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Strange Taste - First Love
Date: 1/8/2024, Categories: Seduction, Author: maxinexx
... relishing her impalement, fully aroused, holding his hands to her breasts, her nipples stiffened by his firm caress. Her heart pounded. His chest heaved. He cried out for her, ‘I love you, Georgie! I love you, Georgie!’ She shuddered as his spasms subsided. It was over. His mind was riddled with guilt, ‘I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold on any longer.’ She comforted him, brushing his cheek with her hand, ‘You felt good! You were great!’ Masking her disappointment, she dismounted him carefully, grasping the root of his shrivelled stalk to ensure that his sheath didn’t slip off inside her. He felt her climb off the bed, watching her intently as she padded off to the bathroom. Shattered, frustrated by his inability to satisfy her, he rolled onto one side and fell asleep. Even as she went to open the bathroom door, Georgie felt her guilt, mixed with a sense of shame at how she behaved. It didn’t help her that she was tired out, emotionally drained by the intense effort of seducing and making love to the virgin — or that she was still left wanting him. She turned a handle with her clean hand and stepped inside, quietly closing the door, so as not to wake him, sleeping. Christ! What’s his name? I don’t even know his name! Georgie pulled the light switch cord, the immensity of what she’d just done weighing on her mind. She’d played with him intimately on a garden swing, even though she knew the others were watching her through the kitchen window. She’d borne ...
... her breasts for him, exposing herself to the sultry, summer evening air. Then, she had caressed him, tenderly, lovingly, leading him to believe she might love him. She thought of him, crying for her as he squirmed and wriggled under her on the twins' parent’s bed. Bizarre notions teased her confused mind. She thought of the black and yellow book her mother gave her when she was eleven: Peter and Pamela Grow Up, imagining that she was Pamela and he was Peter. Pamela Becomes a Young Lady she reminded herself, wistfully. How careful was she? Could he have made her pregnant? How would she explain a baby to her mother in Oz? She squatted over the toilet and peed. Her mother was a devout woman who believed in the sanctity of marriage. What was it she had told her, before Georgie left home to see the world? ‘When you fall in love with a man, find your husband and marry him. It’s only natural that you will want to kiss and embrace each other. You will want to come together in the closest possible contact.’ She’d smiled naughtily to herself, Come together? ‘Thanks so much for explaining that to me, Mummy,’ Georgie said, interrupting her. Her mother continued, ‘Oh, and darling.’ ‘Yes?’ ‘This act of loving union between a husband and wife is commonly referred to as sexual intercourse.’ Another knowing smile,Really? ‘Commonly, Mummy?’ ‘Yes, commonly.’ That was how she felt: common, soiled. The hand basin was porcelain white with original brass taps. ...