An Expats Life and Love
Copyright© 2015 by Ombligo
Chapter 2
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Moving to Central America, a man and his wife had plans to live a life as expatriates. But an accident tears the dream asunder and leaves a man alone in life except for the teenage daughter of his housekeeper. They must continue on together with no one but each other to hold close. They soon become closer than either expected.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/ft Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Hispanic Female First Oral Sex Petting
The next morning as I awoke I felt relaxed and happy, I became aware of my erection and then of being touched and stroked lightly. For a moment I was confused and disoriented but then became aware of the warmth of a body next to me, a head resting on my chest. I remained silent and still, enjoying the touch of another. It was a feeling I had not enjoyed for a very long time.
Anita's touch was light, like she was afraid and unsure of herself. I assumed this was the first time she had ever seen or touched a man. I wasn't even sure she pleasured herself. There was so much I did not know; so much for both of us to learn.
'That feels nice Anita, ' I said very softly so as not to startle her.
'Buenos Dias Popi.'
'Good morning dear, ' I answered.
'PopiÉ. May I askÉ' she started hesitantly?
'Yes, ' I answered, not really sure where this was going but having a guess.
'Why do you get hard every morning?'
'Every morning? I queried, 'How do you know I'm hard every morning?'
Anita grew silent as she immediately knew she had given something away. I was afraid she thought she was in trouble.
'It's okay, ' I said, 'I was just surprised that you had seen me before.'
'I wake before you and sometimes need to go to the bano. You are sometimes not covered or your sheet is poked up, ' she giggled.
I could not help but laugh with her; the young innocence was so charming. I stroked her hair, running my fingers through it and feeling the thickness of the strands, but still how soft it was. I leaned over and kissed her, gently at first but each of us felt our passion grow. Her hand never left my cock and now her grip tightened slightly causing my hips to pump slightly increasing the pleasure I was already feeling. I moved my hand to her hip and slid it under her t-shirt to her breast. She had only small mounds but they felt so warm and soft. I lightly pinched a nipple and she responded with a moan into my mouth. Her nipple grew hard and I ran my fingers over it.
Anita let go of me, much to my dismay. But she sat up and in a single motion she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside. I saw her bare breasts for the first time. They were lovely, slightly bronzed with dark, reddish brown areola, about the size of a nickel. The nipples were pronounced, like a bead. I couldn't resist and drew her to me so my mouth could taste them. I kissed and lightly licked the nipples causing them to harden even more and bringing forth more moans from my young lover.
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