章節 10: Chapter 10
She could take him anyway she wanted, his young body supple, malleable, and in need of her tutelage. As the old adage went, he would be putty in her hands, the pure, little boy who sought comfort in her embraces. First, she watched him undress, and smiled while he fumbled with the belt and fly of his jeans. Despite the light from behind casting him in shadows, she could still admire him. Strands of dark hair managed to dip down his brow and tickle the lashes of his smoky brown eyes. He possessed the kind of body reminiscent of teenage boys who went for athletics-swim team, football, baseball, wrestling-all hard, lean and wired, with a lot of upper body strength, taut arms and legs.
When she asked him, he gave her a sheepish grin, hesitate to strip off his striped boxer shorts. "Just tennis," he told her, "oh, and track."
"You must have done a lot of running in school." Adrienne stretched languidly along the bed, under the cool, percale sheets, one edge flipped open to welcome him.
"I suppose I did my share," Ross agreed.
"Frat parties, keggers, blond coeds, and wet tee shirt contests included."
"I suppose so, but I was more the studious type. What about you? Did you go to design school?"
"I learned through hands-on experience, playing the field." Rising to a sitting position, she hugged her knees beneath the sheet. "Okay, cowboy, stand right there for a minute."
If he felt embarrassed under her scrutiny, he didn't show it now. A track of umber hair snaked from his navel down to his pubic curls; and despite his youthful appearance, the dark hair and beginnings of a five o'clock shadow along his jawline gave him a more mature, serious aura. Adrienne took in a breath as she admired his clean cut, long penis and tight scrotum. When he took a step forward, she noticed the glint of his gold chain with the chai charm, a Judaic good luck symbol.
"I didn't know you're Jewish," she stated simply.
Ross frowned. "Does it make a difference?"
"Not at all. There's a Jewish deli down the street, and I eat Kosher sometimes." As she spoke, a thin smile played along her lips. "In fact, I'm due for a snack right about now. What do you recommend?"
"Ah, I don't really keep a strict diet, but what about bagels and gefilte fish?"
"Umm," she purred, "make that smoked salmon." She patted the bed. "Come here so I can sample your cream cheese, or should I say all-beef wiener and matzo balls?"
Laughing, Ross sprang to the bed, eager, ready, his cock growing. Adrienne began by kissing his forehead, working down to his cheeks, chin, and throat while her hands stroked his shoulders and chest, only to reach down and lightly tease his cock and balls. She felt him grow harder, and then tremble under her expertise, felt the blood cruising just below his flesh, and heard his breath catch.
Her mouth crushed his in a frenzied kiss. With tongue and teeth, she nipped, raked, licked, and demanded. Her lips sucked and coddled next, and she took his neck and shoulders while her fingers strummed along, played with his good luck charm on the chain. She felt the hard, toned muscles of his arms and chest weaken beneath her, his skin hot and feverish.
When she finally let up to catch her breath, Ross slumped down on the bed, panting, his skin dewed with sweat. "Gawd...joy," he began, "I want...to bring you the same."
"Later," she whispered. "It's my turn now. Relax, enjoy."
"Oh, yes, yes."
Adrienne approached with tender mercy this time, slowly stroking his thighs and barely touching his distended penis. She leaned over him and brushed his stomach with the ends of her hair. He shook again, laughed, moaned. He stiffened the moment she placed his tip in her mouth, but then quickly stretched, loose and lax. He sighed as she licked and ate him, taking all of his shaft in her mouth, She stroked his scrotum with feather light fingers, and he gave another yowl of pleasure.
When she broke away, it was only to hitch a leg over his groin, straddle him, and then grasp his cock so she could work him inside of her. She watched his eyes grow huge and wild as he dug his fingers into her hips. When she offered, he feasted on her breasts like a starving man. His lips pinched her nipples, but she felt nothing but hot, liquid desire. She increased her piston-like strokes, gaining friction and momentum, moaning as his hardness shot up inside her. She clamped her muscles around the shaft and readied for the first rapturous wave to wash over her.
His hands, his mouth, helped to propel her over the edge and extend her pleasure. She shuddered as the climax overtook her and she soaked his cock with a rush of juices. When the last tremor subsided, Allie remained immobile for a moment, unsure and unconcerned that she could pull herself off his still-bulked member. Ross, too, became still. Placing a hand on his chest, she felt his heart return to its regular, steady beat.
Finally, slowly, easing off, she warned, "That's just for starters. After this intermission, it's your turn. How about the shower?"
He smiled as his fingers lightly swept her stomach and tickled her navel. "I'm always up for new adventures, and this one will make me come clean."
"Cleanliness is next to horniness," she observed with a straight face.
He glanced down at his cock as she gave it a few quick, light strokes, returning him to prime hardness. "Well, I seem to be a ready candidate."
With a reluctant but mellow intake of breath, Adrienne moved aside, and crawled out of bed. Ross followed suit.
The new, tiled shower stall was large enough for two. Stepping inside, he turned on the jet. A forceful stream of water quickly caressed his skin and warmed him. Lifting his head, he caught the spray in his mouth.
He felt her presence beside him. Turning, Ross grabbed his new lover and pulled her in. Her mouth pressed him with a hard, hungry, furious kiss; but when he backed her to the wall, she laughed and allowed him his turn.
First, he ran his hands down her body, wet and slick, so that every inch of her responded with a renewed craving. When he trolled between her legs, she arched and shivered. He kneaded her clit, still hot and engorged; and then caressed her long, hot slit until he found her opening. Probing deeper, he felt another rush of liquid heat coat his fingers.
"Now, cowboy," she growled and clung to him.
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