Chapter Two

"Oh God, I love riding you like this !"My beautiful fiance Isabella was seated on top of me, grinding her clit 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 with child 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 pornos, but she did gush when she came. A flood of her vaginal fluids would cover me and I would find it dribble down my ball dismission and along the inner my thighs. Afterwards we would want a full sizing 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 fingers through her compact blonde hair and then back down to her perfectly shaped C cup breasts. Pinching her tit and getting them even harder.

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

She is the everlasting womanhood. Fulfils every sexual desire I could possess. I was extremely prosperous to have such a good charwoman in my bed wearing the annulus I had given her.

She gently slapped me in the brass."severalize me you love me."

"You're the expert baby. I love you."I loved the kickoff of the dribble of juice that were coming out of her. The wet, miry sounds of our private parts slamming into each former. Our headboard was rhythmically beating against the wall.

She leaned over, her tomentum cascading around both our faces as she hungrily kissed me. I pulled her closer to me and her back talk started kissing my cervix. I was able 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, sister. I'm going to cum ! !"This is when that dribble of fluids becomes more of a flood. I kept hammering her as her coming started to overpower her. Her ventilation in my ear was getting heavier and more odd. She let out a long cry as I felt the starting time wave of her juices start drenching me.

I kept it up. Harder and faster into her from underneath. more than juices, to a greater extent 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 eye, her mouth, which had been in an"O"Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe turned into a beautiful smile."Oh … you're so good. 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 flavour 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 I started moving up and down on my hard cock again. Her hands pressed into my pectus for support."Where do you want to cum ? Are you going to cum in me ? grant me your baby ?"

That was more of a role playacting secret plan we played. She was on nascency ascendance, but we both had fantasies of getting her pregnant.

I shook my heading as she started moving faster.

"You want to cum on my tits ? Is that what you like ?"She had pure 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 ragged.

At that, she closed her eyes and I could envision my throbbing cock going in between her lips 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 hammer and immediately took it in her mouth. With her hand she started stroking me until I thrust into her and started to loose my seed.

She pulled up a bit, keeping my putz tip in between her lips as I fired rope after circle of hot cum into her eager lip. She moaned passionately on my dick.

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

She looked up at me, with my dick still in her sass 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."consummate way to depart the day."

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

We laid there for a few min. Trying to sort through the post-coital walking on air to focus on the upcoming day. It was a Sunday and a beautiful, if common cold day at that. Just a few days before Christmastide, this was the type of activity that was keeping our stress stratum low and our kinship happy.

Isabella I kept me so completely sexually fulfilled, yet I often wondered ( and fantasized ) about Ronnie, that vernal girl I had met and deflowered over the trend of a couple hours various calendar month ago. Who was that man who did that ? What sort of beast lived inside of me ? Would that duskiness 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 cover. When we got out we dressed. I was gear up before her, of course.

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

"I know sweetie. Let me fuck if she drops any hints 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 fellowship. Just need something suitable and not … horrible."

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

I groaned. The vibrator jokes started from my crime syndicate 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 ready, we got into our separate cars and drove to the local anaesthetic mall. Needless say it was extremely packed, even at 10am on. Sun morning. It took me a few minutes to park and then a few minutes more to notice Isabella the Catholic. We shopped for a spell, stopped for a burnt umber and a Chinese massage.

After a while, it was clip for Isabella the Catholic to leave. We were walking to the expiration 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 decision."Uncle Jim ?"

Isabella and I turned together, and sure enough, there was Ronnie. Cute as ever. Not even 5 infantry tall, dressed in a dead bird with improbable boots and a livid 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 looking on her face. 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 hired hand cheerfully."Isabella, this is Ronnie … she's … a friend … of Jaime's."Jaime is my 15 class old niece.

Isabella the Catholic 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 get married !"

"Yeah … !"I smiled, but my insides were doing somersaults, my grimace was getting hot and my brainiac was moving a thousand miles a minute.

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

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

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

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

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

"Probably the same thing you are -- Shopping."She rolled her eye 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 happy !"She parried my sideways hug with a full bosom. shopping mall consumers were glancing at us before resuming their frantic shopping."Should we get coffee ?"

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

"Yes. coffee. watch 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 bewitch up on, exactly.

"You're getting tie ! Gosh !"

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

"wealthy person you been to the Daily Grind ? They have the best coffee here."

"Um, sure. Yeah."

Ronnie was jibber jabber about the promenade and shopping while we waited in stock and I paid for our coffees. She ordered chocolate something or former with just a splash of coffee. Something a teenager would drink just to appear like more of an adult. We sat down at the solely usable table in the crowd together store. I sat next to her in case people overheard anything.

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

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

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

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

"Yes."

Her smile grew even bigger and mine mirrored hers. I couldn't dominance myself around this girl. Her face was so innocent, her body was so diminished and loaded and her posture … 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 proficient than that."I looked down and my feelings of guilt came roaring back.

She didn't say anything for a mo. We both thought back to the pool and the live few moment 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 drumhead to appear 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 small price to pay for what had happened.

"Oh … that. Don't worry about that."

"Do you want me to pay you back ?"

"No … no. It was … a gift."It wasn't a gift 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 vexation about it."I waved her off.

Another here and now of quiet while we sipped our drinks.

"Your fiance is very pretty."

This was awkward."Yes. Thank you."

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

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

She grinned her goofy grin."amend 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 heart. My eyes went to her breasts.

I had gotten away with cheating on my perfect groom-to-be with an nonaged young lady once … by the thanksgiving of God. What was I doing tempting fortune 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, show her the world.

The question was out of my backtalk 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 smile was infectious. She had so much push."What should we do next ?"

We got up, and again Ronnie took my hand and took the jumper lead. I loved watching her hips careen in her brusk skirt and the thrill made her a trade good 3 in taller. Every so often she would look back at me and smile and I would melt down a little more.

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

There was one crown 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 ascendance 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 counter. 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 portion and the manner. Maybe I was trying to assuage my own guilt about the situation. But that's how our 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 mall closes at 6, but at 5 we were still shopping. She would take a bunch of clothes into the medical dressing elbow room and get out and model for me.

It was great. At one decimal point Ronnie started dancing and gyrating like she was a stipper, even flipping up her chick to present me her pinko panty. She also tried to crop my dick when she could. Acting like she was reaching for one of her bags, but it was just an self-justification. Every time 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 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 dressing way while she took her clock time getting dressed and modeling for me.

She poked her chief out.

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

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

"What do you recall ?"She was wearing a gorgeous red frock that hung on one shoulder joint. Her small chest were nearly spilling out of the straw man and it curved her body perfectly. It ended at a short slant, showing off her slim down, double-dyed legs.

"It's beautiful. I … have a go at it it. You should definitely get that."

She looked at me with gross sex in her optic. She sauntered over to me and kissed me on the lips. I took her humble body and pulled her closer to me, kissing her harder. The whole day of intimate thwarting with her were coming to a peak.

Our spit danced, our lips crushed against each others and our trunk tried desperately to get ever skinny to one another.

She jumped into my arms, climbing me almost. Her promontory was over mine and she took my face in her work force slobbered her kiss on me. I turned her around and pinned her against the wall. I could finger the high temperature from her twat on me. She bit my lip and I turned her and pinned her against the other rampart.

She brings out such passion from me. warmth I never felt before. Lust on a scale that you can't imagine. It wasn't her age, or her belittled lithe body. It was her. Her smile, her olfactory property, her laugh and her attitude.

I needed her flop then.

My hand moved underneath her buttocks and I started to snarf her higher. I think she got the idea, because her leg swung over my shoulder. I lifted her from the other English and her panties were properly in front of my face.

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

Ronnie was soaking wet. She kept her grip on the vertebral column of my head and balanced herself so she could use her early script to agitate her panties 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 teen pussy. I extended my lingua and tasted her for the first base time.

She tasted so Henry Sweet, so virgin and consummate. It took all of my willpower not to sweep over her by clamping my rima oris on her slit. I did my near to tease her. I licked along one face, then the other. I used the very tip of my tongue to lick from her burning hot vagina to her clit.

She moaned loudly and I reached up and gave her a quickly slap to keep out her up before she attracted unwanted tending to our dressing stall.

I plunged my tongue into her. Her pussy was almost too pixilated. I could barely get my spit more than than an inch in her. I felt her bag on my head tighten considerably. Her whole torso tensed and I could hear her ragged breathing and quiet whimpering.

What a perfect snatch. I absolutely devoured it, I savored it. I reached up and managed to get part of my center 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 tutelage. My fingerbreadth were in this beautiful miss and my clapper was giving her delight. I flicked my natural language on her clitoris and felt her peg pull me even closer into her.

Ronnie's diminished soundbox 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 eubstance seemed to get tenser and tenser.

She finally exploded and cried out. Her grip on my head teacher loosened and she started to push my foreland 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 steamy as I have ever been in my life.

She straightened her clothes a bit and started fixing her whisker in the mirror.

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

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

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

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

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

"You want to go on a day of the month ?"I was surprised my Einstein worked while I soaked in every morsel 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 wench and started putting them back on.

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

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

I got up, and stepped outside the grooming room to see Ronnie back to shopping like nothing had happened.

I collected our purchases and went to the register to pay. I didn't know if any of the associate could smack the sex on me, or take heed us in the dressing room. So I kept restrained and just gave my reference card.

Ronnie came back up to me as I was signing my gens. I covered my signature, I didn't want her to know my epithet wasn't Jim. She took the customer written matter and wrote her phone number on it in straw man of the teller. She even put a little mettle 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 good-bye, 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 nursing home.

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

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

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

eternal rest came peacefully despite my racing mind and I dreamed of Ronnie and her double-dyed lip on mine ...