Isabelle Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Isabelle Chapter 4

... rubbing my length gently. “None of that got into my mouth,” she said, licking the cum from her lips and chin. I smiled at her brightly, running my fingers through the lines of cum on her face bringing them up to her lips. Isabelle greedily licked them up, sucking the cum off of my fingers. “Do you want to take a shower now?” she asked, looking over at my bathroom as I got off of my bed. “How about you start it and I will quickly put these in the wash,” I said, taking my sheets off of the bed as Isabelle happily got up and rushed to my shower. “Bring me my towel!” she said as the water started pouring. “Will do!” I said as I walked out of my room with my sheets in my hand. I quickly but them in the washing machine and ran back up to the bathroom down the hall from my room to grab Isabelle’s towel. When I walked back into my bathroom, the shower was already steaming hot. I could just barely make out the silhouette of Isabelle’s slim figure through the fog on the glass door. “I brought it,” I said, setting it down on the towel rack. “Get in, the water is fine!” Isabelle giggled. I smiled as I slid the glass door open and walking in to the warm shower behind Isabelle. She immediately turned around and kissed my lips having just washed the cum off of her face. “I love you, Lucas,” she said, biting her lip as she grew closer to me. “I love you, Isabelle,” I said, kissing her again. Isabelle hugged me close to her under the warm shower water and I hugged back, kissing her forehead. ...

... “I wish this were a bath,” I said, wanting to lie down with her again. “I know, I’m warn out.” she giggled, sitting down with her back against the wall, “Sit,” she said, pointing to the other side. The floor was cold and so was the wall as I sat down, my legs on either side of Isabelle’s. Her feet being so close to my balls and penis made me kind of nervous because of years of terrible nut shots, but I trusted her. “So how much time do we have?” she asked, rubbing her feet along my thighs. “Probably like two hours,” I said, reaching above me and turning the shower down to not waste water. Isabelle smiled, starting to giggle from seemingly nowhere. “What?” I asked, starting to laugh a little myself. “We just had sex,” she said, uncontrollably smiling. “I know,” I said, smiling widely myself. “That was amazing,” she smiled, getting up and crawling towards me. Her head rested on my chest with one hand on my stomach and the other underneath the small of my back. She wrapped her one leg around mine, snuggling up to me more. “That was,” I said, kissing her forehead, my cock twitching as it grew slightly. “What’s that?” Isabelle asked innocently, “Are you getting excited?” I smiled, kissing her forehead again as she lowered a hand down to my growing penis. “I’m excited,” she whispered. Isabelle started to stroke my growing cock again as my excitement grew. “I want to be on top this time,” she said sensually as she rolled over, her hips on mine. She brought her knees up to my hips, ...