Date: Sat, 18 Jul 2015 16:30:42 +0000 (UTC) From: Beaumonte Bill Subject: The Blooming of Shannon Part 8 The Blooming of Shannon (part 8) This story was inspired by an online friend in Scotland. I was there years ago and wish we could have met then. This fantasy describes what I wish could happen – I hope you enjoy it! –––––––––––––––––––– We arrived at my flat and I suggested that we showered together. Remembering our shower from this morning, Shannon cheerfully agreed. We rubbed soap on each other's tender parts, arousing while taking care not to produce climax, wanting that enjoy that bliss later. I held Shannon in my arms, pulling her close. My hands cupped her soft round buns and lovingly squeezed them. For reasons I cannot begin to explain, I find the buns to be the most compelling part of a woman's body, and Shannon's were now in my hands. I could have fondled her buns for hours, but Shannon would have thought me strange, so I regained control and kissed her lips. I slipped a soapy finger into Shannon and she kissed me even more passionately. I enjoyed arousing her, but cleanliness was my objective for what I had planned. My other hand massaged Shannon's clitty and I could sense her legs starting to buckle as she weakened from the pleasure she we experiencing. We rinsed, and then dried off. I let Shannon to the bed and lay on my back. I asked Shannon to lay on top of me in the 69 style as we did in the morning. Instead of taking her clitty into my mouth, I pulled her ass to me and spread her cheeks, kissing her pucker tenderly. She let out a squeal of delight and I rimmed her for several minutes, loving the special intimacy. As I rimmed her Shannon stroked my cock. I knew I could not hold back from cumming if this continued, so I took hold of her sexy hips and pushed her away. She got off me and faced me, beaming with joy. "What was THAT?" Shannon asked, "that was more incredible than anything I have ever experienced!" "It is something I hope to be doing for you as often as you wish," I replied, smiling broadly. I was hoping she would like it, and planned to do it a lot more. I handed Shannon a condom and she unrolled it onto me. I applied some extra lube and positioned Shannon over my hips, my cock head between her cheeks, pressed to her tender pucker. Most men in this situation would simply push their way in, but I wanted this to be as wonderful for Shannon as for myself, so I wanted to enter her gradually, with her in control. On the verge of this blessed event, I feared above all hurting the woman I loved. I took Shannon's clitty into my hand and looked into her eyes and said, "Now this is very important – at your own pace, gently lower yourself onto me. If you feel any hint of pain, stop immediately. Shannon did as I asked and soon I could feel myself begin to enter her. It felt wonderful to me, but I knew that Shannon was on the fine edge between pleasure and pain. My instinct was to push up, but I willed myself to keep my hips pressed to the bed, yielding complete control to Shannon. "Try to relax dear," I said, "and press out as if you were having a bowel movement." Shannon complied, and abruptly slid all the way down, pressing her cheeks to my hips. The feeling of her warmth, so tightly around me was amazing! It was all I could do to avoid cumming immediately. Shannon's eyes were wide and her mouth was open with a joyful look upon her pretty face. "I had no idea it would be like this!" declared Shannon, and began to move up and down, riding me. She leaned over and kissed, me, and I rolled us both over onto her back. I got to my knees, taking care to stay within her, and moved Shannon's legs to my shoulders. I stroked in and out of Shannon as she lay there in bliss. As much as I loved this, I wanted this to be Shannon's special moment, so I did my best to hold back and focus on her. I put some lube on my hand and began to stroke Shannon's clitty while I continued to make love to her. The look on her lovely face was a combination of joy and amazement. I had to admit that with all my experience I had never felt anything so wonderful before. Soon Shannon climaxed, spraying her girl juice all over her belly. I stopped stroking her and soon my climax followed, thrusting deep as I did. My feeling for Shannon could only be described as complete and unconditional love. I pulled out told Shannon to rest there. I went to the bathroom, quickly cleaning up and returning with a warm wet wash cloth. I cleaned her up, front and back. Shannon began to protest, saying, "Let me – you shouldn't have to do that." "Easy dear," I reassured her, "I got you dirty, so it's only right for me to clean you up." She smiled and kissed me. I took the washcloth back to the bathroom and returned, climbing into the bed next to her. We spooned and I placed a hand on one of her left breast. I could feel her heart still beating fast and smiled as I shared this joy with her. "Thank you for making this so wonderful," Shannon said, "I had dreamt that this would be special, but never imagined it could have been as incredible as this!" "It was better than I could have ever hoped for," I replied, "joining with you has been a singular experience, unlike anything else I've known." We lay there and rejoiced in our union before drifting off to a sound sleep. –––––––––––––––––––– To be continued ... Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests. –Bill (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com) Please support this website by donating to nifty.org