0 comments/ 12433 views/ 2 favorites A Fluttering Wildflower Ch. 01 By: Rockwell The weather was perfect one August day somewhere in Pasadena, LA. Gina Lauren, smart and sexy at 19 strode sassily in her short foxy floral sundress and sat at a table in the open air section of Starbucks to catch the breeze and things moving around. Next to her table was a guy sitting alone and reading a book. She knew that he noticed her when she came and took a seat, but he didn't bother to take a second look. Gina was used to eyes swiveling at her to take a better look but this one seemed as though he would not give her the time of day. Was it because she had not a drop of make-up on? Well sometimes she did that on purpose to take the curse off her good looks. She studied him discreetly as she sipped cappuccino and listened to a funky tune with the ear phone of her Mp3 Memorex clapped to her ears. The guy had a classic haircut, black and a tad long, kind of like Pierce Brosnan's in his pre-James Bond days. He was strikingly handsome...but what a shame! He was probably made of stone not to appreciate a beauty like hers with a figure that can rival that of Jesica Alba's. His square face was clean cut and strong; his lashes thick and dark against his bronze cheek; his lips full and sensuous. He must be no older than 30. Not a wedding band on his finger and so he's a bachelor. Gina was getting more interested. She presumed that he was a loner. But who knew if he was waiting for his babe to show up at any moment? She wished the babe had a flat tire or couldn't find her goddamn pills. Guys are easy lays. She thought. When it came to guys, she was mostly interested with those who were hard to get. Someone who could charm and make her fall hard for him. Unfortunately those guys were few and more often than not they were already taken. She wished he was available even for a one night of sin. Ten minutes passed and still no babe. The babe must be crazy late but he didn't look bothered. Gina smiled and the idea of making contact with him was now or never. To her this guy was a hottie. His sexy soft, black shirt slashed in front and laced up loosely and the sleeves pushed up to his forearms conjured an image of a swashbuckling dude in bed. She liked how the watch looked on his wrist. Macho wrist big elegant hands, wow! The way his thighs and knees filled out his jeans. Her weakness on guys. The way his jeans crinkled up around his rugged boots. Oh help me god this is a matador. How he brushed his hair with his fingers and the way his eyes moved across the page while he was reading. Gina bet his tongue moved that way too when he's licking a trembling pussy. He was neither tall nor short. She deduced him to be no less than 5'10". He was muscular but hardly the Sly Stallone type. The type was like those shirtless gas jockeys bent over the engine of the old man's Chevy when you drive down the backroads of... say Texas, her hometown. And his face had a gentle character, kind of if you blend Jude Law and Tobey McGuire. Now Gina thought that this guy was worth pursuing about. He was creaming her canary yellow Barelythere panties and yet he hadn't spoke a thing nor throw a look at her that would bedazzled her even more. End of survey. Gina set her flirt buttons to lure him to her side. But since his eyes were not wandering to her direction she thought it best to simply sit next to him and ask, "Ever had a complete stranger talk to you?" Strangely, she chickened out. So she remained pinned down to her seat. Halfway on consuming her cup of cappuccino, two big moths fluttered about her clouding its dust. Cringing as she ducked her head this way and that, she wished they would go away. But the more she ducked the more the insects pestered her to the point that she already wanted to scream. The guy finally glanced at her and she caught him grin. She could have handled that dazzling grin better without the darn insects molesting her. At last the moths landed on her bare back sending her shrieking and bolting from her seat, jumping up and down like a banshee trying to shake off the damn insects. "Hey, could you please get these moths off my back!" She was compelled to ask him as she turned her back on him. "They're mating," he said not moving at all. "Oh, for crissakes shoo them away please before they multiply on my back," she cried aloud. He made an effort with a twinge of concern but the moths didn't budge. "Do something please!," she urged earnestly. So the guy half stood and said, "Hey skippers take it somewhere else will you!" swishing his open book across them. Gina drew a sigh of relief when the moths flew off and touched down on her table still getting on with their act, the wings on the one on top flapping up and down. "Can I transfer to your table? I don't wanna be goofed up again by those insects, whew!" "All right," he said. "Wait, hold on." He took his hanky to wipe the spot on her back where the butterflies launched their passionate tryst." "What's that for?" "Nothing, just wiping off some butterfly blot on your nice back." Touched by that subtle show of care she held a tentative look of admiration and then took her bag and Memorex from her table to move over to his. "Ah...um...I'm Gina Lauren, thanks," she said launching her killer smile. "Alfie Romano," he simply said. "I guess it's the butterflies' mating season." "Uhh, but I don't relish the fact that they get my body as the venue of their conjugality." He smiled his charming smile. "Are you by any chance waiting for somebody here?" She asked. "No, no one in particular," he said shaking his head slightly." "What are you reading?" "Some poetry book and I'm just browsing over it." "I was watching you over there and I thought you're not that rapt on what you're reading and you seemed to be drifting off to somewhere else." Alfie didn't speak. He simply gazed into her moving lips and allowed his eyes to drop briefly to the nice swell over her cleavage-friendly lemon and green sundress. She looked at him, her blue eyes probing and interested. "Um...I'm sorry I don't intend to be too nosy...ah...um...I'll just wait till those butterflies were done and I'll get back to my table." "No, it's all right. Please stay. You're observation was quite right. I was actually thinking of ah..." he paused a beat making some sound in his lips and then continued, "thinking of sharing my apartment to split the cost of rental and assuage the loneliness of being alone all the time. So I was thinking of posting an ad..." "Hey, guess it's my lucky day! Put the ad on hold. I have been looking around for a place to room in with!" A whoop of delight shone on her face. "Really?" You bet your cojones there'll never be lonely nights again for you! "So far I've seen four but it's either I didn't like my would-be room mate or the place. How big is yours...um...I mean the apartment?" She stammered. "Modestly-sized two-bedroom garden apartment." "Wow! Sounds great!" "You want me to show it you today?" "Absolutely. If you don't mind sharing it with a girl like me." That might be expensive but who cares I just want his body. "As long as it's agreeable to you to split the bills, the cleaning I wouldn't mind at all." "And that should be," she said. "Okay finish your coffee and we'll go." "Ready as you are," she said after gulping fast the rest of the coffee. A Fluttering Wildflower Ch. 02 The two walked over to the parking curb and there was his bike, a Harley bicycle. "If you don't have a car you can ride here and if you have one you can follow me." "I don't have a car," she replied wringing her hands in a girlish way. "Okay hop in, it'll take only a few minutes." Alfie didn't just get an eyeful of her smooth sun-kissed thighs and a whiff of her subtle hair fragrance as she perched her bottom on the thick top tube of his bike but the greatest feeling was that he felt as if their hearts became entwined. The bike sped off threading the streets in a fast clip until they were on the road shaded by clasping leafy trees on both sides. Gina was exhilarated. "Expansive windows, nice curtains, I'm impressed," she said as they were finally inside the already furnished 1930 apartment bungalow. She checked everything from balcony with access doors to the two bedrooms, from living room to kitchen, and the bathroom with bathtub. "This is a little farther away from my work but as long as I can take a bus from here..." "Yeah there's buses passing here going to town. Takes about 10 to 15 minutes. Ah where do you work?" "Ah I work part time at a call center in the morning and I go to school, fashion school in the afternoon till evening next month." "Ah how much will be my share for the rent?" "Three fifty." "Three fifty for this? Thrifty. No kidding? I'll take it. I'll take it. I can move here in a few days!" She was enthusiastic. "Okay." "Oh thanks Alfie," she said wanting to hug him but resisted. "Funny if not for those two butterflies I wouldn't have gotten to know you and this beautiful house." "Ah what do you do Alfie?" "I raise egg plants, different colors and sizes and lately tomatoes. I'm a self supporting farm guy." "Eggplants and tomatoes?" "A-huh." "What a combination!" "But you don't look like a farmer," she mused out loud. "What do I look like to you?" "I don't exactly know but I see a dreamer in you, a gypsy streak or an artist." She smiled, showing nice teeth, pink, shiny sensual lips. "I dropped out of school when I was 16 and run into various jobs like driving double Decker-cattle rigs and then I became a bouncer in a road house. It was a troublesome job. No matter how careful you were you made enemies. But it was also the source where I met good friends and one of them were Mr. Irving Sturges who owns this land. He made me his property custodian and later on shared profits with me when we ventured into business selling vegetables and flowers and ornamental plants. I studied gardening and landscaping and now I have a number of clients and this is my own business." "Some resume, huh?" she said casting her eyes down studying the dark old shiny floor tiles that reflected the shortened long limbs of her 5'4" height, less the wedge sandals in her feet. "Say why don't you stay for dinner? I can whip up some egg plant sandwiches. "Oh, you want me to taste the eggplant you're raising? Do you put ketchup, Mayo, cheese, mustard and garnishes too on that like on hotdogs? He laughed. "Somewhat like that. I grilled the eggplants and basically put tomato, cheese and some herbs. But I have kosher Jumbo Cheese dogs if you like but no hot dog buns. What I have are multi-grained bread and..ah Laura Scudder's old fashioned PB..." "What's PB?" she cut in. "Peanut Butter." "Oh I loove that." "And I have fruits like kiwi and grapes. And for our drinks well if you like Bloody Mary." "You seem to be a health nut. I'll stay and eat whatever you prepare as long as you bring me home later." "Sure, I can even help you pack your things if you want." "I only have a few things to pack. Let's see when we get there," she said. Pack and fuck. Silly me why am I thinking like a dickhead? "Are we gonna ride your bike again?" "I can use Mr. Irving's Thunderbird convertible which I restored." "Thunderbird! Oh, Alfie you're a man of surprise. That's cool. Alfie, you don't know how happy I am today. This feels like I'm watching an old rerun movie and I am in it. Alfie, what can I do without you?" "Get naked." "Ah..ow...you serious? Suppose I do that now, huh?" she said pulling down one of the straps of her dress off her shoulder. Then she arched her back and projected a sultry, seductive look on her face. If looks could kill he was a dead man on the spot. "No, no, no I'm sorry...I'm just kidding," he said holding up his hands. She returned the strap and laughed. Alfie was happy and definitely on the roll. After dinner, they strolled in the garden like old buddies. "I don't wanna live in that Catholic dorm again, it's like a prison with God knows what kind of germs and freaks are lurking all around there," she said. "Here, it's peaceful, lovely and with you I feel like I'm protected like a bug in a rug." Gina jumped up to one of the tree branches and swung like a child let loose in the monkey bar. Her sun dress pulled up and exposed her long, beautiful legs to good effect. Alfie caught the view and felt a quick tightening in his jeans, a feeling he had long ago had learned to control. Golly Miss Molly, this girl was really something –she was getting to him in no uncertain way. "Alfie!" she yelled. "Stop staring. Come and join me. This is fun, yeah!" she called and swung to another branch. Alfie jumped up to the branch opposite her and did some gymnastic maneuvers but shortly feigned a slip down but in a swift motion suspended himself upside down affording him now with a dog's eye view of her nether region. For a while her heart lurched at the slip but a quick flash of thought told her that it was a mischievous trick to ogle at her. "Gina...Beautiful, beautiful Gina," he said goggling at her legs with admiration as he hung upside down "You are a naughty boy," she said giggling but not without a trick of her own to show off she stretched out her legs sideward like Nadia Komenechi. Her yellow laced panties with a little less coverage on the crotch showed the great promises beneath. This time Alfie really fell and tumbled to the ground rolling down to a slope like he had fallen from a running horse. "Alfie!" she screamed seeing him twisting like in agony. She jumped down quickly. "Oh Alfie, I'm sorry. Alfie, Are you hurt? Sorry Alfie, c'mon Alfie are you alright?" He was wincing. "Alfie, oh Alfie," she called, her tone bordering on hysterical as she knelt next to him and holding his shoulders. Her face was marked with utmost concern that she wanted to run in the house and call 911. "Yes, I'm alright." He smiled. Naggy, naggy nag. "You bastard. Next time you do that I'm gonna kick your ass from here to Cuba." "This garden is full of game just there for the taking. It's really fun playing with a feisty girl like you." Then they both laughed, she collapsing on her ass and showing more of what's between her legs. He rose his upper body and his lips almost brushed with hers. Another greatest feeling. Life would never be the same again for Alfie. Later as they were seated on the grass under the leafy tree, Gina laid her head on his lap. Her fingers reached for his sideburn and brushed off a bit of a fallen dried leaf on his head. Alfie in turn placed his hand on the side of her narrow waist and she put hers on top of his. Then she brought his hand over her ample breast so he could feel and squeeze it to his heart's delight. Maybe check also her pale chocolate nipples that were so soo chewable. But she didn't do that. She was merely toying the idea in her mind. "Alfie I want to be your friend," she said. Gazing down at her extravagantly beautiful face she reminded him of Grace Kelly lying her head on Bing Crosby's lap in one movie he'd seen on reruns when he was just a kid. But he was not like the singing, gentle Crosby. He was Alfie with a raging hard on pushing against his jeans and he feared that his Grace Kelly version here might graze his erection with her head. Gina read his uneasiness and so she didn't linger long and rose up pretending not to notice. She knew her effect on men but she couldn't help feeling romantic and irresistibly drawn to him. Gina was romantic at heart and she noticed a hunger from Alfie that reflected her own. On the other hand, Alfie was absorbing the purity of romance and he was careful not to adulterate it with lust at all cost. Although he knew he would experience blue balls after this. Gina hugged her arms about her knees to her body and smiled knowingly. She was glad that Alfie was a good guy. If he was bad something could really happen and she wouldn't want a bad, clumsy sex like the last time. Though she was ready for anything, she felt happy that Alfie behaved and didn't fall totally to her entrapment and he just rode along with her flirty behavior with jest. "Maybe I should go now. We have curfew at that prison dorm. "So, ah when do you move in?" She faced him looking hot and flushed. Gazing into her eyes, they'd only been a heartbeat away from a kiss. "I'll call you within this week." With a resigned sigh, he realized that the golden moment could not be forced, but was bound to come again. A Fluttering Wildflower Ch. 03 The weeks and months passed and Alfie and Gina grew amazingly close with each other without the benefit of having sex at all. They were buddies in the pure sense. It was incredible though because there were instances strong enough to warrant sexual relation. Once Alfie let Gina shave his face at her insistence while he was seated and straddled on his lap. Alfie had seen her standing over a weighing scale wearing just a white tank top and g-string panties. He'd seen her also applying moisturizer on her legs and getting all that lusty view. She asked him one time if her skirt was too short giving him a rear view to find out if her thong was showing. She even asked him to take a real good look and he thought he just saw a string running through the crack of her butt. Of course in those occasions Alfie's libido hit the roof and he'd resort wanking off to high heavens after she left. On the other hand Gina had seen him walking around the house with only his underwear shorts on and several times with obvious erection. Each was aware of the sexual tension building between them and yet they manage not to be carried away. Whether they were protecting their beautiful friendship or testing their limits was good as anyone's guess. One day when it was Alfie's turn to clean the whole house, he found her bedroom unlocked and broke the rule by entering inside. Gina was always neat and proper but he found her room that day unusually unmade and there were clothes lying about on the bed and on the floor. He thought that she might be too in a hurry to leave. He wanted to pick the jeans and stockings on the floor but his eyes got focused on a tomato red underwear lying on the bed. His pulse rate increased as he sat on the bed and reached for the underwear. He held the wispy material up with both hands and it was a low rise bikini panties of soft cotton with a small DKNY detail at the back. He gulped in his throat as he brought the underwear to his nose and smelled a cocktail of aroma, her own natural scent which was pleasant to him and a taint of raspberry. His cock stirred in his boxer shorts and he took it out and walked to her dresser looping her underwear around his straight hard on. He looked down at an array of cosmetics and he found a spray bottle for removing bikini hair which on the label read 'with a Great Scent of Raspberry'. Her dresser was tidy and even the hair brushes were clean and even the room itself smelled alluringly like a nice girl's bedroom. But he wondered why her bed and clothes were in disarray. He picked a bottle of scent called Pink Suede and it smelled like what he'd also smelled in her panties. So he smelled her panties again and he was right. He was like a CSI agent on a sniffing binge. Upon closer examination on the crotch part he found a strand of pubic hair. He plucked a single strand of pubic hair from his crotch and compared it with hers under the light of the sun peering through the curtain opening. The central part of the inner crotch appeared a bit wrinkled as if some pussy substance had dried there and the smell proved to be tantalizing to him. He imagined her wearing the panties and he became dizzy with lust that no other relief could be made but to jack off. Later he washed her panties full of globs of his semen and hung it to dry in the open air. When it dried he returned it on her bed and sprayed it with a bit of that raspberry scented hair remover so she would not detect that it was washed. Then he put on the crotch part his pubic hair that he entwined with hers. Later that night Gina announced to him the news that her newly-wedded cousin Lara and her hubby Chris would be visiting her the following day and they would stay for a couple of days. Alfie told her that it was no problem with him. He anticipated with gladness to see her relative. Lara and Chris was a nice couple and Alfie had gone out of his way helping Gina prepare a hearty dinner for them which the couple could not thank enough. All of them had a lovely evening of chit chatting and getting to know each other. When it was time to sleep, Alfie learned that Gina had let them used her room while she would just use the couch. Alfie suggested she crash on his bed and he'd be just the one to sleep on the couch. "No, no, no Alfie I'm fine here. Don't trouble yourself. It's just for a couple of nights." This was the first time Gina kissed him goodnight on the lips. His cock went straight to heaven as she watched her moved about in a flimsy top her enticing breasts jiggling beneath and low-slung drawstring shorts with unbinding leg opening. Was she wearing panties underneath that short? There was no trace of panty line on her rear but in front there was pussy line. Thinking of what he'd done with her panties urged him to give in to his greatest relief -- Mary Palmer, his ever reliable soothing palm. However, to assuage guilt feelings about his libidinous thoughts toward his good friend, he took 100 push-ups and some biceps curls with his dumbbells to sweat his sexual energy out and limp out his angry dick. Then he took a cold shower and drank gallons of warm milk to throw him into deep slumber. That did it. At around 4 a.m. his eyes opened with a flutter as he felt somebody was spooned behind him nibbling at his ears and neck as he laid by his side. With the full moon filtering its light through his room he could sense whose breasts were squashing behind him with her hand wandering over his bare chest and abs. He could smell his favorite scent of her...Serenissima. Slowly he stretched out his body under the sheet and turned to her to answer her probing kisses. It was the first time their lips touched and locked savoring and tasting each other's desire. Under the full moonlit night she looked like a screen goddess, fully made up. They embraced each other and it was beyond erotic. Oh, please cue the violins. It was so warm and tender without anyone of them getting to be in a hurry. It was like they knew their timing. As he took her mouth in a deep kiss, rapture swept through them like a swirling wind blocking out all thought and reason. Gina held his maleness and Alfie groaned as she stroked it gently. He didn't realize that his junior had gotten out through the fly of his Calvin shorts. She savored its thickness, power and length and even went on to speak of it. She even used the head to rub on her clit through the silky fabric of her thong. Sideways and under. Oh the feeling was indescribable. Then she pushed his blanket down to see his pride and glory, standing upright like a Boy Scout in a flag ceremony. She looked at it lovingly and gently massaged it with her hand. Her thumb rubbed the tip spreading a drip of his arousal and causing more as her other hand his family jewels through the contoured pouch of his soft cotton shorts. Alfie felt alarmed that his semen might jettison too soon with her ministration. as doing. Prior to this heavenly moment she had jacked up the AC so the cold air had made her nipples peeked naughtily through her silky camisole. A moment later Gina tugged away his shorts and spread his legs apart kneeling between them and facing him. Her blonde hair whipped along his chest and torso and finally on his upright maleness. Of all the places that she could start to lick, she chose that crinkly seam of his testicles that separates his twin boys before the rest. His face contorted with an enviable bliss and he responded with a tsunami of moans and groans. "Shhh! Cut the noise you might wake up our guests. Put your legs upon my shoulder," she offered and then treaded her exploring tongue under his balls. Alfie's toes curled and his hands delved into her silken hair. At first he couldn't see what she was doing because her dark blonde hair cascading down to his lower belly shielded her delicious deed. Finally she upturned her hair and he saw her smearing his maleness across her pouting lips like a fat lipstick. Then she smiled at him and rubbed the head between her parted lips heightening up the sensation. She formed two tight rings around his penis using thumbs and forefingers one on top of the other in the middle of his shaft. She slid them in opposite directions, going back and forth from the base to the head at once. She took it torturously slow in the beginning and then built up speed as he got more pumped and then slowed down to keep him in a holding pattern. Adding her saliva to her strokes made it even more mind-blowing. Alfie couldn't help moaning aloud that she shushed him off again. "Hey, calm down they'll hear us." That said he came without warning, blowing a gasket of come. The rest of his come laced her wrist and inundated her hands. She was in awe. "It's an avalanche! I bet you can make the national sorority pregnant." She drew a drenched finger to her nostril and tasted a droplet. "Not bad, tastes like an eggplant," she said in a jest and rubbed her semen-filled hands to her arms like lotion. "What can 'Your Excellency say about that?" "Downright intimate and erotic," he said and stared at his softening junior to which Gina took the opportunity to take all of him and cleaned off the remaining semen in her mouth. Alfie winced at the post pleasure that could still be regarded as mind-blowing. When she let it off her mouth it managed a half-erect status. "Hey, I'll be back, junior" she said tapping a finger on the head, "and I'll wash you up, okay." She smiled and scurried off to the bathroom. Alfie's excitement was uncontainable. After washing him off with a scented face towel, Alfie felt like a happy king. He drew her to him and sealed his mouth over hers. She straddled his hips and felt his cock slapped the crack of her ass. To his credit he was hard as a stone pestle when she groped him. She smiled because that was fast. She hated long intermission. She loved action and Alfie was pure stud all the way. She kissed him back, matching him move for move, her mouth hard and demanding against his. Alfie could barely control his desire. This is no longer pretend. By the time they broke the hot kisses, Gina grabbed hold of her flimsy camisole and pulled it over her head tossing it to the floor. A pair of beautiful breasts tumbled out as well as a bunch of various colored condoms. They scattered down on his chest and torso. "What the heck are you doing keeping so many condoms?" Alfie asked in a muffled voice with eyes wide open, leaning on his elbows. "Well, I certainly don't know how many we could use in one night," she said in her naïve sexy kind of way. "Well, let's find out." he said intoning his bedroom voice. She giggled. "Shhh!" he said. "Keep your giggles down," and added with a serious note, "I've never wanted anyone the way I want you," he whispered molding his hand on one of her adorable breasts and rolling the hardened nipple between his fingers. "I feel the same way," she confessed. "By the way did you happen to enter my room yesterday?" she asked. His hands dropped to her narrow waist and stayed there for awhile fiddling on the elastic band of her panties. "Yeah I did," he admitted. "And what did you do in there?" "I saw your nice thong and smelled it." "You did that? I thought you're a Holy man. I didn't know your such a pervert." "Only with you. Look, it was my cleaning day and I was in the mood for washing clothes too. Why did you leave your dirty clothes strewn around?" She laughed a muted laugh. "I couldn't sleep thinking of you that night so I played myself in those panties. And I came several times wearing myself out till I fell asleep. Morning came and I decided to leave it on my bed praying that you would smell them and jack off like crazy like I did." "Did you do that?" She asked. He nodded sheepishly. "Oh I knew it!" she squealed and grabbed his head toward her breasts with nipples dabbed with flavored lip gloss. "Guess the flavor," she said as he alternately licked and sucked each with varying pressure and speed. "Hmmm, it's like straw...ber..ree milkshake." "I'm not lactating yet." She giggled and squealed at the electricity that rippled within her body. "Remember the time when I was in the garden lying on my back on a spread sunning myself? I was wearing skimpy bikinis and I asked you to get my tanning lotion. I loved the way you looked at me I almost cried. When you left I secretly followed you and I saw you masturbated and shooting your wad on the plants. I don't know but it was the greatest turn on for me. How come you never came to me that time? I was waiting for you. I would love it if you shoot your wad all over my body and I'd rubbed them along with the tanning lotion. Who knows we might discover a better sunblock?" "I believe there is such a turn for everything to happen?" When he pulled her down to poise her underneath him she made another confession. "I entered your room before you entered mine. I looked into your drawers if you were hiding condoms but I didn't find any. So before going home I bought a big pack just to ensure that passions like this would not be hampered," she said blinking an eye. And she moaned deep in her throat as the grinding warmth of his manliness penetrated her clit. "And what if you found a condom in my drawer, what would you do?" "Ah, oh yeah ah um I'll mark an inconspicuous dot on it with a pen so the next time I check on it and I found another one without the mark then I know that it is new and you've gotten yourself laid." She sighed with pleasure. "I've never had sex in a long time. And I've never found a girl as beautiful as you in the 28 years of my life." "Kiss me Alfie." Alfie kissed her again, slowly and seductively. It quickly grew hotter again and he thrust his tongue into her open waiting mouth. His hand cupped her breast, tugged her nipple while he made short lusty kisses below her ear sending shiver along the nape of her neck. He trailed soft kisses over her breasts and made soft, small circles with his tongue as she started to moan. He sucked each flavored nipple with such hunger she thought they would lose them. His hand traveled down massaging her lower belly just above her low rise panties. He teased Gina there until the anticipation drove her so wild, she moaned repeatedly. "Touch me, please." Finally he molded her feminine softness with his palm through the silk of her nude-colored panties and moved his hand side by side delving a finger into the damp cleft. Gina raised her chin and elicited the delicious sounds of good-vibes sex. The heart-thudding moment cane when Alfie was licking her navel. He hooked his thumbs up the side strings of her panties stretching them up to the max. The material pressed her tender flesh and snippets of that precious part bulged out at the edges of her panties crotch. He stroked her through the silky fabric with his nose, lips and tongue and she almost screamed like she'd fallen from the Hilton Hotel. "Shhh, quiet down," he said. She couldn't bear the vendetta of pleasure he was doing to her that it didn't take long that she arched her hips pressing her dampness against his face and gave in to a series of involuntary jerks that swept her body. What a climax! And yet he hadn't pulled off her panties yet. "Gosh, I didn't know it would be like this when we're on bed. All the whirlwind that took hold the day we met caught up with us today and it was like I was rocketed to oblivion and back." Because he had almost ripped her panties apart, the slacked fabric now lay shriveled around the lowest part of her waist no longer hiding the dome of her most intimate part. His eyes wandered at the trimmed triangular patch of her chestnut blond pubic hair that shrouded the soft dome and fluffed them with his lips; the inch-long hood of her sticky clit trying to extend out to welcome the pulp of his light tapping finger. At last Alfie rolled down the sappy panties down her sumptuous thighs. Gina watched his well-defined chest and torso, the greatest of which was his incredible boner and the two round bling-blings scrunching up. The most beautiful package she'd ever seen. "Alfie, I need to feel you inside me," she groaned. "We'll come to that sweet cake. I haven't explored you yet. You are so beautiful," he murmured gently easing her legs open with his palms. The view of her flower fluttering with merriment was inebriating. Alfie began kissing her inner thighs as his hands ran the top of her thighs. Once again her passion was rekindled as his tongue flick each side of her groin heating up every tingling sensation. His tongue traced the side of each lip and the sweet taste of her arousal was the greatest cuisine. Then he pushed a finger inside as he worked on sucking the hood of her clit as gentle as he could handle putting the pressure as her moans dictate. With his other hand he pulled up the twin lips upward forcing her clit to come out in the open and the tip of his tongue feather-brushed the stretched skin folds that surrounds it. The skinfolds trembled as his tongue swished over them like a punching speedball with nary a contact so her hips arched for a much closer encounter. Then his tongue slowed down and she could feel her clit was straining out in the open desperate for his warm and tender bathing tongue. It was a truly erotic oral sex that there wasn't any rating for it. "Ah...Ah...Ah...I'm coming again...suck my clit...ohhh," she moaned and Alfie felt her inner muscles clenched around his sloshing slick finger. Her juice poured like sweet nectar and he imagined himself as the black butterfly sucking her flower. "Alfie, promise me we'll do this all the time," she said panting like she ran a flight of steps to Eiffel Tower. "Put the condom now, I want you to fuck me...fuck me till I see the stars!" "What color do you want?" "Alfie, they're all my favorite colors, get any." There were tears in her eyes. He slipped the condom and asked her with love and tenderness in his eyes, "Is the color peony opal okay with you?" "Put it in Alfie, I can't wait a second more." Alfie kissed her opened mouth as he sank into her. The rhythm began slowly at first, letting her feel every inch of him. Each stroke brought her to the brink. Now it was faster. The bed was creaking at his pounding blending erotically with the sound of their mingling flesh. Her hips were meeting up to his every thrust. Plop! Plop! Plop! His hard meat filled out her young, craving pussy from all sides, stimulating her G-spot as well. Nobody had done that to her. As Alfie kept a steady thrust she took one of his hands and licked his middle finger. She put it in her mouth and sucked it the way she sucked his dick. Plop-plop-plop. Slurp-slurp. Oh, the greatest of all beats. "Oh good lord it's so good...so good...so good... C'mon Alfie give me all of your best shot." The audio and visual effect of his love muscle drilling her accompanied by his fingers being sucked in her mouth was mind-blowing. "Am I doing fine?" "You're doing great, Mr. Lady Killer but I won't let you kill me," she said and she shifted herself without disengaging his cock and went on top of him. Cowgirl position with her knees on either side of his torso. "Suck my tits and hold my butt cheeks gently apart as you thrust me. "Oh yeah...that's better...ohhh that's utterly good...ohhh fuck! I hope you don't mind my dirty talking," she hissed sliding so slowly, teasing in just the tip and gripping the shaft as she contracted her vaginal muscles. Alfie saw his tool lived up to its hardness. Gina's clit found gainful employment in this position for having good exposure and direct contact. "Can you withstand my vagina muscle?" "Try me," he said and winced as she tightened her grip around him almost vice-like. "How is it?" "Incredible," he said gruffly. A Fluttering Wildflower Ch. 03 "How about this?" she said extending her legs so one foot was beside his head and the other was down by his knee like a semi-split. A Britney Spears specialty. "Oh God!" Alfie didn't know what hit him but it was an orgasmic grip. The pressure was so great, so incredibly tight that she was pumping it all out of him in one fell swoop. Ahhh, He remembered his stint at the fight club. He must come out the winner. He rolled over on top of her and she was back underneath him. He balanced his body with his forearms so his hands were free. He placed his bear paws on her cleavage and squeezed her breasts each time he thrusts. He made his thrusts torturously slow, making every sensation count. She loved it. And because it was a slow grind to heaven, she lightly scratched his butt in this missionary mambo. Furthermore she grabbed it and moved his cheeks in sensuous circles. "Ughh, ahhh, ahhh," Both were moaning alternately their bodies enraptured by ecstatic bliss. They moved in perfect rhythm, their bodies fitting so well together. It was though they were made for this. Soon the two of them reached an explosive climax that for a second they were like deaf and blind. It was a great come, a beautiful happening that no amount of mind over matter could control. A Fluttering Wildflower Ch. 04 Morning came and it was Gina who woke up first. Alfie was snuggled by her. She carefully lifted his arm that enfolded her and stepped out of the bed. She flung in his long sleeved white shirt and padded to the bathroom. A note was taped on the mirror that read: 27 Oct, 04 Hi G, Chris and I woke up ahead of you and took the liberty of taking some coffee and cheese bread and papaya. We've gone for our job interview appointments. I know you and Alfie were up all night so we didn't bother to wake you up. We had a blast like our first honeymoon. I hope you'll feel wonderful when you wake up. See you later. Say hi to Alf for me and pinch his cute ass for me too. With best of the best pleasure, Lara Gina came back to the room and Alfie was awakened. She sat at the corner of the bed facing him. "Morning sweetheart, I got a note from Lara. I'm gonna read it to you." She read the letter propping up one foot on the bed exposing all her private parts through the open gauze shirt. Alfie stared and immediately felt a tug in his manhood and a flutter in the pit of his stomach. "Hey, they have been here for less than 24 hours and Lara fixated on your ass," she said scratching her pussy absentmindedly with her fingernails. "Oh god Gina you're so beautiful, you know that, huh?" He said looking at her finger swirling across the fuzz making the U-shaped lips move as if they're chewing a gum.. "Hey, big boy what can you say to that?" "What?" "Lara's comment about your ass." "Tell her she's got a cute ass also and to make Chris pinch it for me too." "Oh my god look at that," she said gazing at his erection. Is that a morning flag ceremony or you're just glad to see me here in you bed?" "Ask him he could spit for himself" "Come here big boy, come here." "Haven't I come enough?" He said moving to her on his knees. She held his cock against his body and run her nose along the underside. "It smells like a wanton pussy," she said. "Who's the lucky girl who got laid last night?" "C'mon tell me," she urged then reached under her pussy and greased her hand with her girly juice so he could stroke him with ease. "Turn your back to me," she ordered and pinched his ass. "That's for Lara. Now this is for me," she said and started to nibble and bite the flesh of his butt while stroking him from behind. OH, he felt he was masturbating himself only with a different hand. Gina was so good, she knew how to pleasure him, even flicking out her thumb between the top neck and ridge of his bell. That even made it harder. "Oh...Lord...oh...! "Are you moaning or praying?" She entered her head between his thighs and licked his balls as she pumped him. "Tell me who got laid last night?" . "Some insatiable girl whose initial letters are G and L. G stands for Great and L for Lay." Gina chuckled. "And the name Alfie stands for A Life if you interchange some letters. It means alive and happy if you get the rhyme. And Romano sounds like a god, a centurion, Romulus with a thick cock and a permanent hard-on, how about that uh?" she asked and then licked more of his balls underneath as she quickened her stroke. "Oww!!!!" It's all he could utter. Speaking of names, I should give a name to your cock. My full name is Georgina Hutton Lauren. Perhaps I should call your cock Georgie Porgie. How's that?" she asked and didn't wait for his answer but licked again that spot before his balls. "My grandmother said before that if you gave a name to anything then that it is already yours. "So your cock is now mine." "Come to me, come some ....comma comma comma cum a ...million," she said earnestly mimicking the melody of Karma Chameleon, (a Boy George number) speeding the rhythm of her stroke while cupping his balls. "Oh god, oh," Alfie grunted and groan and winced. "Turn around and come to my face." "Oh, life's salty spurts!" she exclaimed as his squirting come rained upon her face. "Oh they're like summer rain. They're not as thick as last night's," she said as she felt them on her face with her fingers. She sucked one of her fingers. "Hmmm, you get sweeter all the time! I should have used this to cream my coffee. You're delicious Alfie, you know that? And gorgeous too," she added hugging him tight to her. "How many condoms did you use last night?" "Oh god, who's counting?" "Tell me how many?" Alfie was panting. "What?" "Wait. I'm still counting." "You bastard." She said with gritting teeth as she shook his softening dick to the left and to the right. "I think we've completed the rainbow colors." "Gosh I gotta order a larger box," she said ruminating. "How long will that last?" "A couple of days maybe," she replied "Oh with that I can see myself crawling in my room like a survivor from Azcaban." "Funnee!" she giggled. "And I'm on your back, riding like Godiva slaving on you. Will you throw me out if I do that?" "Would I still have the energy? What time is it?" "It's almost 12 noon." "Oh my god I have to water the eggplants!" "Eggplant my ass. Want me to water your eggplant. I'm gonna pee! Pee is good for the eggplant, it grows bigger. C'mon let's pee at each other first in the bathroom and find out who can make the perfect arc." "Oh god I didn't know you're such a pervert," Alfie exclaimed. "You're more pervert than a priest." "And you're sluttier than a nun in St. Cecilia." She laughed aloud. "Hey let's keep our dirty mouths here in your bedroom." "You want to taste an unwashed pussy?" she asked kneeling over his face. "Eat me out, Alfie just like you did last night. Please..." Alfie lay on a double pillow and held her twin lips open and worked his weary tongue into her steamy velvety seam. "How does my unwashed pussy taste?" "Like rubber," he replied. "Oh...Oh..be...cos...you burned so much rubbers in there la...last ...night." She giggled "Oooooh...oOO, oh I like that....Oh god I like the way you diddle my...ohh...ohhh I 'm gonna come fast with that...Oh...ah...ah...ahhhhhhhh! Her climax screeched. Huff-huff-huff. After her rip-roaring climax Alfie saw her juice streamed down her inner thigh and his mug was drenched. "Gina, you're a human Niagara Falls." "One of the great wonders of the world," she said. "Alfie look at all the puddle mark of sex on your bed. Don't worry I'll clean them up later. Let's go to the bathroom now, do our pee game and then take a nice soak in the tub. And do your eggplant chore while I rustle up some good hearty breakfast for the king. How's that, lover boy?" "Very admirable indeed!" he said and slapped and kissed her fabulous butt. "Hey Alfie! Do you think Lara and Chris soiled my bedsheet like this?" "Why don't you find out?" "Hey Alfie, I have an idea. Next time I want you to act as a manic priest, a rapist, a pervert, a sexually deprived Michael Douglas tearing my clothes off and banging me against the wall. Can you do that?" "Okay, next month." "WHAT??? That long? I have a long list of fantasy." '"Say why don't you stay in my room and we'll convert your room into our office after Lara and Chris leave?" "Good idea. So now we won't split the rent?" Gina said eyes probing. "Yeah, now it's all on me. You little rascal. You got me on that one." Gina chuckled.