For once I never thought of anything when he is doing this to me. I throw my head back when he slid his two fingers inside me. I feel his long big fingers on my flesh inside. The sensation is there again inside me. It’s like he’s exploring it. At first he is moving it slowly, his fingers are finding something inside me. He touched something inside that made me moan so loud. “Ahh! Hmm…” then he took this chance to move his fingers in and out faster while sucking oh my neck.
I never imagined that someone would finger me in an open pool like this, we are lucky that no one is around.
“Ah!! Oh.. hmm.. W-wilder… Go ahead..” I was out of breath. I rest my head on his shoulders while he is fingering me.
I squeeze his arms, letting him know that I’m cumming.
“Oh yes!” I squeeze harder on his arms.
He makes it even faster.
“Ah!!”
He let me cum this time.
He never let go of my lips and kissed it slowly.
“I like you.”
I remembered what he said a while ago.
He removed his hand from inside my panties. He pulled away from the kiss.
It unbuttoned my top. He seductively looked at me.
He only buttoned three buttons and pulled down my top.
He likes me. But what if his liking for me has passed and he looks for someone else?
In the midst of this ethereal tapestry, she carried a radiant smile that illuminated her face, casting a glow of pure joy upon the world. For her heart had found solace in a newfound revelation, a blissful truth that transformed her existence.
In the realm of her dreams, where hope and desire intertwined, she had long admired him from afar. His presence captivated her, drawing her into a mesmerizing dance of emotions. The mere thought of him sent a symphony of butterflies fluttering within her, their delicate wings brushing against her soul with tender anticipation.
Days turned into nights, and nights into days, as she wandered through the labyrinth of her emotions. But in the deepest corners of her heart, a flicker of doubt lingered, casting a shadow upon her dreams. What if he never knew the depths of her affection? What if her heart’s secrets remained forever hidden, locked away in the chambers of her soul?
But then, like a ray of sunlight piercing through a cloudy sky, fate intervened. Whispers began to circulate, carrying a revelation that ignited a wildfire of joy within her being. It was whispered among the stars that he, the one who held the key to her heart, reciprocated her feelings.
With each passing moment, her joy swelled, painting her world in vibrant hues. The sky seemed bluer, the birdsong sweeter, and the very air she breathed was infused with a newfound magic. Every encounter, every shared smile, became a treasure etched into the tapestry of her existence, a testament to their connection.
She marveled at the synchronicity of their hearts, the way their laughter harmonized and their dreams intertwined. It was as if the universe itself conspired to bring them together, weaving a tale of serendipity and profound connection. The rhythm of their conversations, the way their eyes locked in an unspoken understanding, was a symphony that played exclusively for them.
In this newfound happiness, she embraced the beauty of vulnerability, shedding the armor that once shielded her heart. For she knew that she was cherished, cherished for the very essence of who she was. In his presence, she felt safe and cherished, her soul basking in the warmth of his affection.
And so, as she traversed the landscape of her dreams turned reality, her heart soared on wings of gratitude. Gratitude for the magical alchemy that had brought them together, gratitude for the depth of emotions shared, and gratitude for the knowledge that their love was a priceless gift bestowed upon them.
In the symphony of life, their hearts danced in harmony, and as the chapters of their love story unfolded, she knew that she had found something extraordinary. With each passing day, her joy multiplied, her spirit lifted, and she embraced the gift of reciprocated love with unwavering happiness.
In her world of infinite possibilities, she had discovered a love that transcended boundaries, a love that painted her life in hues of contentment and fulfillment. With him, she had found not only a kindred spirit but a soulmate who ignited the flames of her passion and embraced her in all her complexities.
And so, she walked, a beacon of happiness, her heart aflame with the knowledge that the one she adored held her in the same tender embrace. In their love story, she had found a home, a sanctuary where their hearts entwined, forever basking in the euphoria of their
I’m not wearing any bra. So he was able to apply his lips to my chest more easily. I can feel the warmth of his mouth gently biting my nipples while sucking it. He pulled away and did the same thing on the other.
“I just woke up one day.. wanting to see you. Wanting to have your attention.. wanting to kiss you and craving to have you.”
What if he wakes up one day not wanting me anymore? What if he gets tired of me? What will happen to me?
From the very beginning Fertine, you know it won’t last long. You don’t know if he is manipulating you while he still likes you.
When it’s over with you, he will see the things he saw in you in other women.
I try to reach his member. If we weren’t doing this alone, I would think that I was holding on to the hardness of his masculinity.
I want to feel that hard inside of me.
I don’t want to think about it this time were having sex. Even though I’m thinking like that, I’m not losing my appetite because I’m just getting hotter.
I can’t believe I’m saying all these things! Is it still me? I am very confused by the sensation that Wilder is giving me. This is too much for me to handle. I’m just a girl too.
Even though I just finished, I still feel something about my femininity.
What if that’s all he’s after? That’s better so that after finishing it I can immediately focus on studying.
But right now. I know that this is all I want. I want him.
I’m aching down there. I want him so bad inside me.
He trailed hot kisses on my chest towards my neck. He motioned me to turn my back and that’s when he started kissing me.
His hands squeeze my ass. He took down my pajamas along with the panty. He then again touched the lips of my pussy with his fingers. He is playing again on my clit.
“Ohh.. Wilder.. that is so good hmm..” I moaned.
He positioned you in the side of the pool and after that he slid his member inside me slowly so. I don’t know but this position I can feel his fullness inside me.
He started to hump at my back while holding my shoulders and kissing it.
“Uh.. Fertine..” he moaned sexily that makes more turned on.
He reached for my hands and put them at my both sides as he fastened his pace. I throw back my head letting him kiss and suck it.
“Oh god! Ah! Wilder! W-wilder! Hmm..” I screamed loudly. He seems to like it because it gives me even more chills.
He faced me and kissed me hard. He is biting my lips so hard. I tase blood while kissing him but it’s okay. My body is extra warm. This is just what I like.
He carried my legs and put them in his torso and positioned himself inside me. Im still wearing my top as he continues to move in and out of me.
“Ah!!”
“Ohh..”
“God.. Fertine..” he moaned
“W-wilder!” I can’t help but close my eyes because of the feeling that he is giving me.
I curled my toes with great pleasure.
I feel that I am close.
“Ah!! Wilder.. I’m c-cumm—” I didn’t even finish that because even he went with me. “Oh!”
I fell into his shoulder out of breath.
We are both catching our breath.. when he spoke. “Now I know how to exactly use a pool.” He chuckled.
That made me smile.
After what happened in the pool he carried me to his bedroom and we did it again and again.
My body fell on the bed. My femininity hurts, and so does my body.
I pull the blanket to cover my naked body.
I am currently lying in bed. We just finished. It took a shower. I can’t help but look at the ceiling.
I can’t believe this is happening to us. Everything seems so fast.
Whenever I’m with him, I forget my problems. If only it could be like this all the time.
I don’t want to go home.
My thoughts faded when the door of the shower creak.
Sit down and turn in that direction. He spat on Wilder, who was now only clothed. His hair, and other parts of his body, were wet.
Even though we are both in second year college, his body is quite muscular.
He has muscles and six pack abs. Whereas I’m thin here. That’s all.
I can’t help but compare myself to the girls I always see with him at school.