Michelle Bennett: Collection of Sensual Erotic Stories – Volume 1

Over the next few days I spent a lot of time on the terrace, hoping to see her again. I would play back the scenario in my head and imagine all sorts of possible outcomes.

After three days, I started to give up, and slowly reconciled myself to the fact that I would not see her again. I was a fool to even think that I would ever see her again after what had happened. The next day, at about seven a.m., I decided to go up to the terrace again.

I knew that I could be alone for at least an hour. Nobody ever got up before eight. I looked out over the horizon, when suddenly Ivona appeared. I could hardly believe my eyes.

“Oh hi, it’s you again, nice to see you,” greeted Ivona.

She swiftly laid a towel down next to me and sat down. She pulled out a box of cigars and offered me one. And even though I wasn’t a smoker, I couldn’t refuse. I was surprised that I didn’t cough or choke on it, all the while engaged in conversation.

“So, what brings you up here so early?” I managed at last.

“Ahhh,” she paused. “I decided not to go to work today,” she answered finally. “I think I’m just going to relax all day.” She took a puff of her cigar. I watched as she played with the smoke. “The last time we met you said you didn’t have a girlfriend.” She watched me as she continued, “How come?”

What possible reply could I give to her that would make sense? “I had one once, but it didn’t work out.” I took another puff of the cigar as I remembered what had actually happened. It was only two days before her seventeenth birthday. I told her that I wanted to fuck her.

Mildly put, her response was a loud and hysterical ‘No!’ She proceeded to give me a slap, while telling me that no one had ever offended her as much as I had.

Ivona giggled and told me not to worry about it. We relaxed for a while, and all the time I devoured her with my eyes. The only thought that crossed my mind was that she was not a plain woman; she was a goddess.

We lay in the sun for a while and I noticed that her otherwise pale body now had a wonderful warm color. I felt the rush of arousal and “Mini Me”, as I liked to call my dick, got as stiff as a rod. I sat with slightly bent legs, cleverly hiding my little friend. We had almost finished smoking, when she told me to put out the cigar. I took them, got up, and threw them into garbage.

Upon my return, I saw that she was lying on a towel. She had taken advantage of my absence to take off her top and roll onto her stomach. I was thankful that she could not see my arousal, but also disappointed that I didn’t get the chance to see her perfectly rounded tits.

I spread my towel next to her. Temptingly, she asked me to rub her back with sunscreen. I smiled as though this scene had been taken straight out of a movie.

Without hesitation, I reached for the sunscreen and started to slowly, gently rub it on her gorgeous back. I was thoroughly enjoying it, and decided to also give her a back massage. I could hear her moan with satisfaction.

“Hmmmm… you are so good. That feels so good. Yeah, yeah.”

I was longing with passion and sexual desire to have her. I continued to rub for what seemed like another ten minutes. She was topless as she looked at me, and lay on her back. With a smile she said, “Come on now, and be gentle with my breasts.”

I could not believe it. I reached for the sunscreen and quickly poured a generous amount on my hands. I began to lightly rub her across her breasts. Even at my first touch, her beautiful, delicate nipples hardened somewhat and I began to slowly circle around them. At one point, I had both my hands on her tits and I caressed them gently.

She moaned with pleasure, though I could see that she was blushing a little. Finally she instructed me to, “Continue down my belly, all the way to my feet.”

A little reluctantly, my hand drifted from her bosom and headed towards her stomach. She had a firm stomach for a woman. I rubbed oil all around her panties and started heading for her feet. But she dropped her panties a little, just enough to reveal her pussy.

I took the hint and rubbed her silky hair with my hand. It was beautiful and soft, no longer than a centimeter. I noticed the goose bumps and I realized that I was only inches away from her sweet heaven. It was irresistible, and I couldn’t trust myself anymore.

Quickly, I continued down to her legs, all the way to her soft, delicate feet. But all I could think about was how good it would be if I could ram my hard cock into her hot, wet vagina.

I needed a distraction, so I turned my back to her and focused on her feet. I had no sooner turned than I felt a hand on my dick. I turned my head to look at her, a bit unsure of what she wanted me to do. She was looking at me, biting her lower lip, gently and seductively. It almost seemed like a dream, and I just hoped that I would not wake up to realize it wasn’t real.

She took my hard, raging cock in her hand and squeezed gently. I heard a soft moan from her. She made a few slight hand movements. It felt so good; the pleasure almost unbearable. She whispered that this would be our little secret. Then with the other hand, she removed my shorts, grabbed my balls, and started playing with them. I nodded.

Her hands seemed so little and gentle on my dick, streaked with veins, which almost seemed like the entire Amazon River flowing through it.

“Nice,” she said out loud and started to jerk it.

The pleasure and excitement was unbearable. “I am going to cum”, I informed her, hoping she would not stop.

“I know,” she acknowledged, smiling at me.

I could feel the verge of an orgasm; she could sense it and sped up her hand movements. Uncontrollably I shot a load of cum all over her thighs, stomach, tits and even some on her face.

Ivona smiled and reassured me that everything would be fine. She told me not to move, while she quickly cleaned herself with a towel. She turned in my direction and cleaned my dripping, still stiff dick with her tongue. She got up, took a good look at my eyes and my cock and told me to get dressed and follow her. Breathlessly, I followed her, like a lamb to the slaughter.

I walked behind her and gazed at how wonderfully she shook her ass. I could hardly believe what had just happened to me. She was one of the hottest “fish” in town.

She pressed a button to call a lift and told me to go home. She pulled out a card and then told me to return to the address on it in ten minutes and not to ring the doorbell.

“It will be unlocked,” she said in an angelic voice.

Before entering the elevator, she turned once more, grabbed my cock and in a low voice, whispered, “I dare you not to come.”

Was she kidding? There was nothing on earth that could stop me from going back to her. I got out of the lift and wondered how I would spend the next ten minutes. I knew they would drag by and would seem like an eternity.

They were the longest ten minutes I had ever endured. They were barely up when I arrived at her building and started walking nervously. I wondered if I should wait a moment before going in.

As I went up to her apartment, I met a few of the residents, each time stopping to turn my back as if I were looking for something, hoping that no one would notice the bulge in my pants. I reached the first floor and came up to her door.

My heart wanted to jump out of my chest. I tried to calm down. I inhaled a few times, and then with a final thought of encouragement, I reached for the door handle. “This is it, no turning back now.”

I entered the apartment quietly and locked the door behind me. I heard the water in the bathroom and headed in that direction. When I got there, she opened the bathroom door and told me to come closer. I watched her, my focus fixed on her while she turned out the light and lit some candles.