“Oh, you do exaggerate, Chloe. A few beers, a couple of
whiskies. You were perfectly lucid.”
While they were talking he had edged himself forward on the bed,
so that again she could feel his erect cock brushing against her
pubic hair. His body emanated heat, a heat that was causing
thoughts to swirl and collide in her head. She was confused and
unsure what to believe about him. He was dangerous, she sensed
that, but he was also a puzzle that Chloe was determined to get
to the bottom of. If only she could recall the night’s events
more fully.
She swept her long blonde hair away from her forehead, which was
damp with perspiration, the movement causing the sheet to fall
away revealing her full breasts, tanned to a golden brown and
scattered with freckles in the hollow between them. She reached
down to pull up the sheet but he gently pushed it away again.
“I just can’t remember. What did we do exactly?” she murmured.
His gaze had moved from her large gray-green eyes, skimming over
her delicate nose, her mouth with its full lower lip and had
finally come to rest on her breasts, scrutinizing her nipples
which tingled and hardened under his gaze.
“When I see those the memories come flooding back to me.” He
paused as if chewing over a thought. “Look, why waste time with
me giving you a detailed account of what happened last night.”
“Well, what do you suggest?” she asked coquettishly.
“Well, how about I show you?”
She started to laugh. It was a very tempting offer. “I just
don’t know if it would be….”
“What? Appropriate? You’re an English girl a million miles away
from home. Who’s going to know what you get up to?”
She relaxed. He was right of course. This was her last taste of
freedom before settling down to her career. And since they had
done it last night, it seemed churlish to object now. Anyway,
she had always found that sex in the morning cured a hangover.
All her objections melted away as she felt her nipple slip into
his mouth. His stubble rubbed against the areole, its
abrasiveness strangely arousing as he sucked hard on her erect
nipple. With his hand he rolled the other nipple between his
fingers, sending sharp arrows of pleasure across her breasts.
Then he took it in his mouth, moving his tongue back and forth
across its sensitive tip, causing Chloe to moan with the almost
unbearable pleasure. Then he started attacking her breasts with
small bites, as Chloe arched her back, surprised but enjoying his
forceful handling of the situation.
She hadn’t experienced such driven male energy in a long time. He
was stoked up, and his fiery passion bubbled under the surface,
desperate for release. Her pussy grew hot as the juices began to
flow. His mouth moved down her body, slowly, tantalizingly
biting the taut flesh of her stomach and moving down, inch by
inch to the wispy blonde hair that covered her mound.
Instinctively her thighs opened, ready for him. He paused for a
moment and she felt a flutter of self-consciousness as she
thought of him scrutinizing her pussy. He pulled back her labia
and began to lick back and forth along the opening, drinking in
her musky juices. Every time his tongue reached the top of her
slit it brushed casually across her clit, creating rampant pulses
of pleasure.
Finally, his tongue settled on the swollen bud, dragging it
gently from side to side. She gasped in delight as he abruptly
entered her with his two fingers, driving her back on the bed as
she squirmed against his hand. As he thrust his fingers deep
within her tight tunnel while continuing to torment her clit she
began to buck against his mouth, so urgent was her need for
release from this build up of exquisite pleasure. She reached
her climax gradually, one peak of pleasure more heightened than
the last until finally she felt herself flung into darkness,
spasming wildly while cross-currents of pleasure coursed from
deep within her with an intensity that she had never experienced
before.
As she lay panting, he kissed her hard, his tongue probing for
hers, tasting herself on his tongue. His stubble was rubbing
against the sensitized skin around her mouth, stoking up the heat
between them a further notch. Pulling away from him she slid
down his hard body to his cock that had so delightfully awoken
her that morning. As he lay on his back she gazed down at it,
then reached to touch it. It was impressive in length and girth.
At that moment she felt an urgent stirring within her pussy.
After the impressive way he had made her climax with his hand she
felt sure he would be equally talented when he fucked her. She
took the head in her mouth while sheathing his foreskin back and
forth. Circling the shaft tightly with her hand to prevent the
whole of its impressive length from entering, she took more of it
into her mouth, moving deliciously along its length and tasting
the stirrings of his arousal, which was leaking from the tip.
She was lost in her sensual activity when he pushed her gently
away so that she was now on her back, her hair wildly tangled
around her flushed face. He eased himself on top of her, and,
holding her thighs wide open, began to push his cock into her
entrance. He moved back and forth, at first with very shallow
thrusts of his cock until she again began to moan and grab at his
shoulders, wanting him deeper inside her. He stopped for a
moment, bent down to her ear and whispered.
“Shall I let you into a little secret? We didn’t do anything
last night. I remember everything perfectly. I wanted to, but
you just passed out on the bed. So I had to store up all my
energy until now, our first time. But it was certainly worth
it!”
He started to butt his cock into her vagina, a little deeper this
time.
0 comments ↓
There are no comments yet...Kick things off by filling out the form below.
You must log in to post a comment.