Chapter 2
Six thirty. At the studio only a charming young girl remains, or rather young woman.
It is Saturday, the day that Richard holds open house. The last guest has left and Richard has been cleaning up for some time, emptying an ashtray here, replacing a chair there, and from time to time glancing over at the young person who appears absorbed by a book she is reading. As a matter-of-fact, what is she reading anyway? Quietly, Richard sneaks up behind the young woman, and peeks quite indiscreetly over her shoulder. An imperceptible smile appears on his lips as he recognizes the book to be "Tropic of Cancer". How did she manage to find it? He thought that he had hid it rather carefully among the books of his library. Without making any allusions to this discovery, Richard continues to clean up.
After a few minutes he decides to break the silence.
"Miss, it will soon be seven o'clock and the time that I go to dinner. May I ask you to join me at my meal, oh, a modest one at that?"
Richard was sure that the young woman was going to refuse this offer, even as he was making it. It was not that he had anything better to do that night, but on the contrary he was much taken by the girl's attractive face and even more so by the body which her clothes did little to hide.
We must remember that Richard before all else was an artist and his admiration could only be fired by that which was perfect, given his taste, of course, and his conceptions.
Contrary to his expectations, a crystalline voice answered him.
"If it really isn't a bother, then I shall accept with great pleasure."
Taken by surprise, Richard took the young woman to the small restaurant where he was in the habit of going.
The meal was like most meals with the exception that Richard gallantly added to it a bottle of old Italian wine (of which he had the habit of imbibing a considerable quantity).
Dinner over, Richard returned to the studio followed by the young woman who seemed quite certainly to enjoy his company.
Who was she, after all? He had seen her once before at the studio in the company of one of his poet friends who had confided to him that she was simply a school pal.
Well?
"Call me Bella, if you like," she told him.
"Bella? Well then Miss Bella, what ever happened to our friend Chris who came here the other day in your company?"
"Oh, Chris! It would take too long to tell about and anyway he is neither amusing, nor polite. Oh! he is far from being anything like you Mister Be.. . "
"No, please. Call me Richard."
"Oh, he is far from being like you Richard, even if it is true that you are more wordly wise than he."
"Nonsense, he's a charming fellow behind his bear-like exterior!"
They were both now back in the studio.
"Tell me Bella, did you find the book you were reading before interesting?"
"Oh, please forgive me Richard, but I didn't know that you had noticed what I was read-mg.. .
There is a long silence, while little by little the shadows of dusk fill the studio. "Where is it that you sleep Richard?"
"Where? Upstairs in the loggia. Would you like to see it? From there you'll have a good view of the entire studio."
"Oh, how nice it is when seen from up here. Do you mind if I sit down for a bit?"
"But of course, how can you even ask such a question? Make yourself as completely comfortable as you wish."
Without having to be asked twice, Bella takes off her dress. In the movement of taking off her dress Richard was able to notice a firm bosom, well filled breasts, to a degree which was beyond expectation.
"But Bella, what a beautiful bosom you have; why wear clothes which do not bring out this beauty to its full advantage?"
Her only answer is a blush, and then after a few seconds:
"Do you really think so? I think my breasts are too large and I'm distressed by the fact.. . "
"Too large, how can you think such a thing?"
And without so much as saying boo, Richard goes about undressing the girl completely which is soon done as she makes no opposition, quite on the contrary.
Richard just goes wild over this young body which already has all the qualities of that of a woman's. It is true that she had voluminous breasts, but Richard had such a horror of flat chested women that an abnormal bigness of two breasts would never repel him. And they were so firm...which more than compensated for their hugeness.
His eyes then searched out all the parts which went into the making of this young woman, and she smiled broadly, indicating the considerable pride she felt at being so minutely observed by an artist of considerable reputation.
Richard began running his hands all over her body and then concentrated on her thighs. He stopped at the fine curly tuft of blond hair, forming a distinctly shaped delta below her belly, and meeting no resistance he spreads apart her thighs gently but with insistence. And out from between the golden hair of her bush peeked a rosy bud onto which he placed his lips and where they remained for a long time.
Getting up again he glued his mouth to the young woman's lips, and whispered to her:
"Would you like to spend the night here?"
The answer came in the form of a long and passionate kiss. And so, but a little time after, they were both lying next to each other, quite nude, on the bed whose sheets were thrown to the side.
"Oh, how you too are beautiful," she tells him. "You have the body of a woman. How soft your skin is, and not a hair on your legs and arms. The hair that one sees on most men's chests and arms, I find most disgusting."
"How is it that you know all that?"
Another long loss serves in answer...
Soon, Richard is kissing this body in bloom from tip to toe. Once arrived at the wool of her cunt, he spreads apart the lips and there the clitoris is already stiff and throbbing. Gently he takes it into his mouth and begins to suck on it, but soon he leaves this place of delight, and pushes his head between her thighs, then puts his agile and hot tongue to work on the pretty pink hole which he uncovers by spreading the cheeks of her buttocks. Bella gives herself willingly.
The tongue penetrates into the round hole licking it out carefully, and then after a few moments returns to the slimy slit. Half unconscious with pleasure, Bella doesn't move, abandoning herself to the fantasies of the male animal. Finally she begins to come, to literally melt, and Richard drinks deep the life giving nectar...Then changing position he puts his charged battery cable into the slit, into which his cock disappears at the first shove. But Bella, by using her hands, indicates to him that she now desires something altogether else and so a moment later the handsome tool, dripping with gook, begins its entry into the other orifice. There the going not being as easy, he has to proceed by hump on hump before imbedding his tool to the hilt. Then placing his hand under her belly, Richard still cornholing her, begins to work over her humid cunt with his agile fingers. Given this land of treatment, Bella is soon groaning and moaning in voluptuous ecstasy. At the moment of her coming, she feels in the depths of her ass the hot ejaculation of sperm...
"Aaaah, aaah...I'm...I'm com...coming...go...go...go to it...ooh...enough . .
She kept coming without end. Done in completely, her body still jerks convulsively and only little by little does she come to rest. Then suddenly, Richard's mouth is crushing hers; his body pressing heavily on hers.
How long did they so remain? Slowly their tight embrace loosens...
"Oh, honey it was so good...good...Oh, boy do you fuck a mean fuck...front as well as back...honey I love you...no...no...not yet...later...oh...hold me tight again..."
And once again, one only hears the ticking of the clock...
Now, regaining her senses, Bella looks about her and suddenly a smile spreads over her face. Richard, who is looking at her tries to follow her gaze in order to determine what has attracted her attention. Then he sees that Bella's eyes are resting on two candle holders attached to the far wall, each containing a piece of pink candle...
"What's gotten into you?"
"Nothing, I'm just looking."
And so the two lovers began to talk of a million and one things, those sentences that one utters merely to hear oneself talk. In the mean time
Richard begins again to feel up her breasts whose nipples become erect, hard, and firm like two pretty strawberries.
"But what was it that made you smile before when you saw the two pink candles? Come on let's have it..
"Oh, it's so, I don't know it's so...It's so shameful...If only you knew . .
"All the more reason to tell me about it...come and fast.. . "
"O.K., but stay still-now stop it-and I'll tell you how I-I lost it.. .
"For as you know, it is only a little while ago that I finally left St. Mary's boarding school. No? Well I guess you don't then. Oh, I thought that your poet friend had told you.
"Well just two months ago I was still with the nuns. Two years ago, (I was sixteen at the time) on a Thursday, I had remained alone at the school, while all the others had gone out for a walk. I was being punished, I no longer remember for what, and only a nun had remained behind to watch over me.
"For some time already I had noticed that this nun was paying more attention to me than the others. Well I had gone up to my room and had stretched out on my couch, and as it was very hot I had undone my blouse, when without so much as a knock the nun entered my room. Surprised, I made believe that I was sleeping and just snuck a glance out between my eyelids. And so I saw the nun approaching on tip-toe. She came up to the bed and remained there looking at me for a long time. Then thinking me asleep she picked up the edge of her dress of burlap, and with the other hand undid her panty-slip, exposing to my view a pretty tuft of black fuzz which she then spread apart, revealing her rosy slit. Then gently, staring at me all the while, or rather at my half exposed bosom, she placed a finger into the slit and began moving it up and down the whole of its length.
"As for me, without understanding what was going on, it made me feel all funny. Not being able to restrain herself any longer, she leaned over me altogether, and I could feel the faint caress of her lips against mine, and her breath made a shiver run up my back which I could not define. Disturbed as I was, I spread my legs and at the very same moment my breasts fell completely out of my blouse, and just at the moment that I opened my eyes, the nun's burning lips crushed down on my own. I was breathless with the premonition of a joy of which I was as yet completely ignorant.
"Getting up suddenly, the nun ran to the door which she locked from the inside. Then coming back to me, she began to undress me, and I just let her, happy for no perceivable reason. She took to sucking my nipples which were soon so hard that they hurt me. She then began running her tongue all over my body, always coming back to my lips, plunging it deep into my mouth. Finally she came to my thighs. I didn't move, ready in advance to give myself to all her whims. Searching in my early down she found the lips of my pretty little cunt, and then suddenly with a certain madness she spread apart my thighs, and buried her mouth on my pussy, licking and sucking wildly. Then grabbing my rosy button, she began to suck on it between her tightened lips With relish and avidity. I no longer knew where I was but I was happy...happy...when suddenly I felt myself dizzy and fainting.. .
"When I came back to my senses, the nun was holding me in her bare arms, for she had undressed herself while I had been unconscious. Her body was but one with mine and her mouth was kissing my own without respite.
" 'My darling...it was so good...my darling, was it for you?"
" 'Oh, yes...I'd like some more...more . .
"'Shun, you're tired, honey, take a little nap. When they all get back, I'll say that you are sick and then III bring you your dinner. Come my darling, sleep. And above all don't say a word to anyone.'
"'Oh, no Sister.'
" 'Call me Rose, but only when we're alone.'" Tes, Rose...I love you.' "I too would have liked to leam what was hiding under the pretty black bush of the nun, and so my hand went out in that direction.
" 'Do you want to kiss it, honey? Here, wait a minute and stay as you are.. . '
"She then straddled me, so that her pussy was just level with my mouth. Then it was I in my turn who spread apart her cunt lips and jammed my tongue in with an equal intensity trying to do the same things as she had for me. It was all wet, and from it escaped an odor which made me dizzy-it was an animal smell. She pushed her belly forward, in order to facilitate my licking. I licked, I sucked till suddenly the nun began twitching and jerking all over and I heard her sigh deeply, accompanied by hoarse rattles in her throat.
" 'Ah, I'm dying. Enough...aaah...' oooh...aaah.. . '
Her body, suddenly relaxed and she fell over backwards over my body, while over my mouth, my chin, and even over my chest a sweet and abundant nectar flowed and flowed from her wide open cunt.
"Now stop it Richard, later. Wait till I've finished, oh, you little pig. Wait...later, no, no...Yes, oh yes, go to it. Fuck me good, fuck, fuck...Oooh, hold it, more, more...Aaaah, stop...aah...oooh . .
As you may well guess, all excited by Bella's story, Richard while listening began to feel Bella up, and as the story went on his tool grew till it reached his belly button, and then he could resist no longer. Suddenly, he had aimed his weapon and plunged it into love's cave, and it must be admitted that Bella's cunt too was all a tremble with desire. The results of this act were not long in coming. A few good strokes of his cock, and they both came together.
Fucked and fucker, remained still for a long moment. And then Bella took up again her story, but not before the two lovers had exchanged a goodly number of lasses.
'Ah, I'm dying. Enough...aaah...oooh...your thing-a-ma-jig still pointing to the sky. Now be good or I won't finish my story...
That evening the Mother Superior did come to see me, and in fact found that I looked tired, and no wonder..
" 'Mother Superior, she learned her lessons well today, and I think that she deserves, some attention. If you permit it, I should like to sit up with her in this comfortable armchair. One night is quickly passed, and the little one has a truly good heart.'
" 'Oh, kind sister, you'll be very tired . .
" 'Believe me, Mother Superior, no.. . '
" 'Well then, all right sister.'
Then turning to me the Mother Superior pats me on the cheeks and adds, 'Rest, my little one, and be very good; tomorrow you will spend the day in bed, and if you are not better we will call the doctor.'
"'Yes Mother Superior, thank you Mother Superior...'
"No sooner had the Mother Superior left the rooms, than sister Blanche locked the door and came back to my side, kissing me all over...
" 'Enough now my darling...we re going to be good till all the lights have gone out in the school.'
" 'And then, sister Blanche?'
" 'Afterwards? O, my love, then...but be good now.. .
At eight thirty a sister came in to see if I didn't need anything, and then her steps could be heard dying out in the endless corridors. One by one the lights went out in the windows of the school. In my room only a night light remained lit next to an altar to the Virgin, surrounded by flowers made of porcelain and wax, for I must explain that my room had once been a chapel which had been changed over, but the altar had not been removed.
After having made sure that all was silent in the house, sister Blanche returned to my bed...
" 'Undress yourself quickly, love, so that I may see your beautiful body.'
" 'And you too, sister Rose?'
" Tes, my treasure, my love...'
We did not take long in undressing, and soon we were both tightly squeezed together on my very narrow bed, but so closely were our bodies united that despite the narrowness of the bed, another person could have joined us. Her kisses were filled with passion and I did my best to return them with as much heat.. .
Finally we changed places. Sister Rose stretched herself out over the length of my body, her head buried between my thighs, and as for me just over my lips I had the delight of her beautiful, large, and pink slit. I began, at first, to take my tongue to it, at first with a little hesitation but then with more and more aggressiveness, till I reached the point where I would have liked to have taken a piece of her flesh with my teeth, this exhilarating flesh...
" 'Ow, oow, not so hard, honey...don't get so excited. Darling, there, not so fast...higher, higher, there...aah, that's good...that's it, ooh...Honey that's great. Yes, yes, suck my button, suck...breathe it in, oh...yes, go, go, go, I say suck, nibble, good...oh, yes, yes
Soon I felt a flood of sap flow over my face. As for me, not wanting to tire me out too quickly, sister Rose had up to that moment contented herself with but a few caresses. And then suddenly she spread my thighs wide apart, buried her head even further between them, and I suddenly felt her tongue licking my ass a mile a minute.
A little surprised at first, I quickly gave myself entirely to this newer labor. It felt funny, a new sensation was taking hold of me, and then it felt good. I can hear her tongue going, slop, slop with all the spit that was running down that part of my anatomy. Then her fingers began gently spreading my hole, and I then pushed my ass back into her face in order to help her in her endeavor. I felt her fingers tickling the inside of my ass-hole...Aah, wait...let me rest a little. I think that I'll come just thinking about it. No, stop, not now...
"Well to continue...What, your thing is up in the air again? Ah, no, wait till I've finished . .
As I was saying, I felt myself among the angels at the pressure of those fingers in my ass-hole, so agreeable, tickling...Taking her turn, sister Rose, humped her ass-hole into face and my tongue slipped right into her hole and with my fingers I stretched apart its edges without difficulty. I sucked, licked, inhaled frantically the delectable flesh.
How long did this happiness last?
As you can well imagine, we were a little tired,-and so we left our position of love to stretch out alongside each other, and so in a tight embrace, thigh pressed against thigh, we fell asleep.
In the middle of night I woke up just in time to hear midnight ring, and the same instant sister Rose also woke. Immediately our mouths sought each other out, and our lips still sticking had a wild odor which still clung to them...
" 'Are you not too tired my darling, my love! Oh, no, no...
"'My love, my treasure, I love you...'"
After a moment, and a long drawn out kiss, Sister Rose whispers to me, '"Wait and see, honey and I'll make you come, and then you'll make me come. Won't you, honey? Just wait.'"
Getting up, she went to the altar, and gathered all the candles that were there. What was she going to do with them? For an instant she looked at me, as she put the candles down on the night table next to the head of the bed. How beautiful she was, standing there all naked in the shadowy light of the room. My God, I never would have thought that a woman could be so beautiful. I had a confused sense that I no longer belonged to myself; that already I was her thing, almost her slave, and I abandoned myself to her and all her desires, all that she could possibly demand of me.
" 'You'll see, my love, we are going to come like hell. Wait III put a pillow, yes and the covers, underneath the small of your back. There, now spread your legs apart as far as they'll go. That's it oh, how beautiful you are like that.'"
" 'So are you, my darling sister.'"
"'Now I'm going to put myself on top of you. Make yourself comfortable, here put a pillow behind your head, that's it, there. Oh, you'll see, honey, how we're going to love each other. You'll do to me exactly the thing that I do to you . . "
"Yes, Rose darling."
Sister Rose was on top of me now, with her belly on my breasts, her legs straddling me, so that her buttocks were protruding, and as for me with the pillows and blankets underneath the small of my back, I felt my buttocks well exposed as well.
She ran her agile tongue around my cute little pussy and then my shit hole. Her licking was followed with great quantities of saliva, undoubtedly for purposes of lubricating the area. I waited breathlessly for I was sure that I was to learn another of love's games.
I was already quivering with pleasure at the contact of that wet tongue, when I felt something hard being introduced into my tunnel of love...guessing that one of the candles from the altar was in question I thought with fright that never could such a thing enter into so small a thing...
I felt the candle insinuate itself slowly and with a twisting motion...
"Ow, ow, oh..."
I gave out with two little yelps, but soon I felt the candle go in even deeper into my tunnel which caused such a pleasurable sensation that I made such movements as to facilitate its entry. It was such a strange sensation and I felt myself losing consciousness. I was happy...happy...
Then sister Rose began to move the candle in and out and at the same time kneaded my button of love. Oh, how wonderful it was, how delicious. And what joy I felt when sister Rose began to shove another candle into my ass-hole, but there it took a much longer time. Nevertheless I could not hold back a cry of pain, but all of a sudden I felt the candle surge in without any effort, after first having passed the last obstacle to its entry.
Oh, then, then the movement of each candle became more and more rapid, and I thought that I would die, it was heaven, I swam in a sea of voluptuousness such as I never dreamed existed. It was delirious, it was supreme, it was splendid. I did my best to give her in return the same service. Those were a few moments of divinity.
Afterwards? Oh it was too wonderful a night not to have been followed by many more like it. However, I lost no time in initiating some of my charming little companions, or in participating in the debaucheries of those already initiated. And so it went, a continued search after ways and means of newer and greater pleasure.
A little following this period my guardian came to fetch me, so that I could stay with him. Alas, it was goodbye to my first experiences of love. Good-by to the place where I had first known the supreme pleasures of my youth. A few days after I was asleep in my room, a room that my guardian had reserved for me in his house lost in the back country of New Jersey, I was awakened by the noise of a falling chair. I cried out and just as I did, heard the voice of my guardian, "It's me, don't be frightened."
My waking having been so unexpected, I had sat up in bed, and although we were in midwinter the room being well heated, I had retained my habit of sleeping in the nude.
I felt the gaze of my guardian's eyes transfixed on my young body. His look seemed to devour me. I was overtaken by a sense of shame and drew the sheet up around my shoulders. No sooner had I done so than my guardian was at my side.
"Leave the sheet be, my little one, leave it be so that I may look upon this pretty body. Don't be frightened. God, what pretty teats. Do you know that you are beautiful? And that mouth, let me have it."
What was it that took place within me? Was it all the pleasures that I had experienced which I had been so ardently desiring again during the last few days? In any case, it was as if a fire had suddenly begun to consume my entire body and being. I uttered no word and let him have his will.
My guardian continued his exploration of my body. He had thrown back the covers and sheets and so I lay there, a nude offering to his eyes and hands. At the contact of his fingers, caressing me all over, I thought that I was going to faint. I closed my eyes. I felt his hands fumbling in my bush, and then a hot tongue penetrated into my cunt, an expert tongue, and then two thick lips seized my button, already erect and throbbing, and sucked on it avidly. Oh, it was so good, but that was not to be the end of my good fortune. My eyes still shut tight, just when I was about to come, I no longer felt the pleasure-giving tongue. A moment passed and I opened my eyes and saw my guardian undressing himself with all speed which presented no difficulty since he was only wearing pajamas. Oh, my darling, for the first time I saw a naked man, oh, not as handsome as you, but after all it was the first. And between his legs I saw a stick of flesh, all pink and stiff. It was something altogether different than what I had known. Of course, that which I was seeing for the first time could not be compared with your beautiful cock; for you have the body of a woman and a took second to none. But after all it was the first that I had ever contemplated. My guardian came close to me and put his club into my sweaty paws.
"There, sweetie, do this, caress it well, there, like that, undress it well, and tickle my big nuts. Yes like that...yes that's it...now gently . .
Oh, how wonderful it was to caress his beautiful member. Even if it wasn't very long it was quite broad and its skin terribly soft. I amused myself by moving the skin back and forth over its head. I bent my head over it and was taken by an irresistible desire to kiss it. At first guardian allowed me to do as I wished, but then he pulled away and grabbed me by the waist and sat me up, placing two pillows behind my shoulders. Then he got on top of me, straddling me and on his knees, he presented to my lips the head of his cock. This time I was no longer satisfied just to lass his instrument. Timidly, at first, I began to encircle the head of his cock with my lips. And then with growing confidence, I grabbed the whole of it into my mouth and experienced an indescribable voluptuousness in sucking this pink piece of flesh. My guardian aided in the process by making the appropriate motions, and as for me I had placed my two hands on the cheeks of his buttocks and was pulling on them. Suddenly I felt my guardian's first efforts to disengage his dick from my slobbering mouth, but I wanted to continue sucking on this good flesh, I wanted to continue to feel in my mouth that skin both rough and soft. So I moved my mouth even further forward and with my hands, with all of my strength I kept my guardian from liberating himself.
Oh, honey, I felt his cock jumping and jerking in my mouth and I quickened the speed of my sucking and licking and then suddenly I felt my throat fill with a thick liqueur which I swallowed with avarice. My guardian continued his efforts to free himself but to no avail. I held him so tenaciously that he was unable to pull out and I kept sucking away like a pump, emptying his enormous nuts of their last drop of juice-those nuts resting on my circling arms.
Finally all tired out, I delivered him from my embrace.
My guardian stretched himself out on top of me and glued his lips to mine as if to search for the taste of his come juice. A few moments passed and then my guardian took my hands and placed them on his instrument, now slightly softened.
"Stroke it well, my little sweetie, stroke it more, there under my balls...there...oh, yes!"
The results of my caresses were not long in coming. I felt his member becoming hard under the touch of my fingers. Already I had thoughts of sucking it off again, a long time, in order that once again I could savor that rich liqueur, the taste of which still clung in my throat.
"Wait a bit, sweetie. Let me show you . .
My guardian, as he said these words, had gotten up, and then taking me into his arms picked me up and placed me on the edge of the bed. What was he going to do?
He made me spread my legs. My buttocks were half off the edge of the bed. Then he placed a pillow beneath the small of my back.
Well...well, I saw him approach me with his big dick till its head was tickling the entrance of my cunt. God, what was going to happen now-such a large piece of meat in such a small hole. What did he want to do to me?
Oh, darling it didn't take long. Just a corkscrew turn at the door of my trembling pussy, and bang, one big lunge...a scream of pain which I couldn't hold back...and then the balm of paradise spread through me replacing the sharp pain I had felt. Oh, that piece of meat that seemed to fill the whole of my belly, and that back and forth motion which made me feel like I was going to die at every turn. I heard my guardian gasp and sigh, "There, there, there, sweetie, my little virgin, there, there. Feel, feel my cock, oh, there . .
I felt my whole body lift up at each bang of his dick. I already felt faint with pleasure. I felt my chest swell, I felt myself enveloped m an unknown world of pleasure.
"Aaah...aah...oooh."
At the moment that I felt my guts filled with a hot liquid I came and fainted dead away.
And that's how I was fucked for the first time by my first man.
But my guardian proved to be so mean with me every time a man or servant looked at me or addressed me that I decided to run away. One day the poet whom you know came to the house, and my guardian being away, I told him my story, after a fashion: saying that I was unhappy, etc...Anyway, very moved, the sweet boy took me away with him to his place, where I've been staying ever since. It's almost two months now since I left my guardian's house. I've written to him since but without letting him know my address.
"And with the poet.. . ? "
"With him? Oh, my darling, he went to the extreme of chivalry, and has never so much as kissed me. So you see, it is really you who had me for the first time. With you I feel that I would do anything you desired till the day you tire of me, and on that day . .
"On that day.. . ? "
"Well, on that day I shall belong to everyone without belonging to any one person..."
"? ? ? ? "
"Oh my God yes, I feel a river of fire running through my veins. I'm dying to give myself to all comers from whom I'll glean all the possible pleasures of the flesh. I sense in myself the soul of a whore and I want to experience the repeated embraces of the flesh. Oh, yes honey, fuck me...fuck...yes, yes...no, not there, in the ass...there...there...corn-hole me...yes...oh, stick your whole arm into my cunt...go to it, you no good mother fucker...shove your cock out of my nostrils..."
Left breathless by our heroine's story Richard could contain himself no longer and plunged into the fray. Both of our lovers being so overexcited, they could not stretch out their pleasure, and so in but a few minutes they both sank exhausted into a state of perfect felicity.
They then fell asleep wrapped in each others arms.
At dawn, the first to wake up, Bella immediately directs her hands towards the hot and sticky member stuck to her belly. Under the passionate caress of her fingers it is not long before Richard wakes up as well.
"What are you doing, sweetie?"
A few moments later, both wide awake, this time on top of each other in that wonderful position, called most often sixty-nine, our two lovers are sucking and licking away with an ardor only equaled by their desire to come at all cost.. .
Being within reach of her hand, she grabs the two pink candles and gives one of them to her sucker, "Here, quick, honey, in the bung hole...yes...gently...oh, yes...faster...faster...oh, goooooo, go, go!"
As for her, she had in turn introduced the other candle into Richard's cute little ass-hole, whose pink door opened under her eyes, as she continued to suck greedily the beautiful tool for she was beneath him, and he on top...
It was the first time that Richard felt something in his bung hole...Till now he had never quite dared seek this form of enjoyment, for he had obviously never realized the pleasures it could afford. Worked over by a mouth that was sucking him off with great fervor, he moved his ass back in order to better feel the candle reaming out his shit hole, and all of it was a revelation for him, such as he had never suspected. As for him, he was plunging his candle into the ass of the pretty girl, and all the while sucking and licking away at her dripping cunt. His tongue becoming fatigued, he pulled the candle out of her ass and without missing a stroke plunged it into her cunt. It all ended with the frightful noise of 'alip, slop, fop, swish'. They were doing their utmost to keep from coming too soon. Finally, Bella began to come and she came without stopping to the sound of the 'slip, slop' of the candle, flipping in and out of her two sticky orifices. Finally, Richard could hold out no longer and let go his come juice into an expectant and vacuum cleaner-like mouth that slopped up his gook to the last drop.
Through the skylight, a ray of sunshine shone and lit up the two splendid bodies lying in their irreproachable nudity-Phebus added her shining splendor to the divine marriage of the flesh.. .