Erotica (the collected works of Amelie) Read Free

felt my cunt’s heat radiate inside my
thighs, felt the honey dew drip down onto my delicate skin.
    When it was over I shouted out.  “Ooh la
fucking la.” It was all I could think of.
    The camera was in his hands again.
    He took pictures of my pussy.
    I imagined myself glistening in the light
that came across my body in straight lines through the blinds. Looked at the
picture again and touched myself, wanting to be mounted on the wall.
    When the camera was down again, his hands
moved to his belt and slipped the leather from its buckle.
    His trousers were off in one practised
movement.
    I noticed his boxer shorts straining to
hold him in.
    I sat up and tugged them down.
    His erect cock sprang into my face.
    It wasn’t the biggest I’d seen, but it was
the most beautiful.
    He pushed me hard onto the bed so that I
fell back into its softness.
    I reached back and clawed at the pillow,
the pain of longing almost too much to bear.
    My friend straddled me.  Took his cock in
his hand and gently pulled back is foreskin so that I could see the bell of his
end.
    “It’s a present.  For you,” he said, his
voice warm enough to melt my insides.
    He took himself and rubbed first one nipple
and then the other.
    On each of my breasts he left a slippery
trail that offered a silky glide to his penis.
    He slid around me and then he rested
himself in between, right in the middle of my chest.
    This time I kept my eyes open all the
while.  I wasn’t going to miss this for anything.
    He took my tits in his hands and pressed
them into his cock.
    I didn’t think I had it in me. Maybe the
heat had made me grow a cup-size, who knows?
    He rubbed up and down, slowly at first,
then faster and faster.
    The expression on his face was a joy to
behold.  He’d lick his lips and look up as if he was seeing the gods, then he’d
look warmly into my eyes as if he loved me and my tits more than life itself.
    His mouth opened and I knew he was nearly
there.
    I took my breasts into my own hands. Pushed
them hard and rubbed them fast.  I guess I beat him into submission.
    He erupted onto me, the hot spunk pouring
down into the hollow beneath my throat and overflowing until it had taken the
shape of the necklace that had made me come only minutes before.
    I saw the pleasure on his face, the
unbridled....
    The door slammed.
    Mike was back.
    Shit.
    My legs were shaking and I was feeling
hornier than I’d done for years.
    God, I was like Crystal in the story, my
pussy hot and wet and needing to be filled.
    I got up, ran over to my dressing table and
opened the draw.
    It was such a bloody mess.
    I rooted around as quickly as I could until
I found it – the fake pearl necklace I’d worn on our honeymoon.
    I fumbled with the catch, my fingers
shaking with excitement and managed to get the necklace around my neck.
    I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.
    My tits were pert. My pussy glistened in
the light from the lamp.
    Mike wanted Crystal, well he was going to
get me instead and I was about to show Crystal a thing or 2.
    I’d just got back into bed when the door
opened and Mike came in.
    “Hi,” he said.  It was a pretty grumpy
hello.
    He reached down and started unlacing his
boots with his still greasy hands.
    “What’s for tea?” he asked.
    “I,” well I didn’t have an answer.  There
was nothing. “Me,” I told him, bold as brass.
    “Don’t be daft.”
    I’d never felt more sane. Or more
desperate. “I’m serious.” I leaned over and brushed the side of his face. “I
thought we could, you know, give it another try. And look,” I said, “I’m
wearing the pearls.”
    Something must have clicked in him, because
he looked at me like he hadn’t for a while.
    We kissed like we hadn’t in ages, our tongues
jousting like mythical creatures.
    For once, I didn’t need to do any coaxing
and he didn’t need his book.  He was already hard and full and proud.
    He was inside me before I could get the
pillow under my hips.
    He thrust