Chapter 2

Gently lifting her from the sofa, I went to my room. I had previously opened the door, so going through the doorway, I tried not to awaken her. I had also turned down the bed, so I laid her on the nearest side of the bed and tried to remove her robe. Not surprising, she was naked beneath the robe, so that made it easier for me. I swung her legs beneath the covers and turned out her bedside lamp and the room’s main lighting. I then went to the bathroom and showered. Coming out of the bath, I saw Chloe was awake sitting up in bed, with the covers below her breasts. The sight make blood start entering my flaccid cock.

“Thank you, Will, for putting me in your bed, but I wish you had awakened me before you brought me in. You’d probably have let me sleep through the night, and that’s not what I’ve dreamed about for a month.” she said softly.

“I’m sure your intentions were similar to mine, so I had planned on jostling the bed, after I got cleaned up. I was not going to force you to wake up, but I was going to give you the chance to have me make love to you. As you can see, I’m happy to see you.” I replied, showing off my rampant erection.

Going to her side of the bed, I leaned down and gave her a good lip lock, to illustrate my intentions. She returned the kiss and put her arms around my neck, nearly pulling me on top of her. I resisted and drew back. Then I walked around the bed and entered the opposite side, but immediately moved over to be next to her. She cuddled into me and immediately went in search of my cock.

“I’ve been thinking about this a lot, but maybe I shouldn’t do anything to you, since the age of consent in America is sixteen. I wouldn’t want to be thrown in jail.” I teased.

Unexpectedly, she shot right back:

“The age of consent is sixteen in the UK, too, but if the parent or guardian approves, then it can happen. Besides, I’ll be turning sixteen while I’m in America! Come on, Will, I’ve been gagging for this since you left us at home.”

“Me, too, you little, sexy thing. I’m just kidding.” I admitted.

“Well, less kidding and more loving, please.” she suggested.

I began kissing her, tenderly at first, but progressively more passionately as she heated up. As we kissed, our hands were roaming, and I was reacquainting myself with her topography; finding all the valleys and hillocks I’d run my hands around and through before. Her mewling just made me harder, which was surprising because I thought her fondling had already made me diamond-like. Although I was almost certain she’d had no other lovers, she showed uncommon skills as she fondled me in turn. She then told me, amid gasping breaths:

“I pestered mum to tell me how to please you, and she talked to me a lot, when we were alone. The talking made us both very aroused, and we had to go off and frig ourselves nearly every time. Of course, she sometimes had daddy to get some relief with, but I had nothing but my fingers. I was tempted to ask mummy for a dildo but lost my courage. I did use a carrot once, but it was cold.” she explained.

“Depending on the size of the carrot, I may not be able to compete.” I snickered.

“Your willy is just fine Will, and it’s nice and warm.” she reassured me.

I had worked my way down her neck, across both breasts (which I vowed had grown in the month since I’s seem them last) and moved across her abdomen. Soon I was licking around the juncture of her groin and legs. Smelling her arousal, I had to exert great patience to not attack her young pussy. I wanted to pace our lovemaking to give her the maximum pleasure I could. Gently raining kisses on her outer labia, I sent warm breaths from my nostrils all over her vulva. Finally, I shot my tongue out of my mouth and began running it between the folds of her inner labia, slurping up her copious spendings. Her continued moaning was adding a notch to my arousal, and I felt it was time to mount her, though I planned on making it a slow, gentle invasion of her young cunt.

Rising over Chloe, I locked eyes with her, trying to communicate my intent. She seemed dazed but reached for me as if to say: take me! Moving my hips forward, I placed the head of my prick at her sexual portal. Nudging her labial lips apart, I let just the head enter. I paused, to see if she would tense up. She did not, so I slowly slid my spear into her depths. When my pubic bone contacted hers, I paused again. Rotating her hips to get the feel of me filling her vagina, she murmured her pleasure, and I withdrew and immediately pushed back in.

“Oh, yes, Will. I’ve waited so long to feel your hard cock inside me. Keep stroking my cunny with your dick.”

As I continued to thrust in and out, she met each inward stroke with a slight heave of her hips which set up a rhythm we both enjoyed. She was very tight, as would be expected and it felt like a velvet vise, squeezing my prick deliciously.

In anticipation of my liaison with Chloe and her mother, I had masturbated numerous times, fantasizing about how I would administer my carnal favors upon these two wondrous English women. I had done so recently, mainly to ensure I would not erupt prematurely due to the high level of excitation they were sure to incite in me. Despite these preparations, Chloe was such a beautiful young woman, I was still highly aroused. I exerted extra efforts to bring her to the apex of her passion, allowing her to enjoy her orgasm first. At that moment, I knew I had achieved that goal as she jerked, moaned, and nearly cried out her joy as she clamped down on my cock with her barely used vaginal sheath. I steeled myself to keep from flooding her with my spend. My goal for this evening was to give her at least two orgasms before I had mine, and was unsure whether I should come in her, or withdraw. I chastised myself for not inquiring, either from mother or daughter, the status of their fertility. I had not totally forgotten to take responsibility, since I had a supply of condoms in my luggage and could apply one before going any further. I felt the time was now, to ask my bed companion: