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Enchanted

By: Karleksknop



Note: In old swedish folk lore there is a creature called Näcken, or The Man of the Stream that lurks in waters to drown the bypassers of his waters. Maybe some lost ones never actually drowned...

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She took the same path she always did, through the forest, over the bridge by the falls and further up the mountain. At his time of year, when spring was very hard to separate from summer, the streaming water was high, foaming and almost violent as it fell in cascades over the rocks. Below the falls there was calmer areas, where the sun had time to warm up the pools, contrasts in both temperature and motion.

The morning had been early when she left home to take this weeks food to her sister, that was watching the cows on the mountain, but had now turned into lunchtime. She sat down by the pool just below the large waterfall to eat her lunch. She put her bottle of milk in the water, to chill it. In the corner of her eye, she thought she saw something move behind her, and turned around, but there was nothing but the trees, being gently rocked by the warm wind. Nothing disturbed the silence but a few bumblebees, busy with the flowers in the grass. She felt the soft grass with her naked feet, looked out over the water and noticed that the big rock slab in the pool was now under water. You could see it ripple the surface, but none of it was visible. As she had finished her meal, she leaned over the calm water to get her milk. She saw her reflection, and for a second it looked like a man was standing over her! Startled, she jumped up, but there was nothing. She felt a bit silly, letting her imagination run away with her, being an adult and all...

She drank the milk and more hastily than she'd like to admit, were off to her sister. She knew she'd be welcome company, even if there were not many places that was more beautiful than the mountain in the summer, it also was very lonely.

She had stayed a bit too long with her sister, chatting about boys, the competition from other girls, and dreams of getting well wed. On her way home, she had to hurry, if she wasn't to lose the daylight completely. The brisk walk down hill had caught her a bit of time, so when she reached the stream again, it was merely dusk. There was a faint sound coming from the waterfall, she thought. Where there people there? Maybe she could have some company on her way home? 

As she came closer, she heard that it was someone playing the violin. She got curious, who did that on a Thursday evening? When she got to the bank of the stream, she saw it was a man sitting in the running water. He was completely naked, his hair were long and wild and his skin was freshly tanned, the shade of river sand. His eyes was green, like the woods surrounding him, and maybe it was a trick of the sinking sun, but it almost looked like they were glowing.

"Oh Lord!" she thought, "He has no clothes on! Not a thread on his body!"

The man looked up and gazed into her eyes.

"I've seen you here before." he said and smiled.

She couldn't look away, her dress felt suddenly very snug, the skirt warm and itchy. His voice was like he wind in the trees and soaring of the water as he asked her:

"Where were you born?" He slowly rose from the water moving towards her, still fixating her with his eyes. "Where were you raised?" 

"I can't answer it!" she thought. "He's putting a spell on me!" vaguely aware that the water wasn't going to hide anything very soon.

"Where were your maiden dress laced?" he finished softly.

"I... I can't... " she answered weakly, as her heart was pounding and she was short of breath. 

He moved closer, the water was flowing from his long hair, down the chest. She couldn't help following it with her eyes further down where it dripped off his semi hard cock.

She wanted it, she thought, then hastily added "to go away" 

He reached out to her and smiled a little, took her left hand in his, and she could feel the chill of the water and roughness from his palm. Wet... His grip was soft and tender, but yet she wasn't able to let go. She didn't notice meeting his other hand herself, she just became aware of his cool grip.

He opened his mouth again. She saw his white teeth, like pearls... 

"Where were you born? Where were you raised? Where were your maiden dress laced?" he insisted, softly touching her chin. "Whe..."

"The Clearwater parish!" she said. "Clearwater! Clear.." 

His smile filled her with joy and anticipation and he put his arms around her, making her blouse wet.

"The water is still running off him" she thought, "Where does it come from?" 

He let his hands run over her body, up to her face and kissed her gently, nibbling her lips, parting them with his tongue. He pulled her off the bank into the water with him, his left hand caressed her breast as he kissed her deeper. She felt him rolling her nipple between his fingers through the fabric. Her genitals were swollen, throbbing. She could feel her own wetness lubricating her labia. His hands continued around her waist, supporting her as he leaned on her with his kiss. The right squeezed her ass, as the other were gathering her skirt, pulling it up. The wet hemline clinged to her buttocks, and his hand wandered over her hip, the groin and found her swollen cunt. His fingers gently caressed her, parting her and running along the delicate folds.

"Do you want me?" he asked, "I cannot have you if you don't give yourself to me willingly."

She moaned, wishing he would just press his fingers into her.

"Do you want me?" he repeated, now stopping the movement of his finger.

"Yes!" she replied "Yes, I want you!"

She could feel him smile through his kiss, and he slid a finger into her, softly. When he slid it out, he let another follow, pushing two into her, watching her. When they left her, she felt so empty she almost wanted to cry. He lifted them to his lips to taste her, then kissed her again, she could feel her own flavour on his tongue.

He led her deeper into the water, and she gasped for air as the cool water reached her hot, blood filled genitals.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

She nodded, even if she wasn't sure if she was, or for what.

He lifted her up, taking her with him out in the stream. He stopped at the slab in the middle of the pool, just an inch below the surface and laid her on it. Her dress was loosened and whirled away, sinking as it drenched with water. The string in her under dress was loosened in the neck, and he pulled it down to reveal her breasts. The now wet fabric clinged to her chest, both warming and cooling as she was splashed with water. He let his mouth play with her nipple, sucking, gently biting, licking it, sending sensations through her that she never dared to imagine the dark lonely nights she had wished for this to happen.

He lifted her under dress, kissing his way down over her stomach, making a trail with his tongue. It lightly touched her clit on the way down to her inner thigh. He kissed her all the way down to her feet, taking her toes into his mouth, licking them, playing with them.

She moaned, "How can it feel so good?" she asked, but he didn't answer. He was back between her legs again, his tongue teasing. One second light as a feather, the next stabbing into her, leaving her to circle her clit, then back, thrusting deeper. She felt the climax building and suddenly he stopped.

"No. please, more!" she begged. He laid himself on top of her, his body covered hers. Water still flowed from him, and she looked into his eyes as he kissed her again, sucking on her lips. The force of his tongue almost took her breath away as he kissed her deeper. 

"Please, please...Touch me again..." she said.

There was a flash of mischief in his eyes, but he seemed to take no notice of her. She felt his cock harden against her belly, just below the lump of fabric rolled together, that was the front of her under dress. His hard flesh against her sensitive skin, she could feel the blood throbbing.

"Please?" she begged again.

He rose up, took her hand and pulled her up with him in the water. He made a little twirl, making them change places, so he could sit on the rock where she just laid.

"Show me that you're mine.." he said, gently pressing her shoulders to show her where he wanted her. The drawstring in he under dress was almost out, her breasts free and the hair on his chest tickled her nipples as she fell on her knees in the water before him.

"I'm yours!" One of her hands touched his ass, the other grabbing his hard cock.

"Kiss it!" he said, "Show me!" 

She tasted it with a lick, took the head in her mouth, felt the salty taste. She let her tongue circle it, tickle him on the underside, sucked it in harder, testing to see how much of it she could swallow. She let it go to lick the shaft down to his balls, and back. He let her wet hair flow through his hands, holding it by the fistful, guiding her to his rhythm.

"Ah, yes, so you are. All mine" he said.

She looked up at him with her mouth full. "Enchanted.." she thought, but the word was no longer frightening, nor did it have any meaning.

"Mine!" he said again, the look in his eyes were greedy, yet filled with love. Her answer was just a mumble over his hardness. He pulled her up to him again to kiss her mouth, her face, her whole chin was in his mouth.

"Come to me.. as you are mine" His hands on her ass lifted her, to straddle him, and she felt the rough surface of the slab to her knees, cold and uneven. Such a contrast to what she could feel resting between her legs, waiting to enter her. Warm and smooth. he parted her cuntlips with his fingertips, his palms resting on her ass.

"You want it?" he asked with a playful smile.

She tried to lower herself on him, but his hand held her back. he moved his pelvis, making the tip of his cock gently rubbing up and down her slit, lubricating it with her wetness. He could see the answer in her face.

"Yes! I want it"

He loosened his grip on her, letting her impale herself on him. She was more than ready, the entry being easy, her movement almost desperate. As she held on to him, riding him up and down she thought she saw eyes gleaming in the dusk, but she couldn't care less. He took her breast into his mouth and moved with her, thrusting into her, filling her, leaving no room.

He got up, with her clinging on to him and laid her on her back. On top of her he sunk his flesh deeper and deeper into her as she screamed of pleasure. He kissed and bit her neck while thrusting upwards, making sure his cock either rubbed her clit on its way in, or the front wall of her cunt. He twisted her hair between his fingers, mumbling in her ear as he took her. "I'm going to fuck you forever" he said, "This is just the beginning, I will fuck you for years and years, you will beg me to do it."

She realized it was true, he could fuck her forever, and she would just beg him for more. But she didn't care. She was his. 

He changed places with her again, now lying down with her on top. He took her under dress off completely and threw it away. Sweat and water made her body glide with his movements, riding him harder and harder until she finally came. Her scream echoed out in what was now darkness, and he filled her with his own juices.

As she collapsed on him, he stroke her hair. "You are quite a catch!" he said. She rolled off and laid on his side, catching her breath, his semen flowing out of her.

He looked into her eyes again. "I will fuck you forever.." She wasn't sure if it was a threat or a promise, but he want down on her again, lapping up his own sperm as she leaked it. He avoided the sensitive areas, and concentrating on fucking her slowly with his tongue. Inevitable, he woke her again and she started moving with him. 

He took her by the hand started to lead her to the waterfall. 

"Is he going to drown me?" she thought, but he was not. He led her into the waterfall, where a cave had been formed by the water, strangely lit by the rock itself, from within. Not a clear, bright light, more of a dimmed non-darkness. He pointed at a flat rock, covered with moss, and she sat down on it. It was remarkably comfortable.

"You gave yourself to me" he said, "and now, I will accept your gift!" One pair of the eyes, she had seen before were closing up to his side, and she could not make out what they belonged to. It was small, hairy, and she saw teeth flash dangerously. The creature was carrying something, and she could hear a metallic clatter, muffled by cloth.

"What is that?!" she asked, and she probably looked a bit scared, because he reassuringly stroke her thigh.

"They are just my servants" he smiled. "Don't worry about them, they will make your life comfortable, on my command, and would never hurt you." He took the burden from the creature, and it immediately disappeared back into the shadows. It was a bag, and he took out a shackle from it.

"You won't need that!" she said.

"But I think I will!" he said. "You are mine, and I want to do what I like to you, how I like it, and as long I like. I have no doubt you will like it too!" Gently he locked it around her left wrist, took out another one and continued with her right wrist. He stretched her out on the soft stone bunk and fastened her shackles over her head. He took out another set of shackles, these intended for her feet, and fastened them so she laid flat on her back with her legs parted.

He resumed his kissing, starting with her neck, now he was in no hurry anymore. He took his time, coating her with his saliva, exciting her. His whispers in her ears were both meant to relax her and egg her on.

"I know your desires, I can feel them in my blood... Tell me... how much do you want me?" 

He let his glans slide up and down her opening, teasing her, arousing her and she tried to meet him, but were held back by her chains.

"So you want me to fuck you? So soon my love?" 

"Fuck me...." she moaned "Fuck me again!" 

"No chance of that yet, I'm afraid... I want to play with you first." He smiled again and moved up, so that his knees rested on each side of her chest, and let his cock touch her lips. "Come on, take it..."

She opened her mouth for him, feeling him fill it. The soft skin touching the roof of her mouth. Her shackles rattled as she tried to reach for it, not yet used to how it restrained her, and he looked amused. She took as much as she could of the hardened flesh, letting him fuck her mouth as he pleased, and it was arousing, to the point of almost being painful. As she let her tounge whirl around the tip of his cock she could hear him breathe heavier and he withdrew. He let his cock slide over her cheek,under her chin and over the other, painting her with her own saliva.

"Not so fast!" he said and winked at her.

She writhed on the moss covered bed, trying to rub her swollen sex against anything, his body, herself, but there was nothing to give her relief.

"I know what you need, say it and it will be yours... eventually" 

"Please, fuck me, touch me, anything, please..." she begged.

He let his hand run up her legs, and kissed her inner thighs. "Here?" he said and le his finger follow the outline of her cunt. "Maybe here?" he let his index finger slide into her.

"Yes! More, please, more!"

He fucked her with a finger, then two and three. His thumb lightly massaged her clit from side to side, but not firm enough to let her come. The fingers teased her, holding her at the edge of insanity, making her beg, plead, and fight her chains. He took the fingers out, enjoying her desperation the few seconds his hands were off her. Then he softly pressed his well lubricated finger to her ass, just a little, then again harder, until it opened for him. His thumb went back to her clit, now pressing it, letting her push to it herself, and at the same time against his finger, that went deeper into her. When he could more easily slide his finger in and out he tried two.

"You like it?" he chuckled, well knowing that she wasn't able to answer with more than moans. "I do.. I am going to fuck your ass.. I want to see if it's as sweet as your lovely cunt."

He made a quick nod with his head to her foot restraints, and she heard feet over the wet cave floor, and the chains were pulled from the shackles. The chains holding her arms were loosened. He rolled her over to her belly, and pulled her down so her ass were right at the edge of the bunk, and her hands, once again stretched over her head.

He leaned over her, letting his cock rest between her butt cheeks and licked he back of her neck. "Do you feel it?" he asked, "It's all for you..." He spread her hair like a fan over her back, caressing her and finally his hands were on her ass again. He dipped his cock in her cunt, taking her wetness and smeared it over her back entrance, went back and let it sink all the way in and then pulled it back again, gently pushing her anus. His hand went down to her clit again, not moving, just resting over it. He could feel her shivering, not from cold, just from unreleased tensions.

"Do you want it up your ass? Just ask for it and i is yours."

"Yes..."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes I want it! Fuck my ass, I'm on my knees for you! Fuck me, please!"

He pushed harder, and entered her, as he fingered her at the same time. For every push he went further in until he had buried himself in her, and she pushed against him for more. She just couldn't have enough, every time he pulled out she felt so empty, and every time he filled her it was so good. He picked up pace and fucked her in long, hard greedy strokes, she felt his balls slapping her every time he went in.

"Mmm, harder, more.." she cried. 

His thrusts became harder, his fingering more intense and as he came he bit her shoulder, and his roar of pleasure sent her over the edge too, the feeling so intense she got tears in her eyes. He didn't roll off, he stayed on top of her, inside her, feeling her sweaty back against him. Exhausted, she enjoyed his weight upon her, and fell asleep, with his soft whispers in her ear: "I will fuck you forever, and ever...."

When she woke up, she realized she was no longer on the bunk. She could see it on the side of her, a bit closer to the waterfall. She could see more of the cave now, as the sun was up, and some of its rays penetrated the curtain of water she was now behind. Further in she saw water running down the entire cave wall, into a shallow pool and led away out in the stream. 

She was very comfortable though, but still wet... The shackles were still there, now chaining her to a wall, from where a warm rivulet run. It ran down the cliff wall, out on a little wedge and with perfection dripped over her genitals, both cleaning them, soothing them and massaging them. The water then flowed over her belly and tickles the underside of her breasts as it dripped onto the cave floor. She turned her head to see where her lover was, but the cave seemed empty. She let out a little cry when she turned her head back and found one of the creatures standing by the side of her head. It peered at her with the yellow eyes, blinked and held up a wild apple. She couldn't hear it speak but in her thoughts she heard its words.

"Mladee feed!" What did it mean? "FEED!" The little creature shook the apple and held it against her lips. She understood that this was breakfast, and that there was not anyone that had any plans to unchain her. She bit the apple, it was sweet and tasted nice. She licked up the apple juice that tried to get away in the corner of her mouth. "This is good" she said, not really knowing how you handled a furry beast, eagerly feeding you with fruit. This immediately trigged a tooth filled grin and it said: "Is MORE!" It shoved some hazelnuts into her mouth, and as soon as she had chewed and swallowed, it poured fresh, cold spring water into it, to help her thirst. The meal was perhaps not her cleanest, since the thing seemed beside itself not to let her wait an unnecessary second for her treats, but it tasted good, and the creature had even a hand full of blueberries to finish it off with. 


Enchanted



"Thank you!" she said and it seemed very pleased with itself as it brushed away some runaway pieces of apple on her chin. "He say mladee feed, imp find food, and treats!" the creature said proudly, and then disappeared into a corner of the cave again. It was all quiet, except from the sound of the waterfall and the dripping from the wall. When the funny little servant was no longer there to distract her, she became aware of the stimulation from the water. She knew he had positioned her like this, not primarily to soothe her rubbed up vagina, even if it did, but rather to tease her, excite her and have her ready for him, when he pleased to come back for her.

She closed her eyes, and the memories from the day before came back, vivid and detailed. The dripping water, sometimes falling with preciseness on her clit, sometimes on the side of it, seemed as sweet torture. Not little enough to let her relax, not quite enough to let her come. She was held in a limbo of arousal, and could not do anything about it.

The sudden sound of chains made her open her eyes again, and there he was.

"I see they have been feeding you blueberries" he said and kissed the corner of her mouth, licking up some of the berry juice that had now coloured her mouth a bit purple. "So have you missed me?" He didn't wait for her answer, he put his mouth to her cunt, licking it as he drank some of the water flowing over it. Her moans and writhing revealed her instantly. "Oh that much? Well, if I do this...?" he let his tongue circle around and thrust into her, and listened to her gasping for breath. "You want me really bad, don't you?" She nodded.

"Have you not learned anything from yesterday?" he laughed. "Come on, say it!"

"I want you!" she said, then added "Will you please fuck me, because I need you so bad!"

"That's more like it!" He pulled the chains out of the shackles, lifted her up and carried her to the pool inside the cave. He leaned her with her back against the wall, to support her and enjoyed the view of her naked body being overflown with the water from it, watched her arms breaking the ostensibly calm, running water into bubbles and foam as it hit her skin. The sun shining in made the whole scene sparkle and glitter, as she was soaked. She wrapped her legs around his hips, pleading him to take her. With one thrust, he was in, and he let his thumb stimulate her as he shoved her against the wall with each thrust, her cries of lust, turning into desperate sobbing. Water splashed over her head, into her mouth, and she couldn't tell the difference anymore from his wet kisses and the sprays of water. Suddenly he snapped his fingers, and one of the familiars instantly let the end of a chain fall down from the roof of the cave. It swung back and forth, almost reaching the stone floor sloping down to the little pool they were in. He took her to the edge of the floor and sat down with her on his lap. He lifted her arms and put them behind her, around his neck, and locked them there. He played with her breasts, nibbling her neck and parted her legs with his knees so he could more easily finger her. "I want more of that ass" he said, letting his fingers play with her cunt as he was breathing heavily into her ear. "You want to give it to me?" 

"Mmmmmmm" she answered.

He fastened her hands in the chain that was dangling behind them and with a small gesture she was gently pulled up by it until she was standing. He spread her legs and kissed her buttock, licking her crack, letting his tongue probe her gently. She relaxed and let him slide the tip in, felt his saliva all over her ass, wondering how it could feel so wonderful. He then laid down on the floor inviting her to ride him. She fell to her knees, carefully licked his hard cock, coating it with saliva and lowered herself upon him. With her hands high over her head, she could do little more than rock with the motion controlled by his hand on her hips. As she got more and more of him inside her with every rock, she closed her eyes, and let him fuck her, begging him not to stop. When he noticed her movements getting faster and more demanding, he pushed two fingers inside her and made her explode. He felt her ass clench around him and enjoyed the view of her as she threw herself from side to side, and then eased himself out from under her. He stood up in front of her, his hand was working on his cock furiously, and he let out a cry as he hit her breasts with jet after jet of his hot sperm. Some of it hit her chin, and with a smile she looked up on him and licked it up. He answered her smile and let his hands run over her, smearing the mess he's just made into her skin. As he embraced her and they laid down to rest, she knew that his was her life. She was his, to do what he liked to, when he liked it, and how he liked it. And she knew she liked it, just as he had told her.



Enchanted



It's a beautiful Sunday afternoon, I lay out on my stomach on the sofa my knees are bent feet in the air and I have the laptop in front of me. The sun in shining through the window, the cool breeze is fluttering the curtains. I can hear the sports commentary on the TV but I don't bother to turn my head as I hear the crowd cheer. My attention remains fixated on the images on my monitor flickering across my creamy skin as the movie streams. I watch the pretty girl sucking enthusiastically at the number of cocks before her. I feel myself growing wet and squeeze my thighs together as I watch the scene unfold, one of the men moving behind the girl to spread her cunt wide. I hear you call out, my eyes flicker and I look up at you, sitting fixated watching the football game on TV. 

You're sitting on the edge of the other sofa, hand on your head as you watch the game progress. I let my eyes roam over your body, starting at your head I move my way down, looking at your beautiful eyes, alight with animation as you watch the sport you love. Your full lips (that I adore so much), the bottom lip in between your teeth grazing it in your complete enthusiasm. I let my eyes run over your solid jaw, to your thick broad chest. You shirt strains slightly as you raise your arms, watching the near miss of the goal. Sighing with pleasure I let my eyes continue their decent over your stomach which is for this moment concealed from me. I look at your firm thighs in your jeans, seeing the natural bulge that is formed at your groin. Pausing there, I review the buttons of your jeans, how they shift and move as you turn in your seat. I feel my pussy pool with need and I start to swing my feet, enjoying the sweet torment. I let my eyes run all the way to your feet in your converse shoes, before pushing my eyes back up your length. I let my eyes follow the inseam of your jeans, until it disappears from my view at your groin. 

I look back down at the images I've been watching, the girl is now being double penetrated, and as I watch the man on top pulls out, spreading her arse wide before pounding back in. I shiver with delight, imagining your cock fucking my arse this way. Licking my dry lips, I watch in fascination as the shift the camera so that the girl still sucking enthusiastically is shown, her mouth is stretched as she gobbles that cock, the mans hand is twisted in her hair, keeping her head in place as he takes ambitious thrusts. I bite back a moan as he thrusts hard into her mouth, holding her in place before releasing her, then feel a smile tug at my lips as after taking a few deep breaths she is eagerly returning her attentions to his cock. 

I raise my head again, letting a wicked smile spread on my lips as I see your total absorption into the game, you seem to have no idea that I'm aching and soaking my panties meters from you. Suddenly the ads flick up on the TV and you notice me looking at you, your eyes glide over my face and pause at my lips, before flicking back to my eyes.

"Have I been missing something my sweet?" you ask as you lean back in the chair. 

Your hand naturally coming to rest on your upper thigh, inches from your cock. My eyes seem unable to stop themselves as they follow your movements, before transferring to your cock then back to your hand. I breathe deeply and force myself to look up at you again. Your eyes speak of amusement as you cock your head to one side slightly, raising an eyebrow in question. I smile, closing my laptop with a slight click, I roll and climb off the sofa, stepping carefully over your outstretched legs I sit on the sofa to your left. You move slightly, spreading your legs a fraction wider so it brushes mine. I smile as I feel the warmth of your skin through your jeans. Boldly I lean forward, bringing my lips inches from yours as I run my open palm along your thigh. 

"Not missing darling, more like... preparation" I smile as my hand cups your thickening cock. 

You smile back at me, the corner of your eyes crinkling slightly, pleased to find me happy to oblige. I start to caress your length, tracing the tip of your cock through your jeans. You mummer your approval and I squeeze softly, enjoying the heat I am already starting to feel. With a touch of remorse I release your cock, leaning back against the arm of the chair. I see your eyes flicker from me to the TV behind me. I tut, while thinking how easily you are distracted. I look down at your cock again, now straining lightly in its confines.

I catch the hem of my loose t shirt, crossing my arms, I drag it up over my stomach, catching my ample breasts so they can bounce free and up over my head. As I clear my face I find your attention firmly on my full breasts, my nipples hardening under your intense gaze. Dropping my shirt to the floor I bring my small hands up and I push my breasts together softly, feeling the heavy weight in my hands. I let my hands slip forward and brush my nipples, encouraging their hardness. I then squeeze them, pulling them hard a few times, until they are aching and tingling. I can hear your moans as you watch me twist and pull my nipples, feeling myself getting slicker at the feeling of displaying myself to you, for your pleasure. I look back up at you, finding you rubbing your cock through your jeans as you watch me play. Leaning forward I brace myself on the back of the sofa as I come up onto my knees. I let my breasts hang forward their heavy weight emphasizing their size. I kiss you teasingly, nipping your lip softly before we part, licking my lips I grin down at you. 

"Fancy a taste my love?" I ask arching my back so my breasts are directly in front of your face. 

I hear you mumble softly before you catch my nipple with your lips, sucking it deeply into your mouth. I lean closer to you, giving you better access. You clasp my nipple between your teeth, giving it a slight bite before flicking it with your tongue. I groan happily as I feel your hands snake around, grabbing my arse. You massage the flesh, spreading and releasing my arse cheeks as your suck. I feel my pussy lips being spread and closed with every moment, my wet pussy lips moving against one another. All the while the feel of your mouth on my nipples is sending direct pleasure to my clit. I squirm and you release my nipple, now a dark pink from your sucking. I tilt to the side, and your catch my other nipple, greedily sucking it into your mouth and nipping it harder this time. I moan, bringing my knees up beside your hips, so I can sit astride. You guide me into place with your hands, grinding me down on your cock. You bite harder on my nipple looking up at me as I look down watching you. 

Suddenly you raise one of your hands, and bring it down sharply on my arse cheek, I groan feeling the vibrations in my hungry pussy. You smile around my nipple as you watch my head drop back grinding more aggressively on your cock. You raise your hand again, spanking me hard as I groan appreciatively. Your full lips circling my nipple as you suck relentlessly, I pull my chest back and you continue to suck, so I get one final pull as I come free from your mouth. You run one hand up my spine and cup the nap of my neck, pulling me down for a kiss. Your tongue thrusts aggressively into my mouth, taking and claiming in time to your hips as they buck under me, I break the kiss, pulling back and sitting on your lap. I smile at you, watching your eyes pool with desire. 

I slip back planting my feet on the ground. I continue to move backwards, easily coming to my knees between yours. Putting my hands on your knees, I look up at you, to see you reclining back, a lazy smile pulling at your lips as you get comfortable for the pleasure you're about to receive. Giving you a cheeky smile I place my hands on either of your knees. I give each a slight squeeze and run my hands up your thighs until they are resting on either side of your cock. I spread my fingers out letting my index and thumb of each hand run over your length. I spider walk my hands up nibbling undoing the buttons of your jeans. I grasp them pulling the fly wide open. You moan softly and raise your hips, freeing your jeans so I can pull them down.

I moan and bite my bottom lip as my look upon your cock, straining against your boxers. Cupping firmly I squeeze enjoying the feeling of your hot flesh under my hand. You shiver, my fingers nails grazing your sensitive skin through your boxers. I hook my fingers into the waist and pull them forward, letting your cock become free of its restraints. I sigh softly as I look at your cock, the cherry head ripe to be consumed. The shaft thick and strong, throbbing invitingly. I lean forward, kissing the tip of your cock, licking greedily at your pre-cum and savoring the taste. The salty tang filling my mouth, making me hungry for more, I lean forward again softly resting my lips against the head of your cock. Feeling the hot skin against my soft lips, slowly coating them with your pre-cum so thick and creamy.

I close my eyes, and ever so slowly push forward. Taking the head of your cock into my mouth. I moan, feeling the smoothness of the head against my tongue as I start to roll my tongue against the head of your cock, sucking softly at you at first. You bring your hands up to my head, playing with my hair as I start to suck a little bit harder, taking a little bit more into my mouth. I feel your thickness stretching my mouth, parting my jaw as I take more of you in. 

"mmm yes baby.." you murmur softly as I take a yet more of you in, finally reaching the back of my throat. I groan as I feel the familiar pressure, pushing against the back of my throat, I gag slightly, tears springing to my eyes. I then pull back, again pushing forward, more pressure on my throat. I then bob a few short thrusts, before pressing hard, feeling the mounding pressure before the release as you slide into my throat. I relax my throat making sure I don't gag as I start to fuck my own throat with your cock. Time and again I impale myself forcing you down my throat.

You moans become louder as I continue to take you deeply. My hand comes up to cup your balls, rolling them in my hand. You buck into my throat and I almost gag taking you so your pubic bone is pressed to my nose. My eyelashes are coated in my tears that I blink back. I pull back almost to the point where you leave my mouth then I thrust forward taking all of you right to the hilt. My throat contracts around you, while I suck hard. 

"Mmm you feel so good deep in my throat" I think to myself as I impale myself again on your cock.

I slowly drag you out again and drag the tip of your cock across my lips, back and forth coating my lips in your pre cum and my thick saliva. You watch me worshiping your cock, the TV forgotten. 

I lean back letting your cock drag over my lips, chin and throat until you rest between my breasts. I let you snuggle into the valley of my breasts before bringing my hands up and squeeze them around your thick cock, my saliva and your pre-cum creating a thick lubricant. I start to jerk you with my breasts, pale against your red heat. I look down watching your cock head peek out with every down thrust. Faster I move fucking you with my breasts. I then release you; unable to resist I duck down so I can suck your beautiful cock, take it deep in my mouth lavishing attention on it with my tongue. Bobbing up and down a few moments before returning you to the valley of my breasts. I push you forward a little bit so you are total swallowed by my breasts. Easily pushing though my soft flesh. Suddenly I feel your hands in my hair, you cling tightly to it. 

"Mmm... I want that beautiful mouth my sweet...." you growl as you pull me back lining my lips up with the head of your cock. 

You pull me down, filling my mouth with your cock. Gripping my hair tightly you pump me up and down your cock, pushing it quickly into my throat again and again. I'm gasping for breath I feel you fuck my throat harder, faster. 

"Yes baby... fuck! God you feel so good, so hot....so good..." You start to mumble as you thrust. 

I feel your cock swelling in my mouth and you pull out, releasing my head with one hand you jerk your cock, I capture the head of your cock in my mouth, you jerk faster your hand a blur before my eyes as I suck aggressively on the head of your cock. I feel your body starts to stiffen - you're so close. I reach for your balls, squeezing them softly your body jerks suddenly and my mouth is filled with your cum. You shoot thick wads into my mouth and I feel it bathe my tongue in its musky flavor. You slip from my lips sighing brokenly as I look up at you. 

I put my hands to the sides of my breasts. Pushing them together to create a generous cleavage, I then look you straight in the eye and push your cum past my lips it dribbles down my chin and onto my breasts. Looking down at the creamy goodness then back at you I rub my breasts against one another making it smear into the valley of my breasts. I then capture your cock again still sensitive from your orgasm and jerk you with my slick skin. You shudder as your cock comes into contact with my cum covered flesh. Pushing me back slightly, you suck in deep breaths, trying to grain control. You look down at me, to find my head tilted to one side, my eyes fixated hungrily at your now cum coated cock. Grinning you take my hand helping me raise so I can sit astride in your lap. Your eyes sharpen and you stare intently at my breasts as you see me teasing my cum covered nipples. I smile at you as I start to rub your cum into my breasts, paying particular attention to my aching nipples. I then bring my sticky fingers to my lips and suck them clean.

"Can't waste a single drop my love.." I mummer. 

You smile at me, before flicking your eyes to the TV and a slight frown creases your brow and you sigh.

"Oh, the game is over..." I shake my head climbing off your lap. 

Letting my slick pussy lips ride along your strong thigh as I stand slowly. I hold my hand out to you in invitation.

"Oh? I thought it had just started...



Enchanted



"I have waited all of my life for this moment." She was looking me in the eyes, which was hardly surprising, given that her nose was touching my nose. Her hand grasped him gently and she led him to her pussy, her sopping wet pussy. I obliged her by slowly pushing him inside her until we were pubis to pubis. "And let me tell you, it has been worth the wait." Her eyes closed as she caught her breath and her arms tightened their hold on my neck. There was no escaping her now.

I had waited slightly less than she, a matter of hours, ever since she approached me and said, "So you're the infamous Llewellyn Morgan."

"I am, as you have so rightly said, Llewellyn Morgan, but I don't know about the 'infamous' title." As surreptitiously as possible I took in the young lady that stood before me. Her name was Silvanna, and she was one of the bridesmaids at my sister Myf's wedding, the one that I had flown halfway around the world to attend.

No, I am not in Wales, my, our family had left there over a hundred and fifty years ago and settled in Australia. Our parents were proud of their Welsh heritage and tradition, and insisted that traditional family names continue, at least for this generation. I had been searching family records and there was and endless stream of Llewellyns and Myfanwys in each generation as far back as the County records could be traced.

"And you are the equally infamous Silvanna, I have heard so much about you in the past few days."

"All lies." She smiled at me, and in the process improved on her perfection.

"Just as what you have heard about me is all lies." I returned her smile, "If I had done half of what I am supposed to have done, I would not be welcome back here. While I can't admit to having lived a life of monastic celibacy, I certainly didn't put it about as much as you have been led to believe."

"Oh it wasn't the quantity of your conquests that have been spoken of, it was the quality. There are several young ladies in this room right now who have been singing your praises. That you have managed to wriggle out of their clutches without them hating you, is also the matter of some comment."

"As you, yourself have managed to avoid permanent commitment, I understand the the groom and best man were panting after you at one time or other."

"What can I say, I was saving myself for you."

"Oh yeah, pull the other leg, it has bells on it."

"It's true, every word of it. Right from the time that I first met Myf at high school, I have been regaled with tales of her wonderful older brother. You, it would seem, could walk on water, you could do no wrong as far as she was concerned."

"Then how is it that we have never met before today?"

"She was protecting you from me. Even back in the day I had a reputation, undeserved I might add, of being something of a prick tease, we couldn't catch the train home from school without being surrounded by boys, all wanting the same thing, a chance with the girl that their mates were talking about. I was an anachronism, the sure thing that didn't put out. I invented phantom dates to avoid going out with them, this increased my reputation at the same time as deflating the egos of some of the biggest studs around."

"Surely you must have met someone who would have more attractive to you than the myth of me?"

"But you aren't a myth, you are a real live wonderful person, and, in the cold light of sobriety, there was always some little thing that made them less than perfect."

"How do you know that I will not be less than perfect?"

"I have been doing my homework. Every girl that I have spoken with has said the same thing, that they could find no fault in you, and that they were devastated that you avoided them, commitment wise."

"You do realise that I'm only in town for the next couple of days, don't you?"

"Then we had better make the most of the time available. What would your parents think if you didn't go home tonight?"

"I'm a big boy and can look after myself."

"I'm sure you can. Don't go away, I have to mingle, and don't go chatting up some other girl to avoid me. I'll scratch their eyes out."

"I'll try to avoid them."

"Good, and I want to dance with you, at least twenty times."

"I saw you talking to Silvanna, what was that all about?" Myf said to me.

"She has loaded her harpoon gun and has me in her sights."

"I guessed as much, it's all that she has talked about since I told her that you were coming home for the occasion. She even told me that's the reason that she's still single. You're a big boy now, I hope that you go into this with your eyes open, and not get trapped by her enchanting personality. She can, when she wants to, be very enchanting, she even tried it on with Jeremy. I was lucky that he didn't fall for her charms."

This wasn't the impression that I had got from Silvanna, but I let it slide, not wanting to spoil her day for her.

I saw Silvanna heading in my direction, so I grabbed two glasses of bubbly from a hovering waitress and held one out to her as she approached. "You're a mind reader as well as a godsend, how did you know that I was dying of thirst?"

"The fact that you had your hand around your throat and your tongue out was a dead give-away." I took a sip of mine, it definitely wasn't proper champagne, but it wasn't all that bad. She sipped hers and placed her glass on a table. 

"Time for us to dance." I hastily put my glass down as she came into my arms. Dancing close to her was something special, we slid around the floor, my hand holding her to me with a minimum of pressure. "Doesn't this feel good?" She asked my neck.

"You could say that." I told her hair. We changed from the traditional dancing position to me with my hands on her hips and she with her arms around my neck. We were oblivious to the other dancers and the music, lost in our own time and space. "Do you come here often?" I asked.

"Only during the mating season." She smiled up at me. "And I'm ready to mate."

"Have you found a victim, I mean partner yet?"

She nuzzled my neck, and from down there I heard her whisper, "I do believe that I have."

"That's nice, anyone I know?" The sensation of her lips so close to my neck was having a devastating effect on me, in particular my cock, who had made his presence felt in no uncertain way.

"You and him." She said, thrusting her hips against mine. "He feels more than ready for action." The music stopped. "I don't think that I should move away just yet, do you?"

"No, it would be a tad embarrassing for me." She had a mischievous look in her eyes as she moved to back away from me. 

I pulled her to me. "Bitch." I whispered to her.

"I am, aren't I?" She stayed where she was until he had gone down far enough for us to safely part. 

We found that our glasses of bubbly had been taken away, so I leg-roped a waitress and got another couple. What are your plans for the rest of your stay?" She asked me.

"Not a lot really, just catching up with family and old friends before I have to go back OS."

"Will you have any time for new friends?"

"I hadn't planned on making new friends."

"Bastard! What about me, aren't I a new friend that you can spend some time with?"

"I think that your an old friend, we've known each other an hour going on ten years. You are closer and mean more to me than people that I've known forever."

"Is that one of your tried and true pick-up lines, because if it is it has worked on me. So what is the plan, how do we manage to ditch this lot and where are we going to spend the night?"

"I don't think that it will be a good idea for me to take you home, I am staying at home with Mum and Dad."

"So what you're telling me that we are going to my place, is that it?"

"We could always go to a hotel."

"All right, it looks as if it will be my place." 

The band had begun a new set, so we hit the floor. This time it was a tango and Silvanna enjoyed herself immensely, spending most of the time straddling my thigh and grinding herself on it. "My god, we are going to have to do something about this, I came close to an orgasm just now. It's lucky that this dress has a loose skirt, it made life so much easier for me to get up close and personal with you." She kissed me lightly on the lips. "That's to make sure that you don't stray while I'm off having a pee."

"Silvanna," Julie, one of the other bridesmaids arrived along with three other girls at the same time as Silvanna. "You seem to be monopolising Llewellyn, you do know that he's going back to England in a couple of days, don't you?"

"Is he? I was under the impression that he was back for good."

"No, we don't want to see you hurt by him, he has a reputation of getting girls all excited and anticipating a permanent relationship, and then slipping away, leaving them broken hearted. We wouldn't like to see that happen to you now, would we?"

"Bullshit, you'd love to see it happen to me" She thought to herself. She decided to play along with this. "Well, it's not going to. I won't let that bastard do that to me. If anyone's going to break this up, it's going to be me." She washed her hands and left them smirking to each other.

"The bitches have honed their knives." She said as she arrived back. "They informed me that you were playing me for a sucker, and that you were going to love me and leave me, all broken hearted."

"The love you and leave you is true enough, at least temporarily, that is. We'll keep in touch while I'm gone and when I get back home we can take up where we left off. I'll only be gone another couple of months, and then my job is done and I can come home. Can you wait for me for that long?"

"I don't have any choice, do I?"

It was time for Myf and Jeremy to leave the party. There was the usual scramble to catch the bridal bouquet and, with a deft movement of her hip, Silvanna managed to push another girl aside and catch it. She turned to me and looked coyly at me over the flowers, totally ignoring the glares of the unsuccessful catchers. She held my eyes in hers as she moved, slowly, seductively, sinuously, in that exaggerated cross over walk of the catwalk models, which she could have been but wasn't, her intentions abundantly clear, her sights were set on me, and I was going to fall under her spell. She reached me and threw her arms around me, kissing me with a passion that made my toes curl. "You don't want to stay here do you?" She whispered, her voice deep and throaty and dripping with pure lust.

"No." I managed to stammer. The older guests had, having endured the reception for long enough, beat a hasty retreat, leaving the venue to us younger guests. It was booked, along with an open bar, until midnight and most of those left fully intended to see it through until then. "Get your purse and whatever, and let's get out of here." 

"You're not leaving the party early are you?" Julie asked us as we ran, well walked, the gauntlet of revellers on our way out of the reception venue.

"Well, yes we are." Silvanna said, trying hard not to lose it and laugh. "We have to get up early in the morning and go to church, so it's home to bed and a good nights sleep." Julie looked at us, trying to decide whether to believe us or not. By the time that she had decided that we were having her on, we were outside looking for a cab.

I wouldn't have a clue where Silvanna's apartment was, you see I was otherwise occupied for the duration of the trip. "Here we are then." The driver announced, smirking as he looked in the rear vision mirror as I tucked a tit back into her bridesmaid's dress.

I paid him off and followed her into the apartment block. We resumed, albeit briefly, our embrace. Her lips were welded to mine until the bell pinged to tell us that it had reached its destination. The door slid open and then shut but the elevator didn't move, except for the door closing, it wasn't busy this time of night. Eventually I pressed the door open button and we exited to walk the twenty or so metres to her door. We broke the world record for the twenty metre sprint as she scrambled in her purse for her door key card. Swiping it she dragged me inside. "Help yourself to a drink, I've got to dash to the loo. Quick unzip me." She turned her back to me and I slid the zipper down and she shrugged out of the dress. She wore no bra. What she was wearing were white lace panties, and white stockings held up by a white garter belt. She looked so incredibly sexy as she walked into the bathroom that he was becoming more alert. She looked even more sexy as she emerged, still wearing the same clothes, but this time I had an unobstructed view of her pert tits, jiggling ever so slightly, and he was definitely wide awake.

I picked up the glass that I had filled for her and handed it to her. She took a small sip. "To hell with booze, I want you." She emptied the glass down the sink, took mine from me and its contents followed suit. Her arms were around my neck, her lips leaning against mine. "I want to see just how good you really are." 

The feel of her lips against mine as she spoke sent an electric shock throughout my entire body, it was going to take a supreme effort on my part to control my animal urges, the urge to throw her down on the floor and take her, giving no thought to her pleasure, hoping that she would enjoy it as much as I would. "All in good time."

"When I said I want you, I meant that I want you now."

"My love, when I make love to a woman she must feel love, true love and true passion. If you just want sex then I'll leave right now and you can call for a male escort."

"Don't you dare even think about leaving. If I was only interested in sex I would have chosen any one of the assembled masses of horny men. I chose you."

"Well then, you must leave everything up to me." I kissed her, my tongue only just touching her lips as I moved it from one side to the other. I held her gently to me, no pressure, just my hands resting on her hips. She pushed her hips forward to apply pressure on my cock. I moved back, far enough that contact was broken. "Naughty, you're not co-operating with me."

"I thought that I was a prick tease, you're nothing but a pussy tease. Please, I want you."

"You'll want me even more before I've finished with you." I took my hands from her hips and touched her face, my fingertips moving across her soft skin a centimetre a second, barely touching her flesh, across her cheeks and behind her ears, moving down to her jaw and neck, across her neck under her jaw, her head tilted back to allow me access to her neck, she was offering it to me, I kissed it, opening my mouth slightly I nibbled her neck, a sigh escaped from her lips, I could feel her belly against mine, quivering as she orgasmed. My exploration of her face continued for some time before I moved my attention from her neck to the upper slopes of her small but beautifully formed breasts, again my fingertips led the way, brushing lightly around her breast, moving slowly, a centimetre a second, in ever decreasing circles culminating in circling her nipples, puffed from my caresses. My lips found a nipple and gently closed on it, lifting it, before allowing it to drop back. I licked both of them, my tongue moving in a circular motion, around and around, occasionally crossing her hardened nipple.

Dropping to my knees I brought my fingertips down her body to her hips before moving them up again to her armpits, she squirmed as I found her tickle spot, "Stop that, please," She whispered. I began the journey back down her body and when I reached her hips, my right hand moved around behind her and my fingertip drew circles around her coccyx, her hips moved forward and pressed against my chest, I could smell her moist pussy, her panties showing a watermark, virtually transparent, she was shaven, no bush. My fingers hooked under the elastic of her panties and lowered them. She stepped from them, leaving them on the floor between my knees, the scent of her passion was now even stronger, taking all of my willpower to stop me rushing to finish her off. 

My fingers journeyed down the outside of her wonderful legs, around behind her knees, another tickle zone, she almost collapsed on top of me, her hands on my shoulders preventing that happening, my fingers moved up the inside of her legs, merely brushing her pussy lips before sweeping across her thigh to the outside of her legs and another trip south. On the return journey a finger brushed along the slit between her pussy lips, as I took it away, I put it in my mouth and licked it clean.

I stood, my fingers moving to my shirt buttons, one by one they were undone, revealing more of my chest to her. I slipped the shirt from my shoulders and let it drop to the floor. She reached for my belt, but I took her hand away. Undoing the belt and dropping my trousers was my job, and I planned to take my time doing it. Kicking my shoes off I undid the belt and slid it out of the loops, dropping it to the floor next to her panties. The catch at the waist was the next to be undone, followed slowly by the zipper. Taking the waist band, I slowly worked my trousers over my hips and down my legs. When I had them around my ankles, I stepped out of them and added them to the growing pile on the floor. I stood in my jocks, and he stood proud inside them. She was obviously impressed at his size because she moved to take him in her hands. I gently pushed her hand away. My jocks were next to hit the floor, hit being a relative term, because there was no speed or power in their contact with the floor. I stood before her in all my glory, as did she. Taking her in my arms, I performed a slow waltz around the room, my cock standing between us, before sweeping her off her feet. "Where is your bedroom?" I whispered into her ear. She said nothing, merely pointed a trembling finger in the general direction of the bedroom door.

I kicked the door closed behind me, I don't know why, it wasn't as if anyone was going to barge in on us, and carried her to her bed. Pulling the covers back I lowered her onto the sheets. I stood and took in the beauty of this young lady that I was about to make love to. I was definitely not disappointed with what I saw, a petite body with beautifully proportioned hips and breasts, her almost blonde hair forming a halo around her elfin, sort of Audrey Hepburn, face. She had a sensuous appearance without any of the obviously sexual features of those who made their living from their looks. Stooping over her, I kissed her in the same, only just touching way, that I had done before, and a hand caressed one of her exquisite breasts. Soft almost imperceptible moans emerged from between her lips, her hips moved with a rhythm unguided by her mind, she was completely lost in the moment.

I stretched out beside her, taking her into my arms. "I hate my sister." I whispered to her.

"Why would you say that?"

"Because she saw fit to protect me from you."

"You're exposed to me now, aren't you?"

"You could say that."

"I just did. Now what are you going to do about it, I don't know how long I can stand the wait for something to happen."

"All in good time."

"You said that before, I think that right now is as good a time as any."

"I beg to differ, I still have work to do."

"Oh, so this is work for you, is it?"

"Let me rephrase that, I still have things to do in preparation for what is to come."

"I hope that it is to come."

"Most certainly, all good things come to those who wait."

"I can't wait for much longer. I think that you have spent enough time on my tit, don't you?"

"No." That wasn't entirely true, her aureole was swollen to the point that her nipple and breast seemed to merge into one plane. But then I had to maintain my control over the process, so I spent another minute or two, I had lost all concept of time, before moving my attention down her body.




Enchanted



"Fuck, that feels so good." She whispered as a finger pushed back the hood protecting her clit and caressed its tip. "Fuck, god, oh my god, I'm coming." I could barely hear what she was saying, but the convulsive movement of her hips and the quivering of her lower abdomen announced her orgasm loud and clear. "Fuck, I have never had one like that before, ever. I hate Myf too. She should have allowed me to get to you ages ago."

My finger moved to her pussy lips. Her legs parted to allow me free access to her pussy, but I chose to concentrate on her entrance, without venturing inside. In no time at all my finger was moist from her juices. She was ready for me. I was ready for her, I had been ready since back at the reception, but didn't want to rush things and turn this moment into just another fuck session. My finger entered her slowly until it was fully inside. I moved it back and forth while at the same time moving it around inside her. Her hips rose up as she arched her back to force him deeper into her pussy. I held him in as far as he could go, moving it around inside her. "Fuck, here I go again. Oh god, will you hurry up and put your cock inside me."

"All in good time." I smiled at her.

"I wish you wouldn't keep saying that and get on with it."

It was time. "Your wish is my command, my darling." I knelt between her thighs and placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her pussy. 

She grabbed my hips and pulled me into her. "Oh god, I'm in heaven, come on my love, love me, love me, make love to me."

My reaction was to leave him buried to the hilt inside her warm, moist, wonderful pussy. She tried to pull back but I held her to me. "We have all night you know, so why rush these things."

"I want you to make love to me more than once, I need that."

"Greedy little thing, aren't you?"

"You'd better believe it, and when you get around to it, I want you to come inside me."

I began to slide him in and out of her pussy in time with her heart beat. Thump, thump . . . . Thump, thump . . . . Thump, thump. Her heartbeat grew quicker, as did my rhythm inside her. It didn't take as long as I had expected for him to reach his climax. He must have been talking to her pussy, because they both came at the same time.

"Oh, pant, pant, my, pant, pant, god, pant, pant, that was the most amazing, pant, pant, experience of my entire life." She was silent for some time, and I thought that she had gone to sleep, her breathing had subsided to its normal rate, and the beating of her heart that I could feel through my chest, had returned to something like its normal rate.

I held her to me, my cock slowly subsiding inside her. Even when he was fully flaccid, I kept him inside her. I could feel our juices oozing out of her and running down between us. I rolled onto my side, pulling her with me, not wanting to allow my weight to rest on her. "Hmm, this is nice." She murmured into my neck. "I could stay like this forever."

I must have dozed off because the next thing that I knew was her lips were softly on mine. She was lying on top of me, she must have been working on him because he was ready for action. "I have waited all of my life for this moment." She was looking me in the eyes, which was hardly surprising, given that her nose was touching my nose. Her hand grasped him gently and she led him to her pussy, her sopping wet pussy. I obliged her by slowly pushing him inside her until we were pubis to pubis. "And let me tell you, it has been worth the wait." Her eyes closed as she caught her breath and her arms tightened their hold on my neck. There was no escaping her now.

She set up the same rhythm that I had used on her, only slower, obviously wanting me to suffer the same frustration that I had subjected her to. "Two can play at your game, and I mean to play it for as long as I can."

"You won't find me complaining, in fact I prefer it slow and steady."

"I have had several lovers. . . "

"Several dozen you mean."

"As I was saying before you rudely interrupted me with your smart-arse remark, I have had several lovers in the past, but none as wonderful as you. You pay more attention to making sure that I enjoy myself than your own pleasure. The same can't be said for the others. I am never going to let you go, you do realise that, don't you?"

"You're going to have to sooner or later. I do have to return to my job."

"But that's years away."

"Try three days."

"That means that I have three days to convince you otherwise." She stopped moving, at least she stopped moving up and down on him, her pussy had tightened on him, squeezing him, then when she had a firm grip on him she began to move up along his shaft before releasing her pressure on him and sliding back down. She was milking him and he was enjoying it.

"If you keep doing that I'll come."

"That's the general idea. When you were in control you made me come when I felt like it. Now I'm in control, and I'm going to make you come when I want you to. And that would be about now." She was right, no sooner had she announced that she wanted me to come, I did, buckets of the stuff poured out of me flooding her pussy, at least it seemed like buckets because I lost all sense of what I was doing.

"I think that it must be time that we got some sleep, don't you?"

"Oh my poor little man is tired, how sad." She saw the look on my face. "All right, we'll go to sleep. Do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

"I think that I should make an appearance at home before they call out the police to search for me."

"That's sweet, thinking about your parents, mine couldn't give a shit about what I do and who I do it with."

"Do you want to come with me?"

"Yes, I like your parents, they're nice. Now can we sleep?"

"ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ."

"Shut up, you can't fool me with that pretend snoring." She kissed me, softly, gently, not stopping until she felt him coming to life. She chuckled and turned away from me and snuggled back against me, pushing against him.

"Teaser." I put my arms around her and massaged a nipple.

"Bastard. Go to sleep, but leave your hand where it is. You do realise that I have been in love with you for years, don't you?"

"What?"

"It's true. You probably don't remember, but when I was just a kid and had just met Myf at school, I came over to your place a couple of times. I had a serious crush on you even then."

"I remember you, you were that skinny little kid who used to look at me all the time. I was way too old for you back then, you were thirteen and I was sixteen, back then we might just as well have been on different planets."

"Beam me down Scotty, I've found the planet I was looking for. I haven't actually met you properly, but from what Myf has told me about her wonderful older brother over the years, I have been in love with you all of that time, and tonight has confirmed that I am really, truly, in love with you. When I was having sex with other men, I thought that it was love, but what did I know until tonight. I used to fantasise that it was you that was inside me so that I wouldn't throw up."

"If you're looking for me to tell you the same thing, then I'm afraid that I'm going to have to disappoint you. When I make love to a girl my total focus is on giving her pleasure. Nothing else exists. I'm sorry if that upsets you, but that's the way it is."

"As long as I'm the one that you're giving pleasure to, then I have nothing to be sorry for. Now let me get some sleep."

It was hard for me to get to sleep, apart from the fact that these recent developments have thrown me for a loop, there was the problem of her left tit in my hand. It felt so good, almost a handful, just the right size and shape for my hand, and so soft and firm at the same time. Why hadn't I looked in this direction before?

I was awake before her, exploring her small but gorgeous body, touching her with my fingertips, her flesh quivering under my touch. She was just beginning to emerge from her deep sleep. "Damn." I said softly.

It must have been loud enough for her to hear. "What's wrong Darling?"

"You aren't perfect after all."

"What the fuck are you on about? I never said that I was perfect."

"I did. I thought that you were, I was convinced of it, but in the cold light of day, I can see that you're not."

"What has brought this on?"

"There's a freckle."

"What?"

"On your entire body, at least the front of it, there's a freckle. Not a huge one mind you, but a freckle nonetheless."

"Where? Show me this offending blemish."

"Right here, on the lower slope of your left tit there's a freckle."

"And now I suppose that you're going to tell me that you no longer love me because of this?"

"No, in fact I probably love you more now that you're no longer perfect. It means that I don't have to strive for perfection myself."

"Does this mean that you're not going to make love with the same intensity as before?"

"No, I won't lower my standards because of this."

"I don't know that I can trust you, you're going to have to show me."

"If you insist, I suppose that I can." If anything he performed better than he had last night.

"I have never experienced anything as intense as that." Silvanna said as she kissed me following an eminently satisfying hour of lovemaking.

"I won't argue with you on that, you were wonderful, I've never had better." I was down there licking us out of her pussy, forcing her to squirm under my attentions.

"If you don't stop that we'll never get to your place." She held my head into her pussy, giving me no chance to withdraw from her. I was happy down there and had given this withdrawal no thought at all.

We eventually, and reluctantly, got out of bed. I headed for the loo to dump the food and drink from the night before. Silvanna had headed for the shower, she was singing some off-tune thing as she splashed around under the spray, so of course I slipped in to join her. "Glad you could make it, can you do my back for me?" She handed me the soap and wash cloth.

"Certainly." I sudsed the cloth and began to wash her back, slowly, round and round my hand went, moving down her body to her arse cheeks, paying a great deal of attention to them before moving to between her legs so that I could removed the result of all of that lovemaking. Of course my hand just happened to brush her pussy not once but several times.

"You do want to see your parents today, don't you?"

"Yes, of course."

"Well you'd better stop that or we'll never get there. Give me that cloth and I'll do your back." I handed the cloth to her and she washed me from top to bottom, or should I say top to arse. Her hands came around and began to lather my cock, that naturally enough stood up so that she could wash his full length. "Mmm, do you think that they'll mind if we are a little late getting there?"

"Are you enjoying yourself there?"

"Immensely."

"You had better stop that or I won't be held responsible for my actions."

"Promises, promises." She stopped, much to my disappointment. We finished our ablutions and headed for the kitchen for our breakfast coffee.

We were just about to leave when my mobile phone rang. It was Mum. "I won't ask you where you spent the night, you are a big boy after all. Is there any possibility that you can drop by sometime today?"

"We're on our way, I was just about to call and ask if I could bring someone with me."

"Of course, who is the lucky girl?"

"Silvanna."

"I hope you know what you're doing? Don't get me wrong, she's a lovely girl, but she does have a reputation."

"For that matter, so do I, and for much the same thing. Mum, believe me, I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't serious about her."

"I was just saying, that's all. For all that, I think that she's a nice girl. We'll see you, both of you, soon."

"Okay Mum, we're on our way."

"Forewarned eh? I like your Mum, she was never anything but nice and polite to me, despite what she must have heard."

"That's my mother, she didn't even get upset when she arrived home unexpected and found me entertaining a girl, she just said 'hi, don't let me disturb you,' and shut the door. That was the end of it, the girl lost interest, as did my cock."

"I suppose she told your father to give you 'the talk', did she?"

"No, we had already had the big talk and it was left up to me to decide where and when to join the ranks of the sexually experienced. They insisted that, if I was going to make love to a girl, and they spelt it out just what they meant by making love as opposed to satisfying my animal urges, that it was up to me to take all the necessary precautions, they even bought my first pack of condoms for me."

"I thought as much."

"What do you mean?"

"Back in the day, Myf and I were pretty much inseparable, we did everything together."

"Are you about to tell me that you both lost it at the same time?"

"Yes. We had been going with a group of friends and one night after a party we found ourselves in a car with Jeremy and Rob. We ended up at Rob's place, his parents were out of town for the weekend, and we'd had a few drinks, not so that we were drunk, but pretty merry. The conversation turned to sex, as it would, and it sort of moved to we had to make a decision as to whether we let them do it or not. Myf and I went to the bathroom together and discussed it. The decision was that we would, the only thing stopping us was which one we would give ourselves to. The decision came down to rock, paper, scissors."

"Which one did you do it with?"

"That's a secret that I'll take to my grave."

"It was Jeremy, wasn't it?"

"Yes. The next time we went out with them we swapped around, and she did Jeremy and decided that she liked him enough for him to be her boyfriend. I didn't have the same feelings for Rob, and it got a little uncomfortable for us when we went out the next couple of times, she ended up with Jeremy and I wouldn't let Rob do it, and yes, I was jealous of her and Jeremy. That was the sort of end of my very close friendship with Myf, but we were still good friends."

"Did you move in the same circles at Uni?"

"Yes and no. We had some of the same subjects and mixed with that group together, but with other subjects we had friends there as well. There were a couple of guys that I was close to and let fuck me, but, and I didn't realise it until last night, I was unsatisfied and, because I had little experience up until then, I couldn't work out why."

"So what was so different about last night that told you why?"

"You're fishing for compliments, aren't you?"

"How did you guess."

"If you must know, it was that to them, it was all about them, but to you, I was the most important person in the world, my pleasure came before yours."

"Thank you for recognising that, it's something that I believe in, that a couple making love are a couple, not two individuals, and if you can't make it together you may as well not be doing it with each other."

"Does that mean that you consider us to be a couple?"

"Would you object if I were to say yes?"

Her squeal of delight caused the cab driver to look in his mirror at us in a passionate embrace. He held on to that vision for a little too long and we almost had an accident. Luckily we weren't far from home and it was little more than a minute later that we had been deposited outside Mum and Dad's house.

The door opened before I had pushed the door bell. "Hi you two, come in, come in." We went down the hall to the kitchen where Dad waited at the table, along with a pot of coffee and some of the wedding cake that they'd salvaged from the reception. "David," She pronounced it 'Duf-id', apparently the Gaelic pronunciation of David. "It's Llewellyn and Silvanna." She announced from behind us as we entered the room.

Dad got to his feet, "G'day." Nothing Welsh about that. "How're you going, did you pull up all right after last night, I hear that it kicked on until midnight, and by the look of the bar bill, the guests had a good time."

"We wouldn't know about that, we left early." This caused them to exchange knowing looks.

"So you two have hooked up together at last." This caused a puzzled look on my face and a pleased look on Silvanna's. Was there something going on that I didn't know about. "Don't look so puzzled Llewellyn, I've known for years that Silvanna has had the hots for you. Myf told me that she was keeping you away from each other, she figured that if Silvanna could still be madly in love with you after all this time and having not even been with you, then she should stand aside and let the two of you at it. She told me yesterday that if the two of you hooked up at the reception, not to be surprised that it would go further."

"It has at that." Silvanna said. "It was everything that I had dreamt it would be and more. You have a wonderful son here."

"Oh we know that, but then we could be a tad biassed." She reached for the coffee pot. "Coffee?"

"Yes please." We both said. "How did you guess."

"By the looks of it, neither of you got much sleep last night, and I think from your face it was a lack of sleep rather than a hangover."

"It's hard to keep a secret in this house."

"Myf sends her love by the way."

"How did she know?"

"She guessed after seeing the pair of you last night, and she rang just after you did, so I told her that everything was going to plan."

"What plan?" Here I was thinking that everything that has happened since last night was a spontaneous connection between me and Silvanna, but now it appears as if I've been set up.

"Six months ago, I told Myf that I was still hot for you and wanted the chance to get up close and personal. So it was decided that I should be her bridesmaid, and that you should be invited to the wedding, just to see what would happen. We didn't know if you'd be attracted to me and want to be with me, that was left to chance. We had our preferred outcome. We had a plan to facilitate that outcome, the rest, as they say, was in the lap of the gods. I'm happy to say that the gods have smiled on me, and hopefully you as well."

"I'm glad that the plan worked. If the truth be known, I did remember you from the past ten years. You appeared at a time when the testosterone was beginning to gallop around my body, and I was indulging in adolescent fantasies, and this skinny little kid that came home with Myf that day was the subject of my earliest fantasy. But I could not get up the courage to act on them, after all, you were a kid and I was so much older than you. Over the years you passed briefly through my life, never long enough for me to do anything about it, until now. I was hoping that you'd be at the wedding. So you see, the plan was always going to succeed, the stars aligned for once and here we are, in the best place."

Silvanna came and sat on my lap and kissed me, really kissed me.

"So what are your plans for the rest of the day and the rest of your stay?" Mum asked me.

"The rest of the day is easy, I am taking the three of you to lunch, and this afternoon I intend to let Silvanna introduce me to as much of her world as she dares, and tonight, by way of celebration, I think we should go out to dinner, after dinner I intend to reciprocate and share my bed with my darling lady."

"I think that I'm going to enjoy this." I got another kiss.

"As for the rest of my stay, all two days of it, I am going to spend as much time as I am able with Silvanna."

"That's great, I have already arranged time off work, a sort of passionate leave. I will enjoy spending as much time with you as possible." 

There was that lascivious look again, I was going to be completely and utterly knackered by the time that I got on the plane for the return flight. What surprised me and pleased me, was the lack of any objection from Mum or Dad.




Enchanted



"I think that's a wonderful idea, just make sure that you take all necessary precautions, we don't want any accidents, do we?"

"I think that's a case of shutting the stable door after the horse has bolted. Yes I'm on the pill so there'll not be any accidents."

"If she weren't I would have been using a condom, I'm not ready yet for parenthood."

"That's all right then, go for it I say." Mum was giving us her seal of approval and Dad nodded his agreement.

Following a nice lunch at a local restaurant, Silvanna and I went to see her mother, her father having departed from the scene several years ago, much to everyone's delight, he wasn't a nice bloke, he subjected her mother to continual physical and psychological abuse pretty much for the duration of their marriage, until he left for another woman.

Silvanna's mother gave me some idea of what she would look like in twenty or so years, and I was pleased with the prospect. She was slim, not overly endowed in the breast area, her face was relatively unlined considering the life that she had been subjected to, there were traces of grey in her hair that she didn't see fit to get rid of.

"Hi Mum, this is Llewellyn, Myf's brother, we sort of met at the wedding."

"So your the man that has been the object of her affections all of these years. Don't you believe that she sort of met you at the wedding, the two of them have been plotting this for months."

"I know. Even if the plan hadn't work, I think that I would have had to arrange something myself. I have known her for years, she was my first crush, not that she knew that, and I fell for her the moment that I saw her in that bridesmaid's dress, she was absolutely gorgeous."

"You were pretty special yourself." She kissed me.

"So, what are your future plans?"

"I have to go back to the UK in a couple of days to finish up the job that I'm working on, and in three months I'll be home, and with a bit of luck Silvanna will still be in love with me and want to marry me. Apart from that I haven't made any plans. How about you my darling?"

"I intend to cry myself to sleep every night and in the morning I will waste a lot of money calling you just to hear your voice. I need to make sure that you don't forget me because, I plan to have it arranged that we get married on the way home from the airport. For the immediate future I plan to make sure that you have something to remember me by." She kissed me again.

We spent a pleasant couple of hours with her before going to Silvanna's place so that she could grab some clothes for the next few days, and returning back to my parent's house. "I plan not to be wearing any knickers, not even this evening at dinner. In fact I'm not wearing any now." To emphasise this state she spread her legs and raised her skirt to show me her pussy. "Feel it, it's wet." She took my hand and placed it over her pussy. Of course my finger had to slip inside. She held it there so that I could concentrate on driving, only releasing it so that I could change gears. We managed to arrive home without having an accident. I lifted her bag from the boot of my car and, as I walked around to take her hand, I noticed that, when the sun hit her dress from a certain angle, it was virtually transparent. Christ she was sexy. From the smile that I got when she notice me looking at her, this was intentional.

Mum and Dad were working on the garden. "We're going to have a lie down for a while, get some rest so that we don't fall asleep during dinner."

"Just be sure to rest." Mum said.

"Yes Mum." 

We tried, and managed to get some sleep. It felt so perfect, me lying there with her head on my shoulder, her soft breath against my neck, her arm and a leg across my body. I hardly noticed her weight as her body leant against mine, she was so petite that it was comfortable for me to have her in this position.

I was woken by her kissing my neck. "You can wake me like that any time that you choose." I whispered.

"My pleasure." A hand touched my face, her fingers moving across my cheek to my ear. "I think that he's awake." She should know, it was her other hand that woke him. Her leg was still across my body, so it was no problem at all for my fingers to find her pussy, it was ready to be found, ready for more.

"Do you think we should be doing this right now, what's the time?" I asked her.

"Just on six." 

"We probably don't have enough time to do it justice, we'll just have to save it until we get home after dinner."

"We could, I could give you a hand job and you could return the favour. You can come in my mouth so that there'll be no mess and you can if you want, lick me clean after I come." Her grip on him tightened and her speed increased, I had begun with one finger in her, but now there were two, and we were getting into the swing of things. "You're even good at this, keep going, please, yes, oh yes, oh, oh, yes, oh my god." Her body was engulfed in a series of spasm as she squirted, it flooded out of her and all over my leg. The sheet copped a lot of it and would need o be changed before we went to bed tonight. 

"I'm getting close, that feels so good, yes, oh, here it comes." Her mouth closed over him and he unloaded into it. When he had emptied himself she let go of him and swallowed all of my come. 

"You are good at this." I said, uncrossing my eyes.

"I only do this with someone that I love, you're the first."

"I'm flattered. Is this the first time that you have ever squirted?"

"Yes, and while it was amazing, I don't think that we should do it very often, the laundry bill would be horrendous. Speaking of which, I think that we should do something about these soggy sheets."

We stripped the bed and took the sheets to the laundry and shoved them in the washing machine. 

"Made a mess did we?" Mum asked as we walked into the kitchen where she was busy making coffee for us to have to tide us over until dinner, the table was booked for 7:00 and we still had some time before we left.

"You could say that."

"That doesn't surprise me, seeing the way that two of you look at each other reminds me of when your father and I were first dating, we were at it all the time, we couldn't get enough of each other, still can't. Don't be surprised if you hear noises from our bedroom tonight, with you kids gone now, we don't feel the need to keep it quiet. We were quite noisy last night."

"And you don't feel inhibited by us just down the hall?" I asked.

"I figure that you two will be so wrapped in what you're doing that you won't mind a bit of noise from us."

"If you two are still going at it like shit house rats, how come you don't have any more than two kids?"

"I had to have a hysterectomy after Myf was born, I had the early stages of cancer of the uterus, the doctor gave us a couple of options, the one with the best chance of success was to remove the uterus. A pretty radical form of birth control, but it worked. I still enjoy making love with your father, and I never lost my libido."

"We fully intend to be going at it when we get to your age." Silvanna said, looking longingly into my eyes. I smiled down at her and kissed her.

"Enough of this, you two should get ready for dinner. I suggest that you take separate showers or you'll never get there."

"Spoil sport." I told her as we left. She did have a point though. 

Silvanna showered first, but the sight of her emerging, naked, wrapping a towel around her hair, was almost enough for me to forget all about dinner. "Put your eyes back and have your shower."

I kissed her, just to let her know that I fancied her big time, and headed for the shower. There on the mirror, written in the condensation, were the words; 'I love you so very much my love,' and a big love heart with an 'S' in it. If I wasn't so enchanted by this gorgeous woman I would probably be having thoughts about that movie that I'd heard about, you know, the one with Michael Douglas and Glenn Close about a one night stand that went horribly wrong. But, because I was smitten by her, my thoughts never went in that direction.

Dinner was wonderful, the four of us chatted away as if we'd been doing this forever, Mum and Silvanna chatted, from the brief snippets that I managed to pick up, about their experiences with Myf, in that there was a brief mention by Silvanna of how she had fallen in love with the image of me as told to her by Myf, and what started out as a teenage crush on a friend's older brother, gradually morphed into a full blown love affair, unrequited until now.

Dad and I discussed important matters. "What are you going to do when you get back home?"

"I haven't thought that far ahead yet. A lot depends on Silvanna, will she want us to have our own place, will I stay with you until we find one, will I move in with her while we look. I don't know yet, I'll have a lot to think about until I get home."

"What about you and her, are there wedding bells in the future? If so, how far into the future?"

"Again, that will be up to her. We haven't discussed our lives beyond the next two days. What I hope will happen is that we get married as soon as I get back, that's what I hope. Like I said, it depends on her, and what happens over the next couple of days. It could be that we'll pull back from this and see how we feel about each other after three months apart. What do you think?"

"The romantic in me says, go for it, you should get married as soon as possible, before you leave is not possible, but you could arrange it so that it will happen the minute you get back. The pragmatist in me leans towards the see how you feel after three months apart scenario. If your love can withstand that, it can withstand pretty much anything."

"Thanks Dad, I could always rely on you to cut to the chase."

"Just remember, take time between your carnal endeavours to discuss it with her. This has to be a joint decision between you. If you leave it to the very last minute it will be an either or situation, either both you make the decision, or you make a decision, or she makes the decision, or neither of you makes a decision and it's left hanging. Not a good idea if you ask me."

The hovering waiter indicated that he had a life and a home to get to, and wasn't going to stand around all night when all of the other diners had left ages ago. Dad asked him to call us a cab, and when he came and told us that it was outside, paid the bill and we left.

Because they were in the back with me, Mum and Silvanna continued their conversation on the way home. My ears were burning at some of their recollections of my early life. Mum told her of some of my escapades, some of which I had hoped that she would have forgotten. While Silvanna recounted her efforts to find out more about me from Myf, and how she had 'borrowed' photos of me taken at the beach in my budgie smugglers (Speedos) and six pack, so that she could go to sleep looking at them. 

It got worse, I couldn't believe that Mum would say these things. "Would I be right in thinking that you didn't go straight to sleep?"

"You would. It wasn't until last night that I came to realise just how totally inadequate my finger was."

"You could have bought yourself a toy."

"I did think of that, but somehow and inanimate object, no matter how big it was, wouldn't have been the same."

"Do you two mind? I'm sitting right here beside you, listening to you sharing intimate stories about me."

I was saved from further embarrassment when the cab arrived back home. We clambered out and went inside. "I don't know about you two, but all of this talk tonight has made me horny, come my love, let's leave the love-birds alone and you can show me once more that new position that you've come up with."

Silvanna and I kissed while still in the living room. A long, soft and sensual kiss. While we were lip-locked, my hand had slipped the shoulder straps of her dress over her shoulders and she stepped out of the heap of navy blue silk. She had undone the buttons of my shirt, pulled it from my pants and dragged it from me, dropping it on the floor beside her dress. Her bra-less breasts were crushed between us as I slipped my hands into the waste band of her panties and worked them down over her hips until they joined her dress on the floor. She in turn had undone my trousers, slipped them along with my jocks over my hips and, after I had slipped out of my shoes and stepped out of them, they joined my pile of clothes on the floor. Her hand worked on my cock to make sure that he was ready for the journey ahead, while my finger ascertained that she was equally ready.

We made it to my bedroom, only just, thoughts had been given to using the living room floor, but these were discarded in favour of the bed. 

We had been making slow, sensuous, love forever, she was now lying on her belly, her hips slightly raised to allow me entry into her lovely moist, sopping wet, oh my god we're going to have to change the sheets again, pussy. He was almost ready to unleash his load of warm, sticky, come into her. "I want your come inside me, please, fill me with your come, I'm ready for it, please, I'm about to come again, please come with me." What could I say to this pleading request? What else could I do but comply? Grunting softly I came, boy how I came. She came at the same time, her hips jerking and her body wracked by spasms. She collapsed on the bed as I took him from her, our juices forming a damp patch on the sheet. "I am going to go to sleep now, and I'm going to do it lying on this spot, feeling us on my body."

"You're a sexy little thing, I love you so much I could eat you."

"Hold on to that thought. In the morning I want you to eat me, to lick my pussy and remove every trace of this moment from me."

"What, don't you want to remember this moment?"

"No silly, I want you to clear the way for a new moment. I want every time we make love to be a new experience for us. Your mother has told me some of the things that they do to keep the romance alive. I intend to do the same."

"That must have been some conversation that you two had this evening."

"Yes, it was very enlightening, now go to sleep." She kissed me good-night, I kissed her good-night, we kissed each other, and only just managed to drift off into a good night's sleep.

She was woken in the best possible way, I was between her legs, my tongue deep inside her pussy removing all trace of last night from her. As soon as my tongue entered her, her legs, in what seemed to have been an autonomous response like breathing, swung up and rested on my shoulders, her hips rose to give me greater access to the wonders of her pussy, my hands underneath her arse giving them support. "Mmmmm, that's so good." She whispered following the long drawn out sigh. "Keep going please." My tongue came out of her pussy and licked the head of her clit that was poking from under its hood. "Oh my god, here I come." She was coming, I swallowed like mad and it was only just enough to keep her juices from joining those already on the sheet from last night. 

"Now it's my turn." She swivelled herself around so that she could get to my cock. "Yummo. He looks well rested and ready for some action." She engulfed him, and just to prove her right, he grew even stiffer inside her mouth. She worked her magic with lips and tongue until he was raring to go. "I'm not sucking you off this morning, the privilege of making you come belongs to my pussy." A quick shift of position and he was once more inside her moist pussy.

Moving in and out of her was making him even bigger still, and she was enjoying the feel of his flanks rubbing against the walls of her pussy. She tightened her grip on him as she neared her climax. "I'm close my love" She whispered to me. "I want you to come now, please, come inside me now, oh yes, yes, I'm coming, oh god I can feel your warm come flooding deep inside me, oh god, you keep getting better every time, you'd better stay with me forever because I'll never find another lover to equal you. Stay there, don't move, I want to hold him inside me as he goes down, and then I want you to hold me and we'll tell each other how much we are in love until he's ready for a repeat performance."

"I have never been in love, I have never been loved, so much as I have over the past day and a bit. It's as if you know exactly what buttons to push to get me loving you."

"I don't know anything of the sort, my body knows it all, I do not have to think about how to love you, it just seems to come naturally to me. I don't know whether your love making is a matter of practise over the years, or whether it's like mine, a natural thing."

"The first time was my training and experience, but after that it was you and the way that you responded to me that guided me. I have had relationships before, but none were as beautifully intense as this one. I never want this to end, it just cannot end or else I'll die."

"It will never die. Speaking of which, I feel that he's coming to life." She rolled off me and lay on her belly, her hips raised in readiness. "I want you from behind like last night."

I moved between her legs and slid him into her. Her hips rose a little to further increase the sensual pleasure. I reached around her body with both hands and, supporting my weight on my forearms, took a breast in each hand an began to fondle them until her aureoles were puffed with pleasure. I held this position for a long time, occasionally kissing her neck, bringing more sighs from her. She was enjoying it as much as me. I could feel her pussy cream running down my balls and creating a damp patch on the sheet. "Oh my god, I'm coming, oh keep going, harder, harder, I want it rough, slam it in me."

I slowed down. "I am not going to have rough sex with you. Every time has to be slow and sensuous, I do not believe in rough sex, ramming it in as hard as you can, that's sex, not love."

"I know, I just wanted to experience hard sex from the man that I love. But if he doesn't want to give it to me I don't mind, in fact I love you even more."

"Why do you say that?"

'Because my Darling, to give in to my demands and give me rough stuff, would have meant you going against your principles. You are strong enough to defy me so that you don't go back on your principles. My hero." She wiggled her hips, increasing my pleasure, and he came, really came.

We both dozed off, only to be woken by the sounds and smells of breakfast. It was Monday, and Dad was getting ready for work. "We'd better get up, it sounds like breakfast will be ready soon."

A quick (individual) shower later and we emerged into the kitchen.

"You two were active early this morning." Dad commented.

"Sorry, we tried to keep it quiet."

"No problem, we wouldn't have expected any difference." He took a sip of coffee and buttered some toast.

"That's it. When I get back I'm going to look for a house out in the middle of nowhere just so that we can go at it without disturbing the neighbours."

"You wouldn't have disturbed the neighbours here, its just that there's only one wall between us. And you didn't disturb us, we were already awake."

"You were having a morning glory were you?" They looked at each other with a smile, randy old buggers.

"What are your plans for today?" Mum asked after Dad had gone to work.

"We'll have to go back to my place, I have some things to do."

"Like changing your bed linen?"

"Well yes, there's that too. But that can wait until tomorrow, there's not a lot of point, the clean sheets will be in the same condition then anyway. I want him for myself today. If I'm going to have to spend the next three months apart from him I want to give him something to remember me by."

"The past couple of days not enough?"

"Not nearly enough. I want him going away wanting more, but from me and no-one else."




Enchanted



Remember her I was going to. We were back at her place, in her bed. This was the most memorable day of my life, and it wasn't just the lovemaking, it was everything. Our likes and dislikes were so similar that it wasn't funny, her taste in music was exactly like mine, although she did explain to me that she hadn't really thought about it until Myf told her of some of the things that I liked, and she began to listen to it and found that she actually liked it. She liked the same movies that I liked, off beat comedies in particular, although well made movies based on serious topics also featured well. She reads a lot, although that might change because her reading is usually in bed, and now she'll have another thing to occupy that time.

She cooked me a fabulous lunch, three courses of perfection, I was going to have to watch my weight. The wine she chose, again was to my taste. And after lunch we went for a walk along the beach that was just down the bottom of the hill from her place. It was a steep road down to a cliff and then a set of some hundred steps down to the sand. I began to understand how it was that she maintained her fitness. It was a hard slog up those fucking steps, especially at the cracking pace that she set. I was seriously out of breath by the time I reached the top, some twenty seconds after her. "You're going to have to get fit if you want to satisfy me in bed."

"I'll work on it."

"You can start now, race you to the top of the street." She took off like a scalded cat and I took off after her, although I didn't try to match her early speed, figuring that she was showing off and trying to make me look like an unfit slob. Halfway up she began to slow, so I stepped up my pace and caught her some ten metres from the top. I tapped her on the bum as I passed her and stopped and caught her in my arms as she reached me.

"Who's the unfit one now? I'm not a show pony, Slow and steady wins the race, it will pay you to remember that." I kissed her and hugged her panting body to me until she had caught her breath. We walked arm in arm the rest of the way back to her place. She handed me a bottle of spring water and took one herself. We sat on her sofa and drank them.

"Shower time." She stood and took her top off, there was little enough of it as it was, just a skimpy crop top, but the sight of those tits of hers was enough for me to want to drag her into her bed and make love to her. I made to grab her around the waist but she jumped back out of reach. "Shower first."

"That seems a little silly, we're just going to get all hot and sweaty again."

"I know, and sticky from your come, but what a way to go. Come on, I'll scrub your back."

It was a quick shower, suds up and rinse off, no fondling or kissing. I dried her off and she dried me. She did spend more time than necessary drying my cock but he didn't mind. And so to bed. I began to re-explore her body. In the muted light that filtered through the curtains, I traced a path down her body with my finger tips, over the hillocks of her breasts with their peaks standing up hard over the soft mounds, down her flat belly with its puckered button, and on to the smooth slopes leading to her pussy. I spent some time reconnoitring the way, preparing for my final assault, She was ready, a thin slick of moistness showed me that. He was ready, and he needed no help from her hand or mouth, just the sensuous beauty of her body was enough for him.

His arrival at the gates of heaven was greeted with a sigh. His entrance into that heavenly place brought another. He settled in for the long haul, and as each thrust went in, her breath got shorter and her heart beat faster. Steadily he slid in and out of her, moving ever closer to his climax, Steadily her hips began their now familiar thrust up to meet him. Closer and closer we both got to our climaxes until, with a massive thrust of her hips and quivering of her body, she came. The power of her coming set him off. Driving him deep inside her shuddering body, I emptied my load of come deep inside her.

"You are the most amazing lover, in all of the times that we have made love, not once have you beaten me to the finishing post. I know there have been times when you have had to hold back, but that's what makes you so special, you think of me first. I know that I was in love with you before the wedding, but never in my wildest dreams could I believe how much I now love you. From this day forward, I am yours totally." To add emphasis, and to dot the 'I', she kissed me, and in that kiss she gave herself to me.

It was beyond my powers to do anything other than to reciprocate her feelings, and that took the best part of an hour.

"My Darling, I don't want to be the harbinger of doom but, we are going to have to make a move. I have some last minute packing to do, and if we stay here it won't get done."

"You go."

"Don't you want to come with me? Is this the beginning of the end for us?"

"No stupid. I want to come with you, and I use that term advisedly, but I have things to do here myself. I need to do some washing, I have run out of clean sheets and, much as I love sleeping on soiled sheets that smell of us, I will be sad if you're not here with me. And, not to put too fine a point to it, I am sore. I think that it was the millionth time that he slid into me that did it, but if I went with you tonight, I probably would be walking like someone that has spent a month riding a horse non-stop. I promise that I will be at the airport to see you off. Go, spend some quality time with Mum and Dad, explain why I am not with you, you can either tell them the truth, which I'm sure they'll understand, or you can make up some lame reason why I can't be there, like we have had an argument, and you won't be seeing me again, implausible as that might be." She kissed me, and pushed me out of bed.

I had another shower and climbed into my clothes. I bent to kiss her, she had pulled the sheet up, hiding her body from me, removing temptation from me. She returned the kiss, and for a second or two I thought that she was going to throw the sheet off and to hell with it.

"Where's Silvanna?" Mum asked as I walked through the front door.

"She had things to do, she's meeting me at the airport." Hey, wait a minute, how does she know which flight I'm leaving on? "Plus, she mustn't be used to this much loving, she's sore down there."

"I can imagine, the way that you were going at it it's not surprising. I've just put dinner on, it'll be ready as soon as your father gets home, in about thirty minutes."

"I have some last minute packing to do anyway." I went to my room and grabbed out the things that I needed to take and packed them into my ubiquitous black wheelie bag, made sure that my toiletries bag was packed and my laptop fully charged. I had some work to do on the plane. Lastly I took a small box from my pocket and put it in my carry on bag.

"I assume that you and Silvanna have made plans to get married?" Dad asked.

"We have discussed it, yes. We are going to, probably as soon as I get back. I need for you and her to plan most of the wedding before I get back so that it will happen quickly after that. I don't want to waste time."

"She's not, you know?"

"Have you thought that question through? Even if she is, we wouldn't know for some time. Not that that would be a bad thing. You can start the ball rolling at the airport tomorrow."

"We will. Now you'd better get some sleep, you look knackered." Dad said with a smile on his face.

I was awake early in the morning. I rang Silvanna's number and it was answered after several rings by muffled voice. "What time is it?"

"Wake up sleepy-head, it's time that you should be out of bed."

"Who the fuck . . .?" Suddenly she was wide awake. "My Darling, how are you? Did you sleep well?"

"Well enough. It felt strange not having you with me, and it wasn't a good strange."

"Tell me about it, I didn't bother to change the sheets before I went to bed. That wasn't a good move let me tell you. Would you believe that I cried myself to sleep out of loneliness and frustration?"

"Serves you right for sending me home. I just thought that I'd call and see how you were and remind you that you promised to be at the airport to see me off."

"Like I'd forget something like that, the chance to see you for the last time for three months."

"Look, I spoke with Mum and Dad last night. . . "

"I should hope that you did."

"As I was saying, I spoke with them about arranging our wedding for as soon as I get back. They agreed to discuss it with you and help with the arrangements."

"Great. Oh Darling, you've forgotten one tiny weenie little thing?"

"And what might that be?" I couldn't think of anything.

"You haven't actually asked me if I want to marry you. You never know, I might not."

"My Darling, imagine that I'm on bended knee, Silvanna Rodriguez, will you marry me?"

She didn't need the phone, I would have heard her from here. "YES!" Now softer, "Yes, yes, of course I will."

"Great, I've got to rush, Mum's got breakfast ready. Wait till I tell them the news. I'll see you at the airport. 'Bye my love."

I could hear her kissing her phone. "Good-bye my wonderful man, see you soon."

Dad had taken the day off work and he and Mum drove me to the airport. Checking in was a formality these days, my check-in bag came in at just under the allowance and was passed down the conveyor on its way to the hold, I already had my seat allocation so, armed with my boarding pass I headed through the security check in and down the concourse to the departure lounge where Mum and Dad waited for me with a coffee.

The first boarding call came over the PA system and there was still no sign of Silvanna, I was beginning to get worried, what if she was held up in traffic? It was then that I saw her, she was walking towards us carrying a bag. What was going on?

"Hello Darling, sorry if I'm late. Hi Mum, Dad, good to see you again, I understand we have some arranging to do over the next three months."

Before either of them could reply, "What's this?" I said to her pointing to the bag that she was carrying.

"Oh this. Guess who is going to be seated next to you all the way between here and Heathrow?"

"What?"

"Don't just stand there with your mouth open, tell me that you're happy."

"I'm more than happy, I'm ecstatic, but how did you manage to arrange this?"

"I found out your flight details from Myf, and I pulled a few strings with a friend in seat allocations to seat me next to you. It was easy."

"Well, I have a surprise for you." I took the small box from my carry-on bag and, opening it so that she could see what was in it, "Silvanna Rodriguez, will you marry me?" She threw herself at me, her arms around my neck and her lips on mine, tears running down her cheeks. "I'll take that as a yes."

She held out her hand and I slipped the ring on to her finger. She held it up in front of her face and watched as the light refracted through the diamond. Mum and Dad stood next to her and admired it.

I didn't want them to see my face, so I turned away from them. Fuck, what was I going to do? I had thought that I would have a clear run of three months to extricate myself from the clutches of Alicia who, before I left to come home, had begun to hint at a more permanent relationship. I had decided to end it on my return anyway, but I would have liked more time than I now had. I didn't want to break it off suddenly.

Authors note: I have reached this point with three possible endings. If you have read this story carefully, which of course you will have, you will have picked up on the clues to all three. I did think of providing you with all three so that you could choose which one you wanted, but decided against it. As it is my story, I have gone with the one that I want. If you would have rathered one of the others, that's your prerogative, you can write your own ending. CM

The cabin was in darkness as we sped towards Heathrow. Silvanna had her head on my shoulder and her hand on my thigh. My cock wasn't asleep and was inching towards her hand. She took her hand away and grabbed my hand and, lifting up the light jacket that she had in her lap, she slid my hand under it and to the open zipper of her jeans. My hand went inside expecting to encounter panties, instead it was met by bare flesh. Christ, she was travelling commando. My finger found its way into her pussy. "Mmmmm, that feels nice." Her hand was back on my thigh. "Will Alicia be meeting you at Heathrow?"

How the fuck did she know about Alicia? "How?"

"Myf, she told me all about Alicia, I think that she might have been testing me to see if would I still want you. I did."

"No, I don't think, I hope she won't be there."

"What about at you hotel, will she be waiting for you there?"

"It's possible, although I can't be sure."

"It could be interesting if she is. I'll just have to wave my ring at her and tell her that I am your fiancé and she'd better get used to it."

"Ooh goody, a cat fight over me."

"Bastard, be sensible. How close were the two of you?"

"I think that she thought that it was more serious that I did. In fact I already had plans to extricate myself from her. There is no way that I would either stay in England, or bring her back to Australia."

"That's great."

"What are you going to do with yourself while I'm at work?

"I plan to be the perfect little housewife for you. I will kiss you good-bye in the morning along with a packed lunch, kiss you on your return with either a room service meal waiting for you, or a restaurant booking. And then I will take you to bed in a bed with fresh sheets, and we will make love for at least an hour until we go to sleep in each other's arms."

"Sounds perfect."

"We will spend our free time exploring London, the parks, the gardens, we'll visit museums and art galleries, all of the touristy things that one does in places like London."

"Sounds even more perfect. Now I think that we should try to get some sleep." I doubted my ability to fall asleep because my cock had reached her hand and she was stroking him. She would be having the same problem if the movements of her hips was anything to go by,

"Spoilsport." She stopped stroking him but didn't remove my finger from her pussy. She closed her eyes with a smile on her face. "Go to sleep, my Darling man."

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen, this is your Captain speaking. We have begun our descent and will be landing at London Heathrow in thirty minutes. We do not expect any delays unless we are placed in a holding pattern for some reason. The weather in London is fine and clear, the temperature at present is minus 4 degrees, but with the wind chill it will feel colder, around minus 8. On behalf of myself and the cabin and flight crew I trust that you have had a pleasant flight and will fly with QANTAS again. Thank you."

The passengers, who had drifted back to sleep after breakfast had been served and all plates and utensils collected, slowly came to life. There was an expectancy in the air, the curtains had been opened and beneath the wings was still ocean. As we got closer to our destination landfall was made and the plane sank closer and closer to Earth, buildings began to appear and the plane banked towards its final approach. There was a hush as its glide path took it to the approach end of the runway. There was a slight bump and chirp from the tyres and then the brakes were applied and the engines roared in reverse thrust. That something as big and clumsy looking as an A380 could land so delicately was almost beyond comprehension. It reached the end of the runway and turned onto a taxi-way for the journey to its allocated dock.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are advised to remain seated and wait for the seat belt light to go out before standing and removing your carry-on luggage from the overhead lockers. On behalf of the cabin crew, you have been great and we have enjoyed having you on board."

We were in no real rush to get off the plane so we sat until most of the passengers had taken their carry-on bags from the overhead lockers and joined the slow moving queue waiting to disembark. We were one of the last passengers to exit the plane. The female cabin attendant smiled as we approached, instead of the usual 'I hope that you enjoyed your flight' she looked Silvanna directly in the eyes and said, 'You did enjoy your flight, didn't you, and I hope Sir enjoyed it as well." There was a knowing smile on her face, we probably weren't the first couple to enjoy a digital carnality in flight.

"We did indeed enjoy the flight, all of it." Silvanna told her with that sensual look on her face that said it all.

We cleared Customs and Immigration and were headed for the Arrivals area. I was dreading this moment, what would I do if Alicia was waiting for me? I had no time to send her a text message before I left Sydney, and no opportunity to send a voice message at all. Silvanna was by my side at all times.

We walked towards the exit and our waiting transfer, my hand that wasn't occupied with carry-on bags was holding Silvanna's. Fuck, she was there scanning the passengers as they emerged. Because I was some fifteen centimetres taller that Silvanna, she saw me first, and began moving in my direction. She was about fifteen metres away when her eyes met Silvanna's. She stopped and stared at us. "Llewellyn, who is this . . . person?"

"This person," Silvanna said as she put her bag down to free her left hand, "Is Silvanna. Llewellyn's fiancé." She held up her hand and pointed her other index finger at the ring.

"What is this? I thought that you and I were close, that we were about to move our relationship up to the next level, to announce our engagement."

"Yes, you might have thought that. But, if you look back at what we had, I never once gave you the impression that I was in love with you, or that I was interested in moving on to a new level in our relationship. I have known Silvanna for some time, and we caught up again at my sister's wedding. Silvanna was one of the bridesmaids, and I came to realise that she and I had been close for several years without it going anywhere. All of that changed, and we decided to get married."

"And you never saw fit to inform me of this? Here I am looking like some stupid little lovestruck schoolgirl who has just found out the person that she was in love with never cared for her. I feel so cheap, I was just someone that you chose to fuck while you were in town." I realised that she was upset, it was so unlike her to use the 'F' bomb in public. I had never even heard her use it in private.

"I'm sorry that this has had to happen this way, but our decision to marry was made in the last day or so. I didn't have time to contact you and tell you. I'm sorry."

I thought that this was the end of it, Alicia turned to walk away. She stopped and turned, looking straight at Silvanna, she lost it. "You fucking bitch, it's all your fault!" She screamed and launched herself at Silvanna. For someone as tired as she must have been, Silvanna reacted quickly, letting go of my hand, she spun in a complete circle, swinging her carry-on bag she connected with the charging Alicia's legs, just below the knees. Alicia went down on her knees, crying, I didn't know whether it was the pain of her landing heavily on her knees, or the frustration of not inflicting pain on Silvanna. Before she could regain her feet a couple of security guards rushed over and helped her up. "I suggest that you come with us Madam."

"I want to press charges against this bitch for attacking me and causing me injury."

He looked at Silvanna, "Madam, do you wish to press charges against this lady?" This was his way of telling Alicia that he had witnessed everything.




Enchanted



"Nah mate, let it slide." Silvanna accented her Australian accent. "She was a little upset, that's all. It could have happened to anyone."

"Very well, have a nice visit."

The next three months became a slow motion blur, time just didn't seem to get out of first gear. Silvanna was good to her word, she was the perfect little housewife. We had scaled back our lovemaking from that first frenetic few days to a more manageable level. It was still perfect in every way, the quantity had slowed, but the quality remained, if anything improved. 

The company held a farewell dinner for me on my last day. The festivities were in full swing when Henry, my boss, stood and called for attention. "It is my sad duty to say farewell to Llewellyn, who has been a pivotal part of this project over the past twelve months. Unfortunately for us, and fortunately for him, his part of this phase is complete and he leaves us to return home to Australia. I had thought of making him an offer that he could not refuse to keep him here, but there are a couple of reasons that he would never have accepted. One is that his company requires him back home, and the other is seated beside him. In the short time that she has been here with him, it has become apparent to all of us with a romantic bone in his or her body, that Silvanna has stolen his heart away. I have been informed that they will be married as soon as they arrive back in Sydney. I wish them good luck for the future, and I would like you all to stand and raise your glasses to the happy couple. Llewellyn and Silvanna!"

It was the middle of the night, the lights had been dimmed and the shades drawn. Silvanna sat with her head on my shoulder. She took my hand and, raising the light jacket that was in her lap she slid it under the jacket and through the open zipper of her jeans. She was travelling commando again. My finger found its way into her pussy. "Mmmmm, that feel so good. My Darling, I have something to tell you."

I was instantly wide awake. "What is it?"

"When we decided that we were going to be married, I stopped taking the pill."

"Does that mean?"

"Yes, according to one of those pregnancy test things, I am pregnant." I took my hand from her pussy and placed it over her belly, and bent to kiss her. "You are pleased, aren't you?"

"Overjoyed would be a more appropriate word." 

She turned in her seat and placed both arms around my neck. "I could not imagine being any happier that I feel right now. I love you so very much."

I kissed her again. I could never have imagined that I would ever be enchanted by a woman as much as I was by Silvanna.