The Blooming of Shannon (part 5)
This story was inspired by an online friend in Scotland. I was there years ago and wish we could have met then. This fantasy describes what I wish could happen – I hope you enjoy it!
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Shannon changed into a very sexy lacy lavender nightie. Underneath she wore a blue bra and panties, both generously adorned with lace. It looked like she wore something designed for a special woman who could handle the extreme sensuality that projected from it!
It was not my custom to wear bed clothing – only my shorts. We got into bed and snuggled. Shannon repeated to me that she had never been with a man before but looked forward to being intimate with me, but was afraid because she didn't know what to expect.
"I'll take things slow," I said, "and will make sure it is just right for you."
"I've heard that anal can be painful," she said, "but I suppose I will have to grow accustomed to it."
"Anal can be incredibly painful," I warned, "and I hope you will never experience that. It can be wonderfully pleasurable however if done right, and that's what I have in mind for you, but not until you are truly ready for it."
"How will I know when I'm truly ready for it?" she asked.
"I guess we'll have to just figure that out together."
"Bill dear, please tell me what you expect me to do," she said.
"I just expect you to be my loving girlfriend," I said, "nothing more and nothing less."
"So no quick lay or a blowjob?" she asked, as she giggled.
"That's not the way to get the whole girl," I said.
"That's right, you want all of me, even my stinky feet!" she said.
"Yes, I'll take the feet, too," I said, kissing her lovingly.
"I've got the same desires as most other guys," I said, but I will respect your limits, but you will have to tell me when I've crossed the limit."
"Keep on going," Shannon said with a smile, "you have lots to go before you come anywhere close to my limit."
That was certainly a good sign, and I hoped to enjoy a lot more with Shannon, and hope I wouldn't cross any limits.
We lay in the bed together, spooning. I loved feeling her soft round ass pressed against me. I imagined how wonderful it would be to slip inside her, but knew that it would be well worth waiting for. I reached under her nightie and cupped one of her breasts in my hand.
"I'm sorry I'm so flat that I have to wear breast forms," she said.
"The breast forms are ok in public," I said, "until your own breasts grow, but when we are here alone I would really like you to be 'natural' for me."
She removed her bra and breast forms, saying, "I thought men liked big breasts."
"We do, when they are real," I replied, "I would rather have a small breasted Shannon that a big breasted fake."
I placed my hand on her bare breast – it was small, but it was Shannon. I gently squeezed a nipple between my fingers and Shannon was startled. I hoped I had not hurt her, but soon it was clear that she liked it. I kissed the back of her neck and switched to the other nipple, and she squealed with delight.
Emboldened, I reached down to her lacy blue panties and touched her clitty through the fabric. I felt it harden as I caressed it. She let me play with her clitty for a while and then stopped me.
"What's wrong?" I asked, "I thought you liked what I was doing."
"Yes, I really do, but I don't feel right about it," she responded, "I just wish I didn't have 'that thing' at all."
I kissed the back of her neck again and returned to her nipples until we drifted off to sleep.
In the morning I woke up fully aroused, having slept next to this sexy angel. Shannon noticed this and took hold of my cock. I moaned with pleasure as she stroked my cock.
"Do you want me to suck you?" she asked.
"Of course I do!" I replied
"Then why didn't you just tell me to do it?" she asked, "how am I supposed to know?"
"That's not my way," I said, "I want it but will never tell you to do it – you have to do it only because you really want to."
"Like last night?" she asked.
"Yes, exactly like that," I said.
"Ok, but I expect something from you, if you won't tell me to do it." she said.
"What is that, dear?" I asked.
"That you don't tell me to stop either," she demanded, "If I decide when to start, I decide when to stop."
"Sounds like a deal to me!" I declared.
Shannon had me really aroused now, and took me into her mouth as I got ready to explode.
I was right on the edge when she pulled off and said, "What shall I do when you cum?"
"That's up to you dear," I replied, "you can swallow, spit it out or just let me shoot on my belly."
"I don't know what it will taste like – what if I don't like the taste?" she asked, while continuing to stroke me.
"You may find the taste surprising, but if you swallow quickly, it will be over before you know it," I explained.
She had continued to stroke me, but we had just talked too long and soon I was cumming. Shannon was surprised as my load shot into the air, and she angled my cock upward to shoot on my belly.
I moaned with relief and Shannon put a finger in the puddle of cum and brought it to her mouth.
"It's hard to describe the taste," she said, "but it isn't bad, and I think I may grow to like it."
She said that some of the girls at school had said it tasted really bad and they hated it when their boyfriends would cum in their mouths.
She took a few more tastes with her finger and then leaned over and licked the rest of my cum from my belly.
I pulled her to me and kissed her. She was surprised at that and said girls she knew complained that their boyfriends wouldn't get near them after they had sucked them off. I told her I had only gratitude to her for what she had done for me.
We got up and showered (separately for now), had a light breakfast. Shannon dressed in her boy clothes and I drove her to college, promising to collect her after work.
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Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
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