CHAPTER 5 Emma’s heart was pounding as she ran back to the shed to retrieve her wet clothes. She dashed back to the house, grateful that there was no one about when she entered. She went up the stairs and into the safety of her room. As soon as the door shut, she had a chance to think. “What had happened just happened?” she quickly removed the jacket and saw her nakedness reflected in the hazy mirror. She ran her fingers over her skin, conscious of the heat it was producing. She saw her nipples were protruding. She touched them and recoiled at the raw feeling which sent jolts to her stomach coursing through the area between her thighs. Emma gingerly slid her hands lower, and she touched her soft tuft of pubic hair. The pressure of her fingers pushed sweetly as it glided over her concealed clitoris. “Oh, oooh,” she sighed as she felt the tender skin inside the folds of her pussy which was wet and slick with a pungent and milk fluid. Her mind immediately flew to the time s
CHAPTER 6 James then took one of Emma’s wrists and tied it to the ribbon. Emma was just looking until she realized that James was going for her other wrist. “Oh, my God, James! What on earth are you doing?” she cried but she didn’t pry her hand away from his grip. “Just behave and obey. I know you will have a deep appreciation of what I am about to teach you because you are such a precocious young thing when it comes to matters of sex,” he said authoritatively. Now, both of Emma’s hands were tied to the upper bed posts. Her melon- like breasts spread out like ripe and heavy fruit from the slim and delicate arms and silky armpits. She watched helplessly as James continued downwards and tied her right foot and then finally, he secured her left foot. She was spread-eagled and vulnerable. As if it were not enough, James produced another piece of satin and blindfolded Emma. She tried to comment and ask James what this silliness was about, but before she could open her mouth,
CHAPTER 7 It was still dark when Emma woke up. She tried to get up then realized that her feet were still bound. She sat up to untie them. As she managed to release her feet, she turned to see James sleeping flat on his back. His penis was slightly hard, twitching with every breath. Emma looked longingly at his physique, wanting more of that wonderful sensation that they achieved every time they coupled. Then she recalled a memory when she walked in on Mammy and her farmer husband. She overheard her saying she was going to make his meat hard. Emma did what she saw Mammy do to her husband. Holding the sleeping man’s cock tentatively with her fingers, Emma licked on the tip. Almost immediately, James’ penis responded and unfurled. She felt him stiffen in her hands. Then Emma put the soft head fully in her mouth. At this point, James was already starting to stir. Emma recalled how Mammy’s cheeks hollowed and filled when her husband’s cock was in her mouth so she did the same, p
Amelia A babysitter. Are you kidding me? I’m eighteen years−old. I didn’t need a babysitter. “Mom, tell dad! I do not need someone watching me. I’m eighteen. That is old enough to be able to stay at the house alone for a weekend. I thought you said you could trust me?” I cross my arms under my breasts, infuriated at this turn of events. I thought we had a deal. They were going to trust me, go out of town for their weekend getaway to have time to themselves, and I was going to prove to them that I was responsible. My mom fiddles with her earring as she tries to get it clasped. “I know, sweetie. And we do trust you, but your dad’s friend Camden Hart is coming into town this weekend for his sister’s wedding Sunday and needed a place to stay. We told him he could stay here. You remember Camden, right? He has been over here nearly once a month for our get-togethers’ since you were little.” Camden? Well, that certainly changes everything. Camden has been my crush since I was t
CHAPTER 2 I slide on pink, strawberry flavored gloss and rub my lips together. My hair is on top of my head in a messy bun. One that took me an hour to get just right. A few stray pieces frame my face. I only have mascara on and my eyebrows filled in, giving me a natural look, but the gloss gives it a sexy appeal. I’m wearing a blue off the shoulder swear, showing smooth skin that smells like vanilla thanks to my lotion. I’m wearing shorts, letting my long, tan legs steal the show. No way can he resist me. Besides, my heart won’t be able to take it. I’ve loved him since I could remember how. Giving a few tweaks to my hair, I give myself a once over in the full body mirror hanging on the door. I can do this. I am a woman, a single woman, who has feelings for a much older guy. Who I know has feelings for me. The last time I saw him was my eighteenth birthday two months ago. He stole glances at me. And now, he doesn’t have to look from a distance, he can have me. The door
Chapter 3 I’m sitting on the couch, watching a horror movie when Camden comes down the steps.I glance up from the couch and my eyes bug out when I see he isn’t wearing shirt and only grey sweatpants that hang low on his defined hips, showing a perfectly carved V that I know leads to a very big cock. I’m not sure what to focus on. His pecs, curved and muscular, or his abs, all eight of them, or the way his cock swings against the thin grey fabric as he comes down the steps. My eyes lock onto the bulge and a million different scenarios run through my head. I’ve never sucked a cock, but I bet his would taste good. I want to curl my fingers around the elastic waistband and pull the sweatpants down and suck the crown between my lips. Once I get a good rhythm, maybe he would take control and fuck my face. Camden has ruined me for anyone else and I haven’t even had him yet. “Nothing like a good shower after a long day,” he says, jumping over the couch and landing right next t
Chapter 4 “What are you doing?” I yelp, gathering the blankets to cover my body. My vibrator is still between my legs, inserted in my wet hole. “Get out!” I scream, frantic that he saw me like this. I mean if I was smart, I would have waited until he wasn’t at my door, but I never said I was smart, just desperate to get rid of this boiling blood in my veins. I locked the door. I thought that would be enough to keep him away. “I’m not fucking going anywhere, Amelia.” His voice is a rumble, shaking my fragile control I have on my body. “Look at you,” he admires, stepping over the wreckage of the door. I cover my breasts as he steps forward. “You didn’t seem to think too much of me down there.” I turned away from him, remembering how he asked me if I was a virgin, as if it was a complete turn off to him. “You misunderstood me.” Now, he is next to me, standing at the edge of the bed and grabs the sheet I have covering half my body, yanking it away, exposing me. “I only aske
Chapter 5 “Amelia?” I blink the haze away when I see Camden hovering over me, his lips wet, proof of why I fell unconscious. I hide my face in my hands, embarrassed of what just happened. “Oh my god, this is my worst nightmare.” “Are you kidding? It’s a stroke on my ego. I made you orgasm so hard, you blacked out for few seconds. And can I just say,” he brings his mouth to mine and mutters, “You taste like heaven. You taste like mine. Taste yourself.” He kisses me, parting my lips with his tongue, sharing what makes him so ravenous. “Mmm,” I say in surprise when I like what I taste. I deepen the kiss, wanting more, but Camden pulls away, standing over me like a god. His abs gleam in the lowlight of my room and his cock is still hidden beneath those grey shorts. There is a large wet spot on the front, pooling directly where his tip is. My imagination was right about one thing. His cock is huge. His hand cups the large beast, giving it a good shake. “Take my pants off.