himself slowly into her mouth and down to the very back of her throat, feeling her take him over as he fucked and she instinctively used her tongue and sucked. He held back from coming and satisfying himself because he wanted her to share in that first exquisite orgasm they were to have together.
He swept her into his arms and they fell on to the bed. ‘Trust me, and I’ll make you the happiest woman in the world,’ he told her.
He unclipped the garter belt and tossed it across the room. Then, going between her now spread legs, he raised her off the bed and looked hungrily at her cunt. He caressed it, spread open her labia and licked the soft pink flesh beneath while fingering her clitoris and teasing the opening to her most secret soul.
Dendre had to bite into the flesh on the back of her hand to keep herself from screaming, so intense was her pleasure. She burned hot as a flame for her lover. She clawed at his shoulders and felt herself contracting her cunt, wriggling her pelvis. She was more alive than she had ever been in her life. All thought vanished from her mind. She wanted more, much more, to reach greater heights of passion that she now knew she had. At a glance he saw her caress her breasts, pinch her nipples, tear at her own flesh. It was thrilling for him to see how she burned for him.
Gideon liked loving her, enjoyed bringing her out of repressed lust and into the open. It excited him to set her free to enjoy her sexuality. In full command of her now, he slipped on top of Dendre while flagrantly continuing pleasuring her in cunnilingus. They assumed a position that gave them both intense oral bliss, where Dendre could caress his muscular bottom and back. They discovered an intimacy where all thought, all the world outside sex, was left behind as they soared to heights of erotic bliss.
Several hours later she lay in her lover’s arms, ashamed for having given herself so easily to Gideon, worried what he might think of her, embarrassed by the amount of sexual pleasure she’d derived from sex with a man she had only known for an hour. She felt anxious because he had changed her from the person she had been into a woman who was a stranger to her.
As for Gideon: he had never bargained on her being a virgin. He neither liked deflowering a woman nor having sex with one who knew nothing about erotic feelings or how to satisfy a man. But Dendre had turned out to be an exception to this. What she lacked in experience, she made up for in her appreciation of sexuality. Her skittishness about it, the fear and surprise that shone from time to time in her eyes, her sincerity, caused him to understand he was the first man she had ever been with and somehow he loved her more for that and was tender and loving when he penetrated her. He had caused her that most exquisite, frightening, yet thrilling moment of pain most virgins experience but had followed it with hours of pleasure that only great fucking can give.
Gideon had dozed off several times during their afternoon of love making. Now awake, he turned on his side to face her. She had draped a sheet over her and was lying quite still, looking vacantly up at the ceiling. There seemed no anxiety but maybe a tinge of remorse for something of herself lost forever. He kissed her on the cheek and stroked her hair and she turned her head so she could look at him.
‘You’re very quiet,’ he told her.
‘I don’t know quite what to say. I think I’m overwhelmed by you, what we have been together. I’m in awe of that.’
‘I know. Do you want to talk about it?’ he asked as he toyed with her hair and slowly removed the sheet from her body. She made an attempt to cover herself with it again but it was useless. He slid it slowly, teasingly, off her.
‘You mean the fucking, not
that
. You’re a big girl now, Dendre Moscowitz. You can say fuck. And, by the way, you were very good at it. Delicious, in fact,’ he told her.
‘I never knew I was capable of enjoying
He swept her into his arms and they fell on to the bed. ‘Trust me, and I’ll make you the happiest woman in the world,’ he told her.
He unclipped the garter belt and tossed it across the room. Then, going between her now spread legs, he raised her off the bed and looked hungrily at her cunt. He caressed it, spread open her labia and licked the soft pink flesh beneath while fingering her clitoris and teasing the opening to her most secret soul.
Dendre had to bite into the flesh on the back of her hand to keep herself from screaming, so intense was her pleasure. She burned hot as a flame for her lover. She clawed at his shoulders and felt herself contracting her cunt, wriggling her pelvis. She was more alive than she had ever been in her life. All thought vanished from her mind. She wanted more, much more, to reach greater heights of passion that she now knew she had. At a glance he saw her caress her breasts, pinch her nipples, tear at her own flesh. It was thrilling for him to see how she burned for him.
Gideon liked loving her, enjoyed bringing her out of repressed lust and into the open. It excited him to set her free to enjoy her sexuality. In full command of her now, he slipped on top of Dendre while flagrantly continuing pleasuring her in cunnilingus. They assumed a position that gave them both intense oral bliss, where Dendre could caress his muscular bottom and back. They discovered an intimacy where all thought, all the world outside sex, was left behind as they soared to heights of erotic bliss.
Several hours later she lay in her lover’s arms, ashamed for having given herself so easily to Gideon, worried what he might think of her, embarrassed by the amount of sexual pleasure she’d derived from sex with a man she had only known for an hour. She felt anxious because he had changed her from the person she had been into a woman who was a stranger to her.
As for Gideon: he had never bargained on her being a virgin. He neither liked deflowering a woman nor having sex with one who knew nothing about erotic feelings or how to satisfy a man. But Dendre had turned out to be an exception to this. What she lacked in experience, she made up for in her appreciation of sexuality. Her skittishness about it, the fear and surprise that shone from time to time in her eyes, her sincerity, caused him to understand he was the first man she had ever been with and somehow he loved her more for that and was tender and loving when he penetrated her. He had caused her that most exquisite, frightening, yet thrilling moment of pain most virgins experience but had followed it with hours of pleasure that only great fucking can give.
Gideon had dozed off several times during their afternoon of love making. Now awake, he turned on his side to face her. She had draped a sheet over her and was lying quite still, looking vacantly up at the ceiling. There seemed no anxiety but maybe a tinge of remorse for something of herself lost forever. He kissed her on the cheek and stroked her hair and she turned her head so she could look at him.
‘You’re very quiet,’ he told her.
‘I don’t know quite what to say. I think I’m overwhelmed by you, what we have been together. I’m in awe of that.’
‘I know. Do you want to talk about it?’ he asked as he toyed with her hair and slowly removed the sheet from her body. She made an attempt to cover herself with it again but it was useless. He slid it slowly, teasingly, off her.
‘You mean the fucking, not
that
. You’re a big girl now, Dendre Moscowitz. You can say fuck. And, by the way, you were very good at it. Delicious, in fact,’ he told her.
‘I never knew I was capable of enjoying
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