It had been a week since Seraphine, had relieved me of my virginity. I had not had a chance to be alone with her since. I had spent nearly all my alone time touching myself while replaying that afternoon in my mind. The way her body looked, felt, smelled, tasted and writhed – I wanted that again. I didn’t care that Seraphine was 18 years older than me, I needed her to know I was mature enough for her.
I lowered myself silently onto her balcony. I crept over to her sliding door to tap on the glass and announce my presence when I saw her. She was carrying two iced drinks towards her living room. She handed one to a mystery guest and placed hers on the coffee table, then she started to dance. Seraphine twirled and giggled, she pulled lightly at her hair and stared at her guest. He tapped the toe of his black boot to the rhythm of the music as Seraphine rolled her hips and pressed her soft breasts in her hands, forcing them up and tight to her chest. When she released them they dropped and bounced and I could tell she didn’t have a bra on under her small T-shirt. The mystery guest motioned for her with his finger and she spun and slid in his direction. Seraphine stopped in front of him rocking her perfect ass that set atop of those tight tan legs. He slid his hand up under her skirt as Seraphine continued to slowly, rhythmically pump her legs like she was riding an invisible bike. I could see him working his hand briskly under her skirt, with his other hand he started to undo his belt. Seraphine’s eyes were closed and she was nibbling the insides of her lips as her guest worked under her skirt. Her eyes opened in surprise as his hand left out from under her skirt. Seraphine turned and watched her guest undo his pants and let his thick veiny dick hang out over the Y opening of his jeans. He pushed his jeans down around his knees and told Seraphine he wanted her to “Suck it.”
I thought for a second she would stop the night there, I mean she had just been with me and this guy did not seem to be a gentleman.
As Seraphine dropped to her knees and stretched her mouth around his obnoxious pecker I knew she wasn’t stopping anything. She licked and slurped on his tip while her hands massaged his shaft. He grabbed a handful of hair form the top of Seraphine’s head and forced her mouth down onto him further. Seraphine’s face reddened and her eyes squeezed shut until they watered. She pushed up and off of his dick which was thicker now than when she had started to stroke him as she gasped in air. He swirled her slobber around and down his shaft, stroking himself. “Aren’t you woman enough for me, Seraphine?” He taunted.
I did not like this arrogant ass and was even less fond of the fact Seraphine was playing along with him.
Seraphine wiped her eyes and gave a half laugh as her guest kicked off his shoes and removed his jeans the rest of the way. “Take your panties off.” He ordered as he rose to his feet stroking his heavy cock. “Bend over.”
He lustfully breathed and turned Seraphine around by her arm. Seraphine put her hands on the top of her coffee table for support as her guest waisted no time pushing into her, hard. Seraphine cringed and bit her lip as he went zero to sixty inside of her. He grabbed a handful of hair again and used it to jerk her head back as he slapped her ass with his free hand. He ground into Seraphine hard and fast. She alternated gasping for air and squeaking some out as he pushed into her with everything he had.
“This is how I fuck,Seraphine!” He smacked her beat red ass. “Tell me who fucks this pussy!”
“You do, Jeff” Seraphine gritted through her teeth with her head being pulled back facing the ceiling. “You do, Jeff!”
Jeff… Now my nemesis had a name. Just when I thought I couldn’t like Jeff any less he slid his length out of Seraphine ordered her onto her knees in front of him, he stroked his dick, pulled at his balls and started wetting her face with his ecstasy. Seraphine knelt there like an obedient slave, sitting back on her feet, hands on her knees as ropes of this Neanderthals waste squirted in her hair, up her nose, covered her closed eyes and dripped down to her perfect breasts.
“Uhh… Oh yeah! You love that cum don’t you,whore. Uhhh… open your mouth, whore!” Jeff continued his orders. And, as before, Seraphine obeyed. She opened her mouth letting Jeff’s filth squirt deep into her throat. When Jeff’s wet blitz’ reduced to a limp ooze he used his swollen tip to swipe his drippings into her mouth.
“Now show me all the cum I gave you, Seraphine.” Again Seraphine obliged him, her eyes were still squeezed closed as she held her mouth open for Jeff. “Now swallow all of it, “ Jeff stared at Seraphine with his jaw clinched tight breathing through his lips. After one hard swallow Seraphine reopened her mouth and stuck out her tongue for this degenerate. “Good Girl.”
I had seen enough, too much. I made my way down off the deck and to my apartment. How could Seraphine be with that jerk? How could she let him treat her like that? Had she forgotten about us? Didn’t she know how I felt about her?
I cried myself to sleep with that nights images going round’ on a carousel in my mind.
It was around 8 the next evening when Seraphine pulled up in her designated spot at her apartment. I was waiting on the stairs leading up to her place. Seraphine closed her car door and chirped the alarm. She swayed toward me, her hips rocking back and forth in her form fitting business skirt. Seraphine’s breast rocked and swayed inside of her light silky top. She had her arms full carrying two bags and her purse dangling from the crook of her arm and bouncing off her thigh.
“Perfect timing, Paul, here grab a bag.” Seraphine handed me one of her bags and headed up the stairs. I followed watching her soft thighs pass by each other. She unlocked the door, twisted the knob and bumped it open with her butt. Seraphine was putting away her groceries, I set my bag on the counter separating the kitchen and dining area.
“So, what’s up, Paul?” Seraphine was bent over emptying her groceries into the fridge.
“I saw you last night.” I came right out with it.
“Oh yeah, where?” Seraphine hadn’t realized what I meant.
I wasn’t sure what her reaction would be to my answer. Would she think I was a psycho stalker? “Here, through your sliding door, from your balcony.” I analyzed her reaction.
Seraphine slowly raised and turned to face me, processing what I had said and at the same time replaying last night. She was still holding a small crate of strawberries that she forgot to put away. She paused for a moment then shrugged and went back to her task. “And?”
I got right to it. “And what about us? And what’s with that guy? And do you like him?” I was swinging my arms and banging on the counter unconsciously.
Seraphine closed the fridge and faced me with arms straight out and her palms facing me. “Whoa whoa whoa, settle down, Paul. Jeff is a guy I date sometimes and yes, I like him alright. No I’m not crazy in love with him but he’s fun to go out with once in a while. As far as us, Paul… Well, you’re a great kid… But you are a kid,” Seraphine rubbed my arm, giving me a tight lipped smile. I hated that I knew she was right.
“No matter what I say or do I will always be too young for you and no matter how old I get my dick will never be as big as Jeff’s!” I bowed my head in defeat.
“That’s not as big a deal as you think, Paul. and there are things that you give me that no one else can.” Seraphine placed her fingers under my chin and raised my face until I was looking into her comforting blue eyes. “No one can make me feel naughty like you. We shouldn’t even be having this conversation right now. You should be at home playing Xbox or something, not alone in a grown womans apartment talking about how you want to be her only lover.” She raised her eyebrows looking for agreement from me. “And, Paul… there’s something else you can do that Jeff can’t.”
The nurturing tone had left her voice and had been replaced with a playfulness. Seraphine orbited around me, dragging her hand along my chest as she went. She pulled herself tight against my back and whispered in my ear. “I won’t let Jeff put that big thing of his in my butt…” She took my hand and walked me down the hallway to her bedroom.
Seraphine sat me on the edge of her bed, slid my shirt over my head and began kissing me on the neck. She slid her panties off from under her skirt without ever stopping her mouth massage on my neck and chest. Then she crawled onto the bed, past me. Seraphine laid her cheek to the comforter, looking back at me she pulled at the fabric of her skirt that stretched tight across that perfect ass. Slowly raising the hem to reveal more thigh and her soft opening and finally her tight pink hole she had just informed was open to me. Seraphine slid her finger in and through her wet womaness and wetted the tight pink opening above that she was taunting me with. She made small circles around the hole then slid back down for more of her natural lubricant. I was aching against my pants when Seraphine recommended taking them off. I removed my pants and underwear and stood at the foot of her bed watching, hypnotized. Seraphine had returned to slowly rubbing wet circles around her tight opening.
“This is just for you.” She said in a pouty voice. “Do you want it, Paul?” I crawled on the bed behind Seraphine and buried my tongue into the moist hole she had been preparing for me. I pushed her cheeks apart to get as deep into her as I could and felt flustered I couldn’t get deeper. Seraphine moaned and kneaded handfuls of her comforter as she pushed back against me. She tasted salty and I could smell her arousal, it awoke a primortal passion in me. I felt intoxicated and feasted on her tight hole and switched between rubbing her mound with my hand and rubbing my fingers inside her.
Seraphine begged. “Make me feel naughty, Make me be naughty, Paul. Put your dick in my ass, I want it in my ass.” She stayed face to the mattress as she pushed my head off of her.
I walked on my knees into position. Seraphine’s crack was glistening from the wetness. I placed my hands on her cheeks and separated them to see the pink spot that we wanted me to fill. Seraphine held herself up with one hand and reached back with the other and grabbed me.
“Let me start you, Paul.” Seraphine had still not regained her breath. She gripped me and slowly backed into me until my tip started to push through her opening. She moved so slow it didn’t seem that she was moving at all, but then my engorged bulb was hidden inside her. I watched as each ridged ring of my erection slid into her and she moaned lowly through her cinched lips.
She placed her hands and head back to the mattress as she finished her descent. “Go slow, Paul.” She reached a hand between her legs and rubbed herself.
I pulled myself ridge by ridge out of her just as slow as she had put me in. “Yes, Paul, just like that.”
When I saw my helmet cresting from her tight opening I reversed direction and started to push myself back into Seraphine. She cued and hissed through pain and pleasure as I slowly moved in and out of her. She pawed at her comforter and buried her face into the bed as her orgasm started to swell. Seraphine was rubbing her clit faster, I kept my pace slow. She arched her back up, resting her weight on her forehead as she climaxed. I only had my head inside her when she started coming. I stopped and watched her pink ring tighten and throttle my dick. It felt like her ass was sucking me, I didn’t move.
Seraphine rocked back into me. “Go faster now, Paul.” I matched Seraphine’s tempo.
“Faster, Paul” I grabbed her hips and began smacking into her harder. My balls swung and slapped her hand as she rubbed herself quicker and started to tense again. “More, Paul, More”
I quickened again and Seraphine’s orgasm began to tip. “Ewww… Yes… Fuck. Me. Paul…”, Seraphine bucked back against me, throwing her head back and then diving into her mattress. I wasn’t fucking her as much as I was just holding on during her climax. Seraphine reset herself on all fours and grabbed the velvet skin of my sack and pulled. “Cum in my ass, Paul! Fuck me until you cum!” I showed no mercy to Seraphine as I pushed into her as hard and fast. I varied speed and direction as Seraphine carried her long bellied notes.
I slammed and paused with each seizing contraction of my orgasm as Seraphine pinched and pulled my velvet pouch. I whaled out my death cry and let my spent body weight force Seraphine, belly down to the mattress. She continued to roll her hips under me, massaging my sensitive balls and my still hard, cum oozing dick that filled her ass. Seraphine clamped herself on me as she rocked, milking the last drop of me.
Reaching back Seraphine kneaded my butt “That is yours, Paul,” she kissed my forehead over her shoulder, “and you can have it whenever you like”.
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