Charlotte's Conversion (closed for Iwasagoodgirl)

[lovingfingers]

Andrew

Monday morning... usually, when the alarm went off, I would be out of bed and out the door in a half hour. Between practice and my job, the beginning of the week as packed, hence my eagerness to get going.

But today, I reached over and tapped the offending klaxon, then curled up behind Ruth again. Just for a minute. I put one arm around you, my hand coming to rest between your breasts, and pulled you against me. The feel of your body against mine was warm, and comfortable, and erotic. Not that there was time for that immediately, alas.

Your hair still smelled of my shampoo, which you had used last night to remove some errant semen. I grinned, remembering explaining that I had no control over the volume, range, or accuracy of my cock. You had later given me a hand job, just so you could see what damage it could do, so to speak. It was fun to watch your curiosity over my anatomy.

But all good things must come to an end, as we both got out of bed and started to dress. We were having a quick coffee in the kitchen, when I asked when I could see you again. I had practice in the late afternoon, and wondered if you were interested in a late dinner.

You hesitated, and I stopped, "Sorry, am I rushing things?"

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Ruth Cohen

I felt like a kid in a sweet shop (candy store for our American readers) holding your manhood in my hand. I was an engineer after all and here I was given the opportunity to watch what happens when a man loses control. It was awesome yet somehow spiritual and seemed to draw us closer.

In your shower I could tell you didn’t have a regular girl in your life, your shampoo was typical male but I had used it in the past, I was a tomboy after all. It took three applications and rinses before I got rid of your spunk!

I woke an hour before you did with my head on your chest, conquered, claimed and taken. Less than a week ago I was a virgin, an untouched innocent and now look at me! I drifted back to sleep and was awoken by your hand on my breast. I knew we couldn’t make love because I had to take my second pill and abstain from sex for another few days. But I was hungry for you.

We had a quick breakfast and then you asked if we could meet for late dinner. I hesitated and as I did I saw your face take on the appearance of a sad puppy dog. You quickly asked “Sorry, am I rushing things?”

I kissed you and shook my head “No, you’re not, it’s me. I have a duty at the club tonight and before that I’ve got an interview. You know I am hoping to get my engineering degree?” You nodded and I added “I also have an ambition to join the army, I’ve wanted to do that since I was in nappies (diapers for our American readers), my first interview is today. And ...” I hesitated “... and ... “ I could feel myself blushing as my mouth dried. I pointed to the clock “I must go, look at the time!”

You held me back insisting I tell you what was bothering me. I coughed nervously, blushed and added quickly “I’m not sure, I don’t know what it feels like ... I think I might be ... I’m scared I might be falling in love with you”. I saw your stunned look and added “S ... S ... sorry!”

I bolted out the door and ran down the corridor.

 

[lovingfingers]

Andrew

I stood there for a moment. I guessed I had a surprised looked on my face, as Ruth dashed down the hall. But it wasn't just surprise... It was... wonder! You thought you might... and then the biggest smile crossed my face.

You had reached your car by the time I caught up with you. You had just started the engine and were about to leave when I rapped lightly on your window. You looked over at me in surprise, then lowered your window. I bent at the waist, resting my forearms on the open window, leaning my face towards yours. My smile was still huge as I spoke, "Ruth.. me too. We can go slow, but I want to see where this takes us."

I saw your eyes get moist, and leaned into your car to give you a kiss. It was warm and slow, ending with a quick peck. I back out of the car, "Call me when you are free, and Good Luck today."

You nodded that you would. I backed up and watched as you backed out of the parking space and drove off. I stood for a moment, then started. Right, I had to get to work!

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Ruth Cohen

I got home to Stamford Hill and was pleased everyone was out. I showered again and got dressed in my T Shirt and denim skirt (the notes alongside the application form definitely told us to dress casual for the interview).

I drove to the recruiting centre and was guided into the medical centre for examination by a nurse. I had already signed my consent for the army to contact my doctor for my medical record.

The nurse asked me about my childhood illnesses and took my blood pressure and gave me a blood test. Then she looked up “Until 2016 every female recruit had to declare she was no longer a virgin. Although Parliament removed this requirement it is still preferable to enter the army as a woman.” I didn’t give any indication as to my status and I nodded.

My introductory interview was very basic although I was questioned about my religion. I made it clear my religion was personal and would never interfere with my duty to my country. My interview ended when I was told I would be invited to a fitness day.

Back home I went to the bathroom and saw the results of my ‘morning after pill’. No doubt one day ... I dressed in my dark top and mini skirt, grabbed a pizza lunch and headed for the club. Chris made we welcome and then I went to the bar. News had already spread about our rugby victory.

So many men chatted me but I resisted, proud to say I had a boyfriend. I couldn’t stop thinking about you all day and wondered if you would make it.

 

[lovingfingers]

Edward

Mondays were a good time to teach new staff about the peculiarities of the bar at the Club. Unless there was a special event, it was fairly quiet, mostly regulars with irregular schedules. If a new hire couldn't handle Monday, they likely wouldn't last a month.

Fortunately, Chris's latest hire, Ruth, seemed to fit right in. As the new cute staff, she ran the gauntlet of offers from men and women, fending them off with the boyfriend card. I assume she meant the fellow she had hooked up with so spectacularly a few days ago, but you never know. None of my business.

The afternoon passed into the evening, and things picked up a bit. Ruth and I chatted less and worked more. I did notice however, that she often looked about, as though searching for someone. It was around 8:30 that I heard her squeak, and make a beeline for her guy as he ambled up to the bar. Ruth was touching his face, then walking behind the bar to get a towel and some ice. I looked at him more closely and saw his right eye was swollen and various shades of blue.

"What about the other guy?" I asked, "and what would you like?"

"Pint of bitters," he replied, "and I took an elbow in a scrum, so not sure which other guy it was."

Ruth returned with a bag of ice, and insisted he sit and hold it against his face. He glanced over at me, "Love the service here."

Then he directed his attention back to Ruth, blowing her a kiss.

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Ruth Cohen

It really was a long wait wondering if my boyfriend would come into the club, but eventually I was rewarded. But ... O My God, what had they done to you? I heard my voice crying “MY DARLING!” Then I turned to Eddie “Can I take my break?” The kindly man nodded. I heard him exchange details with you and you explained about the scrum. Chris looked a little bemused so I added “He told me to wear a cap and doesn’t wear one himself!” Then I added “But we’re rugby players, we’re tough! Not like the Grid Iron boys!” Then I remembered Chris was American so I added a large “OOOOPS!” He smiled and waved me on.

Chris allowed us to use one of the quiet rooms and allowed you to take your beer with you. After ensuring you were ok I returned to my duties. When we finished and Edward was cashing up I went to the basement to fix a leaking pipe that had caused CO2 to escape into the barrels.

On my return I took you home and prepared you a meal. I told you about my day and my interview. Then I teased “You’re hurt, and need some rest. I won’t excite you anymore.”

 

[lovingfingers]

Andrew

I had had worse, really. One expects to get banged up every now and again in Rugby. It is an occupational hazard, as they say. I had debated going to the Club, but decided seeing me was better than you imagining my injury, if you could call it that. Granted, between the swelling and the bruising, my face was colorful.

But you babied me like I had lost an eye or something. It was sweet and all, but I didn't feel like I deserved it.

Once home, you made me a fine dinner, and I selfishly admit that I was pleased you knew your way around the kitchen. Good wife material my father would have said. But I had to grin when you said you wouldn't excite me. "Too late," I groaned dramatically, "just your presence is arousing."

"Seriously?" You asked, looking at me suspiciously.

"Absolutely," I swore, "my heart rate has accelerated and my blood pressure has risen. I can feel my eye swelling. If something isn't done to relieve the pressure..."

You laughed at me, "Men! Mother warned me about this. Any excuse..."

I clutched my head, groaning, "its getting worse. Quick! A blow job! It's the only way!"

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Ruth Cohen

“A Blow Job?” I teased as I looked down at your crotch “It might make your eye go down but it will create swelling somewhere else!” I moved towards you and knelt so you could see my cleavage. I looked up at you like a puppy dog waiting on her master. “Do you want to get out of those trousers? I won’t be responsible for stains!”

You shook your head and I began to lower your zip. Your ‘old man’ sprang out like a dragon leaving it’s lair “My, you are excited!” I winked and began to kiss he head which twitched as you grunted. Slowly I opened my lips and allowed the tip to nestle on my warm lower lip. Slowly, carefully you began to push forward and your soft underbelly found the folds of my warm tongue.

I used my tongue to arouse the beast and you began roaring like a lion. Suddenly you hardened, twitched, shouted my name and came hard in my mouth pushing that creamy, thick, warm, sweet, salty texture filled me and spilled out onto my blouse and cleavage.

Slowly we came to a halt, your manhood flopped against my chin as you withdrew. You helped me to rise and I whispered to you “Feeling better?”

Ooc. I won’t be on much during August. My boyfriend and I are going travelling on the Greyhound with a backpack. God knows where we’ll end up. But i’ll Post when I can. ​

 

[lovingfingers]

Andrew, a few days later

I bit the bullet. It really did feel like Ruth and I were a thing, so I joined the Club. And given the stiff membership fee, that was commitment! But you would be spending a fair amount of time there working evenings, and I wanted to be able to see you. Who knows what we could accomplish during your breaks?

Anyway, with my membership came a couple complimentary passes. Good marketing really. The place was addictive, and it was just a matter of getting people through the door. I invited two of fellow apprentices, Sal and Alex. I had seen them making eyes at each other, but neither of them would make the first move. They met me in the parking lot. Sal arrived first, cleaned up, dressed in pleated trousers, white shirt and tie. Alex was a minute late, but teetered up to us in heels, wearing an exquisitely snug sheath dress. I could hear Sal breath out as he saw her, a far cry from the overalls we usually wore on the job.

I grinned at her, "if it weren't for all the "workplace sensitivity" training, I would give you a good wolf whistle."

Alex glared at me, "I fucking deserve one. These fucking heels are killing me."

"Tut tut," Sal kidded her, "language."

She flipped him off with a growl, then a laugh, "Right, ok, so are you two 'gentlemen' going to escort me inside? I wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong impression."

We each offered her an arm, which she took with a grin, and we walked towards the front door.

 

[lovingfingers]

Sal

I had been a bit hesitant at first, when Andrew had invited me to the Club. He had never struck me as gay, and I just didn't swing that way, if you know what I mean. I had heard all sorts of stories about the place, and who knows... And then he mentioned that Alex was going, and I was all in.

I had been thinking about asking her out for some time, except she had not really given me any signs of interest. She was focused on work, and, you know, was one of us, one of the guys. She would join us for a pint and darts some evenings, all of us still dirty from a job. Her language could make a sailor blush, if she was irritated. But she was fun to be around, and someone I liked to think was my friend.

So you can imagine my surprise when I see her walking towards Andrew and I, in heels and a tight dress that showed off luscious long legs. Holy Hell! I was glad there was room on my trousers, because I could feel myself swelling with each step she took approaching us. I was near to speechless when she stopped, cursing about her heels. In them, she was my height, and the effect of looking her right in the eyes was mesmerizing.

I did manage to shake off my surprise and tease her about her language. She gave me the bird and I chuckled. Same ol' Alex.

And then she asked to be escorted inside, and took our arms. I felt the warmth of her hand against my forearm, and then my heart pick up its pace...

 

[lovingfingers]

Andrew

As the three of us passed through the foyer of the Club, we stopped at the receptionist's desk. A cute young mom (I deduced from the locket with a baby's picture nestled in her full cleavage) named Sandra welcomed us, took my guest's passes, and explained the rules. When the indoctrination was finished, we turned towards the main room. Sal spotted a men's room and excused himself. I told him to look for us at the bar.

Alex and I entered the main room, and found it bustling. Friday night, no surprise. We walked past one table and Alex's eyes widened at the sight of an older woman perching on the edge, spreading her legs for her younger lover to dip his head between.

We maneuvered closer to the bar and Alex kept closer to me as she saw eyes, both male and female, undressing her. We skirted around a well dressed couple coupling discreetly, the woman's dress covering their naughty bits as she sat on his lap.

I finally caught sight of Ruth, standing behind the bar, looking straight at me, with a distressed look on your face. As we closed the distance between us, your expression did not change, but I could see your gaze was not focused on me, but.. Alex.. Ohhh!

I made a point of getting to the bar one step ahead of Alex, setting my hands on the railing, pushing myself up and leaning way over to kiss Ruth's surprised face. When we parted, I slid back to the floor, my side of the bar, and said, "Alex, I want you to meet my girlfriend. Alex, Ruth. Ruth, Alex, one of my co-workers."

 

[lovingfingers]

Andrew

I was grateful when Sal joined us at the bar. Ruth was looking rattled by seeing me walk up with my surprisingly sexy coworker. Now I could understand how it might look bad, but hell. I was not such a dick as to flaunt a fling in front of my girlfriend! Sheesh!

But, as I introduced Sal and Ruth, I could see her relax, especially as Sal and Alex meandered towards an empty table. I settled in at the bar, content to watch my girl bustle about.

It is funny. When you want someone, every little movement they make has an erotic tinge to it. Ruth's blouse and skirt were snug, which only helped my mental undressing. You must have noticed my undivided attention, as you faced away from me, then bent over deeply, legs straight, your skirt rising to almost expose your round cheeks.

Couldn't help it. Chauvinist or not, I let out a low whistle. You straightened and giggled, before turning towards me, a playful smugness on your face. You took a cloth and stepped to the area of the bar in front of me. Leaning over some, you began to polish the bar top vigorously, your breasts bouncing rhythmically. After making my trousers uncomfortably tight, you straightened, smiling sweetly. I chuckled, pointing to a part of the bar closest to me, "think you missed a spot."

You laughed, chucking the cloth at me, "now, is there anything I can get you, sir?"

"Could you have a seat on the bar, please," I asked, sincerely.

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Ruth Cohen

O I loved teasing you, toying with your natural urges and when I sensed your predicament I decided to tease you even more by ensuring you saw my cleavage. As our eyes met I licked my lips. You asked me if I could take a seat on the bar and I shook my head before answering “We’re short staffed as it is, but I’m due my break shortly so I’ll join you in the bar area.”

I served a few more people then I took my break and joined you. All eyes were on us so I guided you to the the snug alcove. We caught up with each other and then it was soon time for me to continue work.

We agreed to meet at ‘Mr Chang’ the Chinese Restaurant to eat before deciding how to spend the coming night.

 

[lovingfingers]

Andrew

I let out a long sigh/growl, as Ruth walked back to the bar. I wanted you now!

But you were a being responsible and doing your job, and I respected that. I am not sure I would have been able to resist temptation if the situation was reversed. Then again, I am a guy.

I rose, adjusted the currently useless erection in my trousers, and walked back to the main room. Looking about, I caught no sign of Alex and Sal. Mission accomplished? I could hope!

An hour of loitering later, Ruth appeared, sans apron, telling me that she was all mine, and starved! I liked the sound of that!

We made the quick trip to Mr. Changs, a recently renovated Chinese place just down the road. It was a little garish, with all the dragons and hanging lanterns and such, but the food was still good, and it was a great place to hang out. It was surprisingly busy, but we were fortunate enough to score a booth in the back with a bit of privacy. We settled in on one side of the booth, and I ordered a scorpion bowl and appetizer platter, eager to have your undivided attention. Our waitress left us in peace and I slid my left hand behind you, to the curve of your waist, and pulled you a little closer. Your body now pressed against mine, I gestured towards the platter, "What is your pleasure?"

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Ruth Cohen

I’d never felt so erotic in my life! My heart was pounding, my nipples were straining against the inner padding of my bra and my inner thighs were tingling with anticipation as to what was going to happen in the coming night.

As I ran into your arms I was aware my mini skirt was rising up my back and my stockings were rubbing against each other as I walked. After our brief kiss we made our way to the Chinese Restaurant. Luckily we got a small alcove and as we waited for our food to come you began your assault. As you pulled me closer you asked what was my pleasure while we eyed the feast set before us.

My mouth was dry with nerves but I whispered “I need some of that sea food and some fried rice. I must get my strength up for the coming battle.” You looked at me with that cute way you have in raising your left eye brow. I added “I expect you to take me from here and to take me to bed. There I expect you to make love to me again and again and again!” I let my hand slip down until I felt your urgency between your legs and you gasped.

I held your gaze and added “And no action until after you’ve undressed me. I don’t want semen stains on this skirt, it’s my best!” I kissed you hard and added “Now ... eat!”

 

[lovingfingers]

Andrew

Ruth was so delightfully forward. I never had been particularly psychic, so the myriad subtle signs that womenkind made generally eluded me. Not tonight! You had laid down the game plan, and I was definitely all in.

We dug into the small banquet that sat before us. I made a point of offering you samples of everything you didn't take. You immediately followed suit, and soon we were feeding each other. We turned out to be rather good at it, which meant a minimum of debris on your best skirt. When you commented how much you enjoyed one of the dipping sauces, I ran the tip of my finger around the bowl and offered it to your lips. You grinned wickedly as you drew your teeth down my digit, before sucking the sauce off the tip. I was starting to sweat by the time you finished, then saw you dip your own fingers into the pot. Instead of offering it to me, you puckered your lips and brushed the sauce on them. You leaned towards me, and I you, extending my tongue slightly. I gave you soft little licks, working my way round your lips, before settling in for a wet, spicy kiss. When we parted, I wondered aloud if we could get that to go.

We probably ate a bit too much. But it was so tasty and we both feasted lustfully. It was our hunger for each other that eventually won over our more mundane hunger. I called for the tab, and soon we were out the door. I had ridden with Sal and Alex, assuming you had driven to the Club. I was relieved to find out I was right, and soon we were on the road.

Since you were the one driving, my hands were free. And that bit about idle hands and the devil's workshop are true, as I turned and ran a hand over your side, onto your chest, and began to tease the hard nipples I felt through your blouse and bra. You started to take me to task, when I protested that you were in no danger of getting semen on your skirt. You huffed, then shuddered as I pinched one of your nipples, adding, "As long as you get us back to your or my place in time."

You sped up a little, just enough to make me laugh. Then made a beeline to your place, saying it was closer. I reached down and lowered my zipper as loudly as I could, panting, "I may not be able to wait..."

"Men!" you growled, before laughing. You glanced over at me, and saw I had pulled my cock from my pants, teasing, "That's a nice skirt you have there. God forbid anything should happen to it."

You laughed, then replied that you would do anything, anything, but please don't hurt your skirt.

We both laughed, and as I settled back in my seat, I momentarily reflected on how much I enjoyed you. I looked at your face in profile in the passing street lights. God, you were just beautiful...

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Like most young girls I’d read the sexy pulp fiction on line, I’d giggled at some of the videos on YouTube. I’d even visited a site called Literotica and read the threads posted there especially from two writers named GG and Lovingfingers. I’d read about sexual tension. But nothing prepared me for this.

This was way above anything I’d ever imagined possible! You and I, two fit, healthy, athletic sexually charged young people losing control over what we wanted to do to each other.

Our meal was another sexually charged moment in which we teased one another. Yes we were in an alcove but we knew every eye on the restaurant was on us. That poor waitress truly earned her money that day.

How I drove home without crashing the car is one of the mysteries of the universe, but somehow I made it. My keys rattled as my hands trembled while I opened the door. Then we were in. On the mat was a letter from the British Army in response to my enquiry about joining but that could wait. Right now there was only one joining I wanted and that was our bodies.

You told me you might not be able to wait and I saw the bulge in your trouser crotch. “Just to turn you on a little more” I teased “you might like to know I’m wearing stockings”.

Your look of lust hardened my nipples and I felt my female juices begin to flow. Suddenly you picked me up over your shoulder in a ‘Fireman’s Lift’ and you took me into the bedroom and threw me down.

I knew what was coming next

 

[lovingfingers]

Andrew

I certainly enjoyed teasing and being teased, but a man can only take so much! I half growled, half chuckled, as I picked you up in a decidedly non-romantic manner, carried you into the bedroom and flipped you onto the bed. You gave a delightful little shriek as you bounced on the mattress, laughing yourself, before looking at me, your eyes smoldering.

As you watched, I pulled my clothes off as rapidly as I could, breathing at you, "Your skirt..."

You laughed, twisting to one side to access the zipper, then raising your hips to slide the skirt down over your legs. I crawled onto your bed as the skirt passed your feet. I took it from your hands and tossed it to the safety of a nearby chair, as you remained seated, your legs bent. Aside from your skirt, you were still dressed, watching me with an eager smile. I crawled a foot closer, reaching up to clasp your shoulders and give you forceful push. Your chortled as your back hit the mattress. My hands went immediately to your hips, hooking my fingers into the waistband of your wet knickers and jerked them down. I guided your legs up as I pulled the lacy garment down and off.

I shuddered as I watched you part your legs, the stockings accentuating the nakedness of your open, wet sex. I lowered my head and kissed your firmly upon the mons, as you groaned and your hands gripped my shoulders. I moved up, kissing your abs through your blouse, and up, just below your breasts, and up, in your perfect cleavage, and up to the base of your throat, and up, to your chin. I slid one hand down to guide my cock. As my lips met yours, I felt the tip of my manhood part your wet, hot lips. My tongue pressed between your lips as I tilted my hips and my cock sank deep into your channel. We both growled like animals in heat, as I pressed up onto my hands, shifting my hips forwards, arching my back, pushing my entire length into you. I gritted my teeth, hissing, as I held myself inside you, grinding against you. You felt sooo... damn... good!

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Ruth Cohen

This was becoming the most incredible night of my life as our passion, lust and dare I say it? Yes I’ll add it in - our passion lust and love came to a complete, utter, total and fulfilled conclusion.

I found my body arching, demanding, and surrendering to you. My clothe, apart from my stockings were on the floor and then came that amazing moment in which our naked bodies stimulated each other’s needs. Your manly chest met my hungry nipples and my breasts cried out for your hardness.

Soon your lips found mine as your tongue invaded my mouth searching, probing, and sending me into a frenzie. Your right hand reached up and explored my left breast and I thought I was going to die with my mind blitzed by pleasure.

I found my body arching upwards and felt your hardness test my entrance. A slow searching probe caused my pubic hairs to bristle as you slowly slid inside me. Softly and silently you fully entered and then raised your knees as you almost slid out.

Again you entered and again I arched as our lips parted and a deep guteral primeval groan escaped the back of my throat. Then you moved out before crashing back in and I knew I was at the point of total unconditional surrender. I was your girl, your woman and I wanted to mate with you.

 

[lovingfingers]

Andrew

I fought to move slowly, the urge to climax with you overwhelming. But this exquisite agony, this hypersensitivity to you, made me feel one with you in a way I had never experienced. I pushed deeply into you again, and paused. I focussed, and tightened the muscles in my groin, my cock briefly throbbing. Immediately, Ruth's body writhed, the subtle movement sending pleasure through your body. I relaxed and tightened again, and again a wave moved through you. Your head tilted back as you moaned, then your eyes opened and you looked at me hungrily.

I watched as your tongue touched your lips, and then I felt your channel tighten hard on my manhood. My mouth dropped open in a gasp. I felt your sex relax, and a small smile turn your lips. I guess turnabout was fair play!

You began to tighten again, and my hips moved, my cock withdrawing. Your smile faded as your mouth opened, your face a portrait of want. I thrust back into you, ramming into your tightness, forcing you open. Your head snapped back when the tip of my cock hit your cervix. I felt your channel grip me like a vise and my cock swell in response. Your groans filled my ears as I began to fuck you hard...

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Ruth Cohen

I’d heard my friends describe their nights of passion with their boyfriends and I had experienced nights of passion with you. But this, tonight, somehow had transformed all this. You had total control of my emotions and my body and I was completely under your control. This was now a challenge for both of us as we wanted to hold back on our climaxes so we could take the moment from time and make it eternity.

I screamed when you withdrew from me, how dare you? You had brought me to the very gates of sexual completion and you had abandoned me! How dare you? Then you moved forward ramming into me like a medieval knight charging into a door. I arched upwards to assist you and as I did I cried out with lust.

My nipples were like diamonds sending lustful desire all over my body and as I threw my head backwards I gasped words I never thought would escape from my lips “Andrew ... I ... I ... I love you!” Why did I say that? I expected you to stop dead and tell me not to be stupid. But you didn’t, you just carried on bringing me nearer to fulfilment.

I gasped and threw my head back as I began moving with you, encouraging you to put me under your spell.

 

[lovingfingers]

Andrew

Ruth's words flowed over me, surrounded me. A sense of joy rose in me, mingling with the desire and pleasure that consumed us. You had taken the chance with me, and a smile grew on my face. You loved me!

Our bodies rocked together, as thought fought for space in my lustful brain. I slowed, then stopped, my manhood buried deep inside you. My muscles twitched at the interruption, as I waited for your eyes to focus. You looked up at me, as I smiled and spoke clearly, "Ruth, I love you."

Your expression was so beautiful, as you pulled my face to yours. Our lips met, softly at first. The change in my position slid my cock back an inch. Our second kiss was firmer as I shifted to sheath myself in you again. You tilted your hips on the third, drawing me deeper. We began to undulate, our lips locked, my chest pressed against yours, only our legs and hips moving. Your arms circled my neck and back, holding me tight. I groaned into your mouth as I started to cum, and felt your body arch against as your channel grab my length. Your groan joined mine in a lewd harmony, as our hips bucked against each other.

At length, we stilled, joined, intertwined. I had never felt so close to anyone before. You wrapped your legs around mine, letting me know I was not going anywhere soon. I purred contentedly, eager for more, and falling deeper for you.

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Ruth Cohen

”Ruth I love you!” the words sealed our bliss as your body entwined with mine and we began the stunning climax to our love making. I recalled attending a Christian friend’s wedding and the priest had spoken about ‘the two becoming one flesh’. It meant nothing at the time but now I was given a little grasp of what it meant.

I felt you take full control as you teased my body by withdrawing then returning with a thrust. I felt you begin to harden even more and felt you start to twitch. Our kisses became demanding as I arched upwards allowing you even more access.

At last I lost control as I came hard on your manhood bathing it in nectar and as I did I felt your explosion as you flooded me with your hot living seed. Again and again you shot deep inside me filing me with yourself.

There was no separation, just a slowing down but you remained inside me as your cock became softer. We lay there in a long state of bliss until slowly, gradually you began to harden. I whispered teasingly “Seconds away - round two!”

 

[lovingfingers]

Andrew

You could see me smile, as something between a growl and a chuckle purred in my throat. More lightly than my first declaration, I affirmed, "I do love you, Ruth Cohen." It.. this.. you.. It all felt so natural and easy. We had all heard about 'the one' and all that, which I had always taken with a grain of salt, but now... maybe...

You smirked at me, still teasing, and challenged me to show you. "With pleasure," I replied cockily, a moment before sliding from you. "Roll over," I said, as I lifted my hips high enough for you to move. I settled back down, onto my knees, before reaching for your hips and pulling you onto all fours. I straddled your legs as I moved into position, pressing my cock down towards your dripping sex, admiring the truly stellar view of your derriere. I guided myself down slightly, then sank into your channel. Your wet heat enveloped my cock again, as I shifted slightly, then pressed forward. I went deep, then deeper, knowing this position afforded me the best penetration. I began slow, long strokes, wanting you to feel every inch of me moving in every inch of you. Every number of strokes, I would pull you hard against my hips, wanting that last fraction of an inch filling you. I could feel the head of my cock pressing against your womb, and saw your body writhe against me. Your channel tightened and relaxed, and my pace quickened every time you relaxed, until you squeezed me again.

After several cycles of this, you began to move to meet my hips, our hips starting to slap together more loudly. You groaned loudly, as I reached my hands up to clasp your shoulders, and starting putting more muscle into my thrusts. Your pussy contracted hard, as your breath became a series of gasps and moans, "Don't.... stop!"

 

[RobynTashaYa]

Ruth Cohen

My intellect was being stretched in ways I never thought possible, were there words in the English Language, were there words in any language to describe this feeling of absolute bliss? Our hearts, not that muscular pump that forces blood through our veins but the very centre of our beings, our souls were entwined as one as our love making reached new heights.

Soon I was on all fours and you were pounding your love into me in total control of my body, mind and spirit. You moved with precision invading my being, touching my womb preparing to fill me with your seed once again.

My channel went into some kind of spasm as it clamped shut on your shaft causing you to cry out. At the same time I found my inner channel prepare to bathe member in my love nectar. My head rocked back as I screamed in a dark primeval tone and I came hard and demanding. At the same time you cried out as you exploded deep inside forcing your hot living seed to charge towards my womb.

We continued to shout and scream so loud there was a risk a neighbour might have telephoned the police. Slowly, measly we came to halt, disengaged and crashed exhausted onto the floor. Ten, maybe twenty minutes passed before we returned to bed. You got up and returned with two glasses of sparkling wine. We sat in bed locked in total, trusting love.