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Abby

It’s Mother’s Day today. Vicky and I baked cakes for our moms. We had a lot of fun doing it. I love those carefree moments with my girls. Mom is delighted with my cake. That’s nice, considering I’m a lousy baker. I would normally prefer to clean the whole house instead of doing anything in the kitchen, so the cake is really something for me.

Tomorrow is a holiday. Mom and Dad told me they’re going to Daisy Valley for an extended weekend. For me, that means one thing. I’m staying home alone. A smile appears on my face, and my heart quickens its pace. An idea appears in my head. An audacious one. You only live once , I think.

Ve appears at the door at eight in the evening. His smile is intoxicating.

“Hey there, kitty cat.” This time it’s me greeting him with those words. “I have some good news. I’m home alone.”

“Wow. Where are your parents?”

“They left for the weekend.”

Ve purrs softly and draws closer. He nestles his face in my hair and inhales, breathing in its smell. I wrap my hands around his neck, and our lips join in a passionate kiss. A long while later, he breaks it up, touches his brow to mine, and looks into my eyes. Our stares are drawn together magically.

“What is the plan, Abbs?” he asks, to which I boldly respond, “How about we take a bath together?”

Without waiting for a reaction, I grab his hand and pull him with me to the bathroom.

“You’re full of surprises, girl,” Ve says.

I smile and lean over, turning on the water and allowing it to fill the bathtub. Meanwhile, he waits behind me, prodding me with his rock-hard erection.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me, babe?” he mutters, waving his hips so that the tip of his cock brushes against my ass, making shivers run down my spine.

“I have an inkling.”

“Smart as usual. What a clever girl.”

He spins me around and kisses me softly, grabs the hem of my shirt. I lift my arms so it’s easier to take off. He pulls it over my head slowly, kissing my belly, the space between my breasts, my neck… And then he takes my pants off. I kick them away. Now I’m left only in my underwear, while he watches me closely.

“You’re beautiful!”

He touches my breasts. His hands make their way to the clasp of the bra. I hold them in place.

“Do you intend to take a bath in that bra or will you take it off yourself?” He raises an eyebrow.

“My turn.”

I snatch his shirt in my hands and pull up. He does as I did and raises his arms. The shirt comes off. Then it’s time for the zipper. His trousers fall to the ground, revealing a bulging manhood clearly waiting to be free of his boxers. So erotic! I touch it. I can’t help myself. I run my other hand across his gorgeous chest. He’s so manly and all mine. I sigh while Ve inhales sharply and closes his eyes. I can’t wait anymore: I slide his boxers down, lean over, and brush my cheek against his huge, straight, and hard cock.

“Fuck!” he hisses. “What are you doing to me!”

It’s so enormous! So beautiful! I freeze and gape like a kid in a candy store.

His voice breaks the spell. “Come on, kitty cat, it’s not fair.”

“What?” I ask, puzzled.

“I’m naked and you…”

“You’re gorgeous!” I cut him short. “And, to be honest, I can’t imagine it fitting inside me!”

“Don’t you worry about that. Your pussy can stretch. It’s quite pliable. They’ll be perfect for each other.”

For a moment I analyze his words. Maybe it will stretch. I can’t wait, really. It’s really breathtaking.

“Back to the problem at hand: now’s my turn.” He grins and wraps his arms around me, reaching for the clasp. I grab it and pull it to the front, showing it to him. “Well, now. I didn’t expect that.”

With one swift motion, he frees my breasts.

Ve reaches out, closing his palms around them and starts to knead them rhythmically. His lips find mine, connecting us in a passionate, long, insatiable wet kiss. The softness of his lips leaves damp marks on my neck, softly encompassing my nipples—first one, then the other, sucking. So erotic!

“Mmm…” I purr.

“You like it?”

“Very much, but I like what I see even more. Bathtub?”

“You’re getting in in your panties?”

“That may be safer.”

“I won’t do anything you won’t want me to.”

“I know, but please, allow me to keep them on, okay?”

“As you wish.”

He enters the tub, making me some space between his legs. I slip in there, snuggling against his torso. It’s fantastic. We pet each other with our hands and fingers, kissing, touching, getting to know each other. I turn to face him and run my eyes up and down his beautiful body. A moment more and I’m going to drool. He must be working out—I can see that by the toned abdomen and pecks. Leaning in, I kiss his torso, belly, and nipples softly. The sexy hips form a perfectly visible V, pointing the way to his manhood. I’m in heaven. My tongue flicks out, then I bite my lip and send him a long look.

“Jesus! Don’t look at me like that or I won’t be able to stop myself!” he says with a growl. “Look how hard it is!”

He gathers me closer and bites into my lower lip, pulling gently.

“Let me wash you,” I say on instinct.

“Only if you let me wash you in turn,” he replies, and his sexy voice reverberates through my body, reaching all the sensitive spots.

“Deal,” I say, trying to sound bolder than I feel.

I grab a shower gel, squeeze some on one hand, and slowly spread it over the naked skin of his chest and abdomen, reaching his cock. I take it in both hands and wash, caressing it, then move on to the balls, massaging them. He closes his eyes. He likes it. I love pleasing him. My hands squeeze his penis a fraction harder and start stroking. He moans, encouraging me to continue. I oblige, at first slowly, then gradually picking up the pace. Ve’s body tenses, and his chest is rising and falling, faster and faster. He’s close. I can feel the heat radiating through my hands.

“Careful or I’ll come.”

“I wouldn’t want anything more,” I say.

Time to stroke even harder. I tighten my grip and move my hands up and down the entire length of the shaft. A moan of ecstasy slips from Ve’s mouth, and an instant later, he shoots his load all over my breasts. The hot, richly scented liquid splashes on my skin, sticking to it. I’m so aroused, delighting in this moment.

Ve opens his eyes and realizes what happened.

“You’re incredible! I want you so bad!” he cries and kisses me so hard and hungrily my lips are left hurting, but it’s that kind of pain that brings pleasure. “You’re mine! Mine, you hear!?”

He pulls me to him, heedless of the fact that we’re now both covered in his sticky balm.

“More than ever,” I reply, pressing my lips to his.

“Now we really need to clean you up.”

He squeezes some gel into his palm before washing me, starting with the breasts he marked a moment before. His eyes are ablaze and he’s sporting a roguish smile. He washes the remaining come off himself, and lowers his hands, reaching for my panties.

“I’m not going to be able to clean you up with this on.”

“So take them off.” Surprised by my own confidence, I rise to make the task easier for him. I’ve never experienced something like that. I’m ashamed and aroused at the same time, but I trust him. I know he won’t hurt me.

He takes a deep breath as I stand before him in the tub. Crouching in front of me, he hovers his face before my womanhood. Gently he tugs at the fabric, pulling the thong off. It’s the first time I’m completely naked with him. He touches my labia and runs the tip of one finger through the middle, sliding it down. He squeezes a bit of shower gel onto his palm and washes me, caressing at the same time. He rinses the foam off and spreads my labia, and—oh God!—runs his tongue over my clit, stopping at the entrance to my pussy. My head spins. He glances up, gauging my reaction. I lean my back against the wall. The bathroom tiles are ice-cold, which brings some reason back into my head.

“Want me to stop?”

A disconcerting question. I want him to continue, but I’m conflicted—ashamed and aroused at the same time. My heart is racing.

“Please, don’t,” I hear myself saying.

Immediately, he slips inside, penetrating me with his tongue. I let out a series of uncontrolled moans of ecstasy. It’s blissful. His tongue returns to my clitoris. His fingers push inside me instead. The feeling is incredible. I’m already on the edge. I think I might faint.

“Oh my fucking God!” I cry out, coming all at once.

My back slides down the tiles. My body is wracked with spasms, and finally I collapse.

“You’re… you’re… Ve, what was that?”

“Have you ever orgasmed like that before?”

“No, never! It’s the first time like that, but I hope it won’t be the last!”

Ve sits down. In the meantime, he must have drained the water, as the tub is empty now. He turns the tap on to fill it once again, taking me in his arms. I snuggle in his embrace, still returning to normal.

I need a couple minutes to realize what happened, where I am, and what I’m doing. I raise my head and see his dreamy eyes. I’m straddling him, naked. His still-hard cock is right beneath my puffed-up pussy. It’s so delightful. I wave my hips, shifting my labia up and down the length of his manhood. I want to feel him inside.

“Don’t do that, kitty cat, or I won’t be able to stop myself. I’m barely managing as it is.”

I send him a look.

“Fuck, those eyes!”

He plunges in for a kiss, lifting me and rearranging so that the tip of his shaft is right below my entrance. One motion, just drop on him, and my desire would be fulfilled. I lower myself ever so slightly, but I stop right when the head touches my clit. He grabs his dick and rubs it against my soft spot. I join in and adjust my movements, bringing myself to the edge again. I brush against his hard penis, giving myself an indescribable sense of fulfilment. I come again, the second time in about as many minutes. My eyes glaze over. Meanwhile, Ve strokes himself vigorously and shoots over my tummy.

“We’re mad.”

“Horny and insatiable,” he replies, kissing me on the tip of the nose.

I reach for the shower handle, rinse myself off, and get up. I wrap myself in a towel and go in search of a T-shirt and some clean, dry underwear. When I come back, Ve is already dressed. I walk over and give him a hug.

“Where did you learn how to do it? You’re so confident. You really know what to do.”

“To be honest, I’m learning on the fly…” he says and kisses my wet hair.

“If that’s the case, you’re doing great.”

I’m peckish, so I suggest we check what’s in the fridge.

“Not much. Is cereal okay?”

“Sure,” he replies.

I toss some chocolate and cinnamon cereal into a bowl, pour in milk, and heat it all up in a microwave. It’ll make the chocolate melt and change the taste of the dish. I place two bowls on the table.

“Bon appétit, kitty cat.”

I shoot a furtive glance at him. Each time we spend time together, he seems so different from the image of the bad boy he has built for himself, the mask evaporating like morning haze with the rising sun. Maybe I’m his sun. He’s facing me, so boyish, so happy now. His eyes glint like never before. If what they say is true and the eyes are the mirrors of the soul, his soul is currently soaring with the stars. I guess mine and his are up there together.

I’m snapped out of my reverie by a sudden sound coming from my room. A crack and a sharp stink.

“The candle!” I cry out and jump to my feet, dashing out of the kitchen.

I barge into the bedroom. I nearly burned down the apartment. The nightstand is blackened in one place.

“Our energy stoked the fire of that candle,” I say, making Ve burst out laughing. Fortunately, we’re able to put out the fire. The nightstand doesn’t look too bad. I hide the burnt spot.

“An eventful night, right?” he says.

“You got that right.”

“What about your fire? Does it still require quenching?” he jokes.

“Not sure it’s possible to put it out if you’re around. You keep on stoking it.”

“You’re divine, baby.” He takes my hand and leads me to bed, softly pushing me onto the mattress and lying next to me. He takes me in his arms, mutters something, and quickly falls asleep.

My Ve—who would have thought? I tried avoiding him for so long! Soon after, I too drift away.

I wake up, sensing movement.

“What’s going on?” I ask, sleepy, eyes still closed.

“I’ve got to go,” Ve replies.

“Where?” Now not only do my eyes snap wide open, but I’m suddenly fully awake and on edge.

“Home, Abbs. I live with my parents. They’ll start asking where I’ve been all this time.”

“And you wanted to leave without saying goodbye? Make a French exit?” The thought causes some considerable discomfort.

“No, my angel, I wanted to let you sleep a while longer and only wake you up at the last moment. Besides, I wouldn’t have left you asleep with the door unlocked.”

A weight lifts from my heart. What was I afraid of? That he’d leave me?

“Catch you later?” I ask hesitantly.

“Sure thing.” He kisses me on the cheek.

The door closes, and I’m all alone. I go to the kitchen to get some tea, then wait in the window for the water to boil. I watch on as Ve walks across the yard and disappears around a corner.

I’m left with the memories of last night. You love him, my subconscious offers. Perhaps. Something’s definitely happening between us because I would love to have him by my side all the time.