1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    place.” I replied; adjusting my speed to keep her beside me. She pulled up beside a field of sunflowers and stopped. Coming back to the jeep, she said, “Now this is a good secret.” and opened my door. I looked around and thought it was a nice place but it didn’t seem like a huge secret. Anyone on the interstate could see us standing by the field of sunflowers. “Ok…” I started. She grabbed my hand and led me to the grass, “Right here.” she directed, and giggled at me. “Ok, I see the flowers, the interstate, and the grass.” I observed. “Stomp your feet.” she instructed, urging me on. I stomped and heard a metallic thud, “What is that?” I asked, now curious. “It’s a bunker.” she explained. “You’re supposed to take shelter in it in case of a tornado or nuclear war.” I knew what that was, I just never saw one. “Ok, how do you get in?” I asked, stepping in different spots. She bent down and lifted up a ring and tugged. One side opened and I could see stairs leading down. I helped her open the other half. “Come on, get in.” she urged, “We can shut these behind us, but wait until I turn on the light.” I waited until I saw a light come on and closed the doors. Coming down the stairs, I saw a room the size of my bedroom. “Now, we keep jarred fruits and vegetables in here now.” she explained, “Kind of like a cellar.” and plopped down on a futon. Patting it, she offered me a seat. The musky smell wasn’t too overbearing and the walls and ceiling seemed sturdy enough. Two walls were ...
    lined with shelving and held green beans, some other indiscernible jars, and what I thought to be applesauce. “Hey girl, come here often?” I mused, dropping down by her side. “Whenever I want some time alone.” she replied, leaning closer to me. “Ah, you’re not alone now.” I pointed out feeling her warmth against me. “Nope, I’m with the one I want to be with.” she cooed, snuggling into me. We sat for a minute without talking and she broke the silence. “You remember what you told me on the way home the first time?” “About my mom not thinking you’re good enough for me?” I asked, unsure where she was going. “No; the other thing.” she prompted, turning her head to look at me. Seeing the ignorance on my face, she gave up. “About craving me like vampires crave blood.” My eyes lit up in remembrance, “Oh, yeah; I remember.” rubbing her arm. “Well, you were telling me how it felt and I didn’t think much of it at the time.” she confessed, turning her head away from me. “But now… now I have an itch that I want you to scratch.” and turned to look at me again. I was shocked, “Are you serious?” and reiterated, “I mean, do you really want to… you know.” and huffed, “Here?” She pulled a shell-shaped plastic case from her knee-high jeans and showed me. “This time Jake; you don’t have to stop kissing me.” I don’t want to say anything about this other than I was her first. We were in that cellar long enough for me to explode twice and her… too many to count. I just love her so much; I want to keep ...
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