Chapter 16

They stood out doors at the observation deck, a light breeze rippling through their hair, and waited anxiously for the plane to come in. A lot of men stared at them, and it was easy to understand why. They were beautiful to look at. Young, healthy, and with an aura of sex that hung heavy in the air all around them.

Then they saw it land, and holding each other's hand they ran inside and waited for the passengers to enter.

"Stephen, oh Stephen," she cried, seeing the handsome man approaching. And then she just flew towards him and his strong arms were holding her tight.

"It's all over now baby, don't cry." He took her arm and together they left the crowd of passengers and friends and walked out into the sunshine.

Claudie told him all about it. She told the story coldly, almost like it hadn't happened, and she didn't spare any detail. She wanted to-find out if he really loved her, and this was the only way.

"My poor darling, what you've been through. Listen, honey, we'll go to San Francisco for a week or so, and then hop a plane back to New York. And, if you'll have me, we'll get married. How does that sound?"

Claudie couldn't believe her ears. He wanted to marry her! Despite everything.

"Yes, yes, yes. You're so good Stephen. From now on I'll do anything you want. Anything. I love you."

They went back to the hotel and decided to stay there for the night. In the morning they would catch a plane for California.

Once in the room they embraced. Tenderly they kissed each other, tasting the pleasures of each other's lips. Then Claudie moved her hand to cover his bulging penis. She wanted to make love to him, and it would be different than ever before. She would show him what she had learned, she decided.

They undressed slowly, savoring each other's bodies with their eyes. He was so handsome, and his prick was as big as any she had seen.

She bent down in front of him and took his throbbing organ in her moist mouth. She licked it up and down, tracing the swollen veins with the tip of her tongue. Stephen started to rock forwards and back, as the tingling sensations coursed through his body. He ran his hands through her curling copper hair and tenderly kissed her on the top of her head.

Claudie worked hard. This was her man, the one she had chosen. She sucked hard on the purple head and drew it into her mouth. Then slowly she let her lips cover the rest of his shaft until the entire cock was engorged deep in her throat. Stephen was groaning now and forcing her head down deep onto his prick.

"So good, baby, so good," he murmured, and Claudie responded by taking his balls in her hands and gently massaging them. He was close to coming already and Claudie wanted to make sure that she got a piece of the action.

"Put it in me now," she said, and taking Stephen's hand she led him to the bed.

She lay back and arched her back giving him a view of two lovely full tits just begging to be grabbed. And he had to touch them. With trembling fingers, he ran his hands over her perky nipples, feeling the hard rubbery texture, and then slid them over the firm white fleshy globes. The pressure of his fingers were sending those now familiar itchings dancing through her cunt. She wrapped her legs around one of his, and started rubbing herself against it.

"Bite them," she moaned, and obediently Stephen moved his mouth downwards and softly nibbled on her rosy nipples.

"Harder, hurt me," she begged, and his teeth firmly grasped the rubbery morsels as he bit down with less of the gentleness than before.

"Mmmmmm, sooo good, it's time now. Give it to me."

Stephen covered her body with his, and his legs pushed hers far apart. He slid his pulsating prick between her thighs and slid it into the dewy entrance, then all the way until his cock was buried in creamy wetness of her womb.

"Oooooh, you're so hot inside," he grasped, and pushing hard he drove his machine in and out between the creases of her lips. Cold and hot shivers ran up and down her spine, and before she knew what was happening she felt the painful spasms of an orgasm hitting her hard in the belly.

"Come with me, Stephen," she panted. And Stephen didn't have much choice. With a loud cry he shot his load of burning sperm deep into Claudie's belly. Then he rolled off her and lay back panting.

"Light me a cigarette, will you Claudie," he said when he had recovered his breath. Claudie lit two and passed one to him. "You've grown up a bit, baby," he said, "and I don't think it's a bad thing. But why did you want me to hurt you?"

"I don't know," she said and her voice was sad with confusion.

"Don't worry about it, anyway. You've probably forgotten about how gentle men can be after all you've been through. A few more times together, and everything will be back to normal."

Claudie wondered about it. She was a little worried. There had been something missing in this fuck, something she had gotten used to and learned to enjoy. Maybe it was the violence and the uninhibited freakiness that she had experienced with Marcellus and Sofia. It hurt her to think about it, so she put the thought aside and started to talk about San Francisco.

It would be a lovely vacation, of that she was sure. Warm weather, beautiful scenery, and a good man to give her love to. She couldn't wait. "San Francisco will be my cure," she said to Stephen, and she nestled up to him and laid her head on his broad dark-haired chest.

He held her close and almost felt like crying. He had his baby back and he was going to make up to her all the horrors that she had gone through.

"Let's have dinner in bed," he suggested, and Claudie nodded happily. He called room service and ordered steak and french fries for both of them. Then they settled back under the covers and napped until the food arrived.

When they heard the knock on the door Stephen threw a robe on and opened it. A young, and very handsome youth rolled in the tray, and couldn't help but let his eyes wander to the figure of Claudie under the sheets. Her curves were still very visible, and the hard points of her nipples stood out under the thin material. Stephen didn't notice anything and handed the boy a tip. Then the door closed and they were alone together.

All through the meal Claudie and Stephen chatted pleasantly, about everything but was on their minds.

And it was lucky for Stephen that he didn't know what she was thinking about. Claudie wanted the bell boy!

After the meal Stephen suggested that they go to the airport and pick up some tickets, then maybe take in a movie. Claudie said that she was a bit tired and that perhaps if he went to pick up the tickets alone she would meet him later and then they'd go out.

"Sure, honey. That's a good idea. You get some sleep and I'll give you a ring in a few hours."

He got dressed and walked over to the bed. Claudie was still lying under the blankets, and she smiled up at him as he bent over and planted a sweet kiss on her forehead.

"I'll miss you Claudie," he said, "But, no nonsense now. Get some sleep and when I call you get your ass out of bed and get dressed just as fast as you can."

He left and she heard his footsteps echoing down the hall. Then the elevator came and she heard it's creaking sound as it took Stephen down to the first floor.

Claudie immediately went to the telephone.

"Room service, please," she said to the man at the desk, and when he asked what she wanted she told him that they had finished eating and would they please send someone up to take away the tray.

Claudie didn't believe it even while she was doing it. "What's gotten into me?" she asked herself. She had no self-control, and all she wanted to do was get that handsome young bellboy into her bed. Love wasn't enough. It scared her. She argued to herself that Stephen was too much of responsibility for her, but she knew deep down inside that the lack was hers.