by Anja Fuerst
- Say yes...
- Yes.
Before he could finish talking, his lips were already on mine. Were soft, sweet, smooth and at the same time were demanding, strong and ambitious. Mr. Carter could be the man so in sin. His kiss was not just a kiss, it was a composition. A full orchestra, refined and harmonious.
Everything about him attending that moment. The movement of your body, your hands and your tongue, requiring passage and seizing me. It was unbelievable, but I could have an orgasm only with that kiss. Already I felt completely prepared for it.
While his lips were glued to mine, in alternately light and urgent movements, his tongue explored every piece of my mouth, but it was not aggressive, was delicious. His hands danced in my body, up and down my back, holding me now the base of the column, now holding me by the neck, causing me to obey every requirement of your body. My only desire was, to obey all your commands.
Satisfy you.
I could feel his erection pressed my belly. Our clothes allow this contact and I was grateful for that. It took me a long time fighting this feeling that gnawed at me. What was wrong with wanting a man like my boss? He was what existed best in the male market. What woman would have resisted as long as I?
And best of all, was that he was available, so even knowing the crazy ex-girlfriend or girlfriend, still was not sure what it was, even then, it would be impossible not to accept his proposal.
We continued kissing at length, allowing and understanding every need of our bodies. We wanted to give ourselves to the fullest. That was our moment. He knew perfectly well that, for this reason, the rush was the last of his feelings.
His hands ran my back, my arms and my neck, but it was just that. What existed more daring, was that feel his erection in addition to his tireless tongue explored me with increasing desire. In my mouth it was able to make my body react like that, imagine what it would do when percorresse other parts.
I was hit by a devastating chill, and it was at this point that he broke the kiss.
- Let's go - his hands still caresses in my arms. Her voice was sweet and husky, the exact mixture of lust. - Your skin is very clear and is getting red.
I agreed and immediately he took me by the hand to the deck of the boat. It was large, luxurious, surrounded from side to side by a white, wide sofa, soft pillows. At the tip had a length which allowed the occupants a more comfortable position. In the center of the glass table, which was just in front of the couch was a bucket with ice and champagne, plus a tray with fresh and inviting fruit. He had thought of everything.
We sat in the part where there was the extension of the sofa and then we kissed again. As we were practically lying, caresses forward a little more. He leaned over me and his hands not only cherished but groping my body with more ease.
My dress was long, but was soon rolled up just above the knees. They won the attention of Mr. Carter immediately spent some time of his touch in the region.
When he finally took a little more, rising hands up my thigh, his fingers fondling making a circular motion as he kissed my neck, I decided that we should make a new break.
Holy shit!
Slutty!
My body felt, my skin prickled, but all the sensations accumulated in a single region: in the center between my legs. I was on fire.
My boss got up to open the champagne, then handed me a cup and sat next to me carrying grapes and strawberries. I tried some of the wonderful drink and ate the strawberry he put between my lips. The flavor was unique. Even with the feeling that champagne and strawberries was the kind of more existing cheap sung among all millionaires miscreants, I was loving it.
We eat, drink and alternated our time between tender kisses and spicy, bold kisses, like what occurred in the region between my breasts. His lips touched my skin, lingering there, as if savoring a fruit. Almost surrendered to orgasm all the time trying to dominate me.
Again he walked away. He drank a little champagne, played with my hair, praised my legs, my arms, my smell and my taste, only to return to kiss me. Mr. Carter knew how crazy a woman.
- I want you - these words whispered in my ear, accompanied by their breath a little faster than normal, further stoked my desire. If you want me why then did not take me to him?
I stroked his face. It was the first time that allowed me to touch it. Until then, he had only accepted his caresses, as if my body was numb by her charms. I let my fingers knitting together in his hair and tried to squeeze them with a little more force. My boss gave me a smacking kiss, too fast, then let his eyes follow him the way his hands were taking.
I was lying on the comfortable sofa cushions and he, bearing weight on the elbow of one arm, admired me. I closed my eyes when I felt his kisses down my ear to my chin. Breathing Mr. Carter ... Robert ... In my skin, was the most attractive one.
Skilled fingers tenderly brushed my skin from the neck down in a slow way to touch the volume of my breasts which took the neckline of the dress. I panted pleased to finally get that craved.
No visual contact could not predict what he meant, however, his fingers gently caressed the curves of my breasts and went down to my stomach on top of the dress. It was a long and delicious torture. Although my body was burning with desire, I did not want to shorten our joke. It was too tasty stay in that game.
I let my fingers also ran over his chest. It was manly, firm, just the way I liked. Let me lose several seconds just feeling the delicious feeling of having your muscles in my hands, even over clothing. I wanted to overcome the barriers of tissue that prevented me to touch him really.
I ventured to open the top two buttons. He did not stop me, so I spent my hand in and touched your skin clear. We do not look at each other, but his hands shook my waist in response to my boldness.
- So beautiful! - His lips were for the massive mounds of my breasts where he tasted my skin.
The tongue rubbed the neck contour demanding for more. I wanted more. I returned one hand to her hair, feeling them on my fingers. So silky and soft!
- Mr. Carter ...
- Robert - laughed.
- Robert ... It is not too risky to stay here? I mean ... The place is open. Anyone can go through us and ...
He silenced me with a kiss. His warm lips occupied all my thoughts. Hands and rings have become more urgent and I could finally feel it.
With secure gestures, Robert opened the dress buttons letting my breasts free. Soon after, his hands took possession of them. Moaned loudly giving me pleasure. The warmth of his touch seemed to go through my skin. His lips completed the service. Almost went crazy when they replaced his fingers were.
The moment his lips closed in the swollen tip of my breast was felt by me with much pleasure that my back arched. An ecstatic moan escaped my lips and was echoed by groans. His tongue touched me again, causing heat waves to spread through my body at an incredible speed. At this point, I could not tell what it was right or wrong, just wish he did not stop to give me pleasure.
He was still on top of my body leaning on his elbow. His free hand holding my bosom pulling him so he could grasps it better, as his mouth worked tirelessly in kisses, bites, licks, and all that was necessary to leave me hot. When finished in one, he resumed the other breast doing the same. I felt like a bomb about to explode. Everything in me vibrated.
But it was at the time his hand back my thighs first down from the knee to the inner region, which borders with the panties, leaving behind light and warm caresses, yet without touching me more intimately, which was defeated.
His lips continued kissing my breasts, but the hand rose a little, following the edge of the small lingerie and her fingers made circular motions at the foot of my belly threatening sometimes go a little further.
Only the idea of being touched in that region was already taking my breath away, but he did not, which further increased my anxiety. As if he knew what I wanted both, and willing to further prolong my suffering, Robert climbed the hand the other thigh. He applied the same to
rturous caresses, stopping at my knee. I no longer stand the pressure that formed in my womb, forcing the explosion.
I closed my eyes completely losing control over my body at the exact moment he touched me. A touch so light and innocent that at first glance would not cause any harm, but I was like lighting a match in a powder keg.
I exploded.
It was just a touch in the region so intimate and sensitive to my body burn. All my pores surrendered to fulminant and overwhelming pleasure that came over me. And I came as he had never enjoyed before.
CHAPTER 14
As my body tried to recover, making me back to reality, Robert buried his head in my neck giving a snicker. I believe, as I have never had an orgasm like that before, also never felt so ashamed. Holy shit! My first intimate moment with that amazing man and I had totally lost control, enjoying only a light touch between my legs.
I pulled the air force, dropping it right away. Robert laughed again squeezing me with firm hands on my hips. I closed my eyes wishing never have accepted that game. The silence was embarrassing. When I came back to look at him, he stared at me. It would be possible to get even more uncomfortable?
- Sorry I...
- Do not apologize - there was impatience in his reluctance to apologize, on the contrary, he seemed vain and cynical at the same time. It was noticeable that fighting laughter. - Ruined the game, Miss. Simon - oh, shit! Because the boat is not sinking?
- I did not mean ...
- Oh, it was yes - laughed up a little to look better. - We need to do something about it.
Robert stood up, leaving me alone on the couch, but soon returned then with the bottle of champagne. He filled our glasses and drank a little. I had no courage to drink. I closed the neckline of her dress, ran my hands through his hair and went back to sit. I felt a complete idiot.
- You can not imagine the things that go through my mind when you blush like this ... - her lips were at my ear. - Honey.
Holy shit! How that man could bring back the familiar tingle in my belly after such explosive orgasm as I had just had? As my skin could still have that reaction so intense?
- Drink - almost the same second the cup was already on my lips. I sipped the drink to the last drop. He seemed to like. - Great! - He took it out of my hand leaving it aside. - Now ... Only you, honey.
Our lips met again. Again my veins were bombarded by shock waves coursing through my entire body. I felt alive, and more eager and anxious for pleasure. I felt his hands on my neck and the base of my spine, rising up toward him, holding me to him.
Mr. Carter ... Robert ...
It was irresistible!
Change was in the way he acted. His touches were pressing in my arms, belly, thighs and were not timid, vacillating, were firm, determined. Reopen the neckline of her dress was easy for him, and play again with my breasts, making me delirious, but Robert wanted more.
We lay on the couch with him about my body between my legs, moving in order to make me almost lose the battle again, but my boss would not let it were that easy for me.
Robert raised only to boot the body cotton shirt. His chest set, the white skin, the light that came down as an invitation to ... Until then. I was admiring it. It was too perfect for a single person.
He smiled destroying what was left of my mind.
- Now. We need to get rid of it - his hands ran my thighs going to the edge of panties I wore. Her fingers curled on each side to then begin to remove it. - No core, Melissa. Or I will not resist the temptation and I will eat it according to my hunger.
Oh my God! What was that man did to me when he talked things of that kind?
As he pulled my panties slowly, his fingers crawled on my thighs, as if to remind me of both things would still happen.
When finally the underwear was gone from my body, Robert started the way with kisses and bites, causing me shivers of pleasure. I could not allow him to continue, so I got quickly drawing his attention. My companion looked at me curious and surprised at my reaction.
- Let's do it here? Not too explicit? - That smile that was both charming and immoral time appeared making me gasp.
- Let's do it here, Mel - worked. He returned to be interested in my lips, my neck, my breasts. Holy shit! It was fantastic. A perfect machine to give pleasure. I soon forgot where we were. - But we do the right way.
I amazed me with the force with which he pulled me, leaving me sitting on his lap so easily and quickly that I felt a doll in her power. Face to face, resumed the caresses. I spent the nails into his chest. That stimulated. His hands gripped me tightly around the waist while my wet sex rubbed his shorts, specifically his erection.
- Perfect, Mel! Wonderful!
He led me while I lose the rhythm dictated. Robert touched me, I proved, over me. My breasts were now on his lips, now in his hands. Strong and urgent tone that excited me more than I imagined being able one day. He ran his hands on my back, one supporting me and keeping our movement while the other slid down to my ass, feeling it. Moaned loudly leaving completely behind the peaceful and quiet Mel sex.
- Take this dress. I want you naked - was the tastiest order I have had pleasure to meet. I raised my arms so he could tear me clothes getting completely comfortable in his arms.
Robert kept his hands on me. His attitude showed me the power he had to do whatever he wanted with me. And I was willing to do anything to give him whatever was necessary, and make the most possible out of what I was offered.
My boss forced our bodies forward, picking up something on the table, achieving with this, hold the tip of my breast in his mouth, and quickly turned the position we were in. What he sought was left to us. A condom. Robert had even thought of everything.
- Come here, gorgeous!
Very quickly his cock was already between my legs. Long, thick and pink. It fit well with the image of Mr. Carter. Not just any penis. It was a decent penis. A perfect demonstration of how was my boss. Strong, determined and imposing.
His skilled hands managed to put the condom in record time. Robert picked me up so I could adjust myself to your body. Encaixamo us and life stopped at that moment.
I felt my body being invaded and filled in a unique way. It was a solitary movement that forced way to not find more space for me. I groaned a mixture of pleasure and protest, but his strong hands held me by the hips preventing me to do otherwise.
He bit his lip and closed his eyes, throwing her head back, savoring the pleasure to be finally inside me. I let my hands be fastened on his chest, feeling his heart racing. When Robert opened his eyes, they were dark, filled with a desire hitherto unknown to me. It was outrageous and outrageously exciting.
- Thus, Melissa! - Moaned letting the words escaped through his teeth. - That's how I want. You all in me and I in you all.
My heart raced and the blood ran full speed in my veins. The hunger reflected in his eyes, reached me. Our lips devoured and immediately started the movement. Robert encouraged me with bold, warm hands who stood firm on me forcing invested according to your needs, it was nothing different from mine.
Let the insanity verging on my mind, dominate me, allowing me to do whatever my body was asking, or that his body required of me. Before long, I was in the same previous expectation, and this time he was inside me. Brushing my walls and leaving no space in my womb. Everything in this region tingled, burned and throbbed. When I came to, I was delivered to a new orgasm, more intense and satisfying than the first.
Robert gave to him as soon as he saw the mine. He had delighted with my performance. Together, attached to each other's arms, with chest heaving, we were on the couch waiting for what would come later.
My head kept me strong in his arms, stroking my back lightly. A great feeling of comfort and safety over me, though he still be a strange and mysterious subject. Deep down, I knew it was too much risk involved that way with him. However, even though fully aware of the mistake he had made, it was impossible not to want more.
At 24, witho
ut even having a glorious sex life, yet with some luggage, I had never experienced anything so spectacular. Robert had a way to catch, kiss, drive, which left me without reaction. I felt like it was, and it really was a girl, innocent and inexperienced in his hands.
The most interesting of all was that never before my body had reacted that way, so vulnerable to caresses and so delivered. Mostly, leaving me so embarrassed. It was good. In fact, it was more than good, it was amazing to be in his arms.
He acted as if there was intimacy between us. His hands continued caresses and, occasionally, his lips touched my hair. Gradually I became annoyed at being unclothed in an open place. There was nothing beyond my dress, slouched in a corner, I could cover me. When I mention up, Robert grabbed me harder blocking my exit.
- You will get away from me?
- I'm sorry, but you are not as menacing as he believes. I'll put the dress. Anyone can come and pick us up ...
- Who would show up?
- Do not know. The Coast Guard, or Neptune - grins. - Is there Coast Guard here? - He let me go and put his arms behind his head. So relaxed and beautiful!
- Do not know. I think so. Why would not exist?
- And why not?
- But you're right. If Neptune decided to spy on our humble lives and were to have any you like, completely naked, I would have to fight a battle to stop him from taking her to the seabed.
I rolled my eyes, but I liked the joke.
- With so many stunning sirens around him, he would soon fascinated by me, so thin and unattractive?
- You are far from being unattractive, Melissa. And to your knowledge, it is a thin false.
- Lean False? And what does that mean? - Raised about his watchful eye, I picked up my dress and dropped the body. All the while he lay me analyzing.
- Lean False. Definitely - and laughed at some private joke.
- What's the fun?
