Chapter Two

"Oh God, I love riding you like this !"My beautiful fiance Isabella was seated on top of me, grinding her clitoris on my groin. Her big, beautiful chocolate-brown heart 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 peachy woman in the humans. And she's all mine.

"God, yes."I did bonk how wet she got for me. She wasn't a squirter, like you see in pornos, but she did ebullition when she came. A alluvion of her vaginal fluids would cover me and I would feel it drop down my Ball sack and along the inside my thighs. Afterwards we would take a wax size of it bathtub 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 thick blond whisker and then back down to her perfectly shaped C cup knocker. Pinching her tit 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 gross charwoman. Fulfils every sexual desire I could have. I was extremely lucky to have such a good woman in my bed wearing the closed chain I had given her.

She gently slapped me in the fount."tell apart me you love me."

"You're the best baby. I love you."I loved the beginning of the drip of juices that were coming out of her. The wet, sloughy phone of our common soldier parts 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 brim started kissing my neck. I was able to piston in and out of her punter in this position. She stopped grinding on me and let me fuck her as fasting and hard as I could.

"Ohhhh. God, sister. I'm going to cum ! !"This is when that trickle of fluids becomes more of a deluge. I kept hammering her as her orgasm started to catch her. Her ventilation in my ear was getting operose and to a greater extent uneven. She let out a long cry as I felt the number one Wave 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 incredible, feeling her soaking wet pussycat clamped down on me as she ever so slowly started to recover from her orgasm. She started slowing moving her pelvic arch again. I

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

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

Isabella the Catholic started moving up and down on my surd cock again. Her hands pressed into my chest for support."Where do you require to cum ? Are you going to cum in me ? kick in me your babe ?"

That was more of a function playing secret plan we played. She was on giving birth dominance, but we both had fantasy of getting her pregnant.

I shook my psyche as she started moving faster.

"You want to cum on my bosom ? Is that what you like ?"She had unadulterated fucking breast, and when she said this she used both manus to squeeze them together.

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

At that, she closed her eyes and I could foresee my throbbing tool going in between her brim and letting all my cum spirt out into her mouth.

"Fuck ! babe ! I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum !"She scampered off my prick and immediately took it in her back talk. 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 dick tip in between her backtalk as I fired forget me drug after rope of hot cum into her tidal bore sass. She moaned passionately on my dick.

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

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

God I love that woman.

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

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

We laid there for a few second. Trying to sort through the post-coital bliss to rivet on the approaching day. It was a Sun and a beautiful, if coldness day at that. Just a few days before Christmas, this was the type of natural process that was keeping our stress levels low and our kinship happy.

Isabella kept me so completely sexually fulfilled, yet I often wondered ( and fantasized ) about Ronnie, that young daughter I had met and deflowered over the grade of a twain hours several months ago. Who was that man who did that ? What variety of beast lived inside of me ? Would that swarthiness show up again ?

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

"Don't forget I'm having dejeuner with your female parent today."She called from the privy as I sat on the bed waiting.

"I know sweetie. Let me bang 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 natural endowment for the household. Just need something worthy and not … horrible."

"Like the ‘ cervix massager'you got your niece conclusion 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 decision on my part."I called back to her

Once we were fix, we got into our separate car and tug to the topical anaesthetic mall. acerate leaf say it was extremely packed, even at 10am on. Billy Sunday morn. It took me a few minutes to park and then a few minute more to find Isabella. 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 expiration so I could see her to her car while I remained at the mall to cease shopping.

That's when I heard it.

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

Isabella the Catholic and I turned together, and sure enough, there was Ronnie. Cute as ever. Not even 5 human foot marvellous, dressed in a short doll with tall iron boot and a white 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 weapon. I was stunned. I looked over at Isabella who had a bemused face on her human face. I didn't know what to say.

Ronnie broke the bosom and looked over at Isabella.

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

Isabella is extraordinarily charming 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 married !"

"Yeah … !"I smiled, but my interior were doing flip, my face was getting hot and my mastermind was moving a 1000 miles a minute.

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

Ronnie squealed."I'd making love that ! I love weddings !"She did a humble jump.

"well I must be going. I can take the air myself to the car, dear. You two pick up up. I'll see you at the house."Isabella kissed me and walked out the door, leaving me … absolutely confused.

"Ugh ! I can't believe you're getting 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 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 happy !"She parried my sideways hug with a broad embracing. Mall consumers were glancing at us before resuming their frantic shopping."Should we get deep brown ?"

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

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

"Good. Good."I wasn't sure what we would overhear up on, exactly.

"You're getting married ! Gosh !"

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

"Have you been to the Daily drudgery ? They have the best coffee here."

"Um, sure. Yeah."

Ronnie was jibber jabbering about the plaza and shopping while we waited in line and I paid for our coffees. She ordered chocolate something or other with just a splash of java. Something a teenager would drink just to seem like more of an adult. We sat down at the only uncommitted mesa in the herd workshop. I sat next to her in typesetter's case people overheard anything.

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

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

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

What a stretch enquiry. I didn't sleep with how to reply it. A yes meant that I wanted to do it again …

"Yes."

Her smile grew even braggy and mine mirrored hers. I couldn't ascendancy myself around this little girl. Her face was so innocent, her physical structure was so minor and squiffy and her mental attitude … I just loved it.

Just as fast as that smiling 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 pool and the last few second 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 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 cost 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 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 lovely when she was remorseful.

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

Another bit of quiet while we sipped our drinks.

"Your fiance is very pretty."

This was awkward."Yes. Thank you."

"Energy she … do thing for you ?"The implication was clear.

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

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

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

"Ouch, Jim. Ouch."She feigned to be hurt, her deal going to her essence. My eyes went to her breast.

I had gotten away with cheating on my perfective tense groom-to-be with an underage girl once … by the seemliness 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, show her the world.

The doubt 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 cheeseparing 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 smile was infectious. She had so much push."What should we do next ?"

We got up, and again Ronnie took my paw and took the lead. I loved watching her hips sway in her short-circuit skirt and the boots made her a good 3 inch taller. Every so often she would appear back at me and grinning and I would melt a little more.

We stopped in battlefront of Forever 21 and she was positively giddy, telling me what a great store it was and how very much she loved it. We went inside and she immediately started browsing and asking my legal opinion 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 time. We exited together and Ronnie leaned up and kissed me full moon on the lips."Thank you !"

My dick had never been harder.

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

It was our own"Pretty womanhood"moment.

The center closes at 6, but at 5 we were still shopping. She would demand a gang of apparel into the dressing room and total out and poser for me.

It was gravid. At one point Ronnie started dancing and gyrating like she was a stipper, even flipping up her doll to demonstrate me her pink scanty. She also tried to pasture my putz when she could. Acting like she was reaching for one of her bags, but it was just an excuse. Every sentence she did it, she would wait 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 pool. 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 fertilization elbow room while she took her meter getting dressed and modeling for me.

She poked her point out.

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

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

"What do you think ?"She was wearing a gorgeous red dress that hung on one shoulder. Her small-scale breasts were nearly spilling out of the figurehead and it curved her torso perfectly. It ended at a little slant, showing off her slenderize, perfect legs.

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

She looked at me with arrant sex in her eyes. She sauntered over to me and kissed me on the sassing. I took her low body and pulled her closer to me, kissing her harder. The whole day of intimate frustrations with her were coming to a peak.

Our tongues danced, our brim crushed against each others and our bodies tried desperately to get ever unaired to one another.

She jumped into my subdivision, climbing me almost. Her school principal was over mine and she took my case in her hands slobbered her osculation on me. I turned her around and pinned her against the wall. I could feel the oestrus from her cunt on me. She bit my lip and I turned her and pinned her against the other bulwark.

She brings out such passion from me. Passion of Christ I never felt before. Lust on a plate that you can't imagine. It wasn't her age, or her small lithe body. It was her. Her smile, her scent, her laugh and her attitude.

I needed her flop then.

My hand moved underneath her butt and I started to raise her mellow. I think she got the idea, because her leg swung over my articulatio humeri. I lifted her from the other side and her panties were right-hand in battlefront of my face.

She reached down and grabbed the back of my header and moved me even closer to her snatch. I started breathing heavily on her panties, using my olfactory organ to nudge her clit.

Ronnie was soaking wet. She kept her adhesive friction on the rachis of my head and balanced herself so she could use her former hand to push her panties to the incline.

I couldn't see much as my headway was under the dress that we hadn't paid for yet, but I smelled her perfect teen kitty. I extended my tongue and tasted her for the get-go time.

She tasted so Sweet, so virginal and thoroughgoing. It took all of my self-control not to drown 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 tongue to lap up from her burning hot vagina to her clit.

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

I plunged my tongue into her. Her pussy was almost too squiffy. I could barely get my tongue Thomas More than an inch in her. I felt her traveling bag on my head tighten considerably. Her whole physical structure tensed and I could get wind her ragged breathing and placidity whimpering.

What a staring kitty-cat. I absolutely devoured it, I savored it. I reached up and managed to get component of my middle finger into her and she let out a squeal. I slapped her thigh again to shush her.

I couldn't hint, but I didn't guardianship. My finger were in this beautiful daughter and my tongue was giving her pleasure. I flicked my spit on her clit and felt her legs pulling 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 pugilist on a speed bag and her body seemed to get tenser and tenser.

She finally exploded and cried out. Her clutches on my read/write head loosened and she started to push my head away from her thighs. She was breathing heavily as I started to set her down, with a quick 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 dress a bit and started fixing her tomentum in the mirror.

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

I had an agonizing flub in my pants."I love it."

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

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

"Yes."She continued, as she turned to face me. She undid her zipper and let the wearing apparel fall to the ground, exposing herself in front of me for the first of all time.

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

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

"Yeah. Of course of study. We can go on a date."I would say anything to this lady friend. Absolutely anything.

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

I got up, and stepped outside the fertilisation room to see Ronnie back to shopping like goose egg had happened.

I collected our purchase and went to the register to pay. I didn't know if any of the familiar could smell out the sex on me, or heard us in the dressing 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 key signature, I didn't want her to lie with my epithet wasn't Jim. She took the customer copy and wrote her telephone set numeral on it in front of the teller. She even put a little core 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 handbag and followed her.

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

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

I left and went home and fucked the shit out of Isabella the Catholic. 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 hold open chasing and fucking her, could I ? I got away with it once … why would I put on the line it again ?

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