1. The Unforgettable Jemima


    Date: 10/7/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: footprint, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    happen. Even in the semi-darkness, he found her beautiful. He cupped her chin with his hand, her smooth young skin like silk against his. He angled her face upwards and leant in to kiss her. As their lips touched, her soft tongue explored his mouth; his erection ached for her. Breaking their kiss, he slid his hands to her hips, his aroused crotch barely an inch from hers. “I...I've never had a man before,” she confessed. “Boys, yes. But not a proper man. A man like you.” “I promise I won't disappoint.” Despite her usual confidence, he could feel her shudder with nervousness as he peeled off her tee shirt, leaving her stood there naked. He took in her gorgeous body: the sensuous line of her neck; the curve of her small tits; her womanly thighs; the little curls of black hair about her pussy; those long, shapely legs. Paul kissed her again and felt her tongue forcing itself into his mouth. She was as eager as he. He moved a hand between her thighs and jammed a finger into her; his digit was met by her warm, wet cunt. He extracted his mouth from hers; her breath was heavy and hot against his neck. She longed for more. He kissed at her neck and chest. Her areolae were large and dark, her nipples almost black. Paul wrapped his lips about one, sucked it gently. She moaned, forcing her tit into his mouth. He nibbled the nipple, circling it with his tongue, savouring her like fine wine. Jemima moaned quietly as he moved to the other one, teasing it with the tip of his tongue before ...
    encasing it with his mouth. “Don't stop,” she murmured. He glided a finger back into her cunt as he pleasured her breasts. She bit her lip when he clamped his teeth about a nipple and tugged playfully. Her cunt, when he reached it, was glistening wet. He split her red, swollen pussy lips with his fingers to reveal the pink flesh there. He tasted and smelt her womanhood as he played his tongue over her clit. Her hands rested on the back of his head, wanting to keep his head there, not wanting this feeling to end. But he pulled away, aware that his cock was throbbing in his pyjama pants. Jemima watched agape as they were pushed down to proudly reveal his erect member. Skilfully, fluidly, he turned her about and made her bend over the kitchen table. In a few hours he'd be enjoying breakfast there with his daughter, but for now, he was going to fuck the hell out of this girl. He tapped his feet against her heels to encourage her to open her legs wider. She spread them in a V shape. She had no resistance to him. She would have let him do whatever he wanted, had he asked. Stood behind her, Paul moaned with supreme satisfaction as he slid his cock into her waiting, soaking pussy. “Fuck,” he breathed. “Oh, fuck.” He grabbed her waist for traction and started to move. “You're fucking beautiful,” he said to her, but wasn't sure if she even heard. All he could see of her was the back of her head and her black hair fanned out, spilling onto her back and the table under her. He sped up, ...
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