love. The way they danced, there was nothing forced, they where both laughing and touching each other, not sexually just a light intimate caress.

I was watching them dance smiling to myself, when a voice asked if they could sit down, looking up it was Katie, of course you can, she sat down next to me, not touching, do you dance? I used too but I have not for four years.

Because of the music every time we talked we had to get close so we could hear each other. Katie asked what I did for a living, mechanic I answered not very glamorous, she laughed and said I don't know you look pretty good on it, for the second time I felt myself blush. I looked into her eyes and said no, if anyone looks good its you. We sat talking, watching Ted and Pat dancing, laughing at some of the moves Ted did, she was so easy to talk to.

When I leaned towards Katie to talk, I could smell her perfume and her hair, it felt natural being with her, it was like we had known each other all of our lives, it turned out that she was twenty six and had only just moved into town, and used to live in a city, but had got fed up with all the hustle and bustle, so moved here where it was nice and quiet.

The music slowed down and the DJ put some slow ones on, Katie got hold of my hand and asked me to dance with her, I led her onto the dance floor and started dancing holding her waist, not pulling her too close, I didn't want seem to foreword, Katie looked up into my eyes, and whispered in my ear, hold me tighter I don't bite, don't be scared, so I pulled her into me, her body seemed to mould into mine, her head was laid on my chest, our bodies moved in a slow sensual dance, we seemed to know what the other one wanted. A couple of times I gently kissed the top of her head, I didn't mean too it just seemed right.

For the first time in four years I was getting aroused, and I was hoping Katie didn't feel my cock getting hard. Katie looked up into my face, looking me in the eyes said kiss me mike kiss me. Lowering my head I gently brushed her lips, she pushed back, her tongue pushing in between my lips, I opened my mouth and our tongues met, her lips where soft and Katie moaned softly into my mouth as we kissed.

When our lips parted we where both out of breath, I couldn't believe it, we where still moving in time to the music, Katie gasped and said that was good, yes it was, I think we better get a drink, I took her hand and went back to the seat, as we walked back Ted and Pat both looked at me and smiled. Ted said to Katie I don't know what you have done to mike, but that is the first time we have seen him dance or smile for along time.

Ted got us all another drink, I asked Katie, wont your boss mind you spending all this time away from the bar. Katie laughed, no its fine, they can manage without me for a while. She was still holding my hand, as we sat and talked. The DJ announced that the next couple of records would be the last for the night, Katie stood up and pulled me onto the floor, Pat did the same with Ted, but this time there was no awkwardness, and we moulded together like two pieces of a jigsaw our bodies moving as one, I lifted Katie's head up and lowered my lips to hers, placing my hands on her gorgeous arse, pulling her into me, not worried this time if she felt my erection. Katie responded by moaning into my mouth and pushing her hips tighter into me.

As the record finished we parted, she said I could get used to that, I bet that what you say to all the blokes that you dance with, she let go of my hand, looked at me and said, only the ones I like and that was you, and stormed away.

Pat looked at me as I walked back, what on earth did you say to Katie, so I told her, you fool, she really likes you, you really are a fool sometimes. Pat walked away, I felt like a right idiot, what had I done. The only woman in four years that I had connected to and ive blown it.

To be continued.

Please send me your comments, this is my first attempt at this type of story.

gshumour1@aol.com

 

my heart jumped out of my throat and did a bloody dance, im sure. next surprise, due THURSDAY! today was only TUESDAY. how in the hell do i get that done huh? so Zac and i worked on out "Gaymontitious" symitry thinger, we made a gay guy with all this symitry, like rainbow trunks and nipple peircings. it was great I drew, he colored, we were finished. UNTIL, our teacher said the symitry was off, start all over, by now it was Weds. So i said , How about i ask my mom if you can come over, she'll prolly say yes if its for school., so he said that it'd be so great, that way we could hang and do the project. By now my heart was dancing like a retard on speed.

I asked my mom right when i got home, she said yes and i called up zac. He said his mom also said it was okay. His mom drove him over and we got to work. About an hour of working, goofing, and being dumbasses, my mom came into the living room to announce she had to go to the hospital in New Jearsy, some distant relative or something she was going to take my brother russell, and my step dad Mauriceo was meeting her there. My mother said that it would be okay if i was here alone with zac, and wondered if it would be fine if i were to stay somewhere. I said i'd call up angie and all that jazz. and then she left. i was going crazy in my brain, jumping spazzing, flipping out. Just wondering how the hell i could play my cards to get the jackpot. I always wanted to lose my virginity to someone great, funny, someone i had always felt deep for. But then "poof" everthing came back to me, i was a Popunerd. Popular, loved, cool, hot, buttttt shunned, made fun of, stupid. Zac was the punk guy, for some reason, punk weirdo guys dont get ANY discrimination, but no girlfriends.

He was popular, sort of, and i wasnt. I snapped back into work mode. Zac and i turned on the tube, ordered a pay perveiw movie, a scary one, and turned to work. Slowly , work faded out, and the movie up-loaded into our brains.

The movie, flipped me out. I tend to shriek and squel when ever i am surprised. WHENEVER i am surprised. so naturally, It was like zac was watching the movie with a hamster stuck to his shoulder. he didnt mind when i held onto him, which was great. I loved it. so anyways. the fear subsided and went to a normal spot in the film. Zac, at the moment had his hand on my leg, from the last time i squealed to stop me from jumping four feet in the air, and started caressing just above my knee with his thumb, he didnt realize it, but he was doing that. I felt at that moment, like his girlfriend. The greatst feeling. Paying attention to the movie again, a couple just started to pasionatly kiss, slowly turning into a make-out session. this turned me on! very much so. especially with my ultimate crush right on my leg, woo. so then, they started to undress! Woa i thought, Woa! zac thought that too, a bulging in his pants, i became aware. 'MY PRAYERS!!!' said my thoughts screaming!Holy crap. Could it happen tonight? woa baby. lol as my best friend would say. so ONCE MORE, lol, i become daring, i slid my fingers through his hair. Oh my god. his hair, faded, soft green. just like rabbit fur or something, unbelievable. his head leaned back on my hand , he turned to me, and smiled. Ari, he said, do you like me? Freaked out, i said, Yes zac, i do.  and with that, he leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. i felt like i was  swimming in time. i had kissed guys before , plenty actually, (never made out with any) but this felt so new, there was a roller coaster in the pit of my stomac, doing frantic loops. Slowly, I swivled myself around to face him more, and put my arms around him and just sort of cuddled , i guess thats the word, and i kissed him on the lips and we fell over onto the soft couch. he made the next move by putting his tongue in my mouth and  swirling it around . he tasted so good! I mean , i always thought someone elses'  saliva would taste so gross, or something along those lines. but i just dipped into him back, it was so fantastic i almost forgot to breathe. after what seemed forever, we broke our kiss and he said, do you want to take this further, I mean, like uhmmm....,

He didnt have to say anything more, I knew, so he ran to his pack, and pulled out a condom, he won it in a little contest the boys had, and he kept it.

So he removed his shirt, revealing only a pale milky peach.Then , it was my turn, i slowly shed my black shirt showing my pale whitish tan color, only covered by my light pink bra.

He said i looked lovely, and i answered back he looked divine , and we burst out laughing. at that moment, we rushed so close to each other that the thought of it earlier would have made me faint. He then put me up against the wall , pinning me, I loved this. Angie told me about it all the time when she was with her guy.

Our lips meshed as he fumbled with the back facet of my bra. he finally got it and pulled it off. my boobs arent much, very perky, ha ha , and ones a little bit bigger than the other, but he said i was so gorgeos, and with that he put one in his mouth. WOA i though. that is soooooooooooo goooooodddd! I let out a little gasp, this never happened to me before. He continuied this for a while and then we stripped the rest off. soon we were completely naked in my living room. I then decided i would have to yet again be daring, as i told him to sit on the couch. He did so , and i told him to close his eyes. He did so once more. then slowly, i lowered myself, looking at his cock. I could never picture the guys i knew with their cocks. dunno why. so this was kind of strange. but i suddenly cast all thought out the window and licked the head. he took in a very sharp breath, and i took him in, being careful not to scrape him with my teeth. i went over the shaft, and actually got so close to the base, i shocked myself, he was really BIG. well, not that big, but big enough to be a little astounded. I'd say a little longer than a crayola marker, and about as thick as a very large carrot. After a few minuites, he blew. to my astonishment, i swallowed it all! i actually liked it, and i didnt miss a drop, not even a little.

Then the most amazing thing of my life, he ate me out. he didnt mess around, he knew how hot i was right then, mabe thats why he tongue fucked me straight away, pulling upwards each time, the way a cat drinks milk, each time i shuddered, and spazamed lightly, I was in such a dreamy state, i didnt even notice when he took hold of one of my breasts and pinched the nipple, but my vocal chords answered everything. i was moaning and squealing up a storm. and zac was loving it, he even laughed a little. Both our favorite parts , though were when i came. It was un beleivable. i never orgasamed before, never even flipping knew how to masturbate! i just inserted things like crayola markers, my top number of those in my cunt was six, and carrots. then i would just hump something with those in until i got my satisfaction. i never knew if that was an orgasm or not, after zac, i was pretty sure it wasnt. after he was done, and i came out of the clouds, i grabbed the condom, and he grabbed his dick, i tore open the little packet and smoothed it over his dick. after that it looked so shiny, and well, shiny is my favorite color. (Zac still argues with me about that) He laid my down onto the couch and positioned himself, looked me in the eyes, and waited. I nodded yes, and it happened , all in a flash. Him , pummeling in and out of my cavity, suddenly, immense pressure, it hurt so bad, i let out a cry, he looked at me concerned, but i told him to keep going. and with that he gave one final shove, and i broke.

i collapsed onto the couch, he was so worried, it was kind of funny. but then i told him i was okay, and we continued. the feeling, just bouncing off the inside of me, amazing. then he went faster and faster, i felt more pressure, except this time it was good, fuzzy warm blankets good. nice. our tension built, and we came at the same time, and the last final strokes of him impailing me, fabulosity.

What am i going to tell my boyfriend?

After sharing a few conversations during workouts, something clicked between Chaaya and me. We found we had many similar interests and opinions, liked many of the same authors and even shared some of the same tastes in music. I was quite surprised to find myself relating so well to someone of her age.

There was also a spark between Chaaya and I to be sure, but given our age difference I thought the lust was all coming from me. I marveled at being so turned on by someone of her years but being young and naïve, I thought she might be offended if I said anything and I did not want to lose her friendship. I was in no way going to risk that just because my young hormones raged every time I saw her.

Right from the beginning I also found myself enamored of Chaaya. It was not just her body either, as nice as that was. It was her whole being. She exuded a kind of sensuous charm almost effortlessly; in the way she carried herself, spoke, smiled and gently touched my shoulder or knee whenever we met, parted or whenever either of us said something funny or dramatic. Then there were her eyes. Making direct eye contact with Chaaya was deadly. You could feel her sexual energy penetrating the very fibre of your being as you gazed into those bedazzling black eyes.

It wasn’t long before she was inviting me for evening tea after our workout I would go to my place to wash change then join her in her apartment. There we would alternate with the cooking and cleaning up and then spend a good hour or two together in warm and delightful conversation. I was off work due a bike accident & had to be in rest while she was a voluntary retired high school history teacher. This happy state of affairs therefore allowed us then to spend as much time together as we wished.

Chaaya was quite motherly towards me when it came to my back pain, always ensuring my comfort and offering to help me with any heavy chore I had to do. Getting the kind of attention was a whole new experience for me. I reveled in Chaaya’s kind attention to my needs. I even wondered for awhile what life would have been like had she been my mother instead.

We had become fast friends and felt totally at ease in each other’s company, that is if you discount the steamy sexual tension that always existed between us, and that forbidden, almost shameful lust that plagued me during every one of our encounters. Chaaya was not old enough to be my mother; Nevertheless, I loved being in her company but felt confused and guilty sometimes too.

Almost from the beginning Chaaya steered many of our conversation towards sexual matters, which used to drive me crazy. She was a widow with a son aged 24 years who had settled off in Canada as a commercial pilot and refused come back to India and stay with his mother. Chaaya’s eyes would then go big and round as she told me details of her young age encounters and explained how strong her sexual nature was compared to that of most of her friends. She was never explicit. She only hinted at the naughty bits but that served only to make her stories more tantalizing. She appeared to have experienced a very full and active sex-life with her husband and was certainly not shy about sharing it.

It was pouring rain one day when I decided to skip the gym and called her to say I would be dropping in for dinner that night. As usual after having dinner we were chit chatting I was so taken with Chaaya’s sexual confidences when ever we touched the sex subject when she went on to explain her encounters I looked into her eyes at that moment and saw her warmth and sincerity. This sharing between us only served to deepen our bond and to stoke our smoldering passion for each other. Chaaya cried when she related the story of her husband’s death, and how she’d cradled him in her arms as she drifted into oblivion. More than anything I wanted to reach out and hold her at that moment, but I dared not. Eventually of course, our passion for each other was bound to break through our best efforts to hide it. Our feelings for each other finally became stronger than our mutual fears of being rejected. Chaaya, it turns out, was as scared as me. An 18 year age difference after all, does give one cause for caution.

That day was memorable day for Chaaya, I noticed upon entering, had on thin cream colored cotton top and a denim skirt.  When opportunity presented a glimpse I also rather quickly spotted that today she was not wearing a bra. In fact, I could now and then make out through the thin fabric of her top the darker shades of her large nipples, especially when they were erect, as they all too frequently were. Then, and not for the first time in her company, I got an instant hard on.

Wearing only shorts my erection was very hard to miss so I tried to hide it by sitting close up to Chaaya’s kitchen table. I fought with both lust and embarrassment as I continued to catch glimpses of two large succulent big brown nipples through her top and felt my rock hard cock throbbing with unrequited desire. I fervently hoped against hope that she wouldn’t notice me staring or somehow spot my aching hard-on. I was out of luck on both counts.

“Would you like some more coffee?” she asked me smiling, bringing my gaze instantly from her chest to her face. A wicked little grin appeared there. Busted! She’d caught me looking – damn! I knew it and she knew it. I immediately mumbled a yes please while madly wishing I could curl up somewhere and just disappear. Moments later she was at my side pouring coffee and, as I turned to allow her access to my cup, she saw it. I was mortified! Then it was her turn to blush bright red as I frantically tried to cover myself with my hands.

“Oh God Chaaya, I’m sorry!” I whined wondering just how the HELL I was going to get out of this one. “Please don’t be offended!” I begged her. Chaaya stood frozen for an instant, one hand flat against her cheek as she stared in astonishment at my rampant cockstand. Finally, putting down the coffee carafe, she looked directly at me.
I couldn’t help it. I broke out laughing and Chaaya joined in. The tension was broken but clearly the moment had yet to resolve itself.

“Oh my God!” she sighed still looking into my eyes as she now gripped my cock in her hand. “Then, is this all for me?” she said with big round expectant eyes. I thought my poor prick would burst from the pressure if she stroked me any more. I had never had an erection like this one!

“Every inch and more,” I panted. “You just don’t know how badly I’ve wanted you to have it!” I groaned as her touch continued.

Then, in fulfillment of any number of lustful masturbation fantasies, I reached out and cupped both her big pillowy breasts in my hands. Her nipples were as hard as little rocks against my palms. I reveled in their feel and wanted desperately to suck them into my eager mouth. “Are these for me, then?” I asked her as I watched her eyes close and her head roll back. Chaaya moaned softly as my hands continued to gently squeeze her soft titties.

“Oh that feels good Chris,” she whispered to me. “It’s been so long…” She took both my hands in hers, pressed them briefly into her chest, then started moving backwards. “This way Chris, into my bedroom. Right now!” she ordered.

I followed her instructions eagerly. Once inside she sat at the foot of a plush queen size bed that was covered by a fantastically pretty spreads that had bouquets of pastel shaded wildflowers printed on it. White lace curtains adorned her bay window while her dark oak furniture blended superbly into her beige patterned wallpaper. Like Chaaya herself, the room was elegant and classy.

“Stand there for a moment,” she instructed me as she started to unbutton her blouse. “I saw you staring at these so I want to give you a good look.” So saying she let the thin cotton garment fall open and slide off her shoulders. Cupping a breast in each hand she held them up to me. “Do you like my titties?” she asked with a little grin.

“Chaaya, I’ve died and gone to heaven. They are magnificent!” I said in all sincerity. Her breasts were big and beautiful with only a slight sag betraying their age. Her dark brown nipples were huge with elongated tips that stood proud of her aureoles by a good inch. My mouth fairly watered in anticipation of having them between my lips. I moved to touch them but Chaaya stopped me.

“Is there something wrong?” I asked her. Oh no, is she backing away now? I shuddered in a moment of internal panic.

“No, no Chris!” she answered “ I just want a chance to look at you as well. Get undressed for me love, and let’s see that big monster between your legs!” she laughed. In a flash I stood before her naked, my pulsating cock standing fully upright against my belly. I loved her casual playfulness. Sex for me has never been so lustrous with women my own age.

“Sweet Chris!” she cried. “You’re huge! And it’s so beautiful! Oh my!” she exclaimed as she lightly grasped my rigid ‘monster’ in her hand. “Let me just play with it awhile,” she requested.

Chaaya reached out with her other hand and gently began stroking my balls. Meanwhile her other continued running up and down the length of me, stroking my throbbing prick slowly and lightly, savoring its feel.

“It’s yours to have and to hold for as long as you like, Chaaya. My God, I don’t believe this is happening!” I said in amazement. “ I’ve had you in a thousand fantasies and now you’re here with me and it’s really happening? Hey, you can play with him forever. I think he likes you!” I laughed to her.

“Hmmmm…” she purred. “I like him too! The skin is so soft yet you are so hard underneath it. An iron cock in a velvet glove!” she giggled. “And the head! Such a wonderful big hat he wears!” she cooed at my circumcised glands.

Chaaya was thoroughly enjoying herself and I delighted in being able to give her such pleasure. So did my cock, which was coming way too close to cumming!

“Stop a minute honey. Please. I don’t want to cum yet,” I said, staying her hand for a minute. “Besides, I want to see the rest of you too!”

I stepped back as Chaaya rose slowly from the bed. Undoing a clasp and running down a zipper at her side, she let her knee length denim skirt fall to the floor. She was completely naked underneath.

“No panties,” she giggled. “I kind of had my hopes up about today.”

“So I see! Chaaya, you look incredible!” I said with complete sincerity. She blushed at my compliment and held a hand to her face.

As she stood there I took in her whole visage, from her beautiful, expressive face down to her heavy breasts, her flat stomach with just the hint of a matronly roll, to her neatly trimmed patch of dark pussy fur with the fold of her pink labial lips just poking through. Her long sinuous legs were held together at the knees almost coyly. I moved towards her, then placing my hands lightly on her shoulders I looked directly into her sparkling dark eyes.

“I think I’m in love with you Chaaya,” I said to her with a smile. “I never thought this moment would come and now that it’s here I never want it to end.” I embraced her warmly, relishing the feel of her nakedness against my own.

“Hush now, baby,” Chaaya whispered into my ear. “Let’s take it slow and easy. One day, one thing at a time. Right now we need to fuck our brains out!” she laughed, hugging me tightly.

Mildly shocked and titillated at her profanity I attempted to lift her off her feet only to have my back remind me that I wasn’t quite healed yet. “Ow!” I cried. Chaaya jumped out of my arms.

“Oh baby, are you alright? You shouldn’t try to lift an old cow like me in your condition!” she admonished.

“Some cow,” I replied with a chuckle. “But you’re right. I need to be more careful.”

“Lie down!” Chaaya ordered me, taking charge of the proceedings. I moved to the side of her bed and lay down on my back. She quickly joined me lying on her side beside me. “You let me do all the work for now,” she said gently but firmly.

Being pampered was a totally new experience for me. It seems my back injury had at least one positive aspect! Until this time I had just assumed men did most of the work while their partners simply accepted what was given. With Chaaya I was learning what making love was truly all about.

Chaaya began with a long passionate kiss, then licked and nipped her way down my throat to play magical little games with my nipples using only her teeth and tongue. This was something I had never experienced before. It was enchantingly pleasant. She next looked up into my eyes and, with an evil little grin, grabbed my cock and began kissing her way down to it, pausing excruciatingly long at my navel. Finally she raised her head, moved near the foot of the bed, looked me straight in the eye and lowered her mouth onto my waiting phallus.

Chaaya moved her mouth up and down my cock rapidly, sending bolts of ecstasy through me with each in and out movement. Then she paused, looked up at me and asked “Do you like it?” My groan was all the encouragement she needed. She plunged back to work as the first body wracking shivers of an immense orgasm began.

“I’m cumming soon, honey!” I warned her in case she wanted to pull away but her movements only became more urgent. I realized she wanted me to cum in her mouth and with that thought I began to ejaculate my hot cream down Chaaya’s eager throat. My entire body shook with convulsive shudders as I erupted into her. She never stopped pumping and she must have swallowed what felt to me like a 100 milligrams of sugarcane juice.

Finally her oral ministrations to my twitching cock slowed and stopped. She moved herself up beside me, hugged me and gave me an enormous kiss. I could taste the salty tang of my cum in her mouth and felt deliciously wicked as I savored it.

“Chaaya, oh babe. You are wonderful!” I panted into her ear as we embraced.

“Hold me,” she murmured. “Just hold me for awhile.” I wrapped myself around her tightly and rocked her gently in my arms. After many blissful minutes she pulled away from me and smiled.

“Aren’t we awful?” she grinned. I laughed and dragged her back to me.

“Absolutely depraved! Now it’s your turn,” I said wishing to brook no argument. “Lie back and let me explore your incredible body, honey.” She rolled obligingly on to her back.

I began with a passionate kiss while feeling Chaaya’s fulsome breasts and toying with her long stiff nipples. She moaned as I tweaked and pulled them. My hand moved lower across the smooth expanse of her belly, down to tangle my fingers in the soft underbrush of her pussy. I lightly stroked her labial lips and felt the little nub of her clit under my finger as I stroked away softly, eliciting from her a gasp of passion each time I did so.

“God Chris, that feels so wonderful!” she gasped into my lips as I continued to kiss and fondle her now juicy sex. “Go inside!” she panted. “Fuck me with your fingers. Yes lover boy! Hard inside me! That’s it! In my hot cunt! Don’t stop!” she commanded. “Ohh Chris!” she moaned as I complied with a will.

Her language burned in my brain as my lips followed the trail blazed by my fingers. I quenched my first burning desire by capturing each of her magnificent nipples in my mouth and rolled, tongued and sucked them into submission. My hand was still busy between her legs, masturbating her with two fingers inside her surprisingly tight, hot and soaking wet sheath. I moved my mouth lower and joined my hand at the juncture of her long legs, both of which were now spread wide open for me.

As my head drew near her thrusting pussy I inhaled her musky scent then began licking her clit as my fingers continued their fast rhythmic fucking. Chaaya tossed and turned her head, crying out in pleasure as I worked away at her delicious cunt and hard little clitoris.

“Fuck me hard!” she called out. “Fuck my pussy hard Chris! Your fingers feel so good! Oh God, lover boy! I’m cumming so hard!” she cried. I could feel her orgasm approaching as I continued my total worship and veneration of her grinding wet sex. Chaaya began sobbing in pleasure as her first climax charged through her body. Her back arched completely off the bed as her mouth yelled out a totally silent scream that that finally gained volume as the waves of passion began to dissipate.

I started to slow my hand but she urged me on. “Oh God, Chris! I’m cumming again!” she wailed, this time trapping my hand hard between her legs with both of her own. Again she was lifted off the bed as her body contorted and shook with the power of her second orgasm. Slowly she began to settle back down onto the bed, taking in deep lung full of air as she did so. I held her tightly around her hips as her body peaked and crested. We lay together that way for several minutes, not wanting the moment to end.

Finally sitting up Chaaya pulled me to her lips. “That was wonderful, darling, WONderful!” she repeated into my mouth as we kissed and she licked her juices off my face. She was still trembling with orgasmic aftershocks as I laid us both gently back down on the bed and cuddled her close to me. “How is your back?” she asked me with a worried expression.

I laughed. “Just fine love.” I cherished her caring and concern. It was so sweet and so different from the way other women had treated me, especially my last lover. Shanthi had been a selfish little bitch, who thought only of her own pleasure which, I began to realize, was typical of the women I’d chosen to love.

“Hmmmm, you are an incredible woman Chaaya,” I whispered in her ear. “I want to make you happier than you’ve ever been before. How can I help make that happen?” I asked her.

“In bed or out?” she smiled.

“Both,” I said “But I’ll start with bed.”

“Then fuck me,” she said urgently. “Let me get on top. That will be easiest on your back. Then talk to me while we fuck. Tell me how you like it. Don’t be shy!” she admonished, kissing me lightly and grabbing my now stiffening prick and pumping it to full stand.

“God, yes!” I cried. “Get on me. I’m dying to feel my cock buried inside your hot little pussy!”

With that, Chaaya moved down my body, gave my erect prick a few quick sucks then straddled my thighs. Taking my throbbing dick in her hand she squatted over the head and guided it inside herself. As I entered her she shuddered and began to move herself up and down my rock hard cock, causing an incredible sensation identical to being sucked off. “I learned how to do this watching porn videos,” she giggled as she pumped away.

“Oh, my sweety, Chaaya, fuck me!” I panted. “Your cunt is so hot and tight! Fuck me, honey!” I gasped. The sensations were incredible. I reached up and grabbed her swaying tits. “I love your titties honey! They’re so big and your nipples are so hard!” I told her as I fondled and squeezed each one. “You don’t know the number of times I jacked off imagining myself here now squeezing your big tits and fucking your hot cunt!” I hoped Chaaya liked my running dialogue. She did.

“God Chris, I love it when you talk to me that way!” she panted, coming close to climaxing once again, as was I. “”Oh fuck me lover! Drive your cock deep inside me!” Oh! Oh! I’m cumming lover! Cumming again! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!”

Her words sent me over the edge and I came with her, pumping yet more cream, this time deep inside her. I had never experienced an orgasm like it. I felt completely joined to her in body, mind and spirit. When our tremors and shivers began to subside she collapsed against my chest and began sobbing with pleasure. Her hot tears dropped onto my chest as I held and caressed her, never wanting to let her go.

“Oh Chaaya, I love you so,” I murmured into her hair. “I never knew it could be like this. I am so grateful!”

And I was. Through my friendship with Chaaya, culminating in our lovemaking, I had rediscovered my manhood. For years, I realized, I had been searching for my motherly acceptance and love through relationships with selfish, indifferent and often cruel copies of her. If I could make one of these women love me I believed, I could finally love myself. I would be complete. Chaaya, through her caring and compassion, taught me what a futile quest I was on and what a real and complete woman truly was. The other women in my life, including my sad mother, had no love to give. Chaaya had it and gave it to me in abundance, freely and without condition.

“Chris, darling, this is a two way street,” she told me, wiping away her tears. “You make me feel so wanted, so sexy. After my husband died and the years passed I wondered if I would ever be pleasing to anyone again. I know we can’t have a conventional relationship…” I began to interrupt. “No. Listen to me Chris. We take this a day at a time and, no matter what else happens, we remain friends. But a conventional relationship? Be realistic. Let’s just enjoy what we have to the fullest.”

Being young, I wanted to plunge ahead into a full romance. Chaaya’s wisdom knew that wasn’t going to happen. As the days went by we grew closer and enjoyed some of the best sex of our lives. Yet at the same time Chaaya at least understood that my life was still before me and that hers was coming to a close.

In time I began to understand and appreciate the nature of my relationship with Chaaya in the way that she did. We had come into each other’s lives at a difficult time of transition and we had helped see each other through to the other side. If we tried to hang on to the sex and romance we would risk damaging or even destroying what we had so carefully created and healed in each other. Our wiser natures prevailed. Besides, Chaaya refused to have sex with me if I was seeing another girl! ‘Cheating’, of course, was not in her book.

Chaaya’s son now wanted to have her beside him in Toronto & parallel to it I had got a job at Al- Jubail city in Saudi Arabia which I reluctantly took up. That was year for which every soul on this earth was looking forward to, it was the millennium. Exactly eight years later I am still searching for a woman who was everything to me. Even today when I travel through the street where my Chaaya lived I take sometime to look around if she’s anywhere around but unfortunately there’s no sign of her. Will I get a chance to see her again only time can tell, until then send me your comments and feed backs to seekcompany@gmail.com

Yours Lovingly

JJ      

John her friend was still on one ear.
He recently left his parents home to start a life of his own. Nathalie was the only one he
knew would let him live at her house. So she came directly to her.
That sleepyhead, Nath was feeling a bit turned on now that she was home alone with John.
Should she try to entice him?
She was sitting on the couch, watching 'the L word'... also one of Johns favorite series.
She couldnt keep herself from rubbing her panties with her fingers.
Damn she was getting hotter by the minute.
Should she remove the panties under her skirt and wake up John?

In her head she got a nice feeling, very special and exciting.
She did have sex, with her girlfriend Amy, but this was different, very different, she wanted John.
She stood up and pulled her skirt a bit up and then pulled her dark black g-string down.. there was already a dark wet spot inside.
She stept out of her panties and smelled them, oh yes John would like this aswell.
Atleast thats what she hoped.

Before she pulled down her skirt she went thrue her wet slit with a finger.
Oohhh she was so wet and horny.
Well, lets go upstairs she thought, lets wake up that gorgeous boytoy.
Carefully she walked up the stairs.
The door to Johns bedroom was ajar.
She could see that john was laying under a sheet on one side.
Yes it was midsummer, lovely weather.
With her heart beating in her throat she walked to the side of the bed.
She rolled her skirt up a bit higher.
If she would wake up John, and he would look up, he would have to see her pussy.
yea.. and he should be able to smell her pussy..
She became hornier and wetter while thinking about it.

Very gently she touched his shoulder, waking him up roughly wasnt her style.
John moved a little, but didnt wake up.
Suddenly Nath got an idea, quickly she rushed a finger thrue her wet cunt.
And quickly brushed her wet finger over Johns lips.
Yep, something moved there.
Nathalie got a bit of a scare and pulled her skirt a bit down again.
A somewhat sleepy John turned to Nathalie and opened his eyes.
"Heeeee John you sleepyhead.... wake up its almost ten o'clock!"
"hmmm" John grumbled.
Nath could see that John was tasting his lips.
John tasted something very special, even on an empty stomach it didnt taste bad.. not bad at all.
He didnt really gain consciousness yet, but in his subconsciousness he knew what the taste was.
His eyes opened up now.
John smelled naths lovely scent.
"ooaahhhh good morning princes"
"Hey sweety, slept well?"
"Ehh ye nath, but you're like me mother waking me this early"
In a split second John could see under naths skirt.
Did he just really see that?
Did he just see Nathalie's pussy?
He rubbed his eyes.
Nath turned arround.
"Well John, I'm gonna clean up a bit, and you go take a shower sleepy"
"Yes Sergeant" John yawned.
Nath gave John a little smile and walked out the door.
John jumped out of the bed, just in time to get a glimps of naths hot ass.

He took of his boxers, and his morningerection jumed out to great him.
He walked to the bathroom.. Nath was standing in the hallway, and peeked in.. looking directly at Johns hard cock.
Suspecting nothing John stept under the shower.
After a minute or 2 he was done and got a towel.
Nath glanced towards the bathroom, the door was open.
She saw that Johns dick had grown to a proper size already.
He knew Nathalie could see him.. but he didnt mind.
He has had a crush on her ever since he met her.

Nath 'accidently' dropped a book from the shelf.
John heard the bang, while he was shaving his morning beard.
He saw Nath bend over.
Were his eyes fooling him?
Instantly it reminded him of the sweet taste on his lips he tasted when he woke up.
Finally he got it.
Hmm, nath wasnt wearing any panties.. he was looking at nathalies shaved pussy,
standing there.. 3 meters behind her.

That means...... John thought...what I tasted just now....that was nathalies wet cunt.
A weird intimate feeling ran thrue him.
Nath placed the book back on the correct place on the shelf.
She continued cleaning her desk, she bent a little while reading her agenda.
Mmmm she was such a horny thing, John thought.
She looked like a cheap slut, with that naked pussy under that mini skirt.
John almost cut himself while shaving, what do you expect.. with Nath walking arround like that.

Hastely he continued shaving his beard.
Regularly he would look at Nath, she was reaching for the highest shelf  in the bookcase.
Ahhh a nice round ass was sticking out under her skirt.
Ohhh this horny thing was doing it on purpose.
Johns dick has grown to full size by now.
He washed his face and brushed his teeth.
A warm feeling impregnated his body, this sexual tention was building up.

John was fresh and clean again,... but his cock was begging for some attention.
He slowly walked into Naths room.
Eagerly and imperturbable she was cleaning, she was about to put a couple of panties in her closet.
On the inside of the closet there was a mirror, so nath could see John approached her.

When John entered her room she said, while taking a red string of the pile... "hihi John, come checking on me?"
Immediately she turned arround.
Her eyes wondered of to John big hard cock.. like a magnet she was staring at it.
"Oohhh John, is that a coat rack for my bra ?", while pointing at his beast.

John wasnt paying attention to what she said, and looked in her beautiful eyes, a meter in between the two.
Nath stept forward.
Suddenly John grabbed her at her arm, and pulled her towards him.
Immediately putting his hand on her back.
For some reason, all this happened in a harmonious way, like it was destiny.
They looked into eachothers eyes for a couple of seconds.
Then, like lightning John pushed his lips on the moist lips of Nathalie.

She reacted and opened her mouth.
Her tongue sought a way thrue his mouth, and both tongues entangled.
What was happening here was pure, intense and so natural.
The intence deep feelings between a boy and a girl.
Her hand felt the naked asscheeks of her friend.
And Nathalie's breast pushed against his muscular chest, because she was only wearing a tight top, her hard nipples poked thrue the material.

Then John pushed her on the bed.
Without saying a word she lets him.
She was stunned, and was following Johns movements with her horny eyes.
He slid up her skirt, and Nathalie didnt hesitate to open her legs a little bit.
Then he dove with his het between her legs and pressed his mouth on her wet treasure.
He smelled the intimate scent of her delicious young hole.

Nath moaned a little while she felt his tongue dart in her pussy.
"Ooaaahh John ahhh, I dreamed about this for so long"
John looks up for a second.
"Ooh yes sweety me too, me too..... I want you baby.... I want you!!!!"
Without wasting a second he dove back and ran his tongue deep thrue her wet slit, the point of his tongue flirting with her clit.
She was moaning intensely while undergoing his tonguemassage.. and the juices flowing out of her showed she was enjoying it.
She already pulled up her shirt, and was touching her breasts, squeezing the nipples.
"Aahhh aahhh John.. iiiII I wanna be your horny slut... ahh"
"Lick me john... lick that wet pussy!"

He crawls up with his hands besides her breasts.
Nathalie already knew what he wanted, and grabbed his cock and guided it towards her hot slit.
She could already feel her juices drip thrue her asscrack, thats how wet and horny she was.
Then she feels the head of his cock against her wet pussylips, John looks into naths eyes.
Her look says enough.... she wants that hard dick inside her body.

Slowly his hard cock sinks inside her horny treasure box.
Her mouth opens wide, and a deep moan exits her throat.
Their two bodys melting in the hot moment.
Every inch of him is inside her, while they're still staring in eachothers eyes.
"Ooohh nathalie... this is aahhh the best and hottest moment ever...mmm"
Nath cant talk anymore, her body and mind are glowing of pure lust and desire.

First slowly he pumps in his horny love, her tight pussy molted arround his cock.
Its just like its specially made for him, his cock sliding between her warm and wet vagina walls.

"Faster sweety... *aahh* harder... I want to cum and feel you shoot.. *ahhh ahhhhhhh* your seed *ahhh* inside of me"
Was the only thing she could barely get out of her mouth... she continued her horny moaning and screaming.
John started to fuck her faster, and his balls hit her ass.
"Yeaahhhhh I'll pump you full.. horny slut of mine...... you wet beautiful thing!!!!"
Nathalie loved what she just heard... turned her on even more.
The straightforward words of her lover made her go crazy........ she could feel the orgasm build up inside her.
Oohhh she didnt expect this this morning, and now she's already being fucked by this gorgeous guy.

"Damnn sweety I'm gonna explode inside you....... horny slut!!!"
John could feel his sperm boiling in his balls, Nath has been turning him on for the last couple of weeks.
Nathalie could feel her body tense up while her orgasm started, this was soo intense.. soo deep.
"Oooh myyyy godd John............. Aahhhhhh shitttttttttttt I'm cumminnggggggg!!!!!!!"
Her body gnarled and shaked for a couple of seconds and her eyes were wide open.
Her pussy clinched arround John hard cock, this was his sign, shooting the first loads of sperm in her lower body.
This feeling plus her own orgasm brought Nathalie to a new level of pleasure, almost making her pass out.
Wildly John thrusted his cock in her, he could feel his juices drip inside his lover.
"yeeeeahhh, feel my cum inside you.... ahhhhhhhhhh"

It was like both orgasms continued forever, time was standing still for the two of them, at least thats how it felt. Nath was trying not to let go of her orgasm, her entire body was shaking and tears shot in her eyes of all the emotion and pleasure.... she felt so good!!!!

The last loads of sperm shot in her cunt, and John slowly collapsed on top of her, with her legs wide open and her skirt arround her waist she lay there... she could feel her pussy leaking.
They looked into eachothers eyes, before kissing eachother passionately.

Suddenly everything became dark... while both fell asleep.

After a couple of hours nathalie wakes up, feeling John arm arround her.. She heard something on the stairs.. then the door opend slowly... it was Amy standing in the opening.
 

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the next day in math class, kristin came right over and sat next to me. immediately she started talking about yesterday " okay, so i saw you yesterday, and you didnt tell me you played football, especially that well," i replied with " you didnt ask." she thought that was funny and so we talked the whole period. i had the suspition that she started flirting with me, cracking jokes and stuff, i loved it. as soon as the bell rang, we departed and she said she would see me in fouth, i couldnt wait. the rest of the day went on sort of boring, and this only being wednesday, i knew the week would drag on.

i got to fourth and kristin came in giggling with a bunch of her friends, then came and sat next to me. we started talking and she asked me questions on how i became so good at football, and why i had moved. i explained to her about my parents divorce and told her that football just came naturally to me. and i guess we did some work, but mostly flirted.

the rest of the week went by like that, but on friday, a great thing happened. in chemistry kristin was talking about how her friend was having this party and how it was going to be so awesome. suddenly she was like " so do you think you would want to come, i mean you would get to know a lot more people and we could hang out some more" i told her i would have to think about it, but i would love to come. she then took my hand and wrote her number on it, she told me to give her a call if she was coming. the bell rang and i headed off to practice being in a dream world.

in the locker room after practice i proceeded to talk to alex about the party and ask if he was going. he was and told me where it was. i headed out of the locker room and was just about to call kristin, when i looked up and she was flirting with kurt, our wide reciever, and putting her number on his hand and telling him to come to the party. she looked up and made eye contact with me, she looked pretty guilty. i turned and walked towards the parking lot and was just about to get in my car when i heard my name. i knew it was kristin.

"so you coming to the parting?" she was acting like nothing happened. i said," i dont know, im still thinking, i was gonna go, but i think i just changed my mind." that should show that i was pissed off! she just said," well i hope you can make it, it's gonna be a lot of fun, and who knows what will happen there." then out of no where, she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. she walked off and i was just stunned. a million of things were going through my mind. maybe i will go to that party after all.

*pt 3 coming soon, things with me and kristin get heated, not in a good way though. love stinks

   Brenda had , over the years, shown a tendency to give me big hugs, always with a comment like 'Mr G., you're my favorite.', or  'Mr. G., you're like a big cuddly bear'. I would lean over and give her a kiss on top of her head smile, never feeling very comfortable with it, but not wanting to hurt her feelings. I started avoiding being in situations where it might happen, and I never was alone with her, as that would violate the rules of the church toward adults and youth. At the party she was in very skimpy bikini, really just a thong and two small pieces of fabric covring her nipples, which after a dip in the pool were quite prominent, poking through the material which was nearly transparent when wet. I couldn't help but look and found myself paying attention to her. My wife didn't fail to notice either."G. put your eyes back in your head. And what's that you've got going there?" she asked as she gave a litttle disapprovig look at my crotch.

    As the party wore down and we were about to leave , Brenda came up to me, dripping wet, fresh from the pool. The big hug, 'I'm going to miss you, Mr. G. Write to me , okay? ' And she gave me her email address. My wife broke up the hug with a comment that we had to go.

     That night there was a strained silence followed by a comment that Brenda should really be careful in school, since she took such liberties by 'throwing herself' at men. At bedtime , as we slid under the covers, my wife spooned up the me, then said 'I saw you looking at her , you know. You be careful.' A silent pause, then 'But you did have the start of a nice hard-on there. You would have been very embarrassed if it had been her mother that saw your cock straining at your shorts.' And she rached around behind her to cradle my cock in her hand as she drifted off to sleep.

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   About two months passed, and the season turned to Thanksgiving.The wife and I hadn't mentioned the party in nearly that whole time and frankly I had gotten past it, treating it as a fond memory. I never sent any email, I never recieved any from Brenda.The Monday before Thanksgiving I was at home, everybody else out doing errands when the phone rang. I picked it up and before I could say anything I heard Brenda's voice.'Why didn't you email me? I'm outside right now and I know you're the only one there. ...Well?' I couldn't say anything other than that I didn't think she was serious. kids grow up, move away, get on with their lives,etc. Everybody does and I thought she was the same way. I talked for a few moments when the doorbell rang.

     Brenda stood at the door, dressed in jeans and a light sweater. She looked differentthan when she had left. Her hair was shorter, she wore very subtle makeup except for her lipstick which was a bright, dark red.Her sweater was a trifle on the tight side, showing off her tits to their best advantage, which was also better than when she had left. Not quite as much exercise had allowed them to grow abit, to a perfect B cup, only there was no cup involved. They were quite free, her nipples standing out in the November coolness. She had her arms crossed and looked scoldingly at em, tehn quickly smiled and said ' It's so good to see you. I missed you and your laugh and your corny jokes. There was noboby to keep me smiling at school.' Then she steeped forward and gave me one of her hugs as I closed the door. Only this one was different ,too., because as she hugged, she also tipped her face to mine , her lips parted slightly and kissed me. I was surprised, but kissed her back. Then I felt her hand groping at my crotch. 'I saw your hard-on that night ,Mr.G. i thought about it all the time at school..Ahhhhh, there it is.' she said as my cock sprang to attention. Then came another kiss, this time her tongue meeting mine.She tastrede wonderful.I could smell the fresh scent of a young girl ('SO young!' my mind screamed at me) and I relished it, knowing it had been years since I had had that smell close to me.

      The kiss went on and I found my hands roaming over her back, down to waist, then around to her tits. Years since I had felt anything like them, too.I slid my hand under her sweater and as I stroked her left breast she opened to me, her mouth pressed to mine with and urgency I had not anticipated.She thrust her tit againsy y hand , then started working my cock through my pants. She broke the kiss and said 'get out of these. I want to see and feel and taste that great big cock of yours.'And was on her knees in front of me, unbuckling my belt and opening my pants and taking my cock ion her mouth. I looked down to see my cock disappearing in her mouth and she looked up at me, her eyes enormous, her lips red and hot around the head of my dick. I pumped my hips into her mouth as she licked and sucked. A sshe moved her mouth away from me for a minute she told me she had never done this, that she had never done anything like this I knew it to be true, having been her freind for so long . 'I was so busy at school and I was thinking about you and I didn't even want to...'all in one rush, then back to sucking my throbbing cock. I felt the tenseness growing , knowing I was about to cum .i started to pull out of her mouth , but she clenched her face to me as spurt after spurt of hot cum gushed into her mouth.

    As she sucked me dry I thought about what had just happened. A girl I ahd known since lementary school had just giving me a mind-numbing blowjob, swallowing my cum to the last drop. I was nearly weak at the knees with the mixed feelings I had, the sexual satisfaction, the uilt....Oh my God! my wife. The thought of howi ahd just.....I was friends with her father, playing golf with him on Tuesdays (tomorrow! What was I going to say?) A moment of silence, tehn she said."Fuck me". Nothing else. No preliminary, just "fuck me".

     So I did.

    There  in the living room of my home, with my wife due home at any time i laid her on the couch, gently removed her jeans  and sweater. I took off my shirt, placed the clothes on the recliner, and looked at her perfect body. Skin as pale as alabaster, her tits, pert and round, her nipples surrounded by perfect circles off pink, erect and standing up a half an inch or more. Her navel was pierced, with a small silver bangle. She was without blemish. Her legs, long and lithe and her pussy naked  and smooth. Glistening and moist  as a result of what had gone before, i couldn't wait to get my tongue in that sweet treat. And sweet it was. I traced every fold of skin, tasted every bit off her as she lay back and softly moane dto my ministrations. I took her ass in my hands and lifted her cunt to press it aginst my mouth, sliding my tongus as deep into her as I could. Her fingers gripped the cushions tightly as I drov emy tongue into her. My cock was like a poker, I could feel myself wanting to fuck her, needing to fuck her, going to fuck her............I moved up positioning myself the plunged in in one swift stroke. brenda gasped as I enterd her then thrust against me. we played off one another, gaining pleasure from every stroke.I moved around to behind her, slamming my dick into her from behind.'My tits, my tits'A request, a demand , a wish, and I only too happy with that thought took them in hand. Her nipple swere hard aginst my palms. She rammed har ass against my cock as I shuddered , pumping another load of cum into her. She turned over and gave me a long deep kiss, our tongues twining together. 'I'm glad I'm home'

    'Welcome back'.

    The door opened. My wife's shocked expression as she looked at the two of us. Brenda, naked, well-fucked with my cum leaking out of her hot tight little twat. Me , naked, my cock still half hard.I realized there's probably no happy ending in store here. the door closed, no words had been spoken. brenda laid her head aginst me. "Again................"

   

   

"Hi, Mrs. Goodwin."

"Oh hi, Andrew. Still here?" she said with a smile. She dug into the pocket of her slacks and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. "Could you be a dear and throw this away for me?" she asked.

"Sure, Mrs. Goodwin," I said taking the paper. I got up on the pedals of my bike. "Have a nice weekend, Mrs. Goodwin."

"I’m sure I will, Andrew," she called after me as I rode away.

Once I had saw Joan drive away I un-crumpled the paper she had given me. As I suspected, it was her address and the notation ‘Give me ten minutes.’ That was easy enough request to follow, and I figured that it would take another ten minutes or so to ride over to her house.

I gave Mrs. Goodwin the ten minutes head start that she wanted, and then rode over to her house. I was right in my estimate of how long it took. Mrs. Goodwin’s house was a rather nondescript southern Californian late fifty’s era tract house. It was white with yellow trim, and a nice green lawn in front. Mrs. Goodwin’s car was in the driveway. I pulled my bike up in front of her car.

I had a kind of odd feeling in the pit of my stomach as I walked up to the front door. I liked Mrs. Goodwin, I was still turned on by what happened in the coach’s locker room, and part of me wanted to continue, but also part of me wanted to run away. I took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and rang the door bell.

Mrs. Goodwin opened the door.

"Well, hello there, Andrew," she said smiling at me. "Please come in. How nice of you to drop by."

She led me into the living room. I noticed that it was dark because the blinds were closed. She reached out her arms. I stepped up to her and we hugged for a long moment, nothing more. It felt so good just being held by Joan, feeling her breasts pressing against my chest. My penis was making itself known again. We then kissed on the lips. I was surprised when Joan tickled my lips with the tip of her tongue. I was ignorant of French kissing. With a little prompting I opened my mouth and let her tongue slip into my mouth. I was a weird feeling at first, but I sort of got used to it after a bit. I returned the favour and slipped my tongue into her mouth.

When we broke that passionate kiss. Joan patted my cheek. "Very nice, Andrew. You’re learning. Now, why don’t you have a seat on the sofa. Take off your shoes and stay awhile. I would offer you something, but I’m not used to having guests over to visit."

I did as I was told and sat down on the sofa.

"I’ll be right back, Sweetie."

I waited for what seemed like a long time, but was really just a few minuets.

When Joan came back in, she was wearing a satiny pink dressing gown. She looked very pretty. She sat at the end of the sofa.

"Come here, Sweetie," Joan said patting the seat next to her. I scooted over to her. I was quivering in anticipation. This whole thing was seeming like a dream. If it was a dream, I wanted it to slow down so I could savor every second of it.

She leaned over to me and kissed me on the lips again. It felt wonderful, again. Automatically, I took her in my arms. Locked in our embrace, Joan gently leaned back, pulling me with her. I reached out and took her right breast in my hand as we kissed deeply and passionately. Joan worked her dressing gown open and guided my hand to her bare breasts. I caressed those two perfect breasts.

Joan slipped her tongue into my mouth again. I was expecting it this time, so I let myself enjoy the sensation. With all of the stimulation by blood was coming to a boil. I broke our French kiss. I started smothering Joan’s face with kisses. My lips were every where: her eyelids, her ears, even the tip of her nose.

"Oh yes, Sweetie . . . Love me, Andrew, Sweetie, love me!" Joan murmured.

"I do love you, Joan!" I blurted out between kisses.

In her infinite wisdom she soon put her fingers to my lips. "Shush, shush, Sweetie. We have plenty of time. No need to hurry. Let’s just cuddle for a bit."

Reluctantly, I stopped my kissing. I rested my head on her shoulder, and Joan started to stroke my hair, after she closed her dressing gown.

"That’s it, Sweetie, just let me hold you."

"You know, Andrew, dear," Joan whisper in my ear after a few moments of silence, "I’ve always found you attractive, since that first day in class."

"I’ve always liked you, too, Joan."

"I’ve known that too."

We just held onto each other for a while. To continue my cooking metaphor, I had calmed down to a gentle simmer, and I guess that Joan could tell that it was time to turn the heat back up a bit.

"Andrew," she said with a mock seriousness in her voice, "You have been neglecting someone."

I gave her a baffled look.

She opened her gown to expose her left breast. I now knew what she was talking about. Back in the locker room I only had the chance to kiss her right breast, and the way we had been reclining on the sofa, it was my left hand that was free to do the feeling, so I was more inclined to reach out for her right breast. I knew what do.

As before I started kissing the base of her breast and slowly worked my way towards the nipple.

"Sweetie, you just know how to please me."

She took my left hand and guided it to her right breast. "We don’t want anyone to feel left out, dear." Joan then murmured and stroked my hair. "Oh yes, Sweetie, suckle my tittie!"

I decided to be a little bolder and I licked the sweet bud of her nipple. This seemed to hit a nerve.

"Oh yes, Sweetie, oh yes." Joan moaned softly. "Nibble on it, Sweetie."

I felt a little odd at this request, but I gently took her nipple between my teeth. I did not want to hurt her.

"That’s ... yes ... that’s perfect, darling, Sweetie, Andrew, lover, oh yes!"

With our any prompting I changed over to her right breast, and started kissing, licking and sucking on that nipple.

After a several minutes of that Joan stopped me again.

"You know, Andrew," she said taking my head in both hands, "You have me at a disadvantage: you have too many clothes on. Let’s start by taking your shirt off."

I obeyed and eased my OP polo shirt over my head and off. This was just the opening that Joan was waiting for. She kissed me on the right nipple. I almost jumped with the sensation. I had never thought of getting pleasure from my nipples, but they way Joan kissed them, changed my mind.

"Oh, Joan," I murmured, "That feels wonderful!" It was my turn to stroke her hair and kiss the top of her head. Her hair was very soft and fine. It felt good under my fingers.

Between kisses she asked: "Did you ever notice that when I assigned colors to the teams, I always had your team change to red shirts? I liked looking at your chest." She was referring to the individual squad teams in PE class. The boys wore reversible T-shirts: grey on one side, red on the other. To tell teams apart one team of the boys would change from grey side out to red side out, or go with out shirts; and the girls, much as the boys would have liked to see them change shirts; wore these stupid looking red tie-on bibs. "I always liked it when you chose to go ‘skins.’"

When Joan had finished kissing and caressing my chest, she leaned back in the corner of the sofa. She opened her dressing gown completely. She was wearing a very pretty pair of briefs. They had a lace waistband, and panels of lace that framed her mound. Much as I liked looking at her breasts, I could not take my eyes off of her pubes. My blood was starting to boil again.

"Would you like to kiss me down there?" Joan asked, noting my interest.

"Yes," I whispered huskily.

"Then come here, Sweetie."

There was something that I had to take of first: I took off my jeans and socks, so I was just wearing my briefs. My penis was straining at the front. There was even a little wet spot where I had leaked a little in my excitement. Joan smiled as I stripped off my pants. She reached over and patted the prominence in the front of my underwear.

"Very nice, very nice indeed!" she complemented me. "I’ll attend to you later."

I leaned over to her and kissed her full on the lips. Taking my time had worked well before, so I figured to continue with a winning strategy. I kissed Joan’s lips for a few seconds, then I moved to her cheeks, then down her neck, down her chest with a slight detour to kiss her under the right breast.

Joan, who had been breathing heavily, jerked and giggled. "That tickles!"

I continued by kissing down her beautiful body. Joan was about fifty years old, so her tummy was a little soft, but I didn’t care. On an impulse I rubbed my nose against her navel.

I slipped myself off of the sofa and knelt between Joan’s legs. By now I had reach the waistband of her undies. I didn’t take them off, I kept kissing her, through the smooth material of her panty. I eased my hands under her and held her bottom. I moved my lips closer and closer to her womanhood.

I had heard the locker room jokes about women’s pussies smelling like dead fish or rotten cheese. Joan had a very delicate scent, with just a hint of muskiness to it. I fell in love with the aroma of women’s pussies at that moment, although, never did I find one that had as sweet a perfume as Joan Goodwin’s. (Yes, over the years I’ve come across women who’s pubic hair was as rough as steel wool, who’s vaginal juices were as thick as used motor oil, and who did smell like rotten cheese.)

When my lips first touched soaking crotch of Joan’s panties, my penis felt like it wanted to burst. I new that I would ejaculate in an instant if I so much as touched it. I kissed up and down the length of her vulva. I then kissed in the crease where her legs joined her torso. There were wisps of fine public hair sticking out of her panty. I worked my tongue inside of her undies for my first real taste of heaven. It’s hard to describe the taste, but Joan was light, thin and sweet.

Joan was moaning and stroking my hair again. I was grunting and groaning in pure ecstacy.

"Oh Sweetie, take them off! Take them off, you tease!" Joan moaned.

In response I started easing her panties off. I stopped kissing her pussy, and as each little bit of skin was exposed, I kissed it.

I was slightly surprised. This was in the early days of ‘The Penthouse Revolution’ when men’s magazines first started showing the pubic hair of their models. From the few times I had seen those types of magazines I knew that women had thick amounts of public hair on their pussies. As I’ve mentioned, Mrs. Goodwin was in her fifties, so her’s was a little sparse, but long and fine textured. It felt good against my lips as I kissed across and down her mound of Venus.

When I came to between her legs I paused to take my first good look at a woman’s genitals. Here the information from Sex Ed Class was actually of some use. I did know the technical names of the various parts of a woman’s anatomy. Because of her age, a bit of Joan’s labia minora were peeking out, in what I would latter learn to a call a ‘butterfly.’ I thought it was a very beautiful sight. Again I kissed up and down the length of her womanhood. The tastes and scents were driving me crazy. The pot was about to boil over, to continue my metaphor.

"Use your tongue, Sweetie," Joan moaned. "Lick me, taste me, put yout tongue in me, Sweetie."

I did as I was told. The textures of skin and fine hair, combined with the ambrosia taste of Joan, were heaven on Earth for me. I didn’t want to stop, and from Joan’s moans and murmured endearments, she didn’t want me to stop either. I parted her labia with the tip of my tongue. I licked deeper and deeper into the folds of her womanhood. The tip of my tongue found the sweet bud of her clitoris, and I caressed it lightly. I was totally surprised by the reaction.

Joan groaned, moaned, arched her back, and clamped my head between her legs. She called out my name, and with an overarching "Oh Sweetie!" she collapsed.

I sat back on my heels. In my innocence I thought, for a brief moment only, that Joan might have had a heart attack. I was reassured when she started breathing deeply. She looked so beautiful laying there naked except for her dressing gown, which was wide open.

"Oh Andrew, that was wonderful!" she said smiling at me. "You know what I want."

I got up and sat back down on the sofa and closed my eyes. I may not have had an orgasm, but I was emotionally fulfilled. I had taken great pleasure in giving Joan her pleasure. I opened my eyes when I felt Joan move off of the sofa. She was positioning herself in front me, kneeling on the floor.

"Turnabout is fair play, Sweetie."

Joan leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I reached out for her breasts. Gently she pushed my hands away.

"Just lean back and enjoy, Sweetie. Let me do all the work now."

She rubbed my chest and nipples as she kissed me tenderly on the face. As I had done for her, she worked her way down my torso. I did as I was told and leaned back. At least until she got to the lower edge of my ribs. She hit just the right spot, and it was my turn to jump from being tickled.

"Oh, you like that?" Joan asked mischievously. "How about this?" she asked as she tickled the other side of my ribs with her fingers. I convulsed with laughter.

She smiled at me yet again. "I’m sorry, Sweetie, I just couldn’t resist. Lay back again. I’ll be good, I promise."

Joan resumed her kissing, studiously avoiding my ribs. When she got to my briefs she started easing the waistband down. My mind was racing and my heart was pounding. Joan was about to see my penis! No woman, except mom years ago, had seen my privates. I was struck with a sudden anxiety about my size, but I was enjoying myself too much to worry. I wanted Joan to see me.

Joan gently took my penis with one hand and pulled my briefs our of the way. My fears were allayed by what she said next.

"Beautiful! Just like I’ve imagined, Sweetie."

Of course I had masturbated, and enjoyed it very much. Now, with someone else, a beautiful woman, handling my manhood it felt better than it every had when I did it. Gently, knowingly, Joan softly pumped her hand up and down the length of my shaft. I was in heaven again. I closed my eyes to enjoy the overwhelming sensation of pleasure.

I was startled when I felt something warm and wet on my penis. I opened my eyes. Joan had taken my erect penis in her mouth and was bobbing her head up and down while she fondled my testicles. I was a wonderful sensation, but I didn’t want it.

"No, Mrs. Goodwin, no," I pleaded, "I don’t want to cum in your mouth."

Joan removed her mouth from my organ. "I won’t let you, Sweetie. When that happens I gag, and it ruins the mood." She resumed gently masturbating me. "Besides, I want you to cum in only one place." She gave me another mischievous look. "And that place is not here." She took my briefs off the rest of the way, and then stood up.

She held out her hand to me to help me off the couch into a hug. Our naked, or almost, bodies touched. The sheer pleasure of feeling her soft, warm flesh against mine was magnificent. Her breasts were pressed up against my chest, and my penis was squeezed against her leg. We kissed again, my hands scrambling for her breasts and bottom, while Joan took hold of my penis again. I struggled with alternating hands to slip her dressing gown off her shoulders. Shortly it joined the rest of our clothes on the living room floor. My manly instincts took hold, and I reached my hand between her legs to touch her pussy.

"Yes, Sweetie, that feels so good." Joan whispered in my ear as I slipped my finger between her labia. I rubbed around until I found her clitoris. She reach a small orgasm quickly. I was amazed at how sensitive she was.

Joan backed out of my hug.

"Come with me, Sweetie," she beckoned.

I followed her shapley bottom down the hall and into her bedroom. It was obvious even to my inexperience eyes that this was a woman’s bedroom: nice curtains, soft carpet, various feminine type knickknacks on the dresser and such. What I really noticed was that the bed had been turned down so it was open and inviting.

Joan laid down, and adjusted the pillows. "Come here, Andrew, lay next to me so we can cuddle some more." I took my place next to her and we eased into each other’s arms. Our lips met, and our hands roved.

I could not resist the allure of Joan’s breasts, so I wiggled down to kiss and fondle them while Joan played with my erect penis.

"Andrew, Sweetie," she whispered, "Are you ready?"

"Oh, yes, Joan, I’m ready." My words belied my nervousness. The Sex Education unit that was part of the overall heath class was useless at this time. I knew all about the difference between myosis and mitosis; the process of menstruation and a woman’s fertility cycle; and how the sperm and the ovum would come together to produce a zygote; but of the actual way bringing the two together was not covered in the course material. There were still things one had to learn hanging around on grubby street corners, or the boy’s locker room.

We rolled around so I was laying on top of Joan. She spread her legs and my penis touched her pussy. It was a marvelous and exciting feeling. I started to rub against her. Joan bent her knees and reached around and gently guided my expectant member into her vagina.

The sensation of entering a woman for the first time was, and is, a event really beyond the scope of words. It was warm, wet, velvety, and a thousand other wonderful words. I knew what to do, and I started thrusting. Ever the wise woman that she is, Joan wrapped her legs around my bottom to keep me from falling out. Being hyper-simulated I lasted only a minute or so before I had the most powerful orgasm of my young life. I groaned loudly and collapsed on Joan.

I was emotionally on edge. In the space of a Friday afternoon, I had been given my first adult kiss, felt my first women’s breasts, seen my first naked woman, tasted my first pussy, and now and my first of sexual intercourse. My breath was coming in heaving gasps and my heart was pounding. Then the sound of Joan softly crying entered into my world. That pushed me over the edge, and tears welled up in my eyes.

"I’m sorry if I did it wrong, Mrs. Goodwin," I blubbered. "I’m sorry, it’s all my fault."

Joan clutched me to her breast. She stroked my hair as we rolled back and forth.

"Oh no, Sweetie, no, no, no, you were wonderful. It’s just that it’s been almost seven years since I’ve had sex with a man. That’s why I’m teary." She kissed me on the cheek. "Oh, Andrew, you did more than that, Sweetie, you made love to me."

"I came too fast." I whispered sadly.

"Hush, Sweetie, I knew that you would. It wasn’t a disappointment." I could tell my the change in the sound of her voice that her tears were finished. "It’s more than just getting inside a woman. It’s all the wonderful things we did before. Now we have the wonderful things that come after." She paused. " Besides, we still have more time. We’ll have another chance."

"You mean it?" I asked.

"Of course I do, Sweetie. I’m trusting in the stamina of teenage boys." She pulled the top sheet over us. "Now why we don’t just lay here and enjoy each other."

So we lay next to each other, gently caressing each other, and softly kissing. Nothing strenuous or overly stimulating, just enough to keep the pot simmering.

"Tell me Andrew, do you masturbate?"

"Yes."

"Who do you think about?"

"Some of the girls," I said evasively.

"Like whom?" Joan asked teasingly.

"Well...Carla," I said naming one of the girls on my squad in PE.

"She is a nice enough girl. I don’t think she realizes what a teaser she is with her knickers always showing." Joan observed. "Any one else? Like Terry?" She said. "Her mother should buy her a stronger brassier."

All the guys were horny for Terry. She was very buxom, and single handedly made jumping jacks a spectator sport. "Yeah, I’ve thought of her, too."

"What about me?"

I swallowed. "Yes," I admitted softly.

Joan laughed and have me a big squeeze. "I had a hunch that you had, Sweetie."

"I’ll never think of anyone else!" I promised emphatically.

Joan laughed again. "You dear boy." She kissed me full on the lips again. "If you do ever think of someone else, don’t tell me." With that she picked up the pace of our caressing and fondling.

I did not need much to arouse me again, and I got that arousal from caressing Joan’s pussy. She was still wet from both of us, so I was able to slip my right middle finger into her vagina easily.

"Oh, Sweetie, yes, that feels wonderful." Joan said huskily. He breathing then became rapid and shallow. "Oh, oh, yes, Sweetie, lover, oh, don’t stop, oh, oh, oh." She moaned, her words tumbling out faster and faster. She clutched me tightly and buried her head against my shoulder to muffle a scream of pure pleasure.

I was taken aback by the intensity of Joan’s orgasm.

"Sweetie, you do that so very well." Joan said from my shoulder. "Now let’s do something different." She rolled me on to my back. "You see, Sweetie, the woman can be in charge sometimes," she told me playfully.

Joan draped her left leg over my legs. She rubbed my chest and kissed my face and nipples while she gently fondled my penis. I loved the sensations of her lips on by nipples and her hand on my penis. When Joan determined that we were ready again she knelt over me and slowly lowered herself on to my waiting penis.

For the second time that afternoon, I felt the extraordinarily wonderful sensation of being in a warm and loving woman. Joan slowly bobbed up and down.

"You see, Sweetie, this way the woman can control the pace to her liking."

What was to my liking was the fact that her breasts were dangling in front of my eyes. I took hold of those lovely orbs and fondled and caressed them to my heats content. I was able to take the nipples in my mouth as well.

"Oh yes, Sweetie, that is so nice. Yes ... yes." She murmured in pleasure.

As our climaxes approached Joan picked up the pace. I answered by thrusting with my pelvis to meet her strokes.

I moaned by pleasure, and with a cry of "Oh, Joan!" I ejaculated deep inside her womanhood.

The sensation of my semen flooding her was enough to push Joan over the edge of her orgasm. She gave and inarticulate yell of ecstasy and the she collapsed into my waiting arms.

We lay quietly in each others arms for several moments enjoying the feeling of each other’s warmth, and not wanting it to ever end. Regrettably, things had to move on.

"Oh Sweetie, Andrew," Joan whispered, "You were magnificent. It’s been so long since I’ll felt this way. Thank you, Andrew."

"Thank you, Mrs. Goodwin." I wanted to say ‘I love you, Joan,’ but I could not get the words out.

"Much I we might want to keep going, Sweetie, we have to stop." She smiled at me. "We’ve made a mess of the living room and my bed. We need to tidy up before Jack comes home."

The mention of her husband made me feel sick to my stomach. I had just cuckolded Mr. Goodwin. My upbringing told me that it was a sinful thing to do. Joan noticed the queasy look on my face. She held me tightly.

"I know, Sweetie," she said softly and slowly, "It may not be right, but you are very special to me, Andrew. And Jack has given up his rights to me. I’ve been lonely for a man’s touch."

This time I was able to get the words out. "I love you, Joan."

"I love you too, Andrew, my dearest, my Sweetie." We hugged tightly again. "Now come on, we’ve got work to do!"

Joan directed me to have a quick wash in her bathroom while she stripped the sheets of the bed. Joan brought my clothes to me. I was a little disappointed that while I was washing up she had gotten dressed again.

Things were all quiet when Mr. Goodwin came home from work. A load of laundry was in the washer, and I was sitting chastely with Mrs. Goodwin on the sofa, looking at scrapbooks from when she ran track at university.