Water everywhere. Kitchen floor soaked. Heart pounding already from the panic. I shut off the valve like Dad taught me. Mop, mop, mop. No damage. Relief. But now? Can’t turn water back on. No choice. Call the landlord. Dany. 57. Married. Older than my parents. Creepy stares before. But he’s handy.
Knock on his door. Explain fast. He grabs tools. Down in seconds. Lies under sink. Silence. Stare at his legs. Short rides up. Then I see it. Huge bulge. Cock straining his shorts. Hard. Massive. Never seen real erection. Not like porn tapes hidden at home. Face burns. Pulse races. Cunt tingles. Wet already.
The Fever
He fixes it. Stands. Bulge bigger. I can’t look away. Eyes locked. Awkward air thickens. Seconds stretch. He sees my flush. Sets wrench down. Eyes hungry, not sleazy. Hands out. Tremble. Fear mixes with fire. Take his hands. Pulled close. Lips brush. Soft kisses. Then tongue invades. Surrender. Tastes salty. Tongues tangle. Wild.
Hands on hips. Slide under skirt. Grip ass. Shiver. Press against him. Feel his gut, but cock throbs hard. Rub. Oh fuck. Climax hits. First with a man. Legs shake. Teeth grit. Eyes lock. He smiles. Kiss again. Deeper. He spins me. Back to chest. Cock nests between cheeks. Neck kisses. Electric.
Hands under shirt. Bra unclasps. Palms claim tits. Pinch nipples. Sensitive athlete breasts explode. Moan. Still grinding. My hand dares. Grab cock through short. Iron. He groans. Power surges. I’m 18. Making him beg.
Shirt off. Bra gone. Half-naked. Want more. Kiss fierce. He pulls back. ‘Lorène, I want you. Say yes.’ Throat tight. ‘Yes. But first time.’ Eyes light. Promises gentle. Leads to bedroom.
Sits on bed. Pulls me close. Skirt, panties vanish. Naked. His fingers find clit. Soaked. Circles slow. Gasps escape. Gentle. Builds me up. Then strips. Not hot. But cock stands proud. Grabs condom from pocket. Planned this. Sexy as hell watching him roll it on.
The Blaze
The Blaze
‘Ride me. I’ll guide.’ Straddle. Tip presses. Slow. Inch by inch. Stretches. Fills. No pain. Pure need. ‘Okay?’ ‘Yes!’ Deeper. Buried. Move hips. Already cumming. Waves crash. He thrusts gentle. Each stroke new fire. Lean in. Tongue fuck his mouth. Lost.
Ten minutes. Sweat slicks skin. Hearts hammer. ‘I’m cumming!’ Heat pulses through condom. Face twists. Triggers me again. Fifth? Sixth orgasm. Collapse on him. Dead weight. Strokes hair. Stay joined. Bliss.
Les Cendres
Nature wins. Softens. Slip out. Regret. Hand in hand to shower. Kisses nonstop. Hands on tits. Clean up slow. He leaves. Alone. Glow. Woman now. Best first. More to come.