The Protege chapter 4 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 4

... it slowly in and out, thinking of the sights of the day. Stacey's, red hair and bright lipstick. "OMG you're lusting after your best friend." I thought to myself.

I pictured that gorgeous ebony ass in the red bikini as the little silver devil vibrated inside me. I pealed back the red bottoms revealing her dark ass and tuft of hair peeking out between her legs. I imagined kissing her cheeks as I knelt before her. I shifted the dildo to my left hand and began to rub my clit with my right.

My mind bounced from her perfect ass to the bun buffet that was next to me on the beach, I kissed and nibbled them one by one down the line. Then the thought of the beautiful red head straddling me and showering me in her long flowing hair as she leaned down and kissed me passionately.

My fingers picked up the pace and the vibrator continued sliding in and out. The images flashed in my head. The Diamond between Cynthia's legs, Stacey's intensely blue eyes and bright red lipstick, the black ass, the bun buffet, the flowing red hair, and back through the cycle.

"Oh God, I'm gonna cum again!" I squealed.

Once again, I was filled with obsessive thoughts that pushed all reason away. I surrendered completely to my newfound lust. The images flashed through my head and my fingers pressed in rapid little circle on my clit with the silver vibrator buzzing inside me.

I pictured nibbling the smooth black ass, feeling the red heads tongue probing my mouth as our naked bodies intertwined. ...

... Laying back as the group of college girls kissed my body everywhere. Looking into Stacey's eyes as I kissed her soft red lips. Thrusting my tongue into the magic diamond between Cynthia's legs and tasting her warm wet pussy as I squeezed those firm hot buns

"Ohhhh Fuuuuuccckkkkkk, I'm cumming for you Cynthia!"

I wailed away with my fingers, as my body shuttered to a convulsive climax. "Oh God you make me so crazy! Aaaahhhh! Aaaaaahhhhh! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh! Ffffffuuuuuuuucccckkkkkk!"

After the second orgasm, I removed the silver bullet and slid it into my mouth savoring the bittersweet taste of my own cum. I wondered if I would ever get the chance to taste Cynthia's shaved little cunt. The torture would have to continue a while longer, as our schedules seemed overfilled and did not show us crossing paths anytime soon. I wondered how many more times I could possibly masturbate between now and then. There seemed to be no end to my desires.

I showered and decided room service for dinner. I sent my apologies to Maurice and Russel and told them I would see them for breakfast bright and early. I had dinner and video chatted with Stacey. She was at my apartment. She wanted to spend Monday prepping for her interview and needed a place she could focus.

"I packed three different skirt suits to choose from but forgot pajamas. I hope you don't mind I borrowed some of yours." She said standing up and twirling in a cotton night shirt with Gordon Gecko from the movie Wall Street ...