The Blooming of Rosa
Copyright© 2008 by Serena Jones
Chapter 27
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 27 - An innocent girl is introduced to a world of sex and magic. Is she a victim or a predator?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Ma/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Ma/mt mt/mt Consensual Magic Mind Control Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Paranormal Incest Brother Sister Father Daughter Group Sex Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Squirting Voyeurism Teacher/Student
I wore the blue dress to the dance. Dad said it was the only dress that did me any justice. Mike took me; he wore a shirt and tie the same color as my dress. We dance for a while and I found that as much as I enjoyed the movement, the longer I stood with him and the tempo pounded around us, the more I wanted to feel our tempos pounding together. I slipped my arms around him and kissed him passionately.
He did not need further prodding. He led me away from the gym where the dance was held and we stole through the dark halls of the school until we reached an unlocked teachers lounge. There, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me deeply. I responded wholly.
“So,” he whispered in between our heated kisses, “are you going to let me do this?”
“Do what?”
“You know. Go all the way.”
“Oh, no, Mike.” I did not want to worry Doris even more. “But I will please you with my mouth, if you’d like. But you must please me as well.”
“A little 69 action, alright.” He pulled me down onto a nearby couch. “I can totally dig that.”
“69?” I asked hesitantly.
“I do you, you do me, same time.” He put his palms together so that his fingers were on his wrists. “Everybody’s happy.”
It seemed reasonable to me. I lay down on the couch and he crouched above me. As I unbuckled his belt and unfastened his pants, he slid my dress up my legs. He gasped with shock when he discovered that I wore no panties only garters to hold up my stockings.
“I think you left something at home.”
“I do not wear panties anymore.” I said. I kissed the head of his dick and he sighed.
I answered with a sigh of my own when his tongue gently flickered past my clit. He seemed tentative and unsure and as I stroked his shaft with my tongue and begun to wish he’d take bolder action. I sucked his head in the way that had made Dad so pleased and felt Mike’s hips push forward as if he would make love to my mouth.
I held him still, and in my mind, imagined him licking me as Dad did. Suddenly, Mike’s tongue pressed against my entire pussy and stroked me from clit to anus. I gasped and rubbed against his mouth. I thought of how wonderful it would feel if he sucked me just then and he did so. I wrapped my lips around Mike’s dick and my fingers around his balls. Then I concentrated on feeling Mike’s tongue inside my slit. I thought of the bliss I felt in Dad’s arms and wished for a moment that Mike loved me as he did.
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