palms.
“Think
about what you’re doing,” he said.
“I
have. Well unless you don’t want a virgin.”
“Every
man has fantasies about making love to one of those.”
“So
tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it.”
Chapter Nine
Ryan
couldn’t believe that this was happening. He had to be dreaming. He’d wake up
any minute and be in his bed. Opening his eyes to find himself in a pool of
sweat where he’d imagine that Gracie had given herself to him.
But
this was real. He was naked and Gracie was standing before him in all her
beauty.
She
pulled the ribbon from her hair, allowing her long locks to cascade around her
shoulders. He reached out and touched one of the curls at the end. So soft and silky between his fingers.
Gracie
touched his face, her fingers so light, like butterflies fluttering against his
skin. He took them in his hand and kissed each tip. She touched his shoulder
making his body tremble with anticipation of what would come soon: his body
joining with hers. In all honesty he’d wanted this since the first time he’d
visited her when he brought her to Maggie’s.
He
began unbuttoning her dress, popping the buttons open until the sides of the
material fell away from her chest. Her chemise had the cutest bow on the front
of it. He pulled at it, opening it up and giving him the first glimpse of her
bare skin and the top of her breasts.
Ryan
grew more excited, more eager with each passing second. He had to pace himself,
had to slow down or he’d come right this minute.
He
opened up the top of her dress, pushing the sleeves off her shoulders and then her
arms. She helped him ease it over her hips and soon it sat around her ankles.
Just
her petticoat and bloomers stood between their naked bodies marrying up,
rubbing together, causing friction, causing passion.
The
next thing he did with regret but he was getting desperate. He yanked at the chemise
pulling down off her shoulders. Her breasts, he’d never seen such beautiful nipples.
Dusty pink…he had to touch them. See if this was all a wonderful dream. But no,
it was real. They were real as he rolled them between his thumbs and fingers.
She
groaned a little.
“Sorry
Gracie, but you’re just so damn beautiful,” he said.
“It’s
okay, you didn’t hurt me. You can play with my nipples some more if that’s what
you need to do.”
Oh
he needed to all right. That and a lot more. Gracie
wiggled out of her petticoat. He pulled on the cord on the bloomers, loosening
up their waistband until they too slipped down over her hips.
His
cock grew hard as he saw for the first time the dark curls that he’d only got a
glimpse of when she’d stood in front of the mirror that morning. He put his
hands on her mound and felt them against his palm. What treasure lay between
them?
“Open
your legs for me Gracie?”
She
parted them and put her hands on his shoulders. Her fingers were digging into
his skin, making him sense that she was nervous about
what he’d do next.
He
looked up at her. “If you’d like to change your mind about doing this I’ll
understand.”
Gracie
shook her head. “I don’t want another man taking my innocence, only you.”
Ryan
took a deep breath and moved his fingers down into her curls once again. He
slid them over her folds that were wet and soft. He’d never been with a virgin
before. Never known a guy who had. He fingered her
opening, feeling her grip his shoulders with more pressure.
Being
as careful as he could he slipped one finger gently
inside her. Her own fingers dug deeper and harder. She was tight, oh so tight
that he could barely get his finger any farther into her channel. She was tense
and it was going to make things worse, that much he knew.
“Gracie,
try and relax, let your pussy relax as best you can.”
“I’ll
try.”
He
pushed a little farther but she wasn’t helping things any.
Ryan
decided to pull his finger out and instead her lifted her up and placed her on
the
“Think
about what you’re doing,” he said.
“I
have. Well unless you don’t want a virgin.”
“Every
man has fantasies about making love to one of those.”
“So
tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it.”
Chapter Nine
Ryan
couldn’t believe that this was happening. He had to be dreaming. He’d wake up
any minute and be in his bed. Opening his eyes to find himself in a pool of
sweat where he’d imagine that Gracie had given herself to him.
But
this was real. He was naked and Gracie was standing before him in all her
beauty.
She
pulled the ribbon from her hair, allowing her long locks to cascade around her
shoulders. He reached out and touched one of the curls at the end. So soft and silky between his fingers.
Gracie
touched his face, her fingers so light, like butterflies fluttering against his
skin. He took them in his hand and kissed each tip. She touched his shoulder
making his body tremble with anticipation of what would come soon: his body
joining with hers. In all honesty he’d wanted this since the first time he’d
visited her when he brought her to Maggie’s.
He
began unbuttoning her dress, popping the buttons open until the sides of the
material fell away from her chest. Her chemise had the cutest bow on the front
of it. He pulled at it, opening it up and giving him the first glimpse of her
bare skin and the top of her breasts.
Ryan
grew more excited, more eager with each passing second. He had to pace himself,
had to slow down or he’d come right this minute.
He
opened up the top of her dress, pushing the sleeves off her shoulders and then her
arms. She helped him ease it over her hips and soon it sat around her ankles.
Just
her petticoat and bloomers stood between their naked bodies marrying up,
rubbing together, causing friction, causing passion.
The
next thing he did with regret but he was getting desperate. He yanked at the chemise
pulling down off her shoulders. Her breasts, he’d never seen such beautiful nipples.
Dusty pink…he had to touch them. See if this was all a wonderful dream. But no,
it was real. They were real as he rolled them between his thumbs and fingers.
She
groaned a little.
“Sorry
Gracie, but you’re just so damn beautiful,” he said.
“It’s
okay, you didn’t hurt me. You can play with my nipples some more if that’s what
you need to do.”
Oh
he needed to all right. That and a lot more. Gracie
wiggled out of her petticoat. He pulled on the cord on the bloomers, loosening
up their waistband until they too slipped down over her hips.
His
cock grew hard as he saw for the first time the dark curls that he’d only got a
glimpse of when she’d stood in front of the mirror that morning. He put his
hands on her mound and felt them against his palm. What treasure lay between
them?
“Open
your legs for me Gracie?”
She
parted them and put her hands on his shoulders. Her fingers were digging into
his skin, making him sense that she was nervous about
what he’d do next.
He
looked up at her. “If you’d like to change your mind about doing this I’ll
understand.”
Gracie
shook her head. “I don’t want another man taking my innocence, only you.”
Ryan
took a deep breath and moved his fingers down into her curls once again. He
slid them over her folds that were wet and soft. He’d never been with a virgin
before. Never known a guy who had. He fingered her
opening, feeling her grip his shoulders with more pressure.
Being
as careful as he could he slipped one finger gently
inside her. Her own fingers dug deeper and harder. She was tight, oh so tight
that he could barely get his finger any farther into her channel. She was tense
and it was going to make things worse, that much he knew.
“Gracie,
try and relax, let your pussy relax as best you can.”
“I’ll
try.”
He
pushed a little farther but she wasn’t helping things any.
Ryan
decided to pull his finger out and instead her lifted her up and placed her on
the
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