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Dream-Sitter 1b/?


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doing nothing and it was becoming unbearable, as Shelly wiggled
around on his lap.  Shelly decided to get a little bolder and
took Scott's hands, by their backs, with her's and started to use
them to caress herself as she danced upon Scott's lapping,
moaning, groaning, sighing and blowing in his ears.  This did the
trick, for as soon as Scott realized what his hands were doing,
he started moving them for himself, finally giving into his
animal side completely, but controlled.
     Shelly found great joy in the thought that Scott had finally
gotten the message and was making his move--and especially that
he didn't think of her as a little girl; but she still had
question as to why it had taken so long--was he shy or just plain
stupid?  Shelly didn't care right now, as she enjoyed his every
touch; and shivered with electricity as his hot breath hit her
neck and shoulders, as he started kissing them.  Shelly let go of
his hands and let her hands so some exploring of there own but
she could only explore those parts of Scott massive body that she
could reach, which made her somewhat sad: she ran her fingers
through his hair, along the smooth clean shave of his chin,
around the thickness of his neck and the girth of his shoulders. 
She began to massage/knead Scott's massive shoulders through his
shirt, as she writhed and sighed in ecstacy under his passionate,
knowledgeable touch.
     She couldn't take it anymore, she needed to touch him not
his clothes, to feel his warm bare skin against hers.  So she
reached down between their two bodies and started pulling Scott's
shirt up and off; Scott helped by letting her go and raising his
arms above his head so the shirt could be taking off easier, but
then he let them fell right back into place upon her body--as
Scott and Shelly, again, let their hands mutually explore each
others bodies; happily and hornily; with Scott getting the better
part of the deal, being able to reach every part of Shelly's
being with his hands while she could not, but she didn't mind
much; FOR NOW.
     Scott let his hands find their own way around Shelly's
beautiful body: stoking and squeezing the creamy insides of her
thighs, caressing her tone flat stomach, running his fingers
through her pubic hair, and massaging every part his hands could
reach; for his concentration went to kissing all of Shelly he
could--Scott had long ago mastered the arts of pleasuring a woman
and was more than happy to demonstrate these abilities to/on
Shelly, as the fire that was in her eyes started burning in his,
too.
     Scott took note of her slightly parted lips; they were slim,
slightly pouty, and fit her facial features perfectly; he leaned
forward and gave her a LONG, SLOW, BURNING kiss on the them--
Shelly had forgotten that Scott was one of the best swimmers in
the state(until that moment) and could hold his breath for a long
time--it was the most passionate kiss Shelly had ever received in
her life, it was excellerating, and Shelly felt her blood start
to boil--Scott broke the kiss leaving Shelly slightly gasping for
air and lite headed, but totally enthralled.  Scott then litely
started kissing her, not letting one inch of flesh go unkissed;
from the top of her forehead, down her face, neck, across the
shoulders, down the crevasse between her two gorgeous breasts,
and finally encircling each breast; starting from the base, he,
encircled each breast, first the right and then the left, with a
spiral of kisses to their top, rock-hard nipple.  Since Scott
couldn't kiss any further down this most perfect body without
twisting/contorting himself, and Shelly, into a human pretzel, he
turned his attentions to those magnificent breasts--which looked
like two slightly smashed cherries sitting on top of two scoops
of vanilla ice-cream surrounded by caramel(and tasted just as
good)--their appearance is probably do to her string bikini Scott
thought.
     While his mouth wantingly assaulted the eraser size nipple
of Shelly's right breast--litely kissing, suckling, flicking and
nipping at the erect nipple sitting in the middle of quarter size
aureole--his right hand was kneading/massaging her left
breast(and
vise-a-verse for the other); while his left hand found the crack
between her two lovely buttocks and began litely tracing it--
moving his fingers up and down the crack; just skimming the
surface: brushing the top of the hair, causing waves of shivers
to wash over Shelly; as she arched her back with each pass. 
Shelly thought that she was going to pass out any second now, as
she became increasingly dizzy and giddish with each new wave. 
Scott set a good pace of moving back and forth from breast to
breast, being sure not to ignore either of them for too long, as
he moved his left hand up and down her crack; but then Scott
started letting his left hand move a little higher up Shelly's
back, following her spinal cord, with each new pass; causing a
more pronounced, longer wave of electricity to move through
Shelly--causing her to almost scream out in pleasurable torture
each time his hand moved; that plus, the experienced mouth and
tongue work that Scott was doing upon her breasts, caused Shelly
to move rapidly to the edge of climax, multiple times, only to
have Scott let up and bring her back down--it was pure torture
for Shelly, but Scott's mastery and experience told him that
she'd thank him in the end.
     Shelly was so lost in the pleasures produced by Scott's
hands, mouth and tongue, that she hadn't even noticed that he
hadn't even touch her vagina yet--he hadn't even come close to
touching it; yet she was getting extremely hot, wet, and ready to
cum at any time.  Shelly was so far gone that she no longer had
interest in pleasuring or exploring Scott's massive body--which
was fine by Scott, he was getting enough pleasure out of
pleasuring her.  Instead she held her eyes tightly closed, head
thrown back, mouth widely open gasping, moaning, sighing, and
wanting to screaming in pleasure as her body shivered and quaked
under Scott gentle, unmerciful, and extremely knowledgeable
touch.  Yet she wasn't so far gone that she didn't instantly
realize when Scott suddenly stopped everything--she was so close
to climaxing that she could taste it, it was walling up inside of
her cunt and needed to be released, and HE STOPPED; leaving her
teetering on the brink of ecstasy, it would've been her biggest
orgasm ever, and HE STOPPED; after playing with her for so
long, time and time again, bringing her close to climax only to
not let her; he owed her at least this one, but HE STOPPED. 
'WHY?' was the only question to come to Shelly's mind.
     Her mind quickly questioned and answered itself a hundred
times as to 'why?' in only a matter of seconds that seemed like a
life time, because they seemed to confirm her worst fears:
'What's wrong...why did he stop?; Did I do something wrong?;
maybe he wants me to pay him some attention--I've been so lost in
my own pleasure, I forgot to give him any!?; or maybe he's tired
or bored with me?; That's it, he finally came back to his senses,
I've lost him! He does think of me as a little girl and he
doesn't want anything to do with me!; etc...'
     She slowly opened her eyes, fearing to look down into his
angry face, but she looked and asked "Ah...what's wrong...why did
you stop...did I do something wrong...did I do something to
displease you?  Tell me and I won't do it again or maybe I can
fix it or maybe...or maybe..."  She was confused and it showed, 
Scott just sat there looking at her with no emotion showing,
causing her to become even more afraid that he'd come back to his
senses and was extremely mad at her for putting him in this
situation.  Scott said coldly "I'm hungry!  Will you give me
something to eat?!"  Shelly was taken aback with surprise--she
never thought that she'd hear that, now she knew that she'd lost
him and that he was being merciful by giving her away out of the
room.
     She replied in a timid, soft and very sad voice
"Yeah...sure...what would you like me to get you?"  Scott looked
long and hard at her before responding, without batting an eye
"YOU!"  To Shelly this came as a complete surprise and she didn't
know if she'd heard him correctly or what, so she stammered
"wh...what?...what did you just..." Scott cut her off sharply and
said "YOU heard me Right.  I'm hungry and I want to eat you, or
rather your pussy!"  Shelly was in shock as she looked into his
face and saw a great big smile suddenly appear with a devilish
gleam in his eyes; he was playing with her, and she just caught
on.  Shelly decided to play along and see where it would lead;
and she'd be more than delighted to feed him her pussy, if
that's what he really wanted--she wasn't sure because no one had
ever wanted to eat her pussy before; fuck it and play with it
yes, but never eat it.  Maybe Scott was still playing with her,
but she had heard other girls talk about having their pussy's
eaten and loved it, plus the book she was reading said it was
natural and fun--'who knows maybe I'll enjoy it; I've enjoyed
everything else so far.'
     Her apprehensions and fears quickly disappeared as she
looked at Scott's smiling face and decided that she just had to
serve/give this man anything he wanted--she just had to.  With
that thought registered, she instantly hopped off of Scott's lap-
-much to Scott's surprise--ready to play her part in his game;
she stood with her back towards him and her legs spread shoulder
width apart, as she suddenly bent over reaching between her legs,
grabbing his right foot--not saying a word, just moving--she
pulled his foot up between her thighs and locked it in place, by
squeezing her inner thighs together, at the sheen.  Once locked
in place she instantly began to untie his shoe lace.
     Scott, now being the one surprised, questioned her actions
"What are you doing?"  Shelly quickly glanced back over her
shoulder with that devilish smile again, then went back to her
work as she replied "You said that you wanted to eat me, right?" 
"Yeah, I said that.  But what's that got to do with you taking
off my shoe?"  Shelly stopped her work and looked back over her
shoulder, still smiling, and replied "Everything!!  It has
everything to do with this...You want to eat me, well you can,
but in order for you to eat your meal--namely me--you have to be
able to get at it, right?"  "RIGHT!"  Shelly turned back to her
work as she continued her explanation "Now, if I were setting on
your lap there would be no way for you to be able to get your
food because of the impossible bending it would require--as
proven when you couldn't kiss past my breasts--almost like trying
to give yourself a blowjob, right?"  "right."  "So, since your
meal can't be in front of you seated upon your lap, the only way
for you to have your meal is for your meal to be on top of you as
you were lying down.  And since shoe aren't allowed on the couch
I am removing them for you.  Thus, you can lye down, allowing me
to straddle over top of you, and thus allowing you to have your
meal--eating at your leisure; right?"  With that Scott's right
shoe and sock hit the floor.  Scott had to admit that she was
being very logical and her argument sound, but he couldn't help
musing at how she could make such a philosophical statement at
such a point in time; about something so abstract, and make it
sound logical and sexy at the same time.
     Scott felt the pressure of Shelly's thighs liten up, as she
went to release his foot.  But instead of falling lackadaisically
back down between her legs, as Shelly had anticipated, Scott kept
it sticking straight out between her legs; he then slowly
withdrew it straight back--making sure that every part of his
leg, foot, and toes came into full contact with her clit as he
dragged it back through her legs--this rubbing sent unexpected
shock waves through Shelly's entire body, causing a loud gasp and
moan to escape her lips.  As soon as his foot was completely
clear from between her legs Scott place it back on the floor; for
Shelly as soon as her shudders had stopped, she looked over her
shoulder again, with a look that said 'YOU SLY, HORNY, LITTLE
DEVIL.' and Scott just laughed.
     As Shelly turned back around, Scott couldn't help but get
turned on by the sight of her tone, tight buttocks being bared
before him as his dream of what he wanted to do with them
returned to him.  Shelly did the same procedure to Scott's left
foot that she'd done to his right--and so did Scott.  Sending an
even bigger shock wave through her, even though she half way
expecting it.
     This was going much better than Shelly had ever expected or
hoped; she now just hoped that it wouldn't end or be just a
dream.
     Shelly turned around to face her hungry little devil with a
big knowledgeable smile on her lips.  As she faced him she bent
over again, keeping eye contact with him, grabbed his legs and
began to swing them onto the couch--so that he could lye down and
take his meal.  But to her surprise, Scott resisted; she was
confused again.  Scott just laughed and said "You said that you
were my meal, right?  Right!  Well, my mother always taught me to
eat all of my meals at the table.  'A good meal is not a proper
meal if it is not served and taken at a proper table.'"  Shelly
smiled and giggled at Scott's impression of his mother, she
replied--trying to sound as serious as possible, "She's right!! 
I wouldn't be a good meal if I weren't served and taken at the
table...So young man, you will just have to wait for your dinner
until the table is set.  And no dessert until you finish
everything set before you, including your veggies."  Scott
couldn't help but laugh and reply in a childish, hurt tone "Yes
mama."  This response caused both Shelly and Scott to laugh.
     With that said Shelly let go of Scott's legs and reached out
for his arms to help him up.
     Scott now stood in front of her, looking down and smiling at
her, as he scanned her face--and she smiled back at him as she
looked up into his eyes; they both became lost in the depths of
the others eyes.  The moment seemed so right, Scott pulled her
close and gave her another VERY deep, VERY long, and VERY
passionate kiss--again, leaving Shelly breathless and weak kneed,
not only by the length but by the absolute power of the kiss; so
wanting, so hungry, it made a fire well up inside of her; but
Shelly was expecting it this time and was able to maintain a
little of her composure.
     For as soon as the kiss was broke, Shelly quickly and
unexpectedly turned around and launched her back into Scott's
chest, causing Scott to loss his breath from the unexpected
impact.  Before Scott knew it, Shelly had his left arm drawn
across her chest so that his fore-arm cover her left breast and
his hand covered her right; and his right hand was now covering
her pubis--as Shelly held his arms in place and started walking
towards the dining room table, with Scott in close tow.  Scott
was breathing deeply, not gasping for air but rather inhaling her
musky aroma and loving her scent--he couldn't wait to dive nose
first into its source.
     As they neared the table Shelly did another sudden,
unexpected, dance step to twirl out of Scott's arms and grab his
hands to stop her rotation--Scott loved how graceful she was. 
She drew Scott near, placing his hands upon her hips, as she
leaned her buttocks against the table lip.  Scott got the message
and lifted her effortlessly on to the table--taking note as to
how solid and stable she was, how tone her every muscle was, and
how soft her skin was.  Shelly couldn't believe how strong Scott
was--'he didn't even try lifting me, he just did it.  He lifted
my weight like it was nothing, and it was nothing to him.'she
thought to herself with a knowledgeable smile and a sparkle in
her eye.  Scott didn't know what know or care what she was
thinking, he was just caught up in the intoxication of her look--
'GOD SHE'S BEAUTIFUL!!!'
     Shelly maneuvered herself into the best position possible,
so that Scott, sitting on a chair, could have easy, ready access
to the object of his desires, that which he great want nay need
for, her succulent, hot pussy.  Shelly was all giddy with
anticipation as Scott pulled out the dinning room chair and sat
down facing his intended meal--but all of a sudden Shelly closed
her legs and crossed them as she rotated the lower portion of her
body away from Scott.  Scott was taken aback, as Shelly peered
down at his confused face and said "I'll be your waitress for
this evenings repass, Shelly.  Are you ready to order sir, or do
you need more time to decide?" as she acted like she was tapping
her pencil on an order booklet.  Scott suddenly caught on that he
was now to play her game and responded "I don't know.  What are
the specials of the day?"  Shelly loved this response and
continued her part by saying "Well sir, our specials of the day
are Sirloin tips and Mushrooms, Chicken Primavara, Welsh Rabbit,
or--my favorite--La Poisson du Moi."  Scott was shocked, Shelly
knew French and knew that he knew French or did she!?  Scott
wanted to know just how much French she knew or if this was the
extent, thus she didn't know he knew French, so he smiled and
said "Oui mademoiselle, Je prends une 'MY FISH', s'il vous
plait."  It was Shelly's turn to be shocked, 'Scott knows
French', and it took her a second to recover before responding
"Oui monsieur, Je donner moi-meme volontiers pour vorte faim,
tout de suite...I give myself willingly to your hunger."
     Scott just smiled at this response, for Shelly knew French
but didn't know he knew any until just now--and vise-a-verse.  He
just sat and waited to see what would happen next--he was even
more surprised by himself.  He was actually getting more turned
on by these games--that seemed to last for hours yet only go for
a couple of minutes--rather than turned off by them; the more he
thought about it the more his throbbing hard cock ached to get
out of his pants and tear into her flesh, pumping its hot load
deep into her depths.  Scott was so hot and horny now that
nothing could've hidden it, there was no way he could've been
able to maintain his earlier composure--he was actually quite
surprised that he had any composure right now, instead of just
throwing her down and having her right then and there.
     With that said, Shelly turned her lower torso back towards
Scott, spreading her legs slowly for the dramatic effect.  As
soon as she was in a position directly in front of Scott, with
her legs spread wide, she signaled Scott to stop his advance--for
he instantly started to move in on his prey.  She then slid her
right index finger deep into her dripping wet twat, moving it in
a slow circular fashion--like stirring batter in a bowl with
long, slow, smooth strokes--she pulled her finger out and brought
it to her awaiting mouth to taste.
     Shelly looked down at Scott with a small frown and said "not
ready yet, needs a little more time to cook in its own juices." 
With that said she caressed down both sides of her body, from arm
pit to knee cap, with her hands; then she caressed back up the
front of her body, slowing at her hips, languishing at her
stomach, and massaging her tits before returning her finger to
her depths to begin the slow circling pattern again.  She
withdrew her finger and brought it back to her mouth for another
taste; she licked her finger clean, then looked down into Scott's
awaiting face with a smile--oh how Scott wanted to be that
finger--and said in a satisfied voice that became a cowboy mess
call "AH...just right......COME AND GET IT!!!"  With that she
threw her legs open even wider, head back, eyes closed, back
arched, bracing herself upon her arms, totally prepared for
Scott's sudden and forceful appearance between her legs--oh how
she wanted him between her legs too; to feel his wanting hunger
ripping into her flesh; to know that she's the only one who can
fill his hungry appetite with her flesh--'Oh please come, take me
now!!!  Put me out of my tortures!  Make me cum!  Can't you see
how horny I am for you?!  Haven't I tried to give you everything
you want?!  Come let me know your hunger!!!  Let me feel your
want and desire!  Let me feed you, while you pleasure me! TAKE ME
I'M ALL YOURS!!!'Shelly thought to herself.
     But Scott didn't--oh yes he wanted to just charge into her
valley and take a great big tongue full of her womans honey, but
he didn't.  Scott had more control over himself than to do just
that, plus the knowledge that most women don't like that type of
attitude--they like to be pleasured not ravaged, wooed not
subdued, loved not raped; and Scott was a master at pleasuring,
wooing, and making love to a woman.  Which he was about to
demonstrate.
     Scott took the time to notice that Shelly had shaved her
pussy and inner thighs free from the earlier stubble and had
shaped her mound into a perfect bikini triangle--Scott also
noticed just how turn on Shelly actually was, as her love juices
were just overflowing her hot, dripping snatch; coating the
insides of her thighs, making them glisten and shine.  Oh what a
sight, Scott just wanted to dive-in head first like she was a
swimming pool and take a couple laps in the waters of her depths,
but he restrained himself from indulging in this idea--for he had
other plans.
     Shelly was stunned, nay shocked beyond belief, that Scott
hadn't plunged head first between her legs immediately after she
had opened them to him.  She opened her eyes and tilted her head
forward to look down at Scott--she wanted to know what was taking
him so long, why wasn't he eating his meal, etc.--to find him
just sitting there staring deep into her crotch.  Shelly began to
ask "Wha......"and was abruptly stopped by a sudden pleasure and
movement of Scott.
     Scott moved in and began kissing the inside of her left legs
at a semi-rapid pace--starting at the knee and moving his way up
the inside of her thigh towards her wanting, aching, horny cunt;
kissing his way inch by inch deeper, sending a shockwave through
Shelly's body with each kiss.  As he neared her vagina--it being
next in line to be kissed--he veered off, going straight up,
keeping just on the edge of where the leg and vagina meet.  He
reached the top of her crotch and let his lips and nose nuzzle
into her downy-soft pubic hair--Oh how his loved her scent and
the taste of her nectar, that now clung to each hair and coated
the insides of her thighs.  Scott continued his tour of her inner
womanhood by moving down the right side of her vagina the same
way he ascended it from the left, then continuing to kiss every
inch of inner thigh flesh from her crotch back out to her right
knee.
     When Scott reached the knee he reversed direction, heading
back into her crotch, but he was no longer kissing his way in,
instead he changed tactics to a slower one but continued his inch
by inch attack.  Scott new method of assault was to open his
mouth wide, pressing it in a suction cup manner on to the inner
thigh, and blowing hot air onto the spot; constantly testing the
skin temperature with his tongue, and when sufficiently warm, he
released the suction and began blowing cold stream of air onto
the spot--Oh what a shockwave hit Shelly each time he did this;
it was exquisite.  And again, when he reached her vagina he
veered off, but this time he didn't go up into her pubic mound,
instead he past right over top of her cunt blowing a stream of
cold air on to it surface as he moved to the other side--giving
Shelly the shivers.
     When Scott reached the left knee he stopped and waited for
Shelly to catch her breath--she'd been breathing hard and labored
since he'd started, he didn't want her to past out NOW from
hyperventilation--besides he wanted her to be watching as he
finally took her cunt; like the allies took the beaches at
normandy.
     Shelly, by now, had come down enough from her orgasmic high
to realize that Scott had stopped, again.  And again, just as she
looked down to see what was the matter, Scott took his cue and
moved in on the unsuspecting snatch, with Shelly looking onward,
still dazed a little--all Shelly saw through the haze was Scott's
smiling face rushing into her crotch, and then the rush of
electricity caused by his tongue spearing deep into her love
tunnel all but caused her to black out as screams of pleasure
erupted from deep within--she couldn't suppress her joy as it
echoed through out the house.
     Scott moved his tongue rapidly in and out of her twat, being
graced each time his tongue moved by the sound of deep, raspy
moans and groans erupting from Shelly--music to his ears.  He
pulled his tongue out of her tight little love hole--enjoying the
sweet taste of his nectar coated tongue as it re-entered his
mouth--and switched his labors to her clit.  First sucking it
deep in to his mouth, then battering it around with his tongue,
nipping it with his teeth, and then sucking it back into his
mouth to begin the whole sequence again.  As he was playing with
her clit, he moved his right hand up to the opening of her love
tunnel, where upon he inserted his right index finger with one
stroke, sending a great shockwave through Shelly's beautiful body
and causing yet another scream of passion to echo through the
house.  Scott gave a few quick thrusts of his finger in to
Shelly's tight hole--Scott was almost sure she was a virgin but
he couldn't feel her hymas--causing an increased breathing and
moan rate from Shelly.  But he wouldn't let her cum, not yet, he
still had lots more he wanted to do to her before he let her cum
for the first time.
     Scott pulled his finger out of her hole leaving just the tip
of it in and he also stopped all mouth activities, and just
waited for Shelly to come down a bit.  Then he inserted the tip
of his middle finger with his index and rammed them both in in
one stroke--and got the same response from Shelly; he loved it. 
Scott clamped his lips tight upon Shelly's clit and began humming
as he pistoned his fingers in and out of her cunt, bring her
quickly to the edge, again; then stopping and removing his
fingers to just the tips.  Scott inserted his third finger tip
with the other two--Scott wasn't sure if he could get all three
into her tight crotch with out hurting her but he wanted to try--
and when the time was right he drove all three in with out
stroke, causing the loudest scream ever to erupt from Shelly--
'that one is echoing through out the neighborhood, not just the
house' Scott joked to himself 'but she doesn't seem to be
hurting, and her love box is accepting nay sucking my fingers in-
-I think it's safe.'  With that he began working his fingers in
and out; ramming them in harder, deeper, and faster with each
stroke, using his mouth, tongue and teeth on her clit, again,
determined to make Shelly have the biggest climax of her life--
'the first one should be the best one' Scott told himself.
     Shelly felt herself building to the biggest climax in her
life and she was in ecstatic, but she wasn't happy--she wanted
her first climax to be simultaneous with Scott's climax; to feel
him cum deep inside of her, to know his passions, and feel his
heat splashing within her walls, but this wouldn't happen if she
allowed Scott to continue with his meal--she was oh so close to
cumming that she could taste it, just a few more strokes of
Scott's magic mouth and fingers would send her screaming over the
edge; but she had to stop Scott, no matter how much she wanted to
cum(especially after being teased for so long), but she want this
to be perfect therefore she couldn't cum yet.
     Shelly reached down between her legs, placing a hand on
either side of Scott's face and gently, yet forcefully, pushed
his head out of her crotch, only to meet the expected resistance
until Scott caught on that something was wrong and withdrew it on
his own.  Shelly instantly took her right hand from his face,
when there was no longer any resistance, and grab Scott's fingers
and pulled them out.  She just sat there for a moment, holding
Scott's face back with her left hand and grasping his fingers
tightly with her right, while she caught her breath and cleared
her head of the orgasmic daze.
     When she looked down at the now deeply puzzled Scott, she
just smiled with that devilish gleam back in her eyes and said
"Boy, you weren't kidding when you said that you wanted to eat
me!"  She gave a little chuckle and Scott turned red, she then
continued "But I said that you could only have your meal, not
your dessert.  That comes latter, if your a good boy."  Scott was
more confused and puzzled than before, what sort of game is she
playing now; Shelly took this as her cue.  She released Scott's
face and fingers, then slowly push his chair away from the table
with her feet--boy was she glad that the floor was polished oak
and the chairs had casters, other wise she didn't know what
she'd have done.  When she'd moved him to legs distance she
stopped pushing and slowly, gently and carefully moved herself to
the edge of the table and slide off the table inch by inch to her
feet, making it look as erotic and smooth as possible.  Now
standing fully erect next to the table, in front of Scott, she
let her knees buckle under her as she continued to let her body
slide slowly and eroticly down towards the floor; until she was
on her knees in front of the now overwhelmed and deeply puzzled--
yet extremely turned on--Scott.
     Shelly moved in on Scott like a cat stalking a mouse.  She
began litely caressing Scott's thighs through his jeans, looking
deep into his face, she then spoke "Well, you've had your meal,
so what if you didn't get your dessert, it was still one hell of
a meal, right?!" she then switched to a hurt childish tone "But
it wasn't fair!  I'm hungry too...so tell yeah what we're going
to do..." with that she quickly leaned forward, moving her hands
up his thighs to the button and zipper of his jeans; Scott
instantly caught on and all confusion and puzzlement disappeared,
and a big horny grin came to his face as he thought of what this
beautiful creature wanted nay was going to do to him.  The
thoughts ran wild through his mind as he felt the throbbing of
his hard-on, trapped for now within his pants screaming to get
out--Scott wasn't sure but he thought he felt it grow another
inch or two at the realization of what this lovely child was
going to do to it.  
     Shelly felt the bulge in Scott's pants throbbing and
straining to get out, or it was getting larger, so she quickened
her pace in undoing his jeans--she didn't know exactly what she
was going to do or was doing, since she'd never done anything
like this before(she was basically operating on instinct) but she
had an idea by the knowledge acquired from friends, and the book
she was reading(but for the life of her she couldn't remember any
of it at this point in time) of what she was doing instinctually.

After undoing his button with her hands, she got an idea and took
his zipper in between her teeth and slowly unzipped it, all the
time looking straight into Scott face.  With the button
unbuttoned and the zipper down, Shelly grabbed the waistbands of
both Scott's jean and his undies and quickly ripped them down to
the middle of his thigh, in one thrust--for which Scott helped by
lifting himself off of the chair a little bit.
     Shelly was both surprised and very delighted when Scott's
rock hard cock slapped her in the mouth upon its release.  It was
now fully erect, standing 9-10" X 2-2 1/2", and rock hard--the
sight of which made Shelly both nervous and excited, horny and
intimidated, etc.. as she gasped at how big it was.  She had
never seen a guys cock so big before; all the others, before,
were probably only half the size as the one standing before her
stunned eyes now.
     Shelly quickly gathered her thoughts back together after the
shock and continued her work of removing his pants.  When she got
them down around his ankles she let them go and started to move
her hands back up his legs, litely caressing the smooth, hairless
skin with small circular sweeps of her hands, sending electric
shockwaves through Scott--much to her delight.  As her hands
reached the tops of his hips, she encircled them by moving her
hands to the sides and sliding them back down the outsides of his
legs; as she moved her hands down she slide her head and upper
torso up into his lap, making as lite of bodily contact as
possible(just skimming the surface), and blowing a stream of cold
air on to the bare flesh of the inner thighs--from the knees to
the end; timing it so that her lips touched the tip of his penis,
exactly when her hands hit his knees.
     Shelly paused to look up at Scott's face; Scott's head was
thrown back, his eyes tightly closed, his mouth was wide open,
and his breathing was deep and erratic--Shelly just mused and
said to herself 'Good.  He's going to get exactly what he gave.' 
All of a sudden Scott's eyes flew open and he began to tilt his
head down to see why Shelly had stopped; Shelly took her cue,
just as soon as she saw Scott's baby-blues beaming down at her,
and lowered herself down his lap the same way she ascended
it(only in the reverse fashion.  As soon as her hands hit the
tops of his hips, the cold air stopped at his knees).  Shelly
didn't wait to see Scott's reactions this time, instead she
pressed her body wedgingly between his knees, forcing his legs
apart, pressing ever forward up into his crotch, only stopping
when her when her lips meet the tip of his cock, again.
     Shelly paused to look at Scott's THUNDEROUS cock, it looked
like it might have even gotten bigger since she released it--and
it felt like it had to Scott--Shelly wondered if she was going to
be able to take all of this monster into her small body, 'it
looks like it will reach my tonsils, if I can get it into my
vagina!' Shelly thought to herself.  But she wanted to try, she
had to try, and she was going to do all within her power to give
this man as much pleasure as he had and will give her.  With
that, she moved her mouth to the base of his cock, just above his
balls, and began moving her tongue in a circular manner around
its might girth, then spiraling upwards--in a very slow and
labored ascent--treating it like an ice-cream cone or candy cain,
hungrily lapping up the flow of pre-cum as if her ice-cream were
melting, and savoring every lick.  Shelly had no clue as to what
she was doing, she'd never given a guy a blow job before; she'd
just heard her girlfriends discussing how to give the best blow
job and most pleasure to a guy, and she was doing only what felt
natural like the book said; 'I must be doing something right,
Scott sure seems to be enjoying it.  And I do love doing it.  I
love his taste.' Shelly never thought that she'd say that, but
she did find herself wanting more of his clear pre-cum to flow
out so she could lick it up--'and just think, if the pre-cum
tastes this good, what his load will taste like!' Shelly lick her
lips at this thought.
     When Shelly reached the mushroom like head of Scott's shaft,
she made her spirals more fine and closer together by tensing up
the tip of her tongue--'Oh, what an incredible, indescribable
feeling...' Scott thought to himself as shockwaves rippled
through his body 'this girl is amazing.'; never had anyone done
this to him, blowjobs yes...this no; he only hoped that it
wouldn't end, but he know it would because he could feel the
build up of a large load of jizm weighing heavily within his
balls; he knew he wasn't going to last much longer if she kept
this up.  Shelly finished her spiraling at the very tip of
Scott's shaft; she then took the very tip of her tongue, keeping
it hard and tense, and stuck it into the slit and ran it up and
down a couple of times, almost sending Scott right over the edge
and Shelly knew it.  So she backed off and let him come down out
of the clouds--just like he did to her.
     When Scott had claimed down enough to realize that Shelly
was just sitting there in his lap, staring up at him, the weight
was still within his balls and weighing heavier; Scott was
puzzled, 'Why had she stopped?  He was so close to cumming,
didn't she know that?  Was something wrong?'  Right when Shelly
saw that look of puzzlement, she knew he was almost ready for her
to continue--'Just like he did to me!!!' Shelly laughed a
mischievously to herself.  Shelly just bided her time, waiting
for the proper moment and then she reacted quickly, knowingly and
with a purposes.
     She began kissing each of Scott's testicles and spiraling
them, individually, with her tongue; matting his soft, fine pubic
hair to his ball sack.  She then popped each one into her mouth
and suckled upon it like it was a piece of hard candy, teasing it
with her tongue while it was in her mouth.  After she was done
suckling his testies, she paused for a second to build up some
saliva on her tongue and then she ran her wet tongue up the
underside of Scott's massive shaft--from between his balls to the
tip--when she reached the top she reversed directions, and
attack, blowing a cold stream of air on to it as she worked her
way back down--sending shivers through Scott.
     Shelly took a hold of Scott's huge member with her right
hand, making sure her pinky was pressed firmly against his
pelvis; as she popped the mushroom head of his cock into her
mouth and began suckling upon it like it was the nipple to a
babies bottle or a pacifier, as she swirled her tongue around it
playfully; while she did this she used her hand to slowly
knead/massage Scott's huge cock--gently squeezing and releasing
with each finger in a wave affect from the pinky to the index and
then back down; pressing the hard meat firmly into her palm with
her fingers, before releasing it to fall away, only to be
returned a second later, again and again.  Shelly then brought
her left hand into play by taking hold of his testicles and
rolling them around in her hand like they were chinese exercise
balls(Ben Wah Balls).  At this increase of attention, Scott felt
the load in his balls become even larger and he knew that he was
going to erupt any second now--Shelly sensed this too and
stopped all of her activities, causing him to come down yet
again; and putting Scott into some serious pain, Blue Balls to
the extreme.  Shelly knew that she probably couldn't back him
down again, and she really didn't want to; she wanted to taste
him, to know his full strength, and to feel him fill her belly
with his love; so she decided to bring him off this time.
     Scott was ready again, so Shelly moved in.  This time she
tried to take Scott's whole cock into her mouth in one swallow,
and ended up gagging herself instead and having to quickly pull
him out of her mouth, causing her to have a coughing attack. 
Scott was concerned and quickly asked "Are you alright?" the
coughing subsided and Shelly didn't respond to the question but
instead quickly moved in upon his unsuspecting cock, determined
that she was going to take his full length in this time.  She
started at the tip and slowly, inch by inch, swallowed him deeper
and deeper into her mouth and throat--Shelly remembered her
friends telling her that if she relaxes the muscles in her throat


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