ROMANCE: Mars And Venus (Second Chance Romance) (New Adult Romance Short Stories) (Contemporary Romance, Out of Body Experience) by Piquette Fontaine Page B
Authors: Piquette Fontaine
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hooked his fingers inside her, evoking a light whimper, as he pressed around the skin, pulling it taut, stretching it out, and then pushing into the warm, pink meat of her vagina, forcing her flesh around and around and around, causing her thighs to close in gently around his exploring fingers, pressing into his palm, flattening his hand, as all the while she moaned,“Ohhhhhh, Goddddddd...”
What a perfect end to a perfect day.
He pulled his hand out after sometime, his fingers slick and moist, and he reached over to her, and helped her out of the dress. She pulled her arms inside, and allowed it to be removed from her body, pulled up over her head, so that as the fabric slid sensually off of her her breasts bounced down hard against her body, jiggling much to his liking, and making his erection grow so long and so firm that she thought it might just fill in the gap between the two of them, reaching over to her, and grabbing her.
It did not, of course.
Instead, she stood there, turning her body from side to side, fully on display for his delight, showcasing her scandalously skimpy black bra and panties, tiny and lacy and so inconsequential as to be viewed by a magnifying glass in order to see them at all. She could almost hear the drool sloshing out of his gullet, and imagined how damn uncomfortable he must be with his cock so erect in such a confined space that it must be doubling over on itself at this point.
She decided to have mercy on him.
She slinked over to him in her underwear, working her waist back and forth, back and forth with each step in a way that she knew must drive him crazy, and peeled his jacket off of him, grazing as much of his body as she could with her hands as she removed it, and set it neatly down on a chair. Then she reached up to his neck, and loosened up the black tie he was wearing- not pulling it off altogether but letting it hang slack around his neck, the tail wagging like a pendulum as she let go.
Then she knelt down to the floor, and she could sense him bracing himself, getting ready for what was coming, as she undid the brass buckle of his belt. She slithered it out of the loop of his dress pants, and allowed it to go toppling to the ground. She reached up to his fly, unbuttoned it, and then unzipped him, grazing the lump in his crotch with the palm of her hand as often as she could as she pulled it down. She pulled the pants down off of him, wriggling them down along his thighs, and then down to his ankles for him to step out of them, and kick them to the side.
His penis was pressing madly through the thin fabric of his boxers, a black dab of moisture at its tip from where his pre-cum had begun seeping through.
“Naughty, naughty, boy” she teased, running her fingers around the rim of his cock through the underwear.“Why don't you come out and play?”
She pushed the erection to the center of his boxers and pulled it out through the fly, gripping its warm, moist shaft in her fingers, and gently pulling on the skin, pressing it back tenderly to his body, and then pulling it gently back toward the head, forward and back, forward and back, forward and back, very precisely, not enough to do any real damage, but a slow-burning, awful, agonizing pleasure, until after some time a little milky teardrop of semen came seeping out the tip. Vera smiled, showcasing every last of one of those gleaming, pearly whites to Mark up above, about to get a whole lot pearlier...
Her lips dissolved slowly onto the bulbous purple head of his erect cock, melting on him like a square of chocolate candy, slowly sliding along his considerable length, her tongue slipping along the underside of his veiny shaft, until, after some time, her lips pressed down against the smooth fabric of his boxers, and his cock tapped up against the back of her throat.
“Ohhhhhhhh, Godddddddd,”he whimpered, shuddering, his eyes perhaps rolling up into his head as she went about her work.
Again, she did not approach at
What a perfect end to a perfect day.
He pulled his hand out after sometime, his fingers slick and moist, and he reached over to her, and helped her out of the dress. She pulled her arms inside, and allowed it to be removed from her body, pulled up over her head, so that as the fabric slid sensually off of her her breasts bounced down hard against her body, jiggling much to his liking, and making his erection grow so long and so firm that she thought it might just fill in the gap between the two of them, reaching over to her, and grabbing her.
It did not, of course.
Instead, she stood there, turning her body from side to side, fully on display for his delight, showcasing her scandalously skimpy black bra and panties, tiny and lacy and so inconsequential as to be viewed by a magnifying glass in order to see them at all. She could almost hear the drool sloshing out of his gullet, and imagined how damn uncomfortable he must be with his cock so erect in such a confined space that it must be doubling over on itself at this point.
She decided to have mercy on him.
She slinked over to him in her underwear, working her waist back and forth, back and forth with each step in a way that she knew must drive him crazy, and peeled his jacket off of him, grazing as much of his body as she could with her hands as she removed it, and set it neatly down on a chair. Then she reached up to his neck, and loosened up the black tie he was wearing- not pulling it off altogether but letting it hang slack around his neck, the tail wagging like a pendulum as she let go.
Then she knelt down to the floor, and she could sense him bracing himself, getting ready for what was coming, as she undid the brass buckle of his belt. She slithered it out of the loop of his dress pants, and allowed it to go toppling to the ground. She reached up to his fly, unbuttoned it, and then unzipped him, grazing the lump in his crotch with the palm of her hand as often as she could as she pulled it down. She pulled the pants down off of him, wriggling them down along his thighs, and then down to his ankles for him to step out of them, and kick them to the side.
His penis was pressing madly through the thin fabric of his boxers, a black dab of moisture at its tip from where his pre-cum had begun seeping through.
“Naughty, naughty, boy” she teased, running her fingers around the rim of his cock through the underwear.“Why don't you come out and play?”
She pushed the erection to the center of his boxers and pulled it out through the fly, gripping its warm, moist shaft in her fingers, and gently pulling on the skin, pressing it back tenderly to his body, and then pulling it gently back toward the head, forward and back, forward and back, forward and back, very precisely, not enough to do any real damage, but a slow-burning, awful, agonizing pleasure, until after some time a little milky teardrop of semen came seeping out the tip. Vera smiled, showcasing every last of one of those gleaming, pearly whites to Mark up above, about to get a whole lot pearlier...
Her lips dissolved slowly onto the bulbous purple head of his erect cock, melting on him like a square of chocolate candy, slowly sliding along his considerable length, her tongue slipping along the underside of his veiny shaft, until, after some time, her lips pressed down against the smooth fabric of his boxers, and his cock tapped up against the back of her throat.
“Ohhhhhhhh, Godddddddd,”he whimpered, shuddering, his eyes perhaps rolling up into his head as she went about her work.
Again, she did not approach at
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