Taboo

Keywords: Come..., 11, Things, All, Ch.,

I eased a finger into her cunt and massaged the back wall lightly, the membrane between her bowel and her vagina slipping through my grasp like butter, and her lower body began to sway and shudder as she tried to force herself further onto me.

I drew my hand out of her body and pulled at her thigh. The vibrations round my cock eased as she swung her leg over my chest and shuffled backwards to my waiting mouth, then she lowered her head and I felt the gentle pressure of her tongue begin to lave the top surface of my prick again. I matched her movements, sliding my tongue through her folds, holding her apart with my hands and swiping lovingly along the length of her exposed slit. Her tiny clitoris was straining from its sheath, and I ran my lips over it, suckling it gently, feeling her increasing lust, her breath beginning to rasp in her nose and throat, and her movements speeding up imperceptibly. Her cunt quaked suddenly and I felt a rush of juices spread over my face. I could taste myself on her and the sharp aroma of our earlier bout was strong in my nostrils. My cock swelled and jerked as pleasure spread through me, her expert mouth teasing me into complete and steel hard arousal. She shivered again, and her hips bucked sharply over me, then her mouth lifted and she spun round neatly and settled her crotch over mine, guiding my swollen, purple cockhead to the entrance of her soft pussy.

Her eyes locked onto mine and she lowered herself slowly onto me, her thighs quivering as she controlled her descent. I reached up and pinched her teats, standing rigid and proud from the pebbled circle of her areolas, and she murmured something unintelligible and pushed herself completely onto me and leaned forward. The head of my cock was nudging the roof of her vault and she rolled her hips gently as she presented her breasts to my waiting mouth. With the tip of my tongue I worried and stimulated her nipples, pursing my lips over each one in turn, sucking softly, then drawing as much of each soft globe as I could into my mouth. She began her familiar humming, wordless and urgent, and her hips began to rock, grinding her clit into my pubic bone. The first contractions began in her lower belly, and my cock throbbed as her cuntwalls grasped the shaft, rippling gently. She leaned back again, her gaze still fixed on me, and to my surprise I saw tears leaking from the corners of her eyes. I reached up and gathered her into my arms, rolling us over so that I was above her, still embedded in her up to the hilt. I kissed her eyelids and began to pump slowly and steadily, nuzzling her shoulders and neck.

We fucked unhurriedly, letting the pressure build in us. We both knew that this was the last time, and the knowledge lent an edge of sweetness and longing, lifting fucking to the level of lovemaking. I slipped my hands underneath her taut buttocks and raised her to meet each slow surge of my hips, and her breath was harsh in my ear as the tides of sensation washed through us. Without needing to say anything we quickened our rhythm, each feeling the other's need. My cock seemed enormous, every inch of its surface sensitised. I could feel the soft ridges of her vagina caressing me hungrily as I slid into her, and her engorged labia gripped me tightly as I withdrew, only to accept me again as I glided back into her. My pubic bone was still pressing gently on her clit and she began to gasp with every thrust as the friction increased. I could feel my seed gathering at the base of my cock and my balls stirred, drawing themselves up into my body. Her lower body started to shake and the muscles in her smooth belly spasmed quietly as another small climax rolled through her. She twisted her arms round my neck and bit my ear quite hard.

'Just a little more, please. I don't want this ever to end. Just keep fucking me slowly till we die...' I slowed slightly and relaxed my asshole, holding myself back, then bent my neck and drew one rigid nipple into my mouth, nipping it lightly and worrying the hard little stub with the tip of my tongue. Her belly fluttered again and she raised her legs and locked them over my back. I felt weightless, my entire being flowing through my cock into her, taking her to the same destination as me.

I took my cue from her ragged breathing, sliding deep into her as she inhaled, and withdrawing gently as her released breath bathed my shoulder and neck. Our tempo quickened again. A mottled flush began to creep down from her neck to her breasts and her heels dug into the small of my back, spurring me on. Her humming had risen in pitch and was punctuated by sobbing gasps, and the centre of my being lurched and dropped into the pit of my belly. My cock grew larger still inside her and she felt me and bit my shoulder as fresh spasms wracked her delicate frame. The sensations were pouring over me now and I thrust desperately into her, seeking release. With a cry I exploded deep within her and at the same moment she screamed softly and her hips bucked frantically under me, her back arching and lifting us both clear of the bed. For a timeless moment we were one fused person, then we sank back, gasping, and lay in each others' embrace.

When I woke I was alone. On the bedside table was a note. 'No more to say or do. Together we are very special. Love, real love, Angela. PS: Frau Fischer has gone to a hotel and will be back in the morning.'

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I'd woken again early and made myself coffee and gone back to bed. I was lying thinking about the past couple of days, marvelling at Angela's ability to be two such distinct people, when my door burst open and a leggy blonde hurricane landed on me.

'Luke, when did you get back? We arrived just now and look, Luke, look.' She waved a letter under my nose. 'I passed English, and all the others as well, and not just passed, I got a distinction!' She flung her arms round me and squeezed till I thought my ears would explode.

'Calm down, Uli, and show me the letter.' I disentangled myself and struggled upright. 'Let's have a look at it.' I ran my eyes over the official German quickly. 'Well, that's that then. You've done it and now the world's all yours, and you're not my student any more. Where do you want to go to celebrate?' A thought struck me. 'What about Karl?' She jumped up at once.

'I didn't even ask. Hang on a minute.' She shot out of the room and I heard her clattering downstairs shouting for Karl. In a moment she was back. 'He got distinctions too, but only in English and maths, but he's passed everything. He's on the phone to Bea already, telling her.' She dived onto the bed again and kissed me hard. 'Thank you, Luke, from the bottom of my heart.' Her voice changed. 'I'm going to lock the door.'

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Cook was at the market, and Uli, Trudi and I were in the kitchen drinking coffee before Uli and I left for the airport. Trudi was looking wistful and trying not to show it.

'I wish it was the sort of holiday where I could join you', she said, 'even though I know it wouldn't be fair. But you will be back for a little while afterwards, Luke, won't you?' I smiled at her.

'Don't worry, woman. Whatever you're planning, I'll be here for it.' She and Uli exchanged looks of annoyance.

'How do you know we're planning something?' they asked in unison. I smiled again.

'I've spent a lot of time with you both recently, and I know the way your minds work. And I can smell a conspiracy from five hundred metres.' Trudi shrugged.

'So much for surprising you. Never mind. You'd better not get too tired in Spain though, because you're going to need a lot of energy when you get back.' Uli gave a muffled giggle and kicked me under the table.

'Don't worry about energy, Trudi.' she said. 'Have you ever known him run out of steam before you do?' Trudi blushed and said nothing, and Uli turned to me.

'Has my mother paid you?' I grinned at her.

'She has indeed, and very handsomely. Half cash and half cheque, just as we agreed. I'm going to spoil you rotten over the next week, and you'd better cooperate.' Her turn to blush.

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'Why didn't we screw last night?' she asked the next morning as we lay on the beach and let the hot Spanish sun soak into us. 'I was all ready and everything and you just held me and I fell straight asleep. When I woke up I was quite annoyed.' I turned my head and looked at her.

'Simple reasons. One more day isn't going to hurt; last night you were tired and a little bit jumpy; to tell the truth, I was too, and I don't want it to be disaster for either of us; plus I quite fancy daylight, and there wasn't any of that last night'. She rolled over and draped an arm round my neck, her breasts pressing against my ribs and her mound nudging my hip gently.

'You are something else. If we have a swim, and a light lunch, and a siesta, do you think you could manage to deflower me, or do I have to beg?'

'Race you to the water, blondie.'

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We lay on my bed holding each other lightly, looking into each others' eyes. The air conditioning hummed softly and the sun filtering through the slatted blinds painted her body in tiger stripes of gold and shadow. Her eyes were hooded and mysterious, everywoman in the body of a young girl. I could smell two distinct perfumes rising from her. The fresh aroma of health and cleanliness, and under it, growing and strengthening, the familiar musk of her arousal. My prick stirred against her and she smiled and reached down to hold it lightly.

'At last. I was beginning to think I'd have to sort myself out after all. Dear Luke, you've been so patient and gentle, but now I'm ready. I want your cock hard in me and to feel you driving into me and your hot seed flooding me. Please'. She raised herself and began to trail feather light kisses over my eyes and face, then nipped my lips gently with her sharp teeth before moving down my neck onto my chest.

Keywords: Come..., 11, Things, All, Ch.,