"Taking a step back I let my bra drop the floor and watched as he lowered his mouth to my left breast. Instead, of going for the nipple which was erec... and tingling, he brushed his lips all around the soft flesh of my B-cup and worked his way inward. By the time he touched my pink bud with his tongue I was aching between my thighs like I had never felt with my fantasies and I wanted him to kiss me there, too.As though reading my mind, he kissed his way down my abdomen and lowered my damp. I looked up at the clock and noticed it was now midnight. What had wokenme up? My windows were open-I could have sworn closing them."Aw hell." I said as I stood up to close them."You don't know how close you are." A raggedy voice said. My eyes dartedaround the room to see what was going on, and who was in my room. Abeautiful blonde woman came walking out of the dark corner of my room."Who are you?" I asked. She stood about 5'4, with well defined curves.If I hadn't known who she was, I would. He could tell no one had ever done that to her before. And he smiled. She could be caught by surprise. Good. She pulled her hand back quickly, and smiled nervously. He winked at her. She hadn’t seen anything yet. Florence Joseph and Sebastien Renard stared at each other for several long, uncomfortable moments. Granny Cecilia cleared her throat, and Sebastien broke his gaze from Florence. The priest had arrived. Mass was starting. The ceremony went on, and he tried his best not to stare at. That would be the first clue to any female that I was with…my orgasm is approaching and there isn’t a lot of time. I imagine you sitting there, fingers buried deep in your pussy, begging me to cum for you. My cock throbs with the thought of it. “Cum for me baby” you whisper so seductively. I am so close…I think of my very first orgasm. I never even touched myself…I was reading the book The Happy Hooker by Xavier Hollander. I was sixteen, lying in bed naked. I had skipped school that day. Those.