1 comments/ 31578 views/ 2 favorites The Beginning Ch. 01 By: no_inhibitions Shirley's story... As she grew up, Shirley was always a good little girl but she knew she was different. She liked women. She did have a boyfriend and the sex was okay but secretly she wanted to touch and taste another woman. However, she was the good little girl and hid behind boundaries she built for many years. The day those boundaries began to crumble started only a few weeks after she began college. The daily routine of getting up, going to school, coming home, studying, going to sleep; had been established. This day was no different. Already a test, she thinks as she reads the literature book. "Can you give me a hand?" The question takes Shirley by surprise and she looks up from her desk. Standing before her is a gorgeous young woman. She has trouble listening because she is so attracted to this person but is able to make out that the girl's name. Nancy. Her new roommate. "I'm sorry to just pop in. I knocked and got no answer. I found that the door was unlocked." "That's okay. " Shirley points to her book. " When I study, I lose track of my surroundings." Shirley stands up. "Now, let me help you " she says and follows Nancy out to her vehicle. As she helps bring up some boxes she begins to hear about Nancy's life. However, she is lost. She is able to understand that Nancy is a year older than she is and was a good friend with Gina, a fellow student in her chemistry class who recommended Nancy as a fellow roommate, but all she can do is to stare at the woman. Things will be difficult now, she thinks as she wished she could run her fingers through Nancy's long golden hair. "So what's your major?" Nancy's question breaks Shirley's thoughts. "Um... Business. I'm not sure what I am going to do yet." "Who does, " Nancy lets out a laugh and Shirley joins her. "Nice laugh, " says Nancy as she sets down the last box. "Thanks." The evening progresses slowly for Shirley. She finishes her studies but knows that she had not learned a damned thing. All the time she thought of Nancy. Because of unpacking, Nancy had gotten comfortable. A real baggy t-shirt and very short shorts. From time to time, Nancy would emerge from her room to get a drink and smile. Shirley would smile back, and Nancy would return to her room. Never had Shirley been so turned on by another person. In school she had lost her virginity to a boyfriend who everyone thought was going to be the one she would marry. His cock felt great and she would get turned on by being with him, but THIS is different! She never wanted him like she feels for this person she just met. The rest of the evening is pretty tame. Nancy left to get something for dinner. She had asked if Shirley wanted to go with her but she was able to back off by saying that she really needed to finish studying. Which was the truth because she still had not learned anything. So, Nancy left and Shirley studied. She must have dozed off because she was woken up to Nancy's soft voice. "Hey, bookworm. Wake up." Shirley looks up from the desk. Nancy was standing over her and had changed to her night clothes. It was a long night shirt but she was awake enough to realize that Nancy was not wearing any shorts. What was underneath ,if anything, was only left to Shirley's imagination. "Good night, " says Nancy. "Night. " says Shirley as she gathers her book and heads for her room. Still nothing was learned but she is finding that she doesn't really care. Shirley lies in her bed and finds she can't stop thinking of her new friend sleeping such a short distance away. She pulls down the covers. She has never been comfortable in sleeping in the nude but tonight her panties are so wet that she pulls them off, removes her t-shirt and pulls the covers back over her. Her hand moves up her naked leg and she is not surprised as to how wet her pussy is. She slowly begins to rub it. Normally her fantasies are pretty tame but tonight is different. As she rubs, she wishes it was Nancy's hand on her pussy. Playing with it. Rubbing it. Her other hand finds her breast. Her 36 C's has always got whistles from boys but she could swear, as she pinches her short nipple, that Nancy was looking at them through the thin t-shirt she was wearing earlier. Nancy was wearing the baggy t-shirt but Shirley could swear that they were much bigger than hers. Her fingers continue to play with her swollen pussy and she finds herself on fire with these thoughts. She rams one finger in but that still does not help. She shoves a second one in and pinches her nipple even harder. She pulls the covers back down and plays with herself rougher than she ever has. She moves her hand down and rubs her clit as she reaches into her drawer and pulls out a ten inch dildo a friend gave her as a gag gift. She shoves it between her wet lips into her hot, aching pussy. She wishes that Nancy was doing this to her. She wishes she could ram this fake cock into her new friend. In and out, in and out... She rubs her pussy harder. "Oh, Nancy... " she thinks. Then she comes. The world explodes as she finds herself enjoying her most powerful orgasm ever. Not even the boyfriend she left back home had done this to her. As she lies there, she finds that she is not sleepy, as is often the case, but restless. Restless for the young girl down the hall. Restless with the desire to have her pussy looked at by that girl. Restless with the desire to by touched, licked and fucked by her new friend. Restless with the desire to return the favor. Thoughts of her new friend fills her mind as she begins to rub herself once more. "Nancy... " she moans as she comes again. She manages another orgasm before she becomes sleepy. As she drifts off to sleep Shirley knows that she is now different. No longer will she be the good little girl. She wants to be bad. She thinks once more of Nancy as she falls asleep not noticing her door slowly opening. Nancy looks at her new roommate and smiles. She picks up the dildo that Shirley left on the bed. She smells Shirley's scent as she licks the toy and grins. Lying the fake cock by her sleeping friend, she quietly leaves. Shirley's story... As she grew up, Shirley was always a good little girl but she knew she was different. She liked women. She did have a boyfriend and the sex was okay but secretly she wanted to touch and taste another woman. However, she was the good little girl and hid behind boundaries she built for many years. The day those boundaries began to crumble started only a few weeks after she began college. The daily routine of getting up, going to school, coming home, studying, going to sleep; had been established. This day was no different. Already a test, she thinks as she reads the literature book. "Can you give me a hand?" The question takes Shirley by surprise and she looks up from her desk. Standing before her is a gorgeous young woman. She has trouble listening because she is so attracted to this person but is able to make out that the girl's name. Nancy. Her new roommate. "I'm sorry to just pop in. I knocked and got no answer. I found that the door was unlocked." "That's okay. " Shirley points to her book. " When I study, I lose track of my surroundings." Shirley stands up. "Now, let me help you " she says and follows Nancy out to her vehicle. As she helps bring up some boxes she begins to hear about Nancy's life. However, she is lost. She is able to understand that Nancy is a year older than she is and was a good friend with Gina, a fellow student in her chemistry class who recommended Nancy as a fellow roommate, but all she can do is to stare at the woman. Things will be difficult now, she thinks as she wished she could run her fingers through Nancy's long golden hair. "So what's your major?" Nancy's question breaks Shirley's thoughts. "Um... Business. I'm not sure what I am going to do yet." "Who does, " Nancy lets out a laugh and Shirley joins her. "Nice laugh, " says Nancy as she sets down the last box. "Thanks." The evening progresses slowly for Shirley. She finishes her studies but knows that she had not learned a damned thing. All the time she thought of Nancy. Because of unpacking, Nancy had gotten comfortable. A real baggy t-shirt and very short shorts. From time to time, Nancy would emerge from her room to get a drink and smile. Shirley would smile back, and Nancy would return to her room. Never had Shirley been so turned on by another person. In school she had lost her virginity to a boyfriend who everyone thought was going to be the one she would marry. His cock felt great and she would get turned on by being with him, but THIS is different! She never wanted him like she feels for this person she just met. The rest of the evening is pretty tame. Nancy left to get something for dinner. She had asked if Shirley wanted to go with her but she was able to back off by saying that she really needed to finish studying. Which was the truth because she still had not learned anything. So, Nancy left and Shirley studied. She must have dozed off because she was woken up to Nancy's soft voice. "Hey, bookworm. Wake up." Shirley looks up from the desk. Nancy was standing over her and had changed to her night clothes. It was a long night shirt but she was awake enough to realize that Nancy was not wearing any shorts. What was underneath ,if anything, was only left to Shirley's imagination. "Good night, " says Nancy. "Night. " says Shirley as she gathers her book and heads for her room. Still nothing was learned but she is finding that she doesn't really care. Shirley lies in her bed and finds she can't stop thinking of her new friend sleeping such a short distance away. She pulls down the covers. She has never been comfortable in sleeping in the nude but tonight her panties are so wet that she pulls them off, removes her t-shirt and pulls the covers back over her. Her hand moves up her naked leg and she is not surprised as to how wet her pussy is. She slowly begins to rub it. Normally her fantasies are pretty tame but tonight is different. As she rubs, she wishes it was Nancy's hand on her pussy. Playing with it. Rubbing it. Her other hand finds her breast. Her 36 C's has always got whistles from boys but she could swear, as she pinches her short nipple, that Nancy was looking at them through the thin t-shirt she was wearing earlier. Nancy was wearing the baggy t-shirt but Shirley could swear that they were much bigger than hers. Her fingers continue to play with her swollen pussy and she finds herself on fire with these thoughts. She rams one finger in but that still does not help. She shoves a second one in and pinches her nipple even harder. She pulls the covers back down and plays with herself rougher than she ever has. She moves her hand down and rubs her clit as she reaches into her drawer and pulls out a ten inch dildo a friend gave her as a gag gift. She shoves it between her wet lips into her hot, aching pussy. She wishes that Nancy was doing this to her. She wishes she could ram this fake cock into her new friend. In and out, in and out... She rubs her pussy harder. "Oh, Nancy... " she thinks. Then she comes. The world explodes as she finds herself enjoying her most powerful orgasm ever. Not even the boyfriend she left back home had done this to her. As she lies there, she finds that she is not sleepy, as is often the case, but restless. Restless for the young girl down the hall. Restless with the desire to have her pussy looked at by that girl. Restless with the desire to by touched, licked and fucked by her new friend. Restless with the desire to return the favor. Thoughts of her new friend fills her mind as she begins to rub herself once more. "Nancy... " she moans as she comes again. She manages another orgasm before she becomes sleepy. As she drifts off to sleep Shirley knows that she is now different. No longer will she be the good little girl. She wants to be bad. She thinks once more of Nancy as she falls asleep not noticing her door slowly opening. Nancy looks at her new roommate and smiles. She picks up the dildo that Shirley left on the bed. She smells Shirley's scent as she licks the toy and grins. Lying the fake cock by her sleeping friend, she quietly leaves. The Beginning Ch. 01 We've talked about it before, said we'd like to try it at some point. Well now here we are. This is our chance to step into a whole new sexual world. We went shopping today for some new toys and I can't wait to try them out on you and on me. We finally get back home and go straight to your room. It's a little awkward at first; we don't know where to start, so we start out like we usually do. We come together in a tangle as we kiss each other heatedly, there's no denying our passion. I feel your hands gliding over my body, leaving a trail of fire wherever you touch. Finally you make your way around to breasts. My nipples are tight with my longing for your touch and you finally remove my shirt and bra, leaving me standing in front of you, vulnerable to you. You turn away from me and I feel a pang of disappointment, but you turn back with our new clamps and the pang of disappointment turns to one of anticipation. "Today you're my slut," you tell me as I stand there shivering, waiting for your hands to return to my body. You step closer, raising the clamps to my hard nipples. You settle them on my peaks, gently applying more and more pressure until the pleasure borders on pain. "You like that don't you?" "Oh yes, God yes!" I moan back at you. You return to caressing me, sliding your hands slowly lower until you reach my jeans. You undo the button and lower the zipper, pushing down on them until they're around my ankles. Here I am, I stand before you in my lace panties, panting, longing for you to touch me. Finally you bring your hands to my waist, slipping inside my panties, going to my damp center. You slip two fingers in side me and my head falls back as I moan in pleasure. Your thumb finds my clit, sliding gently around it, making me moan even more. My body starts to quiver as I grow closer and closer to my release. You slip a third finger in me and pull on the chain to the clamps and it sends me tumbling over the edge. I slump against you and you bring me to the bed where you set me to catch my breath. Once I'm finally able to make coherent thoughts again you looks at me with that mischievous gleam in your eye. "It's time for you to give to me. I've given you your pleasure, now you will return the favor." You pull the chain so that I am forced to stand. You hold out the other set of nipple clamps and tell me to put them on you and then get the others and attach them. I slip your shirt off and then slide the clamps over your hard nipples, enjoying the feel of your naked skin under my hands. You moan as tighten the clamps, causing pleasure to shoot through your body to your cock, where I can see it twitching in you pants. Next I move down to your bulging pants, slipping the button free and lowering the zipper. I can feel you there, straining to be released from your fabric prison. Finally I set you free, sliding jeans and boxers to the floor where you kick them off. I reach behind me for the shopping bag and pull out or next treat. I take the clamps and oh so gently slid them around your balls, until they are in place. You groan when my hands brush your cock as I slowly tighten the clamps around your balls. Finally I finish with that and your cock is staring me in the face, daring me, I lean over and slide the head of your cock into my mouth. You twitch and groan with pure pleasure. I gently tug on your clamps, and then slip my hand down to my dripping pussy. I wet my hand with my juices and then return the hand to your cock and use my juices as a lube to jerk you off. Finally I feel you getting ready to come so I take away my hand and slowly lower my mouth down your cock, to the base so that the head of your cock rests against the back of my throat, I tug at your clamps and then I feel you spurt your hot load down my throat. I try to swallow it all but there's just a little too much that slips out of my mouth and dribbles down my chin. We collapse on the bead in a tangle of arms and legs, sated and sleepy, we fall asleep in each other's arms. But we're not done. We have the rest of the afternoon and all night left to us... To be continued... The Beginning Ch. 01 If you are looking for sexual content in this first chapter, I suggest you read it as a preamble for the next chapter when we truly meet... I had always hated these singles events; I have been divorced for over three years now and haven't had any luck at finding a girlfriend, let alone a life companion. That is what I felt in my life – a void left by the traitorous way my ex had left me for a much younger man. It turned out that they decided to make love in my house and in our bed when I was out of town and when I arrived home early (hoping to rekindle some of the impetuousness of our youth), I instead found my wife blowing a man 15 years her junior. Now, at 50 and after a 23 marriage, I find myself lonely and desperate. This is a vulnerable place to be in and I am very nervous about what might happen if I rush into a relationship on the rebound. This explains my years away from the dating game – hell, I didn't even remember the dating game! In any case, a friend at work recommended this Singles group since he himself had joined it and after only a few weeks had found his perfect soul mate. I had to admit that Joe and Carol were ideal for each other and very much in love. And they were also both in their middle years (as I consider myself to be). Let me tell you about myself. At 50, I am about 6 ft tall and weigh about 170 lbs. Somewhat slim but with the start of a small roll around the belly – I don't exercise as well as I should. I work as an accountant (not as dull as it sounds) in a small friendly company. I have almost pure white hair and beard, both kept cross-cropped by regular visits to my hairdresser. Not a hunk by any means but for the right person, it may do. The singles event was to be held over a long weekend in the summer and since I had some overtime accumulated, I took and extra day at each end to allow for travel and sightseeing in the area (on the other side of the state) since I hadn't been there and heard there was much to see. Even if the event was a bust, I would at least get a short holiday - much needed – out of it. I arrived late (I had to finish a project at work) the first day and registered at the table in the lobby. It was my first time so I was surprised when they posed me against a backdrop and took a Polaroid picture that went up on a large corkboard with a few details from my sign in sheet. When I glanced over the other photos there, I was amazed at the variety, both in age and appearance, of the attendees. Some looked pretty strange and others exuded a quiet desperation. One guy had the worst hairpiece I had ever seen and I had a hard time keeping a straight face. After all, I was here too. Taking the weekend timetable with me, I checked into the hotel and went up to my room. The first agenda item was a BBQ on the back lawn of the hotel – sort of a time to mingle informally and get to know the other people. It was just starting. I am an introvert by nature and still feeling bruised by the divorce even three years later so wasn't all that keen on blending. I kept asking myself what the hell I was thinking about – I wasn't ready for this! But having paid the fairly rich price for the weekend, I figured I had better give it a try. I changed into casual slacks (my legs aren't that pretty and I figured I didn't think anyone was quite ready for them on first meeting) and a cool short-sleeved shirt. Grabbing my room key card, I headed down the hall to the elevator. Several others – mostly middle-aged women with lots of makeup – were waiting and gave me the eye. I greeted them as politely as I could although I felt like a slab of meat at the butcher under their scrutiny. On the back lawn, several BBQ's had been set up and the smell of hamburgers, smokies, salmon and shishkabab tantalized the taste buds. I guess my hunger would help to dissipate some of my nervousness and I found it easier to chat with others in the line for food. As I moved along the salad table and other goodies, I found the bad rug guy right beside me. For some reason, he must have thought my white hair gave us some degree of closeness and security. I moved away as soon as possible and took my food to an empty corner table. I have always enjoyed people watching and this was no different; there must have been about 150 individuals there, perhaps 2/3's women of varying ages. However, most of the women were getting a tad long in the tooth as the saying goes – not that I wasn't – and they were really on the prowl. It was sort of fun to watch from my table that was out of the way since I wasn't being bothered. Until, that is, a soft voice from behind me asked, "May I please join you?" I turned to see a vision of loveliness standing there trying to juggle her plate and glass of iced tea. I quickly stood (well, to be truthful, I stumbled over my chair leg as I tried to gracefully stand) to offer her a hand. "Of course you may," I nervously answered as I took her plate in one hand – of course dropping her chicken leg on the grass in the process – and pulling out a chair beside mine. With apologies, I quickly ran to the nearest table and scooped up a new piece of chicken in a napkin and rushed back to see her smiling shyly up at me. My heart felt like it had cracked! I started to blush as I sat back down and offered her the poultry as if I was handing an offering to a goddess. I stammered out my name in introduction to this young beauty almost fearing that she would disappear before I could learn her name. Offering my hand, I croaked, "Hi, I'm Bob" "Hi Bob; nice to meet you. I'm Julie. I saw your picture on the board in the lobby when I checked in and I wanted to meet you" Wow! Why, I asked myself, would this beautiful, slim girl who was likely less than thirty want to meet me? As if she could read my mind, her next words floored me; "You have such kind eyes" I noted her chestnut shining hair and her electric blue eyes – Lord; I could drown in those eyes – and her casual attire that belied the sweet curves beneath. She was by far the most beautiful lady in the place and suddenly, it seemed like all the ambient noise and chatter of the other guests retreated into the distance as we started to talk as we ate. I loved the sound of her voice – dulcet tones combined with the most wonderful throaty laugh when she was amused! Thank god no one else invaded our space – it was as if they could see a connection happening before their eyes and they didn't want to intrude. As her story unfolded, it sounded so much like mine; she had only been married for four years and had just learned she was pregnant when she came home to find her husband screwing her best friend. She kicked them both out of the house – it was hers since her mother had left it to her when she died - and sued for a quick divorce. That had been just over a year ago and Julie had given birth to a beautiful baby girl named Jenny. She had named the baby after her Mum since they had been so close. Julie felt that it was too early to attend a singles event but her sister and several friends had pressed her to at least try it out. They all kicked in and paid her way and basically presented her with all the tickets prepaid so she felt obligated to at least show up for a day or so. She was looking for someone she could sit with so every horny or desperate man wouldn't hit on her. When I laughed at this and asked, "So what makes you think I don't fall into that category?" I think she almost fell over herself apologizing for the way it had come out. I assured her that she was safe with me (although my inner self was telling me everything opposite). We continued to chat until most of the crowd had moved inside to the ballroom to continue to mingle, dance to oldies and basically set their sights on likely targets. Since my 29 year old companion and I had both driven for hours to arrive around the dinner hour and both of us had worked for at least half a day, we were tired and agreed that we should get some rest since tomorrow was a busy day with activities (reminded me of summer camp) and a tour with a formal dinner and dance to complete the day. As we rose from our table to enter the hotel and go to our respective rooms, we both said at once, "I don't want this evening to end just yet". As we laughed, we agreed to freshen up in our rooms and meet in the roof top bar for a nightcap before turning in. As we were whisked up in the elevator, we both reached for our floor indicators and out fingers met on number 21 at the same time. I am sure that it was just some static in the air, but a definite spark flew between our fingers. "First we are on the same floor and now this; do you think this is a sign?" I smiled down at her angelic face. She blushed and smiled enigmatically as she shrugged her bare shoulders. We exited the elevator and moved down the hall until I stopped at my door saying that I would meet her upstairs in half an hour. She agreed as she stopped at the adjoining door and slid her card key through the slot. We looked at each other astounded as we slipped into our rooms. Another coincidence – could this all be serendipity? Were we destined to meet out of all the people in the world and how could she be even interested in a man 20 years her senior? We did indeed meet in the roof bar. I changed my shirt to one a little dressier and my linen beige slacks and I rushed like an eager schoolboy to the bar to await her arrival. I was almost afraid she wouldn't show up but a few minutes later, she entered wearing a floor length shimmering silver caftan that lit up the room. I stood and held out her chair to a "Thank you, kind sir" and we decided to order a bottle of white wine since it turned out we both preferred wine to beer or liquor. We talked like old friends for two hours as we slowly worked our way through the time until the bar closed. We had so much in common; reading, long walks, talking over our days, and family. I asked her all about Jenny and her eyes lit up as she went on for at least a half hour about her beautiful daughter. I just sat there mesmerized as I watched her face and lips as she talked; she was so damn gorgeous! I couldn't believe my good fortune that this angel wanted to spend any time with me – my bruised ego at play again. As she shared the pictures with me, she scooted her chair around the table to sit next to me as I went through the photo gallery and realized that I could smell her clean skin with just a hint of floral perfume. Normally I am allergic to scents but this was so light that all it did was make me heady with a desire I hadn't known for years. Whoa, boy I thought to myself. Don't rush things here – I don't want to spoil such a wonderful evening. All too soon it was time to leave the bar – the hint was when the lights were turned up and we realized we were the only patrons left and it was after 1:00 am. The time had flown but we had to call it a night this time. Julie gathered up her pictures into her purse and we walked arm in arm to the elevator banks. I walked her wordlessly to her door. I thanked her for such a lovely evening and asked her if we could spend the day tomorrow as much as possible. In response, she put her hands on my shoulders and pulled me down to a light feathery kiss on the lips saying as she pulled away, "I would love that! Until tomorrow morning, sweet friend" I held her in a warm embrace for a moment and then, with my hands cradling her face, kissed her back as softly as a butterfly's wings. "Sweet dreams" I pulled away and as I looked over at her, we each blew a kiss to the other as we entered our rooms for the night. To be continued... The Beginning Ch. 01 Chapter 1 Inside Emote "Is this what you really want to do tonight, Jennifer?" the worried male asks his beautiful wife. His face scrunched in concern and his hair ruffled from this vixen playing with his shoulder length black hair. His white button down shirt almost fully unbuttoned. "Of course it is, I love you, Josh, and want to show you how much I care for you. Please let me be in your arms tonight," Jennifer spoke in a sweet, softness that only angels from heaven or the angels from hell spoke in and lowered her plush lips down to his, meeting his. She sat in his lap with her legs under herself kissing him passionately while working her hands over the remaining buttons of her love's shirt. He slid his hands under her white, silk V-neck blouse and caressed her soft skin up to her shoulders. Quickly they removed their shirts and tossed them to the floor. "I love you so much, Jenn," he whispered in between kissing her, tasting her sweet scent. His hands wrapped around her back to unclip her white cotton brazier and found their mark despite the lack of experience in this act. She moved her kisses to his cheek, neck, then up to his ear, where she whispered the emotion he had declared to her. As she moved back towards his mouth, he pulled the cloth off her shoulders and flung it behind him, revealing a perky set of D cup breasts ready for him to indulge in. She wrapped her slender arms around his neck and kissed his hair as his licked around her right areola with his warm, wet tongue sending sensations of ecstasy to her little clit. Squeezing slightly on her right breast, he encircled her nipple, feeling it enlarge against his tongue. He slowly sucked her nipple into his mouth and sucked it hard. A soft shudder of escaped those quivering lips as her hands running throughout his hair. Wanting more than to just play with his hair, she dismounted him and stood in front of him. Swaying her hips sensually, she withdrew herself from the plaid schoolgirl skirt she'd worn since post-reception. Watching this beautiful twenty-one year old dance her way out of her clothes in front of him enchanted the bulge in his dark blue trousers to a point of discomfort. Seeing he was very pleased with her performance, she bent down in front of him and unzipped the slacks. He did his part to slide them down as far as he could while sitting, even lifting his hind end up a bit to get them to his knees. As she got the skirt to the beige carpeted floor, she knelt in front of her lover intent on assisting him in relieving the pressure that was very apparent as his member stood straight and circumcised. Taking it with her left hand and gently kissing it with her lips, she expressed her joy of seeing it jump at the gentlest touch. Licking around the head and teasing him more, he leaned his head back enjoying the sensations her warm, wet tongue gave him. "Oh, Jenn, that feels so good," he whispered as her mouth engulfed the first inch of his quivering member. Her tongue lapping at his cock while she took on more of the eight inches still outside of her pretty little mouth, she raised her eyes and smiled at him, mouth still full of Josh's meat. "I cannot take it any more, my sweet!" he exclaimed as he positioned his hands to help her up to her kneeling position. They both rose together kissing all the way up. She lay down on the couch and he lowered himself on top of her kissing away her lips, until she situated comfortably on her back. He kissed down her soft skin to her belly button where he kissed it in the same spiral method as he had done her breasts. Once he had her tummy twitching, he inserted his tongue into the little h ole sending goose bumps all over her skin. Seeing she was getting a great deal more turned on by this, he moved on to kiss towards the dark wispy tuff of hair around her sex. Breathing in her sweet, moist, honey scent, he kissed her inner right thigh as he lifted her legs over his shoulders. Separating the fold of her pussy with his thumbs, he gently kissed the little nodule at the apex of her vagina. Probing it with his tongue, slowly at first but building quickly to fast-paced licks, he felt the natural lubrication flowing from her nubile nether. Her moaning proportionally rose in volume. She was close to Cumming already. "Oh, Josh, please just put it in. I want to feel you inside me!" she yelled as she came violently. As she wished he would insert his flesh into her own well lubricated sex, he inserted his right index finger into her tight little cunt and continued to lick from top to bottom of her pretty pink slit. "Oh, God, Josh!" she started screaming as her virgin pussy was at long last being penetrated. After her second cum of the evening, Josh decided that it was now time, that he had brought her to enough pleasure to be proud of himself. He straightened up onto his knees and moved in to give his member the haven it craved. Slowly inserting his cock into her soaking wet slit, he hunched over her kissing her. As he went deeper into her, a trail of blood seeped out of her love hole, her cherry juice mixing with the overabundance of lubrication. She let out a loud moan from the pain of the stretching of her young, virgin pussy and the ecstasy racing through her veins. Her wish was granted, the love of the past four years finally inside her, fulfilling the fantasies she had always had, exceeding the expectations as he slowly pressed his cock into her nether until he could no longer place any more of his meat into her. Josh whispered sweet nothings into her ear as she moaned louder and louder in unison with his building speed inside her. "Jenn, I am about to explode," he grunted while pounding every bit of energy into her. "Do you mind if I cum inside you?" "No, my love, come inside me please!" With her final word, he shot his load deep into her. She came hard with her mate, both lying on the couch holding each other, his and her juices soaking the couch beneath. "I love you so much, Jennifer. Please don't ever leave me," he spoke laboriously as his body tried to return to normal. "I love you too, Josh, and I will never leave you," she replied with a smile and eyes closed. Josh used his right arm to grab the blanket off the floor and covered them as best as he could without exiting his favourite place in all the world. He laid his head on her shoulder and met her in a deep passionate kiss. Drifting on to sleep was not the plan, but it just so happened that they had both expended all of their energy in their first sexual act. Josh woke a few hours later to find that Jennifer hadn't budged and he had reduced in size. He stood up and walked to the bathroom feeling the urge to relieve his bladder. As he stood to his full height, he turned to look at her sleeping so peaceful and smiled at her. I love you, Dear, he thought to himself. Turning around slowly still trying to hold in the sight of her there, blanket covering her from top of breast to those cute little toes of hers, he walked slowly to the half bath located relatively close to the living room. As he stood above the toilet, relieving himself, she walked up behind him and wrapped her hands around him. "Thank you, my love," she whispered into his ear. "That was amazing. I never knew just how good it would feel to have you inside me like that." He had just finished relieving himself and flushed the toilet. While he turned to face her, she dropped to her knees. "I want you in me forever," she declared as she lifted his limp flesh to her mouth. Licking from to tip to hilt, she coaxed his member to recover the vigor it had had only hours prior. She positioned his cock so that she could run her tongue along his testicles and suck on his sparsely haired sack. Taking his flesh into her mouth, she rolled his balls in her right hand as she attempt to get his dick further and further into her mouth. Sliding back and forth, tasting his pee and the dried blending of their juices, her tongue caressed as her cheeks sucked as hard as able. She wanted him, obsessed over him. Jenn knew she would do anything for this man she loved so dearly, and Josh knew it for he would do the same. Josh closed his eyes and felt all the blood in his body rush to his meaty cock. He could barely stand, but reassured her she was pleasing him by whispering for her to suck it harder and to take it deeper into her little mouth. "You wish to go up to the bedroom, my dear?" he asked of her when his knees began to give way. She nodded and tried standing slowly without the flesh in her mouth coming out, but alas he wanted to hold her while they walked to the bedroom. He kissed the soft, golden brown, tanned flesh of her neck delicately. They proceeded down the lavender hall past a few doors and pressed the white door open. As they entered the darkened rose coloured room, Jennifer ran to the mahogany four poster bed dragging her lover behind her. Her long, dark auburn hair trailing behind her smelled of rose blossoms. It was true; he longed to be with her, his new bride, not even a day into the honeymoon and he couldn't think of a moment better than this since before he had met Jennifer four years prior. She released his hand as she hopped into the bed and turned towards him. He continued to stare at her, marveling in her beauty. Her silvery blue eyes locked onto his dark teal ones. "I love you so much," he whispered softly so that she barely heard him over the pounding of her own heart. Awakening from his reflection, he crawled into the bed on top of her meeting her luscious lips to his. He took hold of her breasts and squeezed them with in his hands occasionally flicking her enlarged nipples with his fore finger. "Josh, please don't toy with me. Just give me the happiest day of my life, my love," she spoke to him half dazed, the type of trance one goes into as all senses become heightened yet still incoherent to the person, a sort of ecstasy filling the body with no real beginning or ending to its intensity. If he were not to slide inside her now, she would most likely have one powerful orgasm and fall asleep on him, something he didn't want her to do. Josh slid himself into her soaking sex. As he built up moment, he kissed her passionately on her pink lips and then kissed his way to her ear. "Jennifer, my dear, what can I give you? What can I do to you to make you happy?" "Josh, you make me happy just by being with me, my Love." Though he didn't show her that this saddened him, he was severely hurt by this for it was Josh's wish to know all of his wife's fantasies and her to know all of his. This would have to be a discussion they would have later he noted and continued to build in speed inside his blushing bride who's face was now flush and tears falling from her eyes. She was content and happy in the moment, he knew, but was that what he wanted, to have sex like this and only like this? He began to take his frustrations out on her little fuck hole, impaling her upon his flesh without much concern for its depth inside her. Only the concern for her happiness came to him. He would be her husband and she his wife, to love, honour, and obey until death parted them. Thinking about the situation at hand, him and his lovely spouse finally together in holy matrimony, he exploded inside her sex as she reached her next and final orgasm of the night. Josh bent his lips to hers and was met with a very passionate kiss from his love. Once again they both fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms. The bad thing about sleeping for Josh was his imagination seemed to get the best of him during his naps. Dreams and nightmares would plague him. Of what exactly he hardly could remember. Recently, he found himself daydreaming things of such depravity that the cockles on his neck would stand on end. Inside he fought with himself on how to be a husband. Jenn rolled over still asleep and pressed her soft back to his chest. This awoke her lover. Staring down the length of her body, he caressed her left shoulder and wafted in the scent of her hair. Josh began to think back to earlier that day. Jenn's smile over her white rose bouquet warmed his heart. My God, he thought unto himself, she was so beautiful in her very light pink dress and matching veil. Not realizing that he had begun to play with her nipples, tracing them pinching them softly, she began to rouse. She lay in his arms feeling him come alive again into her lower back as he began to get rougher with his teasing of her nipples. "Josh, are you having fun, my love?" she questioned him softly enjoying his touch. Josh chuckled as he realized what he was doing. "Didn't know I was doing anything until just now," he declared as she began to grind into him. Her juices were flowing from her sex to his legs already. This seemed to him to be the most perfect time to continue the conversation he wanted to start earlier. "Jenn, I meant to ask this of you earlier," he went on, "what are your deepest fantasies? Like what are things you have always wanted to try?" She turned towards her body to face him and peered into his teal eyes. "Like what, my dear?" "I'm not completely sure myself, Love, but I feel compelled to do things with and to you." "Such as?" "Spank you, Jenn. I feel like I should control you." With his confession, she gasped. Not a gasp of horror escaped her lips but a gasp of now that you mention it, I do know what I want you to do, be. "Josh, please don't be upset with me," she pleaded and he felt his heart sink into the depth of his knees, "I have wanted you to control me for the past two years of our relationship. I have just been a bit insecure that you wouldn't want that type of relationship with me and it would cause you to leave me. I would like for you to take my mind, body, and soul to do with as you please. I want you to be my Master and I to be your slave to do with as you please. I love you and trust you with all my being Josh. Please, don't hate me." With the last usage of please, she began to cry from her fear finally taking hold of her eyes. Josh held Jennifer even closer to him. He hated to see her cry. Whispering in her ear, he told her, "I am your Master, my slave, and I love you no less than I did when I first spoke those words. I will need to train you to be all the little slut you can be. You do understand this, right?" She nodded not diverting her silvery blue eyes from his. "I will need to research more on things to do to and with you, but as for now we won't go too much into that realm." "As for my other desires, I would like for you to find those out throughout your training of me." She smiled then kissed him with fervor. The Beginning Ch. 01 Sitting back, I wonder what I would change in my life. I was always a shy boy growing up; always had grown up fantasies but was too afraid to admit it, or even to consider acting on them. In high school, I was the outsider who was a friend to everyone. I knew jocks, I knew stoners, I knew grease monkeys, I knew the artsy, but I never fit in. In college, it was even worse. I was forced into marching band, hated every second of it despite being surrounded by drugs, sex, and alcohol. It took me 20 years to get a girlfriend, and 20 years to get laid. Funny enough it all happened on the same night...kind of... I had met her a during my freshman year in college at the very end of the second semester. I had finally come into myself as an independent college student. My best friend was my RA, and my other best friend was preparing to be an RA the following year. So of course, who do I end up with? A partier. I found her on facebook oddly enough. I couldn't even remember how if I tried. But basically, I started talking to her on facebook, then on instant messenger. Coached by my friend Bill, the wanna-be RA, I talked her into meeting us in the college commons. She was hanging out with a friend on campus, and it was nighttime so we figured we wouldn't make her walk all the way across campus. We'd meet her halfway and see where things went from there. Well, we showed up, ten minutes early. Sitting around, Bill joked and teased me. "She's not coming man, she saw your picture on facebook and is probably in the next state by now." His laughter echoed amongst the orange-lit college campus, the artificial pond tinkling in the background. Suddenly, we heard some voices. As we looked up we saw a couple of girls coming towards us. "Told you she'd come," I smiled. "I get the cute one," Bill said shoving me with his shoulder. I should point out, Bill HAD a girlfriend; a lovely young lady who he's currently married to. Natalie was her name, and her friend was Kelly. Natalie informed me Kelly came to kick my ass if I was a weirdo-stalker. It was a silent, awkward meeting. But the silence was soon shattered, as Kelly bent over to throw pebbles at the small water bugs, I picked up a huge rock about the size of my head, and hurled it into the water right before her. The next thing I knew, we were all erupting in laughter, Kelly soaked to the bone. I felt horrible, but couldn't stop laughing. After that, we decided to call it a night. It was a decent beginning. Over the next two weeks, Natalie and I would continuously chat online, and as our chats became more and more sexually charged we began to see something in each other, or maybe we really just wanted a good fuck. I became the "best friend" type to Natalie over the next couple weeks, as she moved out of her second semester place that she shared with an older college girl, the semester ended and pretty much everyone went home for the summer. We continued to talk online, but nothing much happened. Natalie came from a pretty rich family in a small town in Minnesota, her father the CEO of a local bank. After a grueling summer, I found myself alone in the dorms. Yeah, Brian was still my RA, my best friend, but he was off doing other things and college started being more of a bother to me than an interest. So of course, I started hanging out with Natalie more and more. She had moved into an apartment downtown with her sister; a very nice place, very expensive. So one night, I decided to gather up the courage and ask her out on a date. She was ecstatic and quickly said yes. Actually, that's not exactly how that went... I had been writing sex stories for her, and she loved feeling special like she was the girl in the stories. In so many of my stories I mentioned my one biggest kinky turn-on; the female orgasm. She couldn't believe that's what I loved the most. Not blow jobs, not anal sex, not threesomes... beautiful women cumming, that's what I liked. So, she quickly found out I was a virgin, and deciding to rid me of THAT distinction she set up a little fun time for us. We were to go to a romantic comedy, Prime. It was supposed to get her juices flowing, and get her into the mood. Well, she showed up...drunk. I guess I shouldn't be so surprised. She was a partier. But also to my surprise, her twin sister was joining us on this date...with her boyfriend. The movie, was ok...I guess. Honestly, I couldn't care less about the movie; I was more occupied by the hand in my crotch massaging my throbbing cock. After the movie, I wanted to rush her back to her place and have my way with her. But her sister had other plans, demanding to be taken to Perkins for a midnight snack. So an hour later, we pull into her apartment. Her sister left us alone the second we walked in, I'm sure she knew about the plans. So I sat down at the dinner table, staring at her Siamese fighting fish as though it was going to give me the wisdom of the world. As if it was going to teach me everything I needed to know about the art of cunnilingus. Nothing happened, but Natalie...sitting in the doorway to her bedroom, roaring and ready to go. I simply wanted her to take control, to demand I eat her out, or something, come over and kiss me for fucks sake! I had never been kissed, as horribly cliché and innocent as it seems it WAS true. But no, I was left in the silent darkness of her apartment. Finally dredging up the courage to take control, I followed her into her room. Where she closed the door behind me. Sitting on her bed, I'm sure I must have looked like the little white mouse that was so gently dropped into the cage of a boa constrictor, unsure of what was going to happen next...but knowing it's something! She came over and sat beside me on the bed. "Isn't there something you wanted to do?" She smiled seductively at me. "Umm, just like that? Right now?" I asked sheepishly. "Well, you could kiss me." Hesitating I leaned in, afraid I was going to lose the chicken fingers I had recently eaten. I pulled away, afraid I wasn't going to be great. I was afraid I was going to suck and she was going to laugh at me. She laid back in bed, "Well how are you going to fuck me if you can't even kiss me?" She laughed. "Like this," I leaned forward, giving it all I had. My tongue reached out, lapping at her tongue, finding her tonsils. She took it gracefully, knowing I was new, but that I had promise. She HAD felt my rock hard cock during the movie after all. She knew I wasn't lying about the 9 inches part. Which to me, was rather small...a fact I still struggle with to this day. Afterwards, we sat on the bed watching each other anxiously. "So now what?" I asked. "Stay here," she stood up, walking to her closet in complete darkness, closing the door behind her. The light turned on in the closet, casting long shadows across the room. I looked around, excited for what was going to happen next, though I had never been so unsure of anything in my life. The light turned out, I flopped down in the bed, acting like I hadn't moved an inch. I heard the door open, then felt her light touch as she crawled across the king sized bed. "Well, come her," she giggled, grabbing my hand. She led it to the Holy Grail for all teenage boys, though I was a few years late...it was still a wonderful trophy for me. As I felt her hard nipple in my fingers, I twisted it gently, feeling her body rise and fall against my warm sweaty palm. Her breasts were small, but I liked them just the way they were. I leaned down, placing my face to her breast; I sat feeling her body warmth before gently licking her erect nipple. I sucked it into my mouth, wrapping my tongue around it as she moaned softly. Her hand caressing my back softly, until I sucked hard; I felt her nails dig into the flesh of my back as she cried out in ecstasy. I caressed and kissed my way between her breasts, spending time on both nipples, kissing and nudging the under-part of each breast. Slowly kissing down her belly, I felt her back arch in anticipation. I moved my hand down to feel where I was going, finding her warm, wet pussy waiting for me. As my hand rubbed through her 20 year old wetness, I heard her gasp ever so softly. Suddenly, it was all instinct. Like I was born with the knowledge of what to do, I slid down between her legs, kissing both thighs. My lips traced lines softly and slowly down to her toes and back until finally coming to a resting point just below her labia. I could feel her warmth radiating between her legs, I could smell her horniness in the air. My tongue begged to taste her, my fingers itched to touch her, to rub her. After a half hour of teasing her and denying us both, I gave in. Taking one giant lick straight up her slit, she screamed in pleasure as my tongue came to a rest on her hard soaked clit. I felt her nails dig into my back as I sucked and licked all over. Her slit was glistening in the darkness as I sucked in one labia at a time, taking the time to enjoy her body. I found her clit, exposing it with my hand and licking it softly with the tip of my warm wet tongue. With every lick she would convulse in orgasmic pleasure. My tongue followed her slit down, until I found her opening. Wide open, it begged to be entered. I could feel my cock throbbing against the bed, how badly my penis wanted in her. My tongue slowly pushed inside her dripping pussy. I reached back, feeling the ridges on the top. I know now I was feeling an indication of her G-Spot, then...I just though to lick it harder and faster. Suddenly, my tongue was racing in and out of her dripping snatch, her back was fully arched, hands grabbing and pulling at my hair, my shirt, and my back. I felt her orgasm coming. It excited me beyond all belief. As my tongue plunged in and out of her, a sudden flood of juices came flowing from her hot pussy. She rocked in orgasm as she screamed and shouted my name. It was 8:30am when we finished, the day before Thanksgiving Break. I was supposed to be in class taking a test and then on my way home so we could vacation with family. I remember being dropped off at the music building on campus, a huge smile on both of our faces. "Shall we do this again?" I asked, peeking my head in the truck. "Please," she smiled leaning in for a kiss. As I walked into class, I knew I had started something new. Something that was going to change my life. The Beginning Ch. 02 We laid there for a little while, catching our breath after making love for the first time. It was everything that I had expected it to be and more. It was more than what we had talked about when we were online together and it sent my mind reeling as I lay there reliving it. I closed my eyes, and breathed in deeply as I remembered the feel of your lips and tongue against my soaking pussy. It was a happy contented sigh that I breathed and you sat up on your elbows and looked over at me and smiled. "How are you feeling, sweetheart?" you asked me as you leaned back down and rested your head on my shoulder. "Wonderful," I replied, lazily, my fingers stroking your upper arm as I held you next to me. I thought to myself, it's my turn to please you. You laid back and nuzzled against me, and that's when I made my move. I rolled over on top of you and took you into my arms, and I leaned down and kissed your lips tenderly, passionately. Your arms went around my back and neck and held me to you, our breasts pressed together, our nipples flicking one another as we kissed. I felt your leg go between mine and your hands rubbed down my back over my ass as my mouth devoured yours, our tongues dancing in one another's mouths. I felt your hands move up and down my back, over my ass and back up again. Your fingers rushing through my hair as I lay over you, kissing you. I held myself over you so that I could look down at you, and what a sight you are to me. Your hair splayed out all over the pillow, the want and desire that I can see in your eyes, and your mouth, red and soft, and I can still taste myself on your lips. I stare into your eyes and your hand comes up to my cheek and caresses it. As you touch my cheek, I close my eyes and feel shivers flow through me. I lean down, taking your hand in mine, and hold it against my chest for a moment, and as I do, I hear you whisper softly to me, "Make love to me, darling." I lean down and kiss you tenderly again, your body moving against mine. I move to lay directly over you, and I kiss you long and tenderly, feeling your hands caress my back again. I move my mouth from your lips to your neck, and softly nuzzle and nibble on your sweet flesh, licking it and sucking it. I move my tongue to your ear and as I do, I hear you cry out and moan as my tongue touches it. I also make sure you hear my breathing as I lick your ear, and your hands dig into my back. I then move my mouth back to your neck, and without any kind of warning, I sink my teeth gently into your neck and suck your skin. This drives you nuts, and you wiggle beneath me. Your leg is between my legs, and I can feel your pussy against my thigh, already wet with anticipation. Your hands dig into my back and I can feel your nails about to rip my flesh. From your neck, I move to your chest. I kiss along your collarbone, then drag my tongue down over the tops of your breasts. I feel your heart beating against my lips as I do that. I feel your hands rubbing my back as I move my mouth over your breast and onto your nipple. I reach my hand to your breast and caress it as I kiss it and I close my mouth over your hard nipple, gently tugging at it and nipping at it with my teeth. Your hand comes to the back of my head and holds me to your breast, like a newborn taking milk from its mother and I move my mouth around your nipple, sucking it, pulling on it, nibbling on it, and I hear you groan and moan with pleasure. I continue sucking your tit, and as I do, my hand travels down the rest of your body. My hand caresses your hip and over your leg and back up. I suck on your nipple and my wandering hand finds your pubic mound. I push a little against it, and your body rises up to meet my fingers. I release your nipple from my mouth and kneel up on my knees. I help you to sit up slightly, propping your body against the headboard, putting pillows behind you. Your knees are bent and your feet are flat against the mattress. I get up from the bed for a few moments, and walk over to my bag of tricks. I look over at you and you have that "what's she up to now?" look in your eyes. I smile, cause I know you're trying to read my thoughts. I walk back to the bed, and sit down next to you. In my hand, I have a bottle of cinnamon flavored oil. I crawl up onto the bed and kneel at your feet. I pour it over your tits, down your stomach and over your legs. The heat from the cinnamon drives you wild and the smell mixing with your scent drives me wild. I put the oil bottle back onto the table and I lay over you again. Some oil dribbled on my finger and as I lay back over you, I wipe it on your lips and your tongue comes out to taste your lip and my finger. I kiss you deeply tasting the cinnamon, my hands rubbing the oil into your body. I work the oil into your skin. My hands lovingly caress your shoulders, down over your chest, between your breasts, and over your breasts, caressing and cupping them, massaging the oil into you. The heat from the cinnamon flavoring is intense, and you are groaning and moaning, pushing your body tighter to my hands. I move my hands over your stomach, gently, lovingly massaging your body with the oil. I move my hands over your hips, down your legs and over your calves, and then your feet. I lay your leg back down on the bed and I am now kneeling between your legs. I look up at you and you are writhing and moaning all over the bed, compliments of my massaging. I lean up and cover your body with mine, I feel the heat of the oil against my own skin. Again, the intense smell of the oil mixes with your own natural scent, giving the room a very heady, musky smell, and it is too much for me. I look straight into your eyes, and without so much as taking my eyes off of yours, I lower myself down between your legs. Stopping just at your pubic bone, I lay my hands on your hips, gently kneading them, and as I do, I lean down and kiss your mound. Just your mound. Your body is on fire from a mix of the massage and the oil -- my kiss only lights that flame even further. The light kiss pushes your body up to me, your mound tight on my mouth. I hold your legs and gently glide my mouth over the top of your thigh and down to your knee, all the time spreading your legs open. You lean back against the headboard and grab it over your head. I run my tongue along your thigh, stopping short of your pussy. Then, I do the same to your other leg, stopping again just short of your pussy. This frustrates you and you groan out my name, telling me please eat me, eat me. Oh, how I want to. The mix of the oil with the scent of your pussy is putting me into space. But, I want this to last forever. I want this to be the ultimate climax for you. I want you to cum as you have never cum before. I continue to tease you, licking your legs, stopping just shy of your swollen lips. I kiss your mound and the crease of your leg where your thigh begins and your leg ends. I push up your leg so that it points straight up and kiss and lick the backs of your thighs. When I do that, I see your tight ass staring at me. I move you so that your are half sitting, half laying on your side, and I massage your cheeks and lick and kiss them, sending you just to the edge. When I spread your cheeks and tickle your tight little hole with my fingers and tongue, and you feel the heat from the oil and the softness of my tongue, that is what does it for us both. I put you back on your back, and like you did for me, I push a pillow under your hips. I take your hands and place them over your head to hold the headboard. I spread your legs as wide as they would go, and laid down between them. I placed my hands on your hips, and leaned in and kissed your sweet, full, wet pussy. I was in Heaven! The scent from the oil and the scent that you produce naturally combined to make my head spin. Another kiss on your full lips, your juice and the oil covering my lips. Your hands grasped the headboard and your hips came to mine, a long slow moan out of your lips. Another kiss and you tightened your pussy to my mouth. I grabbed your hips and looked up at you, watching you enjoy what I was doing. I looked at your slit, there was juice running out of you. And as I continued to lick and kiss your lips, your clit peeked out from under the hood and stood out to me, begging for me to pay attention to it, too. I let go of your hips, and placed my thumbs on either side of your lips and pried them open. As I did, your cream and juices pushed apart and held to each lip in strings. When I did that, your clit peeked straight out. I pointed my tongue and just touched your clit with my tongue, and I never heard such a sound come out of anyone as it did you. I caressed your clit, curling my tongue lovingly around it and pulled it gently, watching it snap back as I let go of it. Your body would react to that, and you would cry out in sheer delight. I continued tugging your clit and watching the lightening bolts of desire fly through you. Every now and again, I would scratch it with my teeth and you tried so hard to keep your hands on the headboard, but I felt your hands on my head and you guided me to where you wanted me -- right at that beautiful opening. I held your legs and hips and slipped my tongue deep into your opening. I swirled my tongue in circles around your hole, wiggling my head as I did, my nose rubbing against your clit as I sucked and flicked your hole. Your juices were pouring from your hole as I did this and I let them fill my mouth. Your hands on my head pushing me tighter to you. The intensity of the oil and your juices filling my nose. My tongue deep inside you feeling your walls close around it and pull me inside you. I reached down with my finger and rubbed against your tight butt hole, wiggling my finger around it. You were riding my mouth and face with wild abandon. Pushing my head tighter and tighter against your wet pussy. I felt the throb of your clit against my tongue. I worked my finger inside your tight asshole. I sucked and licked your wet, creamy hole. Suddenly, your body stopped for just a second. Your hands tightened in my hair. Something was going to happen. I grabbed your hand with my free hand and looked up at you, never breaking my rhythm on you. Your body started to tremble. I heard your breath come quickly. Your eyes closed tight, your moans were starting low, then getting louder. And higher in pitch, too. I braced myself on the bed and tight against your pussy, never once taking my eyes off you. And then, it happened. It was like a river broke through a dam when your orgasm hit. Your sweet juices flowed out of you and into my mouth. I tightened my mouth around your hole so that I wouldn't loose a drop. My tongue deep inside your hole, I could feel the walls of your pussy contract around my tongue and pull me deeper. Your clit throbbed against my mouth, too. Your cries of passion and ecstacy filled the air, along with the sweet scent of your pussy, and the oil that I massaged into you. I drank and drank. You came and came, over and over again. Your juices smeared all over my face, and in my hair. My nose rubbed your clit over and over again as I moved my mouth all over your pussy, gathering up your sweet cum. The waves of love kept hitting you over and over again, but I would not let up at all. I drank every drop, savoring your sweet flavor, memorizing it so that I would always know you were nearby. Finally, the waves began to subside, and I removed my finger from your ass, and lifted my head from your pussy. I crawled up to you and helped you to lay back into the bed. Your climax had totally wiped you out. You could not move a muscle. It was as if you were a ragdoll. I laid you back down, and gathered you into my arms, my face and hair still covered in your love. You held me like a frightened child, and lifted your head up to see me covered in your cream. With just an ounce of strength in you, you leaned up and kissed me, tasting the mix of oil and your juices on my lips. I stroked your cheek, wiping the tear away that was rolling down your face. I put my hand on the back of your head and laid you down on my shoulder and chest, watching your eyes close as your head rested on me. I pulled the cover over us and reached up and turned off the light on the night stand, and snuggled beside you, hearing only the sounds of our steady breathing as we drifted off to sleep, locked in the bonds of love. The Beginning Ch. 02 Nancy’s story…. Nancy looks at the apartment door and sighs. She had already knocked twice and still no answer. She could have swore that her new roommate, Shirley, had said that she would be home. She knocks again. She quietly curses her friend Gina. Nancy was new to town and Gina, an old friend, said that she knew this young college kid who needed a roommate and recommended Shirley. They spoke a couple of times on the phone and Shirley had seemed to sound like a responsible person but now she wonders if this was a wise decision. Still no answer. She turns the doorknob and finds the door to be unlocked. “Well, this is my place,“ she thinks as she enters the apartment. She walks into the living room and stops. Sitting at a small desk must be new roommate Shirley. Wow, she thinks. Gina was right! She is cute. Her pussy dampens and she curses Gina again for doing this to her on purpose. From the angle she is at she can tell Shirley’s breasts are a little smaller than hers but she finds herself fantasizing about them anyways.. Every since her eighteenth birthday when Gina taught her how to make love to another woman, she has been a straight lesbian. For a year now she had been seeing Gina but they realized that they wanted different things in life and both decided to split as a couple. What a nice parting gift, she smiles as she looks at the student. Nancy knows she will have to thank Gina properly when they see each other next. Her pussy agrees. Time to say hi, she thinks nervously. “Can you give me a hand?“ The girl looks up and freezes. Wow, thinks Nancy as she watches the girl stare at her. Is this girl also a lesbian? Bi? Gina hadn’t said. Shirley is beautiful. Shoulder length brown hair. Dark brown eyes. Small nipples pushing through her thin t-shirt. Her pussy gets wetter. She decides to break the silence before she scares Shirley. “I’m sorry to just pop in. I knocked and got no answer. I found that the door was unlocked.“ “That’s okay,“ Shirley says, pointing to her school book. “When I study I lose track of my surroundings.“ She stands and Nancy cannot take her eyes off the small nipples. “Now let me help you.“ The rest of the afternoon is spent unloading her car. She finds Shirley to very nice but very distracted. She can tell it is her presence. More than once she turns to find Shirley staring at her breasts. She is lucky to be endowed with d-cups. Gina loves them. Hell, she loves playing with them too. They are very sensitive and she knows that if she was not wearing a baggy t-shirt, her new friend would see her big nipples trying to get some attention. She wonders what kind of reaction that would get. She grins. Once the last box is in, Shirley goes back to studying and Nancy goes to her room. She spends some time arranging things and from time to time walks to the kitchen for water. Actually she only wants to see Shirley. Sure enough the young girl smiles at her every time she walks in. She finds herself hungry and calls up Gina. They decide to meet for some dinner. Nancy finds herself very hungry as she hangs up the phone. However, it isn’t really for food. She showers and changes into another t-shirt. This time no bra, and a pair of tight jeans which shows off her ass. As she leaves she asks Shirley if she wants to join her but Shirley doesn’t accept. So, Nancy says good bye and leaves. She knocks on Gina’s door and it quickly opens. Gina falls into her arms and they begin to kiss. Their lips meet followed by their tongues. Gina is shorter than she is and her tits are smaller but Nancy has never been bothered by that. Her hands caress the familiar back . Gina moans. Nancy reaches to the front of the robe that Gina is wearing and pulls it off. Gina gasps as Nancy attacks her small breasts. Gina falls against the wall and moans. She runs her fingers through Nancy’s blond hair as her tits are being devoured. “ Oh,,,” she mutters as Nancy faces her and kisses her once more. Nancy feels Gina’s hands grope her ass and pull her closer. Nancy moans. “Did you meet your roommate,“ asks Gina as she pulls the t-shirt over Nancy’s head. Nancy’s big tits just hanging there. Gina grins. “Uh- Huh“ Nancy is able to mutter as Gina unzips her jeans. “I can tell,“ Gina grins as her hands rubs Nancy’s pussy. “Damn, bitch! You’re hot!“ Nancy says nothing as they both fall to the floor and get in a 69 position. She hungrily licks Gina’s swollen pussy and shoves a finger in her teacher’s ass. “Yes!“ Gina shouts. “Fuck me, Bitch!“ Gina feels Nancy’s long fingers invade her pussy. “Did you see her small nipples,“ Gina asks. A quick thrust of Nancy’s fingers tell her yes. “Did you want to fuck her?“ Another thrust. “Oh yes, baby,” Nancy moans and moves her pussy to Gina’s face. “Suck my clit!“ Nancy continues to lick and suck Gina. Soon she feels Gina’s lips and teeth on her swollen mound. “Bite my pussy,“ she yells. The passion continues as Nancy thinks of Shirley. “Do you want to fuck Shirley,“ she asks. “Oh yes,“ Gina moans as she shoves a finger in Nancy’s pussy. “Oh yes,“ Nancy moans. Soon they both cum together and collapse on the floor. They kiss tenderly. “Come over to my place tomorrow evening, babe,“ she whispers. Gina smiles. “Are you sure?“ Nancy nods. “If this afternoon was any sign, she is very curious and we will have our way with Shirley.” Nancy heads back home but finds herself still horny. That was the best sex she had since her birthday party but she was still unsatisfied. All she can think of is Shirley as she pulls into the parking lot. She walks in to find Nancy asleep at her desk. She goes to her room, slips into her night shirt and looks at the panties she is holding. She puts them down and leaves . She bends down to Shirley. “Hey bookworm, wake up.“ Shirley stirs and wakes up. Nancy notices that Shirley stares at her naked legs. She wants to stretch or bend down, anything so that she could give Shirley a look at her naked pussy. “Good night,“ she says. “Night,“ says Shirley. Nancy tosses and turns. Her hands reaches up to her naked tits but she finds no relief. She has got to have Shirley. She slips her night shirt back on and walk quietly to Shirley’s room. She begins to knock when she hears moans. She slowly open the door and her pussy screams when she sees Shirley lying back shoving a big dildo into her wet shaven cunt. ‘Oh my,” Nancy thinks as her hand goes under her shirt and begins to rub her pussy. She plays with herself as she watches this young girl. She comes hard when she hears her name mentioned as Shirley comes. Nancy falls to her knees and watches as her roommate masterbates two more times until she falls asleep, Nancy stands up and walks into the room. She looks at the naked girl before her. She smiles and then picks up the dildo. She smells Shirley’s scent on it and it is a wonderful aroma. She then licks all of the delicious, sweet juices off of the fake cock and places it back on Shirley’s bed. She looks at her roommate and smiles once more as she quietly leaves the room. The Beginning Ch. 02 We wake up a couple hours later, there's so much more that we have yet to do, so much more that we haven't yet tried. Our bag of toys is resting next to the bed, right within reach. Since you woke before me you got to it first. When I woke up I was lying with my hands tied to the bed, and my legs held apart with a spreader. You're standing over me with our new gag in your hands. It's a head harness ball gag. You slip it over my head and into my mouth. Then you take a piece of cloth and blindfold me. I can't see anything and my other senses immediately jump to attention. Suddenly there's a sharp sting against my leg. You bring the whip against me again, moving closer and closer to the part of me that is aching for your touch. Finally you reach that special place and you bring the whip down hard. The gag blocks my cries of pain and ecstasy. The whip stops and I begin to moan against the delay. "Why are you tormenting me like this?" I try to ask around the gag but it comes out in a long jumble of sounds. Your hands circle my waist and flip me over, leaving my ass bare for you to torment. I hear rustling as you dig through the bag looking for your next torture device. The sound stops and you move on the bed, away from me so I don't know exactly where you are. The soft touch of a feather makes me jump; I had been expecting something harder. You trail the feather over my body, leaving trails of fire shooting straight to my throbbing clit. All of a sudden the rough side of a paddle connects with bare ass, making me cry out at the mixture of feelings. You continue using the feather for a few more strokes then you drop it on the bed, sliding your hand down to my dripping pussy. The whip and paddle have turned me on to the point where my juices are running down my legs. You start to finger my cunt but only circle my clit, not touching me where I really want you to. You continue to paddle my ass, and finally grab my clit and pull it hard, making me cum in a rush, soaking your hand in my cum. You rub something against my slit, making it slick with my juices. You slide it up my slit to my tightly puckered hole. You work it against the hole, loosening my muscles and sliding it into my tight hole. You get to the end of it and I realize that it's the small plug that we bought today. You flip me back over, and raise my legs so that you can climb between them. You kiss your way up my thighs, passing over my dripping center to my breasts. You tug on the chain between the clamps, causing pain to shoot through me turning to pleasure somewhere along the way. You start suckling on my nipples, making the clamps move and tug on them. Again I start to moan, wanting you so badly. You give in to my mangled requests, slowly moving your body up mine until I feel the tip of your cock against my slit. You slide it forward with a small thrust of your hips, lodging the head in my hot sheath. You rest there for a moment until I try to lift my hips to take in more of you. You slide the rest into me, making me howl against the gag. Finally you've filled me the way I've been longing for since we were in the store hours ago. You flex your hips, gliding in and out of my tight cunt. Your thrusts become more and more demanding. You start to slam your body against mine, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoes through the room. You reach down and finger my clit, building the pressure between my legs. The combined sensations of the plug, your fingers and your cock cause me to slide over the edge, sending me tumbling down into the black oblivion of passion. I scream your name against the gag and hear your voice yelling my name back at me. We collapse in a pile on the bed. After a few moments you slide your still hard cock out of me and move up over my body. You remove the gag and replace it with your cock. At first it's just the tip but then you start fucking my mouth in earnest. I eagerly take you in my mouth, sucking and licking around your thick cock. You slide more and more into my mouth, forcing me to deep throat you like I've never done before. I gag a little at first but quickly become accustomed to the feeling of you sliding against the back of my throat. You quickly cum, shooting your load straight down my throat. You slide backwards, letting me lick you clean as you start to shrink in my mouth. You take the blindfold off while you're still in my mouth. I move my head allowing you to slip out of my mouth and move to your balls, licking them off. You move away and remove the cuffs on my hands and then the spreader bar from between my legs. You lay down next to me and I turn into you, sliding close as we fall asleep together again. The Beginning Ch. 02 Part I – Our Day together The next morning after our first meeting dawned bright and hot. I glance at the bedside clock and realize that I have slept in until almost 9:00 am. I stretch like a satisfied cat in the sun and reach out for the bedside phone. Just as I touch the receiver, it rings, jolting me fully awake. "Hello." "Good morning, dear friend. This is Julie. Are you just waking up too?" "Yes; and thanks again for the wonderful evening last night. I hope we are still on for today?" "Well," you replied. "I have been looking at the schedule and it all seems rather too organized for my taste. Could we just spend the day together?" There is a real hesitancy in your voice as if you have overstepped since we just met. "I would love that! We can spend the day sightseeing around the city and/or take a drive out into the country. Whatever we feel like; we should likely show up for the final banquet and dance tonight though but that gives us hours before we need to be back" We agreed to meet in the lobby in half an hour – just time to shower and dress for the heat. We would decide on our day once we met. I figured that the heat and the fact that we knew each other reasonably well after last night, I could get away with shorts and a fresh cool shirt. Slipping light socks and sandals on my feet, I headed out the door just as you were coming out yours. I gaped in awe at your lush body. You were wearing tight shorts and a blouse that you had knotted just under your full breasts. There was just the slightest roundness in your tummy – obviously still some of the results from the baby – but you positively glowed! I waited for you and opened my arms to take you into a warm embrace while I kissed the top of your soft hair and breathed in your intoxicating scent. Overwhelming! I reached down to kiss your honey flavoured lips lightly as I whispered "Good morning again. What a sweet sight to brighten my day!" You blushed as you thanked me and then, glancing down with an elphin grin, remarked, "Nice knees!" We laughed as we waited for the elevator and went into the lobby restaurant for a quick breakfast. The rest of the group had departed on the tour bus at 8:30 so we had the day to ourselves. Over a light breakfast, we decided to go on a walking tour of the city. Neither of us had ever been in this historic town before so we gathered up some literature from the concierge and left the hotel. The day just ran by; we shopped, went on a couple of bus tours, wandered hand in hand through museums and little art galleries and stopped at a small sidewalk café for lunch when we were hungry. While we shopped, you asked me to wait outside a high-end dress shop since you wanted to pick out something really nice for the banquet tonight. You hadn't planned on going but now that we had met, you wanted to – as did I. While you were gone, I slipped into a jeweller next store and made a purchase of my own. I arrived back and was sitting patiently for you when you arrived breathlessly out of the shop with three bags in hand. As I took them to carry them for you, I made a show of peeking inside but you giddily pushed me away; I had to wait for tonight. You also had a plan. As we walked back to the hotel – it was getting late in the afternoon and we had to dress for cocktails and dinner – you outlined your plan. We were to stage out first meeting all over again. You wanted to be dressed up for me and arrive at the cocktail party early. I would arrive a little later – just before dinner – and seek you out to try and pick you up. We were to be strangers who just met and see where this would take us. You promised I wouldn't be disappointed so how could I refuse. I dropped you at you room and went to mine to dress. Part II – The Evening Having a shower to wash away the heat of our wonderful day of adventure together, I thought of you and how much I was learning to like you. I was almost worried that my feelings ran much deeper than that but how could they – we had known each other a scant 24 hours; even less. Could I be falling in love with a woman young enough to be my daughter and how hard would it hurt to have me feelings rebuffed? I didn't know if my heart could take another pounding like it did before. In what seemed like a revelation, I realized that I did love you! It was a feeling that wouldn't leave my mind and I was truly happy for the first time in as long as I could recall. It was worth – no, you were worth – taking the risk and wearing my heart on my sleeve. If you did not love me in return, then having known you even for such a short time was a gift and I wasn't about to lose that. I finished dressing in my best black suit with a white silk shirt and a crimson tie. To finish off the look, L slipped into my best spit-polished shoes and checked myself out in the mirror. The three-piece suit helped to tug my waist in (that can be the effect with a well fitted vest) so I looked not bad if I did say so. There are times when I wish I had dyed my white hair and beard but tonight, I figured what you saw is what you get - that is, if you returned my feelings. I placed the jeweller's box in my inside jacket pocket. Glancing at my wristwatch, I saw that the cocktail hour had started about 20 minutes ago. You had asked me for a half hour head start before I made my entrance so I paced impatiently back and forth until at least the time arrived. I was so excited to see you, I probably could have floated down the side of the building to the courtyard where the pre-dinner cocktails were being served but instead took the elevator. I arrived in the lobby and moved quickly to the French doors leading onto the outdoor patio from where I could hear the loud buzz of voices, some obviously well into their second and third free drink of the evening. The night air had cooled from the day's somewhat, and most of the ladies wore shawls or jackets to match their dresses against the slight chill. I looked around for you but couldn't see you – had you changed your mind or was I too early? I was about to return to the lobby and call your room when the crowds magically parted and there you were under the soft light of one of the patio's low lights. My breath caught in my throat as you felt my presence and turned! Everything seemed to fall into a state of slow motion. I saw your smile and wave and then your gown; it was the most delightful shade of blue – almost sapphire that shone from within – and it brought out the cornflower blue of your eyes that I learned to love so much in such a short time. The dress hugged every curve from the swell of your full breasts to your rich hips and ended several inches above your knees. Your legs – oh what marvellous legs – stretched forever until your tiny feet slipped into high heeled sandals that must have added about 3" to your height. As my eyes scanned up your body, I noticed you place your feet slightly apart as you smiled at me and I could see the outline of your legs right up to the juncture of where there met your most private parts! My God! The dress was so gossamer thin that when the light hit just right behind you, it was sheer enough to show all the delights. You turned to the waiter beside you and placed your still full glass on his tray affording me that secret view of the profile of your proud breasts standing firm and unencumbered from your chest. Only I could see this as you had strategically placed yourself against the low-lying lamp. I hurried over to you (so much for the plan to 'pick you up as a stranger'!) and took you into my arms as I breathlessly whispered in your ear, "You look stunning, my love! But what if someone sees what I did?" I could feel the sway of your breasts as you came into my arms and you leaned into my ear – those heels put us almost on the same height. "I wore this just for you, my sweet man. And if others see me and it turns them on or off, I don't care. All I care about is you" Music to my ears! I had to take the chance as I held you close to me just as the first call to dinner was sounded. I moved you over to the shade of one of the large bushes surrounding the patio and, taking you into my arms again, looked deeply into the pools of your deep blue eyes and said those fateful words. "It has only been a day, my sweet Julie, but my feelings for you have taken a turn that I could never have suspected. I feel like a new force has come into my life that I never want to part with. I know this will likely shock you and I hope that I never lose you as a friend if it does." I faltered as I began to lose my nerve but your smile encouraged me to keep going. "I have fallen completely and utterly in love with you and want us to be together forever" There; I had quite likely blown all my chances! In response, you threw your arms around my neck and hugged me fiercely. "Oh Bob, you silly man! I fell in love with you the first time I saw your picture on the sign in board in the lobby. I knew you were a special man from the way your eyes seemed to burn through me and it took all the nerve I had to bring myself to sit with you last night. But then, you had me even with your endearing shyness" Our lips in a kiss like none other I had experienced. I could taste every nuance of your being as your mouth opened to my gently prodding tongue and you sucked hungrily as I invaded your warm mouth for the first time. I felt your own tongue doing battle with mine and I drew it in between my lips to gently suck and squeeze it. I could feel two hard points against my chest as your unfettered nipples poked hotly against me. All I wanted right then was to whisk you away to my room and make passionate love with you all night long. But you pulled away, saying "We must show up for dinner since we disappeared all day. Also, I want us to dance together by candlelight and feel you next to me" "Wait a moment, love. I have a surprise for you" I placed the velvet box into your hands and watched you as you opened it. You gasped at the sight of the braided gold choker necklace with a teardrop sapphire suspended by a gold chain. As tears filled your eyes, I took the necklace from you and walking behind you, I clasped the choker snugly around your neck allowing the sapphire to drop almost to your cleavage. You looked wonderful and kissed me fervently in gratitude. The glimmering jewel offset your eyes perfectly. I kissed the salty tears off your cheek and offered you're my handkerchief to wipe the rest away. Taking your arm through mine – and feeling the weight of your breast pressing against my arm – I led you into the candlelit room set for the banquet and we took our place at a table with six other guests. Both men and women eyed you with desire, envy or hate as we passed but it didn't bother either of us in the least; we saw no one but each other as I held your chair for you and we sat. I am sure that the dinner was good and the rest of the conversation scintillating, but I can't remember any of it. It just flew by as we looked at each other and held hands under the tablecloth throughout the whole meal. Several times, I felt your hand slide along my thigh until you could feel the hardening of my cock through my pants. Of course, at the same time, I ran my right hand along your leg (no, I found to my delight, you weren't wearing hose at all; it was just your silky skin I had seen across the room). As my fingers sought the heat emanating from the juncture of your legs, I felt moistness on the inside of your thighs and when I slid a little higher I felt the lack of barrier covering your fragrant pussy. My fingers slipped right inside you and you gasped as your legs tightened around my hand, thus trapping me in paradise. It was fortunate that the buzz of conversation surrounding us covered the sounds you were making although several of the others at our table likely wondered why we weren't eating more than a few bites and most probably guessed what our hands were doing under the table. I think the fellow across from us – my friend with the bad rug – would have looked under the table on some pretext but was afraid he would lose his hair in the process. Finally, the dishes were cleared away and the band struck up a romantic slow piece. I rose, and taking your hand, lead you onto the dance floor along with about 30 other couples. Ah, if only they knew that at least one couple had hit it off so quickly and were in love this weekend. Most of the others around us on the floor were looking bored or still as desperate as they were when they arrived. It seemed that only we had struck such a chord. You pressed against me and your nipples pressed hard into my chest as your leg went between mine and you ground your mons against my thigh. I held you with my hands on your firm ass and pulled you over and over against my legs as you moaned in my ear, "Let's get out of here! I need you now!" Part II – Our First Night Together We quickly grabbed your evening bag from the table and almost ran for the elevators. As soon as the doors slid shut, I pressed you against the wall lifting your one leg to my hip and running my fingers up the back of your legs to enter your spread and streaming pussy. The car was filled with the aroma of your arousal as I plunged my fingers deeper and deeper into you as my mouth smothered your cries. The heel of my hand rubbed your clit with each stroke and your orgasm gushed forth covering my hand and flowing down your leg to puddle on the floor. Luckily, the elevator went to our floor without stopping as you were fumbling at my zipper to get at my cock just as the ding of the bell signalled our arrival. I lowered your leg and quickly straightened your dress as the doors slid open to allow the elderly couple that was waiting there to enter. As we slipped past them, I could see them sniff and then turn and smile at us through the closing doors. Laughing we ran down the hall to first open your door and prop open the adjoining door between our suites from your side and then to mine to complete the process. We now had one big suite to share. You stood in front of me in the dimness of my bedroom; only the lights from the city shining through the windows illuminated us. Your chest was rising and falling from both the unbridled passion in the room and the exertion of our run. As my eyes strayed from yours and following the dangling pendant to your breasts, I noticed for the first time that there was moistness at the tip of each mound. It dawned on me then that you must be nursing your baby and you were leaking. This aroused me to no end and I crossed to you and lifted your arms around my shoulders. Leaning in, I kissed your lips softly and lovingly while my hands cupped each breast. With my thumbs, I rubbed the nipples to an enhanced hardness and as you moaned into my mouth, I felt the wet spots increase in size. I reached down and grasped the hem of your dress and slowly lifted it over your head to fall to the floor. You stood before me in your naked glory wearing only your heels and that gold choker around your neck. As the dress cleared your tits, they swayed and several drops of your mother's milk splashed across the roundness of your belly. I quickly fell to my knees and lapped it up – what an amazing taste! (Later when my curiosity got the better of me, I asked how you had made it through the night without leaking. You told me that you had brought a breast pump with you and before you dressed, emptied out the milk-laden breasts for fear it would stain your dress. You had done the same in the morning before we met. It seemed that as long as Jenny wasn't feeding regularly as she did at home, your production of milk slowed down). As my mouth savoured your taste, my eyes wandered down to be entranced by the fact that you were completely shaven and your labia were swollen and protruding from your pussy. As I stood to suck on your nipples and take in the streams of milk, my fingers slipped easily inside your lubricated pussy as you thrust your pelvis forward to take me in further. Your hands were twisted in my hair as you pulled me tighter to your breast and cried out as you came. Impatiently, you shoved me away and threw my jacket to the floor. Unknoting my tie far enough to pull it over my head, you ripped the shirt apart – spraying buttons everywhere – and stripped it off as well. As your hands went for my belt and zipper, your lips found and sucked on my sensitive nipples until they were hard as bullets. My pants hit the floor along with my briefs and you sank to your knees to remove my shoes. My cock, long since fully erect, struck your chin and disappeared into your mouth while my shoes, socks and the rest of my clothes disappeared as if by magic. The heat of your mouth as you pumped my cock in and out and sucked it into your throat almost put me over the edge. By this time, I wanted – no, needed – you on the bed since I wanted to taste you so badly that it almost hurt. I pulled you off the carpet and swooped you into my arms. What a heavenly body as you nestled so naturally in my arms! Carrying your soft body over to the bed, I laid you in the center and then I climbed onto the bottom of the large bed and slowly crawled towards you. You giggled a bit as I lifted your feet one at a time and removed your shoes. Holding your left leg high, I started to suck on each of your toes and around your ankle; as I did, you shivered with excitement as my exploring tongue discovered each erogenous zone. Holding first one leg aloft, then the other, I ever so slowly licked my way along your leg – pausing to blow and lap at the backs of your knees. The smell of your growing arousal filled the room and I inhaled it with delight. Your fingers were twisting and pulling at your nipples as you sprayed milk over your hands and chest and with some effort even managed to reach down with your own lips to encircle a pumping nipple. This sight inflamed me and I pushed your knees apart and drove for the pink folds of your cum filled pussy. At the first taste of the honey-flavoured nectar, I was hooked. I had never had the good fortune to taste the essence of a woman (my wife thought it disgusting and convinced me of the same), so this was a virginal experience for me. I loved it! And so apparently did you; I must have been doing something right since your hands left your breasts to grip your legs at the knees and pull them to your chest. With your pussy now fully exposed, I spent the next hour exploring every inch of the outside edges, the molten core, your clit and even ran my tongue along your perineum to ring your rosebud. You kept moaning as you directed me to each new place until I was taking you over the top repeatedly. You finally begged me "Please stop! Fuck me now! I want you cock inside me – please!" I grabbed your ankles and spread you wide as I placed the head of my cock against your flowing opening. Resting your ankles on my shoulders, I teased your pussy lips with my cock as you begged me to stop – you could take no more. As you humped your hips upwards, my cock was drawn into your opening until 2" were inside you. You dropped your legs to encircle my waist and with one pull, you sank me into you to the point where my balls were bumping against your ass. At that point, we started to move together as if we had been making love for years. The rhythm of our motions as we met on each thrust were amazing; I could feel the silken heat of your pussy walls grip me as I tried to pull out and relax as I pushed deeper! It was extraordinary and our lips found each other as we melded our bodies so closely together. We sped up and slowed down as if we could read each other's minds; we both wanted this, our first, to last as long as possible. We lost all track of time – in fact I swear time stood still for what seemed like an eternity! Although we both rose to the point of orgasm repeatedly, we silently knew that we had to hold off until the time was right. The Beginning Ch. 02 It was almost 45 minutes later that we both started to tremble as the need and urge became too great to hold off any longer. I pulled away from the longest kiss of my life and simply looked deep into your eyes as you did mine. A signal passed and we cried out simultaneously as we came and came and came! It had been so long for each of us that we both almost passed out from the ecstatic emotions that overcame us! Exhausted, I fell upon you and suckled once more upon your still full breasts as my fingers stroked your inflamed pussy gently. As my lips caressed and sucked on each nipple, you felt like a jolt of electricity had shot straight to your clitoris and you came over and over again as you cried in sexual release. I pulled you into my arms as I whispered words of love in your ear; you returned those feelings in kind. I knew that I had found my lifelong soul mate and we spent the rest of the weekend in that room (I checked you out of yours the next morning) making love as we chose - which was almost constantly as we discovered each other – ate and bathed when we wanted and talked about our future together. I know that my true love for eternity was discovered that weekend and we continue to love as strongly as the time passes. When I first laid eyes on Jenny a couple of weeks later, I know also that I was meant to be a part of this family and that we would soon give the baby some brothers and sisters. I wanted to be a loving daddy to our children and the best possible husband I can be. Certainly, my Julie has been the best that ever happened to me. The Beginning Ch. 03 I woke up to a strange sound. Running water? Is that what I hear? I also woke up to find myself alone in bed. Was last night a dream? Nah, couldn't be. I still smelled like a mix of cinnamon flavored oil and sweet pussy juice, though. I definitely didn't dream that! I leaned down and held the pillow to my nose. Yep, I was right! It smelled like you. Could only mean one thing -- you were in the shower. I slipped out of bed and walked to the door, where I listened to you in the shower, humming happily as you showered. I quickly called room service to bring us up some breakfast, and then I walked into the bathroom. I walked in and the bathroom was covered in steam. I could hear you shampooing your hair, humming still as you did. I pushed back the shower curtain, and stepped in behind you. I put my arms around your middle, and heard you gasp in surprise. "Good morning." I purred softly into your ear. "Good morning." you replied with a smile in your voice. I nuzzled your ear and neck as I held you against me, my tits pressing into your back. "Why didn't you wake me?" I asked you as I continued to nuzzle and nibble your neck and ear, our bodies swaying under the flow of the shower. "Oh, darling, you were sleeping so soundly, I didn't want to disturb you. After our glorious night last night, I wanted you to get all the rest you needed." I turned you around and stared into those spectacular green eyes. "No matter how early it is, no matter how tired I might be, my love, always, ALWAYS wake me to come shower with you. Will you do that for me?" I asked you, taking you into my arms, our bodies pressed together, our mouths inches from one another's. "Yes, baby, I will, I promise." We kissed long and passionately, our tongues dancing in one another's mouths, sucking one another's lips. My mouth went under your chin, nibbling and licking your nape, my hands and fingers searching your entire body. I moved us underneath the spray of the shower, letting the water baptize us both as we kissed and fondled one another. My hands found your hard nipples. I rolled them between my fingers as I kissed you. I leaned my head down and took one into my mouth and suckled on it, biting it softly as I sucked it. I heard you gasp and say my name softly. Your hands held me to your bosom as I played with your nipple, and your other hand teased my nipple, pulling it, pinching it, rolling it between your fingers. I felt your hands go to my shoulders and push me to my knees. You stood under the water and lifted one leg onto my shoulder. Your lovely flower opened to me. Soft, warm, swollen, and bare. It is so beautiful, I stare at it and it takes my breath away. I put my hands on your hips and pull you to me. I lean in and give your soft pussy a sweet loving kiss. I feel your hands hold my hair and dig into my head. I kiss it again and you push against me. I hear you gasp and moan as I kiss your hot pussy. Over and over and over again. All I do is kiss it. Your moans and groans become louder and lustier. Your hands grip my head tighter and pull me into you. All I keep doing is kissing your pussy. You are slowly reaching the edge. Your hands leave my head and start caressing and pulling at your nipples, hard and wet from the water of the shower. Your hips move faster against my mouth, trying to get me to push my tongue into your hole, but I won't enter you, not yet anyway. I hold your hips, feeling you moving faster and faster against my mouth. My hands move to your lips and I spread them apart. Your cream oozes from your slit. You are creamier than anyone I've ever known! It flows from your hole over your clit and down your leg. I point my tongue and just lightly, with the very lightest of touches, touch your clit with my tongue. I never knew a person could make such a sound as what came out of you at that very moment. It was like I reached inside you and pulled out your soul. It was a sound that could only be described as L-O-V-E. You gave yourself to me at that very moment. Your soul went into mine, and we became one. My mouth covered your pussy and drank you into me as we melded into one. Your hands held me to you as if your life depended on it, and to be quite frank, it did. I looked up at you as I took you inside me. Your very being, your essence, your life, was now in me, and will always be till one of us dies. As your orgasm subsided, you slumped against me, unable to stand up. I held you as you regained your composure and felt you get some of your strength back. We both then stood under the water and washed one another clean, taking good care to clean our breasts, our pussys, our asses, every square inch of one another. You finally had your strength back and after you rinsed, you got out of the shower first. I finished rinsing the soap off my body and shut the water off. I stepped out of the shower and you stood there, dripping wet still, and holding a towel for me. I smiled as you helped me to dry off first, then sat me down on a chair in the bathroom and dried yourself off. You got the blow dryer and dried off my hair first, then yours. I walked over to the sink and brushed my teeth and so did you. Then we went back into the bedroom. The room service people had brought up the breakfast I ordered before I came into the shower with you, and we feasted on croissants and jam, juice, pieces of fruit, coffee for me, tea for you. We laughed, we ate, we kissed, and as we sat there, you looked into my eyes. There was something on your mind. "What is it, sweetheart?" I asked, sipping my coffee. "I can't let you go back home, dear. Not after all this." you said, looking into your cup of tea. "Look at me, darling." I whispered, as you raised your head, a tear hanging in your eye. "Who ever said I was going to go back home?" I said, with a smile. You leaned over and we kissed deeply and passionately, knowing that this was indeed the beginning of a beautiful relationship.