Summer pt. 2
Posted Sun May 25, 2008 03:57 AM
Summer pt. 2
The second day on our vacation was to be perfect.
After Marie had gone I had quickly gotten myself into a pair of shorts and was headed for the beach. I had put my mind to making this night a special one, so I wanted to take a trip down town to get some inspiration.
When I came down to the beach, the guys had already settled on a nice spot in the sun and were chatting. I sat down among them and was hastily put on the wrong end of an interrogation. Why my smile was so cocky, why the bath took so long, if I had anything to share and all that. I decided I might as well go for the bonus in sharing, so now that the mood was set, I told them what I had experienced. They were all sitting in the sand gently bobbing their heads against the weak breeze that occasionally would steal the attention with a bit of chills to it. One of them actually parted his lips as my story unravelled.
When they had heard my story, they rushed to agree with giving me some privacy later that night around 9. Two of the others actually also had something in mind for that evening. I glanced at the quiet chef in the group before patting him on the back and getting up. We went over for some ice cream, where he made it clear that he was a bit disappointed with the way the evening was looking, but it would be fine. So when we got back to the others we agreed on having dinner together tonight and to go to town all together the next day.
A pause followed as we all sat there admiring the waves in the sea. I sank into my thoughts of Marie.
After a couple of hours I got up and went back towards the house. I cut through the long and sharp grass to take a little detour. When I had been walking for a bit a beautiful hand-made fence appeared on the right side of the path, hiding behind it an old couple having lunch on their porch as I learned when curiosity made me jump from my toes to get a look. I smiled to myself and felt that I was also getting a bit hungry, so I increased my pace a bit and continued down the path to get home. I ended up an entirely different place from where I thought I would end. The dirt path lead up to the main road. I went back along the main road, and with the almost non-existent traffic I could easily let my thoughts loose. Marie once again occupied my mind. I longed for a feel of her breasts. I could see how she had been standing there bending over but I didnít give her what she wanted. Satisfaction once again rose up inside me and I was happy with the fact that I had made her wait. She had to build up some expectations to what I could think of doing to her. Loads of ideas sprung to mind. She had to moan for me. She had to beg for me to do what it was that I so desperately wanted to do. I wanted to feel her lust, her craving, and her desire and only then would I unleash my furious need for her body.
These thoughts were so consuming that I didnít even notice that some one called out to me. Only when a skinny hand grabbed mine did I turn myself around and wipe my smile off. A girl, probably around my own age, was standing there, smiling a shy smile to me. I asked her, in a gentle way, what she wanted, and apparently she had been in the middle of a discussion about initiation, and she had made a bet as to whether or not she would dare run up to the next guy that they saw from their porch and invite him to lunch. A great smile told her that I accepted this invitation. After taking two steps I noticed that she was still holding my hand. Gently I squeezed her hand to make her notice this, and she abruptly took her hand back and looked away. I continued smiling and occasionally cast an interested look at her. She was a skinny girl with dark red hair and an ordinary white skin colour. We ended up at a table with two of her friends who were discussing random topics in a lively way. I sat down and accepted what they offered me to eat. They had toasted some bread, prepared some vegetables and fried some bacon so we ended up with some nice home made sandwiches.
When we were done eating I noticed that this girl who had invited me in was gaining a slight red colour to her cheeks. Her friends had been right. She probably had to muster quite some determination to go and throw me an invite like that.
The rest of the day was spent on my book. I was in the middle of a novel, and I felt I had developed a nice plot. Occasionally I would daze away and Marie would ruin my brain storm.
Dinner ended up being Chinese so the chef had to explain himself. He had apparently met the girl I ate lunch with a couple of hours after I went home from her place and he had asked her out. The toast was dedicated to a good night to all.
The clock was closing in on 9 when I put on my jeans and a nice shirt. My mind had no rest. My thoughts were driving my crazy. I never actually went to town, so I would just have to improvise and make the best of it. The final two minutes before 9 was spent one single step away from the door. I was obviously looking forward to seeing her again. When the knock finally hit the door I held my breath for about ten seconds before opening the door. I had to blink a couple of times to really focus when I saw her. In my mind she reflected the light from the sunset. Her cheeks had colour and her smile was beautiful. I leaned in and kissed her and when she kissed back the heat got me. Closing the door behind her, I lead her into the living room. One hand on gracing her belly I kissed her again. She was incredibly beautiful to me and I could barely have taken more pleasure than when I softly brushed my fingertips up her body, gently complimenting the breasts, and ending up running my fingers through her thick dark hair while kissing her intently. As I leaned back I let my hand fall down behind her, very slowly feeling her backside, pulling it to me and ending up having it places on her leg. She had had her hand places on my chest, but now she was leading it down, a few fingers up under my shirt and then the whole hand. Her touch on my skin made me let out a silent moan. It didnít take long before I felt the reaction. I grabbed her body and pressed it against mine, while I could feel the blood rushing inside me. My jeans were too tight to cover anything, so when she looked into my eyes to follow them, she gave me a crooked smile concealing none of her thoughts. When she said that she was looking forward to experiencing me, I raised my eyebrows and smiled back. My fingertips were now caressing her inner thigh. Back and forth. She had spread her legs a tiny bit to make room for this. With my free hand I slowly grabbed her breast, and then she put her one leg over mine, thus spreading her own even more. Then I decided to show her how much I wanted her, so I grabbed her with my arms and carried her to my bedroom, putting her down on my bed and undressing her Ė bit by bit. No exotic little detail of clothing left in the end. She was naked on my bed, and I had never seen anything more beautiful. I didnít see her breasts the first time, so now that I had full view of what I had missed I knew not how to express this admiration. I simply could not get enough of her. I felt her breasts, her thighs and her butt, and I was still craving to explore more of her. I had gotten undressed and was now lying next to her. After brushing the backside of her hand against my cheek, she went for it in a calm orderly fashion. I let out a not so silent moan when she started feeling me. She wanted to grab me and stimulate me in this way but I took her hand and placed it with the other hand above her head. I rolled a bit so I was positioned with my upper body above hers but still lying next to her. Kissing her in a demanding way made her roll her eyes. I went for her collarbone and starting kissing her neck afterwards. My tongue got her nipples good and wet, and before I went any further I had to squeeze them with my fingertips just to harden them. When they were hard enough I bit them extremely gently with my teeth. Hard and throbbing would be a good description of me right now. Before I continued down south, my free hand was exploring the rest of her body. But when I went on, I let my tongue draw a wet track from her belly. When I looked up I saw that she had a pillow pressed against her face as I was teasing her. Occasionally I heard the little sound it makes when teeth let go of cloth.
I was licking, caressing, feeling and sucking both her inner thighs - playing with my tongue in a way that made her mind spin. She gasped as she was trying to sneak a hand past me, but I was quick and snatched it in my grip, before returning it to the pillow. I kept going like this, because I wanted her to moan and to gasp. I wanted to drive her crazy. So I dragged my wet tongue up to her climax, over her opening and up to her clit. As I started to flick her clit with my tongue I could hear the effect. She loved this and it was all she had waited for Ė stimulation. When I grabbed her clit easily with my lips and started sucking on it, she almost screamed. I knew she was almost there. The first time she would come tonight was about to happen. I was excited, but not as excited as her. She needed this now, and I took pleasure in not finishing her yet. She wanted it, and I enjoyed taking it away. It was my pleasure to make it last, to make her grab my hair press herself into my mouth, leaving me with no choice but to grab her wrist and remove her hand from my hair. When I finally gave her the stimulation she needed to come, she exclaimed how she wanted me to take her and use her. She came in a rush of an orgasm and got even more wet than she already was. When she let go of the pillow, it was only to bite her lip as to keep from screaming. After she had come I got up on my knees and told her to turn around and get down on all four. She was quick to respond with obedience. And when she was in position and ran a finger up her one leg gathering a bit of juice for myself to taste. While I did this I moved myself so the tip was actually touching her. Her impatience was noticeable, she started leaning backwards to make me penetrate her. But I would not go for that. As I have already stated, this was meant to make her desperate Ė so I smacked her right butt cheek with a flat hand as a warning. She put her forehead in her hands and started weeping that I should take her and exploit her, she just wanted to be fucked.
So when I gave into her wish and my desire, it was with a calm touch, but a burning lust. I could feel her heat and her saturation. I penetrated her very slowly so both she and I could enjoy the best of it. When I had my full length inside her, I could not resist - scratching her back with my nails as I pulled back out. Very cautiously I started taking her again Ė and again. Slow at first, then speeding up a bit. Just a little bit, nothing that would be as hard as I wanted it to get later on. This was making my lips part. The way I stimulated myself in her when taking her like this was immense. My foreskin was pulled back and forth inside her, and I had to moan when this kept going, because I did keep going. She wanted it, I wanted it. It was amazing how I didnít even realize it before I was taking her in such a pace that she was almost definitely about to scream out her second orgasm. She wanted to be fucked and she got it all. I grabbed her hair as I trust myself up inside again and again. Reaching for the pillow she started moaning again. Aside from the fact that she contracted around me, I knew I had given her another orgasm because instead of pulling the pillow to her so she could bite it, her arm just stretched with the pillow in a tight grip as she came. She was silent for more than ten seconds but I didnít want it to end, so I kept going. I was getting closer as well now, so I kept thrusting myself up inside her because I wanted to be able to give her my cum. I could see it before me while I was taking her from behind. I could imagine how I would blow my load in a specific way. And before I knew it she started moaning again and again. Minutes had passed and my muscles were getting sore, but I didnít notice it because of the pleasure I had felt by just penetrating her time and time again. When she came the third time she screamed. She screamed into the pillow and nothing in particular. Just satisfaction manifested through sound.
I had built myself up too far to stop now, so I pushed her down. She was lying flat on her stomach face down but still getting me thrust up inside her. I was now restraining myself to staying deep inside her but massaging me and her in a speedy fashion. Again she rose quickly. She was moaning again, but this time not alone. I was moaning with her. Letting loose all my energies now that I could feel the sperm leaving my sack. I felt it rush through me along side the veins full of warm blood, and when I leaned back my head and blew my entire load half inside her half all over her butt, I didnít even register that she had come as well. I only knew because her mouth was now open and she wasnít really breathing much.
I complimented her as I lay down besides her, telling her how amazing it had been and how much I had enjoyed it.
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I wont reveal that.
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