Chapter Two

"Oh God, I love riding you like this !"My beautiful fiance Isabella was seated on top of me, grinding her button on my groin. Her big, beautiful Brown eyes were boring into me. She was sitting up, rocking back and Forth and up and down, covering me with her wetness."Am I wet enough for you baby ?"

I have the greatest woman in the world. And she's all mine.

"God, yes."I did do it how wet she got for me. She wasn't a squirter, like you see in pornos, but she did gush when she came. A flood of her vaginal fluids would traverse me and I would feel it drip down my ball sackful and along the deep down my second joint. Afterwards we would necessitate a full size bath towel to scavenge 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 through her thick blonde hair and then back down to her perfectly shaped C cup chest. Pinching her nipples and getting them even harder.

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

She is the consummate fair sex. Fulfils every intimate desire I could have. I was extremely golden to cause such a estimable woman in my bed wearing the ring I had given her.

She gently slapped me in the face."Tell me you love me."

"You're the scoop baby. I love you."I loved the beginning of the dribble of juices that were coming out of her. The wet, sloppy audio of our private parts slamming into each other. Our headboard was rhythmically beating against the wall.

She leaned over, her hair's-breadth cascading around both our faces as she hungrily kissed me. I pulled her finisher to me and her backtalk started kissing my neck. I was able-bodied to piston in and out of her punter in this spot. She stopped grinding on me and let me get it on her as fast and hard as I could.

"Ohhhh. God, baby. I'm going to cum ! !"This is when that drip of fluids becomes more than of a flood. I kept hammering her as her climax started to overpower her. Her breathing in my ear was getting heavier and more than uneven. She let out a yearn cry as I felt the first undulation of her juices start drenching me.

I kept it up. Harder and faster into her from underneath. more juice, more 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 recover from her orgasm. She started slowing moving her hips again. I

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

"Just don't … stop."The touch sensation 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.

Isabella started moving up and down on my gruelling stopcock again. Her work force pressed into my chest for support."Where do you want to cum ? Are you going to cum in me ? Give me your baby ?"

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

I shook my head as she started moving faster.

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

"I'm going to cum in your mouth."I told her, my own breathing becoming More ragged.

At that, she closed her middle and I could envision my throbbing cock going in between her lips and letting all my cum squirt out into her mouth.

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

She pulled up a bit, keeping my cock tip in between her back talk as I fired forget me drug after rope of hot cum into her eagre mouth. She moaned passionately on my dick.

I fell back into the bed while she stayed in spot, milking out every last-place drib 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 rima oris. In one swallow it was gone.

God I love that woman.

She was blissfully fulfilled as she cuddled up next to me."hone way to jump the day."

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

We laid there for a few minutes. Trying to sort through the post-coital blissfulness to focus on the approaching day. It was a Sunday and a beautiful, if cold day at that. Just a few days before Christmas, this was the eccentric of activity that was keeping our stress point low and our human relationship happy.

Isabella 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 a duad minute several calendar month ago. Who was that man who did that ? What kind of beast lived inside of me ? Would that iniquity show up again ?

Slowly, my fiancee and I got up and took a cascade together. Feeling our mixed bodily fluids wash off under the hot shower. I playfully slapped her ass, she kissed me and washed my vertebral column. When we got out we dressed. I was ready before her, of course.

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

"I know sweetie. Let me know if she drops any breath 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 family. Just need something suitable and not … horrible."

"Like the ‘ neck opening massager'you got your niece last year ?"She said, laughing from the bathroom.

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

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

Once we were set up, we got into our separate cable car and drove to the local mall. acerate leaf say it was extremely packed, even at 10am on. Sunday morning. It took me a few minute to park and then a few minutes more to find Isabella. We shopped for a while, stopped for a java and a Formosan massage.

After a while, it was time for Isabella to leave. We were walking to the exit so I could escort her to her car while I remained at the shopping center 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 vocalisation. It was the voice of the demon inside me who reminded me of my poor decisions."Uncle Jim ?"

Isabella and I turned together, and sure enough, there was Ronnie. Cute as ever. Not even 5 metrical foot tall, dressed in a short skirt with marvellous boots and a Edward Douglas White Jr. clit down blouse. Her brown hair 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 Isabella who had a bemused smell on her look. 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 hand cheerfully."Isabella I, this is Ronnie … she's … a friend … of Jaime's."Jaime is my 15 year old niece.

Isabella I is extraordinarily capture and took Ronnie's handwriting 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 married !"

"Yeah … !"I smiled, but my insides were doing somersault, my face was getting hot and my brain was moving a thousand miles a minute.

"You simply must come to the wedding ! springiness ‘ Uncle Jim'your address and we'll send you an invitation !"Typical Queen Isabella. Our $ 25,000 wedding party 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 sexual love that ! I love hymeneals !"She did a pocket-size jump.

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

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

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

"Probably the Lapplander 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 sideways hug.

"I didn't think I would ever see you again and here you are. I'm so glad !"She parried my sideways hug with a full embracing. Mall consumers were glancing at us before resuming their frantic shopping."Should we get burnt umber ?"

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

"Yes. java. bewitch up. How you been ?"She grabbed my hand and started walking me towards … somewhere.

"trade good. Good."I wasn't for sure what we would take in up on, exactly.

"You're getting married ! Gosh !"

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

"Have you been to the Daily wonk ? They have the substantially java here."

"Um, sure. Yeah."

Ronnie was jibber jabbering about the mall and shopping while we waited in lineage and I paid for our coffees. She ordered hot chocolate something or other with just a splash of coffee tree. Something a adolescent would drink just to seem like more of an adult. We sat down at the only if usable table in the push shop. I sat succeeding to her in case people overheard anything.

"So … I got to secernate you. When we met …"Ronnie started, before looking around to constitute surely we weren't overheard."That was so … so … hot."

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

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

What a loaded interrogation. I didn't eff how to answer it. A yes meant that I wanted to do it again …

"Yes."

Her smiling grew even giving and mine mirrored hers. I couldn't ascendence myself around this girl. Her case was so innocent, her body was so small-scale and tight and her attitude … I just loved it.

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

I was feeling her feelings. 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 better than that."I looked down and my feelings of guilt came roaring back.

She didn't say anything for a instant. We both thought back to the kitty and the lastly few minute 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 mind 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 course. But I figured I would never see her again and it was a low 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 natural endowment 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 worry about it."I waved her off.

Another mo of silence while we sipped our drinks.

"Your fiance is very pretty."

This was awkward."Yes. Thank you."

"DOE she … do things for you ?"The conditional relation was clear.

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

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

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

"Ouch, Jim. Ouch."She feigned to be hurt, her hand going to her heart. My middle went to her breasts.

I had gotten away with cheating on my sodding fiance with an minor girl once … by the free grace of God. What was I doing tempting circumstances 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 taste her, kiss her, evince her the world.

The question 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 problem for us ?"Again, she implied this was something … more. Scary.

"No, of course not."

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

We got up, and again Ronnie took my hand and took the lead. I loved watching her rose hip sway in her short skirt and the boots made her a near 3 inches taller. Every so often she would attend back at me and smile and I would melt a piddling more.

We stopped in front of Forever 21 and she was positively silly, telling me what a big computer memory it was and how much she loved it. We went inside and she immediately started browsing and asking my opinion on every article of habiliment she held up to herself. She wanted … everything.

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

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

She thought I was joking, but I wasn't. She insisted it was too a good deal, 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 good on the sass."Thank you !"

My gumshoe had never been harder.

Maybe I felt hangdog about how I took her virginity from her -- the fate and the mode. Maybe I was trying to assuage my own guiltiness about the position. 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 shopping mall closes at 6, but at 5 we were still shopping. She would exact a bunch of clothes into the medical dressing way and derive out and model for me.

It was bully. At one power point Ronnie started dancing and gyrating like she was a stipper, even flipping up her dame to show me her pink panties. She also tried to graze my dick when she could. Acting like she was reaching for one of her grip, but it was just an excuse. Every meter she did it, she would look at me with her brilliant smile to gauge my reaction.

The sexual palpitation was through the roof. I wanted her even more than I did at the syndicate. 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 prison term getting dressed and modeling for me.

She poked her head out.

"Jim, can you occur in here for a minute ?"

I was out of my seat in a hot second. I looked for an associate degree in the store, and after not seeing one walked into the medical dressing room with her.

"What do you think ?"She was wearing a gorgeous red dress that hung on one shoulder joint. Her pocket-sized breasts were nearly spilling out of the social movement and it curved her body perfectly. It ended at a short pitch, showing off her melt off, gross legs.

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

She looked at me with pure sex in her eyes. She sauntered over to me and kissed me on the lips. I took her diminished body and pulled her closer to me, kissing her harder. The unhurt day of sexual foiling with her were coming to a peak.

Our knife danced, our lips crushed against each others and our bodies tried desperately to get ever near to one another.

She jumped into my arms, climbing me almost. Her brain was over mine and she took my face in her workforce slobbered her osculation on me. I turned her around and pinned her against the rampart. I could feel the heat from her pussycat on me. She bit my lip and I turned her and pinned her against the other wall.

She brings out such passion from me. cacoethes I never felt before. lust on a musical scale that you can't imagine. It wasn't her age, or her modest lithe body. It was her. Her grinning, her scent, her laugh and her attitude.

I needed her right then.

My hired man moved underneath her bum and I started to lift her high. I think she got the estimation, because her leg swung over my shoulder joint. I lifted her from the early side and her panties were right wing in straw man of my face.

She reached down and grabbed the spinal column of my head teacher and moved me even closer to her puss. I started breathing heavily on her panties, using my nose to nudge her clit.

Ronnie was soaking wet. She kept her travelling bag on the back of my head and balanced herself so she could use her other hand to push her panties to the side.

I couldn't see much as my straits was under the clothes that we hadn't paid for yet, but I smelled her arrant adolescent puss. I extended my spit and tasted her for the first time.

She tasted so sweet, so sodding and utter. It took all of my self-command not to overwhelm her by clamping my mouth on her twat. I did my best to bug her. I licked along one side, then the early. I used the very tip of my glossa to bat from her burning hot vagina to her clit.

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

I plunged my lingua into her. Her puss was almost too mean. I could barely get my knife more than an inch in her. I felt her traction on my head tighten considerably. Her whole body tensed and I could hear her vex breathing and repose whimpering.

What a perfect puss. I absolutely devoured it, I savored it. I reached up and managed to get voice of my midway finger into her and she let out a squeal. I slapped her thigh again to shush her.

I couldn't breath, but I didn't fear. My digit were in this beautiful girlfriend and my tongue was giving her pleasure. I flicked my tongue on her clitoris and felt her legs pull me even closer into her.

Ronnie's pocket-size body was quivering and shaking. Her orgasm was just starting as I pressed into her with renewed muscularity. I was licking her button like a boxer on a speed bag and her physical structure seemed to get tenser and tenser.

She finally exploded and cried out. Her grip on my head loosened and she started to push my heading away from her thighs. She was breathing heavily as I started to set her down feather, with a immediate kiss on her way back to the floor.

My face was covered in her wetness. I was in absolute heaven and was as horny as I have ever been in my life.

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

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

I had an agonizing boner in my knickers."I love it."

"You think I should fatigue it on our date ?"

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

"Yes."She continued, as she turned to face me. She undid her zip and let the clothes downfall to the ground, exposing herself in front of me for the first time.

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

"That's what couples do. They go out to dinner party and movies. 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 miss. Absolutely anything.

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

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

I collected our leverage and went to the register to pay. I didn't know if any of the associate could sense the sex on me, or learn us in the dressing way. So I kept tranquillise and just gave my credit rating card.

Ronnie came back up to me as I was signing my name. I covered my signature, I didn't want her to jazz my public figure wasn't Jim. She took the customer transcript and wrote her speech sound routine on it in front line of the cashier. She even put a little heart over her"i ”.

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

I picked up our bag and followed her.

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

The price was close to $ 1000 and worth every penny.

I left and went house and fucked the diddley out of Isabella. I pinned her to the bulwark and fucked her from behind. I left her with my cum dripping out of her pussy as I hit the bed after a whirlwind day.

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

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