Kidnapped - Sex Stories

Kidnapped

... not that I didn't want him there, Daisy."

"I know, I figured that one out when you laid down the law to him. He needed that by the way. None of this would be happening if it weren't for you."

We soaked, drank and ate. We both looked a little like shriveled prunes when climbing out. We wiped each other dry with my big fluffy towels. As we sat wrapped in towel heaven, I combed out her hair. I loved the feel of her silky locks. It felt so intimate, I couldn't resist kissing her neck.

"Hmm, god that feels nice." She breathed. Her body leaning back against me. "You have such a delicate touch."

Nuzzling into the side of her neck, nibbling and kissing. My own urges grew quickly. Her breasts sat so deliciously in my hands. Her nipples springing as my thumb toyed with them.

"Tease." She whispered. I shut her up with a kiss, her head twisted unnaturally to allow. Her tongue slithering serpent like around my mouth. Mine playing hide and seek. Teasing, playing.

Her soft moans reverberating in my mouth.

Her open slick pussy clutching at my intruding fingers. The walls of her lubricious vagina clinging wantonly. Her hips thrust, writhing on my hand. Her breathing now in short little pants. Ragged, full of desire.

She came, her body jerking and shuddering. The comb still dangling in her hair.

"Take me to bed, Sasha. I want you."

"What about your massage?"

"Tomorrow, now I need you."

"Jesus, you are in an insatiable mood."

"You don't know how true that ...

... is."

*****

The morning, damn the light. Daisy snuggled closer. Her naked limbs wrapped tightly around me. Her wet mouth gurgling on my shoulder. "Stop moving." She moaned. The feel of her hot breath like a morning mist descending over my goosebumpy skin felt so right.

"I have to go wee's."

"Hold it, please. Just for a while. This is my favorite part. I can still taste you on my breath. I don't want to lose that."

"It'll be a different taste if I wet myself."

"Shut up. You're spoiling it." Her nibbling teeth supporting her need.

I held on, my tummy tightening until I knew the dam would burst.

Throwing her arms off. I jumped out of bed. "I have to go."

"Bitch." She called after me.

"Insatiable nympho slut." I yelled back. The relief of the tinkle easing away my urgency.

She sat as I stood up. Her hands waving me away. "I can't go with you standing there. Go back to bed."

I couldn't, I knew the day would vanish if I did. Instead I walked out to the kitchen to start breakfast.

"Ahhh, phooey." She said through sad pouty lips. No fair."

I giggled at her mock anger. "We have a busy day. I want to make a wonderful impression on Esme. She is a special person. She might only be my ex mother in law. She does mean a lot to me though. I almost need her approval for this to feel perfect."

"Okay then. What sort of food does she like?"

I don't think she has a special love. I do know she loves linguine."

"Oh, I have a great recipe. We could ...