1. A New World Part 5


    Date: 10/28/2015, Categories: Bisexual, Author: BadDog9, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    jeans. “I want to look at your cute little ass,” she said, opening the fly and pushing them down. “That’s better.” She stepped back, admiring my butt and cupping the cheeks with her small hands. I turned to face her, even fresh out of bed with disheveled hair and no make up, she was stunningly beautiful. Her skin had a natural glow and her smile sparkled as bright as her eyes. “Morning,” I smiled. Her emerald eyes traveled down over my torso to my flaccid cock, “Mmm even better,” she grinned. I stepped forward for a good morning kiss and a playful squeeze of her ass. Her arms wrapped around my waist and her hands drifted over my ass as we kissed. “I’m hungry, want some breakfast?” she asked, opening the fridge. Surveying the contents, she asked, “Cold pizza or bratwurst?” “Cold pizza, the breakfast of champions,” I chuckled, admiring her firm round ass and remembering the feel of her tight hole around my cock. She set the pizza box and a jug of orange juice on the table, “Breakfast is served,” she announced, with a grand gesture. It was strangely exciting, sitting nude at the breakfast table. I felt free and exposed, liberated and dirty, I wanted Riley to look at me and hoped she wouldn’t. This was new to me and I didn’t know how I should feel. “Got anything planned today?” Riley asked, nibbling at her pizza. I shook my head, “Not really, I was gonna wash my truck and get some new work boots, but nothing important,” I shrugged. “Oh I need to get some boots for a new costume, ...
    can I come with you?” Riley asked, enthusiastically. “You can come with me anytime you want,” I answered, excited at the idea of spending the day with her. Riley excitedly jumped up. “I want to see what you think. I’m gonna go put it on and see if you like it,” she said hurrying back to the bedroom. I had another slice of pizza and gazed up at the large picture above the table. It covered most of the wall in the small dining area, it was a reproduction of Botticelli’s “The Birth of Venus’, though I didn’t know that at the time. It seemed out of place in the small room, but exquisitely matched to Riley’s personality. The stereo in the living room suddenly came to life with the sound of Deep Purple’s ‘Smoke On The Water.’ “Will, come see what you think of my new costume,” Riley shouted over the music. I made my way into the other room to find Riley, wearing a straw hat and short bib overalls. She raised her arms and twirled, giving me a good look from every angle. “What do you think?” she asked with a bright smile. She was the embodiment of the farmer’s daughter from countless erotic fantasies. The bib left her shoulders and sides bare, allowing a good view of her firm breasts from the side, and the shorts fit tight over her perfect round butt. I nodded, “You look great,” I said, with my cock beginning to stir. She looked down at her bare feet, “I need some boots or something to go with it though,” she said. I liked the look of her small bare feet and delicate painted toes, but ...