Audacious Australian Romance -- Extract
Nadine Leilani
Bodacious
Beth #3
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Audacious
Australian Romance
As
I lay there I began to study the naked form below me. I followed the contours
of his round toes, over the arch of his foot and around to trace his developed
calves with my eyes. My visual journey along his body led me up the bulging
length of his quads, and ran into the crease of his groin which was impeccably
groomed and completely shaved.
I'd
never seen a shaved man before and wished I could get a closer look. From what
I could see the appearance was much more attractive than I expected. Even
without being erect his shaft had to be a solid six inches long, thick and
visibly veined. His balls were large and hung low in the heat, pressed to one
side by the imposing projection I found myself entranced with.
Unconsciously
I reached up to run my manicured fingertips over my hardened nipples, toying
with the sensitive directly connected to the dampness between my legs. Slowly I
circled first one and then the other, teasing and kneading the firm flesh of my
breasts as I imagined doing the same thing to the magnificent chest below.
I
dragged my nails along the edge of my skin, just under my bikini top, causing
my flesh to break out in excited goose-bumps. Finally giving in to myself I
reached under my top to firmly pinch my erect tips. As I squeezed I also
carefully twisted until I felt a slight pain that quickly dissolved into a
warm, erotic sensation.
My
breathing was coming quicker as I started to become wet, the folds of my cunt
puffing up and crying for attention. Just as I was considering retreating to my
room to locate my handy vibrator I thought I noticed a change on the body
below.
If
I wasn't mistaken the mystery man's cock had begun to grow. Slowly but surely
it was stiffening before my eyes, thickening at the very base and pumping
itself full of unreleased blood. I could make out the darkly tanned head of his
member as it rose to meet his stomach. I watched without blinking as the man
shifted his position so he was directly facing me.
You've
got to be shitting me, I thought to myself. There's no way he's been watching
me, is there?
As
if in answer to my thought, my mystery lover reached to his chest and in a
perfect imitation of me began to massage himself openly, flickering over his
tiny nipples just as I had done to my own. I was momentarily mortified. Yes,
I'd had sex with two strangers, one of them in a public setting and one of them
as a result of my own brazenness, but never had I touched myself in front of
someone. Like most people I had a healthy shame about masturbation, and though
I never travelled without a good vibrator, if you asked me I would vehemently
insist I'd never owned a sex toy in my life.
My
instinct was to run inside and hide for the rest of the night, and I almost did
just that when a niggling doubt stopped me. These past few months I'd really
come out of my shell and my life had been nothing but better for the experiences
I'd had. It wasn't like this man was repulsed and had gotten up to leave. His
dick was standing at attention and he was touching himself in response to my
actions. He was actually turned on by me looking at him and fondling myself. If
we were both ready and willing, why not have a little fun?
Feeling
exhilarated by what I was about to do I reached up behind me, untied my bikini
top, and in one swift motion let it drop.
The End