Christine. What a night. White sheets hug her naked body. Skin glows golden. Heart hammers. I crave her again. But I wait. She sleeps.
Fin août heatwave. Her birthday chalet party. Mountains isolate us. Laughter, buffet, sun blazing. Guys shirtless. Girls tease in shorts. Christine shines. Short black hair. Tanned legs endless. Bermuda shorts hug her ass. White tank clings. Canvas sneakers white.
The Fever
Eyes lock on her. Pulse quickens. She slips inside chalet. Fanny chats far off. Instinct pulls me in. Dark cool interior. Shutters block sun. No one. Soft noise from bedroom. Door ajar. Mirror reflection: she ties hair. Peels tank. Shorts drop. No bra. No panties. Full nude flash. Firm round tits. Dark triangle. Cock twitches hard.
Rush out. Join football talk. Words blur. Obsessed. Should’ve burst in. ‘Oops.’ Risky. Fanny said Christine wanted me first. Four years ago. Now Stéphane. Night with Fanny: imagine Christine’s curves.
Three weeks later. My apartment. Fanny’s appendicitis. Hospital stay. Christine visits. Beige skirt flows. Matching blouse. Same white sneakers. Hospital till 18h. Drop her at car. Urgency surges. ‘Drink upstairs?’ Lame. She smiles. ‘Ok.’
Talk skips Fanny. Birthday chat. ‘Same shoes.’ She grins. ‘Remember my outfit?’ ‘Shorts, tank.’ ‘Then bikini.’ Silence thickens. Heart races. ‘Could’ve helped with straps.’ ‘Saw you in mirror.’ ‘Kept stripping?’ ‘More turned on.’
Lips crash. Tongues tangle fierce. She on couch. Kneel. Slip off sneakers. Kiss feet. Stroke arches. She yanks my shirt. Fingers trace chest. Heat builds. Undo blouse buttons. No bra. Nipples stiff. ‘Fabric on skin drives me wild.’ Tongue flicks peaks. Suck deep. She grips head. Won’t let go.
The Blaze
Hand under skirt. Thighs slick. Fingers graze clit. Wet heat. Dip inside. Eyes burn black fire. She pushes back. Stands. ‘You too.’ Hands roam torso. Belt snaps. Jeans drop. Grip cock through boxer. Nails tease waistband. Full nude. Stroke slow. Table edge. Skirt up. Legs on shoulders. Pussy lips part. Triangle perfect. Tip at entrance. Tease in-out. Thrust hard. Sweat beads between tits. Grips tighten. Pace wild. She cums first. Shudders. ‘Stop. More.’
Bedroom now. Skirt gone. Tongue base to tip. Swallow whole. Suck expert. Edges me. Stops. Grins. No. Four paws. Feet pale against tan. Lick soles. Doggy thrust. Ass cheeks spread. Pucker winks. Finger probes. Moan yes. Lube easy. Switch holes. Anal deep. She begs don’t stop. Hold back. Explode roaring.
Twice more that night. Collapse entwined. Exhausted bliss.
9am. Bedroom glows. Christine stirs. Skin still hot. Heart races anew. Fingers in hair. Eyes open. Now. Here. Possess her again.
The Ashes: Bodies cool slow. Sheets damp. Pulse fades. Forbidden fire lingers. Unique burn. Irreplaceable.