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Emilie was gorgeous, horny, and easy.
I was having lunch the other day at the food court in the mall when a gorgeous little blonde sat down at the table next to mine. Her blonde hair was beautiful; her blue eyes were stunning, and her lips looked kissable but a little sad too.
I was trying to commit her every detail to memory when she noticed me staring.
“Excuse me, sir. Why are you staring at me?” she said with a darling Australian accent.
“Oh, I’m so sorry. It’s just that you’re so pretty that I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.”
“Well, thank you.”
“Isn’t that an Australian accent I hear?” I asked.
“It is! Most people don’t recognize it. They usually think I’m British.”
“Well, I recognize it because I lived in a Melbourne suburb for three years; even got my citizenship while there.”
“Really? Why did you move to Australia?”
“At the time I retired, I was married to a girl who was born and raised in and around Melbourne and she wanted to move back.”
“I see! Care if I join you?”
“Not at all,” I responded, trying not to show my excitement.
As she sat down across from me at the small table, I said, “I just have to say that your blonde hair and blue eyes are so gorgeous! They’re what I was staring at.”
“Thank you again. I’m Emilie, spelled E-m-i-l-i-e.”
“I’m Bill. Spelled B-i-l-l.”
We laughed and she said, “Got it.”
Suddenly our eyes locked together and the world seemed to stand still around us. It felt like our souls were connected. But it didn’t last long.
I asked, “Did you just feel that?”
“I did! It was like our minds were speaking to each other!”
“Maybe it was fate that we met.”
“Maybe it was,” she replied as she gave me the warmest smile.
“Emilie, will you have dinner with me tonight? We can get to know each other.”
“I’d like that. I don’t know the Orlando area at all. I just flew in yesterday.”
“What brings you to Orlando?”
“I want to see Disney World and all of the others like Universal Studios.”
“Great! It would be my honor to show you all of those.”
“Wow! You’d do that?”
“Of course! I’ll get to be with you and watch all the guys stare at you.”
“Oh, stop it. Guys won’t stare at me.”
“They’re doing it right now,” I said as I looked around to see two or three guys who we eyeing Emilie up and down.
“No way!” she said and looked around.
“Yes way, gorgeous Emilie.”
“Stop. You embarrass me,” she replied as her face turned an adorable pink.
I reached over, ran my finger down her cheek, then into her soft blonde hair. “You’re very cute when you’re embarrassed.”
Then she took my hand and held it. “You are such a nice guy.”
“And you are a very nice girl. And I can’t wait to put my arm around you as we enter the restaurant tonight.”
She gave me a seductive smile and said, “Maybe we shouldn’t wait until tonight. I’m staying right next door at the Marriott.”
“You must be reading my mind,” I said as my cock swelled with anticipation. Was Emilie inviting me to her room? Was she offering to have sex with me?”
“Well then, why are we sitting here?”
- - - - -
As Emilie put her card in the door, I ran my fingers down through her gorgeous blonde hair. She pushed the door open, then turned and kissed me.
“Bill, I hope you’re as horny as I am,” she said as she put her arms around my neck.
I slipped my arms around her tiny waist and pulled her to me. As our lips met in a very French kiss, the door closed, leaving us in the hallway making out.
So, I reluctantly broke our kiss and said, “We should go inside before I rip your clothes off and make love to you right here in the hall.”
“Mmm. You’re going to rip my clothes off and make love to me?”
“I’m so aroused that I probably will.”
Then Emilie reached down and found the bulge in my pants and squeezed it. “Oh, Bill! You have just what I need,” she whispered.
“Oh yeah? What is that?”
“A nice hard cock inside me.”
“Then open the door before I do it right here!”
She quickly opened the door again and we entered the semi-dark room. I put the Do Not Disturb sign on the door and locked it. Then when I turned around, Emilie was already knelt down, ready to give me a blowjob.
She quickly got my pants and boxers down, licked my nine-inch cock a few times, then pushed most of it into her mouth.
I groaned as I took her gorgeous head in both hands and started to fuck her mouth. She gagged slightly when I pushed too deep but didn't resist my attempts to push my cock down her throat.
“Agh! Agh!” she gagged as I pulled her face to my stomach.
I groaned with pleasure as each gag squeezed my cock. But she started to struggle, so I let her pull away to take a breath.
“Oh my god! I’ve never done a deep throat before!” she said after coughing.
“You could have fooled me. Your throat felt so good!”
Then she stood up and helped me remove my t-shirt, after which I helped her remove every stitch that she was wearing.
“Now, take me to bed and fuck me for an hour. I really need it.”
"It'll be my pleasure," I said as I pushed her toward the bed until she fell backward on it. Then I knelt down, spread her legs, and ate her pussy until she had a wonderful orgasm.
Then when it was about over, I pushed my cock all the way into her lovely body. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and we made love for at least an hour before I shot my load.
Gorgeous little Emilie had four intense orgasms during that hour and was about to go to sleep when I shot off.
“Mmm. You’re cumming,” she whispered as my cock jerked and spurted inside her.
When it was over, I rolled over and pulled her on top of me. She laid her blonde head on my shoulder and went right to sleep.
I laid there for several minutes running my fingers through her soft hair before dropping off to sleep.
When I woke up, it was six o’clock, but little Emilie was still asleep. So, I ran my fingers through her hair and gently kissed the top of her head until she woke up.
“Mmm. That’s nice. Let’s sleep all night just like this.”
“You read my mind again.”
After a few minutes, she said, “I should shower before dinner.”
“I’ll join you if you’ll let me shampoo your hair.”
“Oh! That sounds sensuous!”
“It will be.”
Then we both got into the shower and I watched Emilie let the warm water run down through her blonde hair, making my cock hard. Then she worked up a good lather with her shampoo and said, “Now you can take over.” That’s when she first noticed my hard-on.
“Oh, Bill! What is this?” she asked as she stroked me with her soapy hand.
“That’s a convenient indicator of how much I like you,” I said, then we kissed as I started to work my fingers in her soapy hair.
"You must like me a lot because I've never felt a cock as hard as yours before.” Then she knelt down and sucked me off as I shampooed her gorgeous hair.
“Mmm!” she moaned in surprise when my cock exploded in her mouth, but she managed to contain and swallow every drop of my cum. Then she stood up and said, “I half expected you to try to shoot off in my throat.”
“I wanted to.”
“Well, next time you can try it. I think it would be erotic to feel your cum sliding down my throat and into my stomach.” Then she put her head under the shower and thoroughly rinsed it.
“Now, let me wash your gorgeous little body,” I said as I took the small hotel-supplied bar of soap, worked up a lather, then started to run my hands over her body.
“Mmm! You do that so well that I just might hire you to wash me every day!”
“I am available for hire.”
Then Emilie washed my body, then we rinsed off. It was then that I could see myself showering with her every morning. I thought I was falling in love with Emilie.
After we dried off and she blew her hair dry, we went right to bed. As she wrapped her legs around my waist, I grabbed a handful of her silky blonde hair, and we made love for thirty minutes.
Afterward, as we cuddled and she laid her head on my shoulder, I said, “I think I’m in love with you, Emilie.”
She raised her, kissed me, and said, “I think I fell in love with you this afternoon in the food court when you touched my cheek. That’s when I knew that you were special.”
“Well then! I guess we’ll get married.”
Then adorable little Emilie crawled on top of me and gave an arousing French kiss. Then she said, “I’ll marry you on one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“You have to shampoo my hair every morning.”
“That’s a deal I can’t refuse.”
“And as a bonus, I’ll give you a nice blowjob while you do it.”
“Oh wow! We’ll buy you a ring today.”
Then Emilie kissed me again and said, “Let’s get married and spend our honeymoon at the Contemporary Hotel at Disney World. We’ll make love every night, then see the sights all day.”
“Sounds like a wonderful plan.”
Then we made love again, not as lovers, but as a couple who were in love and were going to be married.
- - - - -
Just as we’d planned it, we got married a week later and spent our honeymoon at Disney World. That was five years ago and I still shampoo Emilie’s hair every morning while she sucks me off. She’s learned to deep throat and always lets me shoot off straight down into her stomach.
I was having lunch the other day at the food court in the mall when a gorgeous little blonde sat down at the table next to mine. Her blonde hair was beautiful; her blue eyes were stunning, and her lips looked kissable but a little sad too.
I was trying to commit her every detail to memory when she noticed me staring.
“Excuse me, sir. Why are you staring at me?” she said with a darling Australian accent.
“Oh, I’m so sorry. It’s just that you’re so pretty that I couldn’t take my eyes off of you.”
“Well, thank you.”
“Isn’t that an Australian accent I hear?” I asked.
“It is! Most people don’t recognize it. They usually think I’m British.”
“Well, I recognize it because I lived in a Melbourne suburb for three years; even got my citizenship while there.”
“Really? Why did you move to Australia?”
“At the time I retired, I was married to a girl who was born and raised in and around Melbourne and she wanted to move back.”
“I see! Care if I join you?”
“Not at all,” I responded, trying not to show my excitement.
As she sat down across from me at the small table, I said, “I just have to say that your blonde hair and blue eyes are so gorgeous! They’re what I was staring at.”
“Thank you again. I’m Emilie, spelled E-m-i-l-i-e.”
“I’m Bill. Spelled B-i-l-l.”
We laughed and she said, “Got it.”
Suddenly our eyes locked together and the world seemed to stand still around us. It felt like our souls were connected. But it didn’t last long.
I asked, “Did you just feel that?”
“I did! It was like our minds were speaking to each other!”
“Maybe it was fate that we met.”
“Maybe it was,” she replied as she gave me the warmest smile.
“Emilie, will you have dinner with me tonight? We can get to know each other.”
“I’d like that. I don’t know the Orlando area at all. I just flew in yesterday.”
“What brings you to Orlando?”
“I want to see Disney World and all of the others like Universal Studios.”
“Great! It would be my honor to show you all of those.”
“Wow! You’d do that?”
“Of course! I’ll get to be with you and watch all the guys stare at you.”
“Oh, stop it. Guys won’t stare at me.”
“They’re doing it right now,” I said as I looked around to see two or three guys who we eyeing Emilie up and down.
“No way!” she said and looked around.
“Yes way, gorgeous Emilie.”
“Stop. You embarrass me,” she replied as her face turned an adorable pink.
I reached over, ran my finger down her cheek, then into her soft blonde hair. “You’re very cute when you’re embarrassed.”
Then she took my hand and held it. “You are such a nice guy.”
“And you are a very nice girl. And I can’t wait to put my arm around you as we enter the restaurant tonight.”
She gave me a seductive smile and said, “Maybe we shouldn’t wait until tonight. I’m staying right next door at the Marriott.”
“You must be reading my mind,” I said as my cock swelled with anticipation. Was Emilie inviting me to her room? Was she offering to have sex with me?”
“Well then, why are we sitting here?”
- - - - -
As Emilie put her card in the door, I ran my fingers down through her gorgeous blonde hair. She pushed the door open, then turned and kissed me.
“Bill, I hope you’re as horny as I am,” she said as she put her arms around my neck.
I slipped my arms around her tiny waist and pulled her to me. As our lips met in a very French kiss, the door closed, leaving us in the hallway making out.
So, I reluctantly broke our kiss and said, “We should go inside before I rip your clothes off and make love to you right here in the hall.”
“Mmm. You’re going to rip my clothes off and make love to me?”
“I’m so aroused that I probably will.”
Then Emilie reached down and found the bulge in my pants and squeezed it. “Oh, Bill! You have just what I need,” she whispered.
“Oh yeah? What is that?”
“A nice hard cock inside me.”
“Then open the door before I do it right here!”
She quickly opened the door again and we entered the semi-dark room. I put the Do Not Disturb sign on the door and locked it. Then when I turned around, Emilie was already knelt down, ready to give me a blowjob.
She quickly got my pants and boxers down, licked my nine-inch cock a few times, then pushed most of it into her mouth.
I groaned as I took her gorgeous head in both hands and started to fuck her mouth. She gagged slightly when I pushed too deep but didn't resist my attempts to push my cock down her throat.
“Agh! Agh!” she gagged as I pulled her face to my stomach.
I groaned with pleasure as each gag squeezed my cock. But she started to struggle, so I let her pull away to take a breath.
“Oh my god! I’ve never done a deep throat before!” she said after coughing.
“You could have fooled me. Your throat felt so good!”
Then she stood up and helped me remove my t-shirt, after which I helped her remove every stitch that she was wearing.
“Now, take me to bed and fuck me for an hour. I really need it.”
"It'll be my pleasure," I said as I pushed her toward the bed until she fell backward on it. Then I knelt down, spread her legs, and ate her pussy until she had a wonderful orgasm.
Then when it was about over, I pushed my cock all the way into her lovely body. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and we made love for at least an hour before I shot my load.
Gorgeous little Emilie had four intense orgasms during that hour and was about to go to sleep when I shot off.
“Mmm. You’re cumming,” she whispered as my cock jerked and spurted inside her.
When it was over, I rolled over and pulled her on top of me. She laid her blonde head on my shoulder and went right to sleep.
I laid there for several minutes running my fingers through her soft hair before dropping off to sleep.
When I woke up, it was six o’clock, but little Emilie was still asleep. So, I ran my fingers through her hair and gently kissed the top of her head until she woke up.
“Mmm. That’s nice. Let’s sleep all night just like this.”
“You read my mind again.”
After a few minutes, she said, “I should shower before dinner.”
“I’ll join you if you’ll let me shampoo your hair.”
“Oh! That sounds sensuous!”
“It will be.”
Then we both got into the shower and I watched Emilie let the warm water run down through her blonde hair, making my cock hard. Then she worked up a good lather with her shampoo and said, “Now you can take over.” That’s when she first noticed my hard-on.
“Oh, Bill! What is this?” she asked as she stroked me with her soapy hand.
“That’s a convenient indicator of how much I like you,” I said, then we kissed as I started to work my fingers in her soapy hair.
"You must like me a lot because I've never felt a cock as hard as yours before.” Then she knelt down and sucked me off as I shampooed her gorgeous hair.
“Mmm!” she moaned in surprise when my cock exploded in her mouth, but she managed to contain and swallow every drop of my cum. Then she stood up and said, “I half expected you to try to shoot off in my throat.”
“I wanted to.”
“Well, next time you can try it. I think it would be erotic to feel your cum sliding down my throat and into my stomach.” Then she put her head under the shower and thoroughly rinsed it.
“Now, let me wash your gorgeous little body,” I said as I took the small hotel-supplied bar of soap, worked up a lather, then started to run my hands over her body.
“Mmm! You do that so well that I just might hire you to wash me every day!”
“I am available for hire.”
Then Emilie washed my body, then we rinsed off. It was then that I could see myself showering with her every morning. I thought I was falling in love with Emilie.
After we dried off and she blew her hair dry, we went right to bed. As she wrapped her legs around my waist, I grabbed a handful of her silky blonde hair, and we made love for thirty minutes.
Afterward, as we cuddled and she laid her head on my shoulder, I said, “I think I’m in love with you, Emilie.”
She raised her, kissed me, and said, “I think I fell in love with you this afternoon in the food court when you touched my cheek. That’s when I knew that you were special.”
“Well then! I guess we’ll get married.”
Then adorable little Emilie crawled on top of me and gave an arousing French kiss. Then she said, “I’ll marry you on one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“You have to shampoo my hair every morning.”
“That’s a deal I can’t refuse.”
“And as a bonus, I’ll give you a nice blowjob while you do it.”
“Oh wow! We’ll buy you a ring today.”
Then Emilie kissed me again and said, “Let’s get married and spend our honeymoon at the Contemporary Hotel at Disney World. We’ll make love every night, then see the sights all day.”
“Sounds like a wonderful plan.”
Then we made love again, not as lovers, but as a couple who were in love and were going to be married.
- - - - -
Just as we’d planned it, we got married a week later and spent our honeymoon at Disney World. That was five years ago and I still shampoo Emilie’s hair every morning while she sucks me off. She’s learned to deep throat and always lets me shoot off straight down into her stomach.
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