The DilemmaChapter 3 Bonnie Chancelor
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‘To my Hans for all his love and encouragement and editing’
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The next morning, Alicia woke and slowly remembered last night and when she felt Jonathan’s warm arms holding her close to him, relief swept over her and she snuggled against him. She didn’t want to wake him but she wanted to enjoy his closeness as long as she could. She felt his body waking with something hard between her butt cheeks. She just had to see it but it would mean that she would have to get out of Jonathan’s embrace.
She turned to face him and, even though his eyes were closed, he reached for her. She was still in a state of shock realizing that this man meant what he said and really desired her. She snuggled into his neck and just inhaled his manly scent and kissed his neck. His eyes fluttered open and he also remembered the pleasure that he had experienced the previous night and pulled her so close that she could hardly breathe.
Alicia giggled and Jonathan was brought out of his dreamy state. He looked into her eyes to see what was so funny and she told him that there was something hard between her legs. They were lying side by side facing each other so he just lifted her leg over his hip and slipped right inside her causing her to gasp with the pleasure of that thrust. He smiled and began a perfect rhythm of slowly pumping in and out. She thought that she would never feel as good as she felt last night but it was as if he were touching every part of her inside and she was in Heaven.
Jonathan couldn’t believe that she was so wet that he could slide right in so easily. He was satisfied knowing that he was the cause of it and just enjoyed the powerful feeling that it gave him. He wanted to be joined to her forever and his thrusting became harder as he felt his orgasm building. Needless to say, Alicia was feeling pleasure that she had never felt before and so her body answered his with every stroke. Without any warning, they both exploded at the same time and the feeling of him filling her with his hot cum only lengthened her orgasm.
She was exhausted but in a state of euphoria and they both basked in the feelings of their afterglow. He held her tight as he was still inside her and they quietly slipped back to sleep to recuperate as their hearts resumed their normal beating.
– o – o – o – o – o –
Feeling the call of nature, Alicia slowly extricated herself from Jonathan and hurried to the bathroom. While she was there, she decided to take a shower and turned on the water so that it could get hot. Before the water even became warm, she looked up to see him standing in the doorway just watching.
‘Oh, I hate for you to see me looking like this – sitting on the toilet – and my hair going every which a way and no makeup……..’
‘Alicia, how many times do I have to tell you? You are perfect the way that you are – your morning look is every bit as beautiful as your dressed-up look.’
Her face turned a bright red – not only because of her unkempt appearance but because she was relieving herself. He walked to her just as she had wiped herself, lifted her up by her shoulders and looked straight into her eyes.
‘Don’t you think we both need to shower? How about we shower together?’
‘I’ve never done that before. I mean – showered with a man.’
‘How hard can it be?’ he laughed at the double entendre as he led her into the shower and closed the curtain. He soaped both of his hands and then started with her face and slid slowly down her arms and body giving special attention to her breasts that he loved so much. Her nipples jumped to attention and he just smiled. With more soap, he washed the rest of the front of her body and then down her back to her butt where he cupped and held her cheeks and pressed her close to his body.
Because of her reaction to him, his body was also reacting. He was growing harder by the minute. He wasn’t finished so he knelt down and with soapy hands began to wash her pussy. With his slick fingers, he rubbed her clit until her knees began to buckle. He stood up and caught her and leaned her against the wall.
‘Now, it’s your turn,’ Jonathan said.
‘OK, you need to stop because you might get a present if you keep that up.’
She rinsed him off but wouldn’t let him leave the shower. Instead, she knelt down and kissed the head of his cock. He jumped as if he had been shot. As she licked around the head and let it slip in and out of her mouth, he groaned as life as he had known it had begun again. He had not had a woman do this to him in years and she was better than most. When she let him slide in her mouth and down her throat , she swallowed so that her throat muscles could massage the head. His legs almost gave way so he steadied himself and watched his cock going in and out of her mouth. Almost as a shock, he came and filled her mouth over and over again with his sweet cum and she sucked it all in and swallowed not wanting to lose a single drop.
‘Oh, my sweet baby!! You were wonderful!’ Jonathan said as he gasped for breath.
‘It was my pleasure, I’m sure,’ Alicia purred.
They dried each other off and headed for the bedroom.
Deciding that they needed nourishment, they got dressed and drove to a local buffet for their breakfast bar. Still, their eyes were locked into each other’s as they ate and smiled as they remembered their antics.
Alicia broke the silence with, ‘Where do we go from here? I’ve never, ever slept with a man the first time I met him. You were definitely the first and I hope that this won’t be a one-night stand.’
Jonathan, as serious as he could look, said, ‘Alicia, it’s been years since I have even felt anything. I have been numb for so long I cannot remember. You have brought me back to life and I really don’t want to lose you. For me, this was the most wonderful experience I have ever had and I want it to go on forever – but I know that we need to get to know each other.’
‘I was in a miserable marriage for 16 years with an abusive husband so I have not let myself get close to anyone in a very long time either. I was afraid that I would make the same mistakes all over again. I have never met anyone like you before and I felt comfortable with you from the first as if I have known you all my life. Neither do I want to lose you. I also feel as if my life has begun again.’
‘So, let’s get to know each other starting right now. What’s your favorite color?’
‘What? Are you serious?’
‘Yes, what’s your favorite color?’
‘Well, it’s purple and what’s yours?’
‘I have two – blue and yellow. Now, what kind of music do you like?
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Seduction‘Venus here will choose her dwelling, and forsake her Cyprian groves’ (Dryden) * Jana lived a life of self imposed semi-isolation. She was one of those women who, it seems, having loved once, could not find it in them selves to risk loving again. Having finished studying at a commercial college she had been fortunate in that she got a job as clerical assistant in the staff library of the City Botanic Gardens. It was here that she first met Guy. At that time the Defence Forces had taken an...
“I wonder what her name is,” Damien asked himself quietly as he wiped his face while staring at himself in the mirror. His 27-year-old face grimaced back at him. “What does it matter? The place is packed full of better men.” “Alayna,” groaned a man from the urinals behind Damien. “Ah, yes my friend I know that look. I know that look all too well. Many men have lost their courage in the eyes of the beast.” The man flushed the toilet and came over to the sinks to wash his hands. Damien...