Chapter Two

"Oh God, I love riding you like this !"My beautiful groom-to-be Queen Isabella was seated on top of me, grinding her clit on my groin. Her big, beautiful brown eye were boring into me. She was sitting up, rocking back and Forth River and up and down, covering me with her wetness."Am I wet enough for you baby ?"

I have the keen woman in the populace. And she's all mine.

"God, yes."I did do it how wet she got for me. She wasn't a water gun, like you see in pornos, but she did effusion when she came. A flood of her vaginal fluids would cover me and I would feel it drip down my testicle firing and along the inside my thigh. Afterwards we would need a full size bath towel to clean up and the bed would be soaking wet. She told me that it had never happened before until we met.

She reached up and ran her finger's breadth through her chummy blonde pilus and then back down to her perfectly shaped C cup knocker. Pinching her nipples and getting them even harder.

"I love you baby. I never want to arrest fucking you."She said, speeding up her gyrations.

She is the perfect tense woman. Fulfils every sexual desire I could make. I was extremely lucky to give such a good adult female in my bed wearing the anchor ring I had given her.

She gently slapped me in the nerve."severalise me you love me."

"You're the expert baby. I love you."I loved the beginning of the trickle of juice that were coming out of her. The wet, swampy phone of our common soldier region slamming into each other. Our headboard was rhythmically beating against the wall.

She leaned over, her hair cascading around both our faces as she hungrily kissed me. I pulled her closer to me and her lips started kissing my neck opening. I was able to piston in and out of her better in this side. She stopped grinding on me and let me make out her as fast and hard as I could.

"Ohhhh. God, baby. I'm going to cum ! !"This is when that trickle of fluids becomes Thomas More of a torrent. I kept hammering her as her orgasm started to overtake her. Her breathing in my ear was getting heavier and more uneven. She let out a long cry as I felt the first undulation of her juice start drenching me.

I kept it up. Harder and faster into her from underneath. More succus, more than wetness. Harder, faster …

She collapsed a bit, exhausted. It felt so incredible, feeling her soaking wet pussy clamped down on me as she ever so slowly started to go back from her orgasm. She started slowing moving her hips again. I

She looked at me with her big, beautiful Brown eyes, her mouth, which had been in an"O"shape turned into a beautiful grin."Oh … you're so proficient. So, so good."She whispered as she gave me a devilish look. ‘ What do you want, baby ? I want to make you cum …"

"Just don't … stop."The feeling of her cumming all over me was bringing me to the brink. I loved her dearly and just wanted to share all my cum with her.

Queen Isabella started moving up and down on my intemperately dick again. Her manus pressed into my chest for support."Where do you want to cum ? Are you going to cum in me ? commit me your baby ?"

That was more of a role playing plot we played. She was on birth ascendancy, but we both had fantasies of getting her pregnant.

I shook my head teacher as she started moving faster.

"You want to cum on my mamilla ? Is that what you like ?"She had staring fucking tits, and when she said this she used both hands to squeeze them together.

"I'm going to cum in your mouth."I told her, my own respiration becoming more than ragged.

At that, she closed her eyes and I could picture my throbbing peter going in between her sass and letting all my cum spurt out into her mouth.

"Fuck ! Baby ! I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum !"She scampered off my cock and immediately took it in her mouth. With her hand she started stroking me until I thrust into her and started to unleash my seed.

She pulled up a bit, keeping my hammer tip in between her rim as I fired rope after rope of hot cum into her eager mouth. She moaned passionately on my dick.

I fell back into the bed while she stayed in placement, milking out every close drop cloth of cum from my deflating and sensitive cock.

She looked up at me, with my dick still in her mouth before pulling off and showing me my cum in her oral fissure. In one swallow it was gone.

God I love that woman.

She was blissfully fulfilled as she cuddled up succeeding to me."perfect tense way to start the day."

"Better than wheaties."I replied, closing my eyes.

We laid there for a few bit. Trying to sort through the post-coital blissfulness to centre on the upcoming day. It was a William Ashley Sunday and a beautiful, if cold day at that. Just a few Clarence Day before Christmastide, this was the case of activity that was keeping our stress level low and our relationship happy.

Isabella the Catholic kept me so completely sexually fulfilled, yet I often wondered ( and fantasized ) about Ronnie, that young girl I had met and deflowered over the course of study of a duad hours respective months ago. Who was that man who did that ? What kind of beast lived inside of me ? Would that darkness show up again ?

Slowly, my bride-to-be and I got up and took a exhibitor together. Feeling our meld bodily fluids wash off under the hot shower. I playfully slapped her ass, she kissed me and washed my rachis. When we got out we dressed. I was set before her, of course.

"Don't forget I'm having lunch with your mother today."She called from the bathroom as I sat on the bed waiting.

"I know sweetie. Let me live if she drops any soupcon for what she would want for Christmas."I said.

"You haven't gotten her anything yet ?"

"No. I'm missing quite a few gifts for the household. Just need something worthy and not … horrible."

"Like the ‘ neck massager'you got your niece close twelvemonth ?"She said, laughing from the bathroom.

I groaned. The vibrator jokes started from my house immediately upon my 15 year old niece opening it and we had both just turned red out of embarrassment.

"Yeah. Bad conclusion on my part."I called back to her

Once we were ready, we got into our separate cars and drove to the local mall. acerate leaf say it was extremely packed, even at 10am on. Sunday morning. It took me a few minutes to park and then a few minutes more to get hold Isabella the Catholic. We shopped for a while, stopped for a burnt umber and a Taiwanese massage.

After a patch, it was prison term for Isabella to pull up stakes. We were walking to the going so I could see her to her car while I remained at the mall to finish shopping.

That's when I heard it.

"Jim ! JIM ! !"I didn't turn around, as my name wasn't Jim, but I recognized the voice. It was the voice of the demon inside me who reminded me of my poor conclusion."Uncle Jim ?"

Isabella I and I turned together, and sure enough, there was Ronnie. Cute as ever. Not even 5 ft tall, dressed in a short skirt with marvelous kicking and a White River push button down blouse. Her brown hairsbreadth tied up in a ponytail that was draped around her shoulder.

"Uncle Jim !"She said again, leaping into my arms. I was stunned. I looked over at Queen Isabella who had a bemused look on her typeface. I didn't know what to say.

Ronnie broke the embrace and looked over at Isabella.

"Uh … Ronnie … this is my fiancee, Isabella."I said carefully. Ronnie extended her manus cheerfully."Isabella I, this is Ronnie … she's … a friend … of Jaime's."Jaime is my 15 year old niece.

Queen Isabella is extraordinarily witching and took Ronnie's hand and complimented her on her boots and style.

Ronnie thanked her before playfully slapping me on the arm,"I didn't know you were getting tie !"

"Yeah … !"I smiled, but my interior were doing somersaulting, my face was getting hot and my head was moving a yard miles a minute.

"You simply must come to the marriage ceremony ! Give ‘ Uncle Jim'your address and we'll send you an invitation !"typical Isabella I. Our $ 25,000 nuptials budget had already been doubled and she was intent on everyone being there -- regardless of the connection to the bride and groom.

Ronnie squealed."I'd love that ! I love nuptials !"She did a pocket-size jump.

"fountainhead I must be going. I can walk myself to the car, dear. You two catch up. I'll see you at the house."Isabella the Catholic kissed me and walked out the threshold, leaving me … utterly confused.

"Ugh ! I can't believe you're getting get married !"Ronnie was still smiling.

"Ronnie … I … what are you doing here ?"

"Probably the Lapp thing you are -- Shopping."She rolled her eyes a bit, but she seemed genuinely glad to see me.

"Yeah. Um … Great to see you !"I gave her a sidewise hug.

"I didn't think I would ever see you again and here you are. I'm so felicitous !"She parried my sideways hug with a wide-cut embrace. Mall consumers were glancing at us before resuming their frantic shopping."Should we get coffee ?"

"Coffee ?"I asked, as if I had no estimate what that was. My head was failing me.

"Yes. deep brown. fascinate up. How you been ?"She grabbed my bridge player and started walking me towards … somewhere.

"trade good. Good."I wasn't indisputable what we would catch up on, exactly.

"You're getting married ! Gosh !"

"Yep."I'm usually more phrase than this.

"Have you been to the Daily Grind ? They have the honest coffee here."

"Um, sure. Yeah."

Ronnie was jibber jabbering about the shopping mall and shopping while we waited in crinkle and I paid for our coffees. She ordered chocolate something or former with just a splattering of coffee. Something a teenager would drink just to seem like more of an adult. We sat down at the merely available table in the crowded shop. I sat succeeding to her in eccentric people overheard anything.

"So … I got to state you. When we met …"Ronnie started, before looking around to make sure enough we weren't overheard."That was so … so … hot."

"You … you're okay with everything that happened ?"I was stunned.

"Oh my god, yes. Weren't you ?"

What a debase question. I didn't know how to do it. A yes meant that I wanted to do it again …

"Yes."

Her smile grew even adult and mine mirrored hers. I couldn't control myself around this missy. Her aspect was so destitute, her trunk was so little and tight and her attitude … I just loved it.

Just as fast as that smile grew, it faded."But you left me."

I was feeling her tone. I felt like an asshole.

"I know. I don't know what to say. I'm sorry."

"You should be ! You had just …"She leaned closer."You had just taken my virginity, you know."

"I don't know what to say Ronnie. You deserve sound than that."I looked down and my feelings of guilt trip came roaring back.

She didn't say anything for a moment. We both thought back to the pool and the terminal few instant we had spent together -- me cumming in her and then deciding that I had gone too far and leaving her there alone.

"I'm sorry too."

I lifted my read/write head to look at her."Sorry for what ?"

"I …"She looked as if she was about to cry."I don't know why I did it, but I took your money."

I knew she had, of trend. But I figured I would never see her again and it was a small price to pay for what had happened.

"Oh … that. Don't worry about that."

"Do you desire me to pay you back ?"

"No … no. It was … a gift."It wasn't a giving at all, the little thief took it. I smiled."A $ 400 gift."

"$ 324, actually. I feel bad. I want to pay you back."She looked absolutely adorable when she was remorseful.

"Ronnie, really. Don't trouble about it."I waved her off.

Another moment of muteness while we sipped our drinks.

"Your fiance is very pretty."

This was awkward."Yes. Thank you."

"Does she … do things for you ?"The implication was clear.

"Yes … we … have a very healthy … sex life."

She grinned her goofy grin."best than ours ?"

I laughed nervously."You and I don't have one."

"Ouch, Jim. Ouch."She feigned to be hurt, her script going to her nub. My eyes went to her tit.

I had gotten away with cheating on my thoroughgoing fiance with an underage girl once … by the free grace of God. What was I doing tempting lot again ?

But Ronnie was so ... sexy. She was mature for her age … I think … or was I justifying to myself why I should do this again ? I wanted her again. And again after that. I wanted to smack her, kiss her, show her the world.

The head was out of my mouth before I really considered the implications.

"How old are you, Ronnie ?"

"Me ? I'm 16 … how old did you think I was ?"

At once, I felt relieved and guilty again. I had thought Ronnie was closer to 13 than 16. But it also confirmed that which I already knew -- that she wasn't 18.

"20, 22."I smiled.

"Is my age going to be a job for us ?"Again, she implied this was something … more. Scary.

"No, of course not."

"Good."Her grin was infectious. She had so practically vigor."What should we do next ?"

We got up, and again Ronnie took my hand and took the lead. I loved watching her hips careen in her short wench and the kick made her a good 3 column inch taller. Every so often she would count back at me and smile and I would melt a little more.

We stopped in front of Forever 21 and she was positively light-headed, telling me what a big store it was and how much she loved it. We went inside and she immediately started browsing and asking my opinion on every clause of clothing she held up to herself. She wanted … everything.

There was one crown that she absolutely loved. It was $ 200."testament you buy it for me ?"She asked in a joking manner.

"Of course."I blurted. I told you I couldn't ascendency myself with her.

She thought I was joking, but I wasn't. She insisted it was too much, I insisted on buying it. I took it from her and marched to the checkout. We exited together and Ronnie leaned up and kissed me full on the lips."Thank you !"

My gumshoe had never been harder.

Maybe I felt guilty about how I took her virginity from her -- the circumstances and the personal manner. Maybe I was trying to assuage my own guilt about the situation. But that's how our good afternoon went. We went to stores and she would pick out a few things that she"loved"and I would buy it for her.

It was our own"Pretty Woman"moment.

The center closes at 6, but at 5 we were still shopping. She would conduct a clump of dress into the dressing room and issue forth out and mannikin for me.

It was great. At one decimal point Ronnie started dancing and gyrating like she was a stipper, even flipping up her annulus to show me her pinkish panty. She also tried to range my dick when she could. Acting like she was reaching for one of her bags, but it was just an alibi. Every meter she did it, she would look at me with her brilliant smile to judge my reaction.

The sexual palpitation was through the roof. I wanted her even more than I did at the consortium. I had to have her and she knew it. She loved teasing me.

I forget which store we were at, but it was a bit quieter than the others. I was sitting down outside the dressing elbow room while she took her time getting dressed and modeling for me.

She poked her foreland out.

"Jim, can you come in here for a second ?"

I was out of my rump in a hot second. I looked for an companion in the store, and after not seeing one walked into the fertilization way with her.

"What do you recall ?"She was wearing a gorgeous red dress that hung on one shoulder. Her modest breasts were nearly spilling out of the front and it curved her consistence perfectly. It ended at a brusk slant, showing off her flimsy, consummate legs.

"It's beautiful. I … love it. You should definitely get that."

She looked at me with sodding sex in her centre. She sauntered over to me and kissed me on the mouth. I took her small body and pulled her closer to me, kissing her harder. The all day of sexual frustrations with her were coming to a peak.

Our natural language danced, our lips crushed against each others and our body tried desperately to get ever airless to one another.

She jumped into my weapons system, climbing me almost. Her headspring was over mine and she took my face in her hands slobbered her kisses on me. I turned her around and pinned her against the wall. I could feel the warmth from her snatch on me. She bit my lip and I turned her and pinned her against the other wall.

She brings out such heat from me. Passion I never felt before. lecherousness on a scale of measurement that you can't imagine. It wasn't her age, or her minuscule lithe organic structure. It was her. Her smile, her olfactory property, her jape and her attitude.

I needed her right then.

My mitt moved underneath her can and I started to lift her higher. I think she got the approximation, because her leg swung over my shoulder. I lifted her from the early side and her panties were right in front of my face.

She reached down and grabbed the binding of my head and moved me even closer to her snatch. I started breathing heavily on her scanty, using my nose to nudge her clit.

Ronnie was soaking wet. She kept her grip on the back of my head and balanced herself so she could use her early hand to push her scanty to the side.

I couldn't see much as my principal was under the dress that we hadn't paid for yet, but I smelled her perfect teenaged puss. I extended my clapper and tasted her for the number 1 time.

She tasted so sweet, so pure and complete. It took all of my will power not to overwhelm her by clamping my mouth on her pussy. I did my best to tease her. I licked along one side, then the other. I used the very tip of my lingua to thrash from her burning hot vagina to her clit.

She moaned loudly and I reached up and gave her a quick slap to shut out her up before she attracted unwanted attention to our dressing stall.

I plunged my spit into her. Her kitty was almost too tight. I could barely get my tongue More than an inch in her. I felt her hairgrip on my head tighten considerably. Her entirely body tensed and I could hear her ragged breathing and lull whimpering.

What a perfect twat. I absolutely devoured it, I savored it. I reached up and managed to get function of my middle finger into her and she let out a squeal. I slapped her second joint again to shush her.

I couldn't breath, but I didn't charge. My fingers were in this beautiful girl and my natural language was giving her pleasance. I flicked my tongue on her button and felt her leg drag me even closer into her.

Ronnie's small physical structure was quivering and shaking. Her orgasm was just starting as I pressed into her with renewed vigour. I was licking her clitoris like a boxer on a velocity bag and her body seemed to get tenser and tenser.

She finally exploded and cried out. Her grip on my headland loosened and she started to push my oral sex away from her thighs. She was breathing heavily as I started to set her Down, with a speedy buss on her way back to the floor.

My face was covered in her wetness. I was in out-and-out heaven and was as hornlike as I have ever been in my life.

She straightened her garb a bit and started fixing her hair in the mirror.

"So you like the attire ?"She asked, nonchalantly, tucking her hair behind her ear. I even loved her ears.

I had an excruciating pratfall in my pants."I love it."

"You think I should wear it on our appointment ?"

"date ?"I was confused, and … oh so horny.

"Yes."She continued, as she turned to face me. She undid her zipper and let the attire fall to the background, exposing herself in forepart of me for the first sentence.

"You want to go on a date ?"I was surprised my brain worked while I soaked in every morsel of her body.

"That's what mates do. They go out to dinners and pic. You know. Dates."She picked up her blouse and skirt and started putting them back on.

"Yeah. Of course. We can go on a date."I would say anything to this young woman. Absolutely anything.

She looked at me and beamed. She did her little jump and kissed me on the mouth."Oh yay !"She left, leaving me with the plenty of clothes, a red dress on the ground and a pathetic hard on that was very quickly leading to blue balls.

I got up, and stepped outside the dressing room to see Ronnie back to shopping like zero had happened.

I collected our purchase and went to the register to pay. I didn't know if any of the associate degree could smack the sex on me, or hear us in the dressing way. So I kept quiet and just gave my credit card.

Ronnie came back up to me as I was signing my gens. I covered my theme song, I didn't want her to know my name wasn't Jim. She took the customer written matter and wrote her phone number on it in battlefront of the cashier. She even put a little kernel over her"i ”.

She folded it up and handed to me with a knowing smiling before turning away and walking out of the store.

I picked up our bags and followed her.

We said our arrivederci, it turns out she had been at the center with some friends who she abandoned when she saw me and Isabella walking around and was now going to meet back up with them to go domicile.

The scathe was close to $ 1000 and Worth every penny.

I left and went home and fucked the shit out of Isabella. I pinned her to the wall and fucked her from behind. I left her with my cum dripping out of her puss as I hit the bed after a whirlwind day.

I thought of Ronnie and what my architectural plan were with her. I couldn't really keep chasing and fucking her, could I ? I got away with it once … why would I risk it again ?

sopor came peacefully despite my racing psyche and I dreamed of Ronnie and her perfect lips on mine ...