Chapter Two

"Oh God, I love riding you like this !"My beautiful fiance Isabella the Catholic was seated on top of me, grinding her clit on my groin. Her big, beautiful dark-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 dandy cleaning woman in the world. And she's all mine.

"God, yes."I did love how wet she got for me. She wasn't a squirter, like you see in pornography, but she did gush when she came. A flood of her vaginal fluids would handle me and I would feel it drop down my ball sack and along the within my thighs. Afterwards we would want a total size bathing tub 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 fingers through her thick blonde whisker and then back down to her perfectly shaped C cup breasts. Pinching her nipples and getting them even harder.

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

She is the gross woman. Fulfils every sexual desire I could give birth. I was extremely lucky to take such a commodity woman in my bed wearing the ring I had given her.

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

"You're the trump baby. I love you."I loved the beginning of the trickle of juices that were coming out of her. The wet, sloppy sounds of our private role 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. I was capable to piston in and out of her better in this position. She stopped grinding on me and let me fuck her as fast and hard as I could.

"Ohhhh. God, baby. I'm going to cum ! !"This is when that trickle of fluids becomes more of a inundation. I kept hammering her as her orgasm started to pass her. Her breathing in my ear was getting heavier and more uneven. She let out a long cry as I felt the maiden moving ridge of her juices start drenching me.

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

She collapsed a bit, exhausted. It felt so unbelievable, feeling her soaking wet pussy clamped down on me as she ever so slowly started to recoup from her orgasm. She started slowing moving her rose hip again. I

She looked at me with her big, beautiful brown oculus, her mouth, which had been in an"O"embodiment turned into a beautiful smile."Oh … you're so good. So, so good."She whispered as she gave me a diabolic look. ‘ What do you desire, cocker ? I want to make you cum …"

"Just don't … stop."The feel 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 voiceless shaft again. Her manus pressed into my dresser for support."Where do you want to cum ? Are you going to cum in me ? Give me your sister ?"

That was more than of a role acting secret plan we played. She was on giving birth control, but we both had phantasy of getting her pregnant.

I shook my capitulum 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 squeeze them together.

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

At that, she closed her eyes and I could foresee my throbbing cock going in between her lips and letting all my cum spirt 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 backtalk. With her deal she started stroking me until I thrust into her and started to unleash my seed.

She pulled up a bit, keeping my cock tip in between her lips as I fired rope after R-2 of hot cum into her eager mouth. She moaned passionately on my dick.

I fell back into the bed while she stayed in position, milking out every last drop-off of cum from my deflating and spiritualist cock.

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

God I love that woman.

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

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

We laid there for a few minutes. Trying to screen out through the post-coital bliss to focalize on the upcoming day. It was a Sunday and a beautiful, if cold day at that. Just a few days before Christmas, this was the character of activity that was keeping our stress tier low and our relationship happy.

Isabella kept me so completely sexually fulfilled, yet I often wondered ( and fantasized ) about Ronnie, that young lady friend I had met and deflowered over the course of a span hours several 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 cascade together. Feeling our mixed bodily fluids wash off under the hot exhibitor. I playfully slapped her ass, she kissed me and washed my backrest. 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 bathroom as I sat on the bed waiting.

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

"You haven't gotten her anything yet ?"

"No. I'm missing quite a few giving for the kinsfolk. Just need something suitable and not … horrible."

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

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

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

Once we were make, we got into our part cable car and repel to the local mall. Needless say it was extremely packed, even at 10am on. Sunday sunup. It took me a few minutes to park and then a few minute of arc more to observe Isabella I. We shopped for a while, stopped for a coffee and a Taiwanese 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 mall to finish shopping.

That's when I heard it.

"Jim ! JIM ! !"I didn't play around, as my public figure wasn't Jim, but I recognized the voice. It was the voice of the daemon inside me who reminded me of my inadequate decisions."Uncle Jim ?"

Queen Isabella and I turned together, and sure enough enough, there was Ronnie. Cute as ever. Not even 5 foot tall, dressed in a abruptly wench with grandiloquent kick and a egg white push button 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 feeling on her face. I didn't know what to say.

Ronnie broke the embrace and looked over at Isabella.

"Uh … Ronnie … this is my bride-to-be, Isabella."I said carefully. Ronnie extended her mitt cheerfully."Isabella, this is Ronnie … she's … a friend … of Jaime's."Jaime is my 15 yr old niece.

Isabella is extraordinarily charming and took Ronnie's hand and complimented her on her boot 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 interior were doing somersaults, my face was getting hot and my brain was moving a thousand land mile a minute.

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

Ronnie squealed."I'd honey that ! I love nuptials !"She did a small jump.

"Well I must be going. I can take the air myself to the car, dear. You two overtake up. I'll see you at the house."Isabella I kissed me and walked out the doorway, 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 same thing you are -- Shopping."She rolled her eyeball a bit, but she seemed genuinely sword lily 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 glad !"She parried my sideways hug with a full embrace. shopping mall consumers were glancing at us before resuming their frenzied shopping."Should we get coffee ?"

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

"Yes. Coffee. Catch up. How you been ?"She grabbed my hired hand and started walking me towards … somewhere.

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

"You're getting conjoin ! Gosh !"

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

"wealthy person you been to the Daily nerd ? They have the upright coffee here."

"Um, sure. Yeah."

Ronnie was jibber jabbering about the shopping centre and shopping while we waited in line and I paid for our burnt umber. She ordered chocolate something or other with just a splash of java. Something a teenager would drink just to appear like Sir Thomas More of an adult. We sat down at the only available board in the herd workshop. I sat next to her in showcase people overheard anything.

"So … I got to assure you. When we met …"Ronnie started, before looking around to make indisputable 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 loaded head. I didn't know how to suffice it. A yes meant that I wanted to do it again …

"Yes."

Her smiling grew even openhanded and mine mirrored hers. I couldn't ascendence myself around this girl. Her typeface was so innocent, her trunk was so small and loaded and her attitude … I just loved it.

Just as fast as that smile 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 flavour of guilt feelings came roaring back.

She didn't say anything for a moment. We both thought back to the pool and the concluding few bit 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 forefront 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 row. 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 need me to pay you back ?"

"No … no. It was … a gift."It wasn't a 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 moment of quiet while we sipped our drinks.

"Your fiance is very pretty."

This was awkward."Yes. Thank you."

"Does she … do affair for you ?"The deduction was clear.

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

She grinned her goofy smile."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 sum. My eyes went to her breasts.

I had gotten away with cheating on my perfective fiance with an underage girl once … by the grace of God. What was I doing tempting fates 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, buss her, read her the world.

The question was out of my oral fissure 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 airless 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 line not."

"Good."Her smile was infectious. She had so a lot get-up-and-go."What should we do next ?"

We got up, and again Ronnie took my hand and took the lede. I loved watching her hips sway in her shortly skirt and the boots made her a good 3 inches taller. Every so often she would see back at me and grin and I would melt a slight more.

We stopped in front of Forever 21 and she was positively empty-headed, telling me what a great store it was and how a good deal she loved it. We went inside and she immediately started browsing and asking my view on every article of wearable 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 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 broad on the sassing."Thank you !"

My dick had never been harder.

Maybe I felt hangdog about how I took her virginity from her -- the setting and the manner. Maybe I was trying to quench my own guilt about the situation. But that's how our afternoon went. We went to stores and she would nibble out a few thing that she"loved"and I would buy it for her.

It was our own"Pretty adult female"moment.

The mall closes at 6, but at 5 we were still shopping. She would take a bunch of clothes into the bandaging way and get out and model for me.

It was great. At one point Ronnie started dancing and gyrating like she was a stipper, even flipping up her doll to show me her rap step-in. She also tried to pasture my dick when she could. Acting like she was reaching for one of her bags, but it was just an excuse. Every time she did it, she would look at me with her brilliant smile to gauge my reaction.

The intimate palpitation was through the roof. I wanted her even more than I did at the syndicate. I had to take 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 room while she took her clip getting dressed and modeling for me.

She poked her head out.

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

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

"What do you remember ?"She was wearing a gorgeous red dress that hung on one shoulder. Her low knocker were nearly spilling out of the front and it curved her body perfectly. It ended at a short slant, showing off her flimsy, utter legs.

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

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

Our tongues danced, our lips crushed against each others and our eubstance tried desperately to get ever closer to one another.

She jumped into my arms, climbing me almost. Her head was over mine and she took my brass in her manpower slobbered her kiss on me. I turned her around and pinned her against the wall. I could feel the heat from her pussy on me. She bit my lip and I turned her and pinned her against the other rampart.

She brings out such love from me. rage I never felt before. lustfulness on a scale that you can't imagine. It wasn't her age, or her pocket-size lithe consistency. It was her. Her smile, her olfactory property, her gag and her attitude.

I needed her right wing then.

My hand moved underneath her coffin nail and I started to lift her higher. I think she got the idea, because her leg swung over my articulatio humeri. I lifted her from the other side and her panty were aright in front of my face.

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

Ronnie was soaking wet. She kept her clutches on the back of my fountainhead and balanced herself so she could use her other handwriting to push her panty to the side.

I couldn't see much as my head was under the dress that we hadn't paid for yet, but I smelled her perfect teenage cunt. I extended my tongue and tasted her for the first time.

She tasted so sweet-flavored, so double-dyed and perfective. It took all of my willpower not to overwhelm her by clamping my mouth on her snatch. I did my salutary to tease her. I licked along one slope, then the early. I used the very tip of my knife to solve from her burning hot vagina to her clit.

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

I plunged my spit into her. Her pussy was almost too cockeyed. I could barely get my tongue More than an inch in her. I felt her grip on my headspring tighten considerably. Her totally body tensed and I could learn her lecture breathing and quiet whimpering.

What a stark pussy. I absolutely devoured it, I savored it. I reached up and managed to get voice of my middle fingerbreadth into her and she let out a squeal. I slapped her thigh again to shush her.

I couldn't breath, but I didn't care. My fingerbreadth were in this beautiful girl and my tongue was giving her pleasure. I flicked my knife on her clit and felt her legs pull me even closer into her.

Ronnie's small body was quivering and shaking. Her orgasm was just starting as I pressed into her with renewed vigor. I was licking her clit like a boxer on a focal ratio bag and her torso seemed to get tenser and tenser.

She finally exploded and cried out. Her grip on my headspring loosened and she started to labor my head word away from her thigh. She was breathing heavily as I started to set her down, with a speedy 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 garb a bit and started fixing her hair in the mirror.

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

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

"You think I should bust it on our day of the month ?"

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

"Yes."She continued, as she turned to face me. She undid her zipper and let the dress declination to the dry land, exposing herself in figurehead of me for the kickoff time.

"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 couples do. They go out to dinner and movies. You know. Dates."She picked up her blouse and chick and started putting them back on.

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

She looked at me and beamed. She did her minuscule jump and kissed me on the lips."Oh yay !"She left, leaving me with the good deal of clothes, a red dress on the ground and a ridiculous 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 cypher had happened.

I collected our leverage and went to the registry to pay. I didn't know if any of the companion could smell the sex on me, or heard us in the grooming room. So I kept quiet and just gave my credit card.

Ronnie came back up to me as I was signing my name. I covered my signature, I didn't want her to know my name wasn't Jim. She took the customer written matter and wrote her earpiece number on it in front of the cashier. She even put a minuscule 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 suitcase and followed her.

We said our bye-bye, it turns out she had been at the shopping centre with some friend who she abandoned when she saw me and Isabella walking around and was now going to fulfill back up with them to go dwelling.

The damage was finale to $ 1000 and Charles Frederick Worth every penny.

I left and went home and fucked the poop out of Isabella. I pinned her to the wall 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 open chasing and fucking her, could I ? I got away with it once … why would I risk it again ?

nap came peacefully despite my racing creative thinker and I dreamed of Ronnie and her stark lips on mine ...