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Kevin Harding: Twice As Nice Nymph

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Kevin Harding


Twice As Nice Nymph


(LL – 0842)

Chapter 1

I eat his cock. I take the big head into my mouth and lick it. I kneel between his legs with my breasts crushed against his thighs and taste the golden sweetness of his prick. I hold his balls in my hands. I like the heavy weight of them. His penis is rigid. Its thickness fills my mouth. I feel warm all over as I suck it. I move my hands higher. The hair on his belly is thick like a forest and I lose my fingers in it as I curl the wiry hairs around them. I keep eating him. I rub his hard muscular stomach. I stroke the smooth skin of his inner thighs.

I take his penis out of my mouth for a moment and look at it. It is beautiful. The skin is 'very smooth and wet. Near the base it is covered with tiny black hairs. I trace my fingers along the bulging purplish vein that runs up the underside of it. I grip his cock tighter and start to stroke it, sliding the taut outer skin in my fingers. This brings a few clear drops of scum out of the cockhead. I press my tongue and taste it, swallow it. I feel warmth flow through my body. It is a new experience for me, being with a stranger like this. I haven't been with any man but Graham since I've been married.

I press forward to take Eric's whole prick into my mouth again. I slide my lips down over the shaft. I love the way it fills my mouth. I love the feeling of his body straining beneath me. His hands cup my breasts now as I eat him. His fingertips press in against my taut nipples. I suck him harder, deeper. My pussy aches. I can feel the wetness gathering and trickling down my thighs as I kneel in front of him.

Suddenly I feel his whole body begin to shudder and I realize he is about to 'cum in my mouth. I would like that. But that would be the end of it. My pussy is hungry for him. I can't let it end now. Not when I've never even had his prick inside me.

I slip him out of my mouth again and press his hard cock against my cheek. I can feel him throbbing in my hand as he tries to hold back his cum. I look up at his face. His eyes are shut, his teeth gritted. A few drops ooze from the swollen cockhead but he manages to control himself. I feel his cock soften slightly in my hand. I kiss it. I lick away the drops that have escaped.

I let go of him, stand up and walk across the room to get a cigarette. For a moment I feel light-headed. I can feel his eyes following me. I take the cigarette off the dresser and light one. I see my nakedness in the mirror. My breasts are large and firm. My stomach is flat. My skin looks very smooth, pink almost with my excitement. A lock of hair hangs over my forehead. I brush it back.

I come back to the bed and stand in front of him. I puff the cigarette deeply, then hand it to him. He smokes it. His eyes are shut now. His body glistens with sweat from our lovemaking.

He opens his eyes again and hands the cigarette back to me. His eyes are very light blue. Clear. We don't say anything to each other but he sits up and puts his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him. He nuzzles his face in against my belly. I stand there naked, smoking, thrilled by his touch. I suck the smoke deep into my lungs. His hands slip down over my buttocks, cup them. I feel his lips brush the hair around my pussy.

"Shall I eat you now?" he asks.

"Yes." I say. I feel the excitement surge through my body.

I lie back on the bed. I feel him press nibbling kisses to my knees, then up along the smoothness of my thighs. He is kneeling on the floor now between my legs. My pussy is wet from the nearness of his mouth.

I feel his lips touch me. I feel his tongue dart in. I writhe under his touch, press my cunt against his mouth. I cum with a sudden shudder. I don't stop. I just keep rising to another, orgasm. Clutching the back of his neck, I pull him even tighter against me. His touch is electric. His tongue stabs my pussy and makes me cum.

I cum again and feel him licking me deep. My body dances under the caress of his mouth. I love him, eating me like this and biting me gently, chewing me. I feel as if I can't get enough of him.

He pauses for a moment and sits back on his legs. I prop myself up on my elbows and glance down over my slippery stomach at his face. I smile. He smiles back and presses a kiss against. my thigh.

"Why don't you come up here on the bed with me for awhile?" I say.

"All right…" Eric says. He gets up slowly off the floor. His body looks immense, towering over me. He is handsome with rather wavy blond hair. His shoulders are broad. He has almost no hips. His penis juts out long and thick. I move back farther on the bed to make room for him.

We lie on our sides facing each other. Our tongues meet and intertwine. I can taste my own juice mingled with his saliva. My nipples tighten as he fondles my breasts. I feel the pressure build quickly. He strokes a nipple. In a moment I am on fire again. I cum from just the sensation of him rubbing my breasts. I think about the first time…

I am eighteen. I am at the Fair, where I've gone with some other girls. We've ridden the octopus, the electric cars, played a few of the games along the midway. I am carrying a big doll that some boy won and gave to me. I watch the Ferris wheel go around and around.

I stand in front of the side show tent, listening to the barker trying to coax in the crowd. I am separated now from the rest of the girls but I don't mind that since I'm in a large group of people.

I notice him standing in the crowd only about ten feet away. A boy from my school. He is alone, too. He is a year or so younger than I am – a dark-haired boy with nice skin and teeth. His name is Keith. I don't really know him very well, I've only been with him in a few classes at school. I glance his way for the third or fourth time and our eyes meet. I turn away quickly. A minute later I look back. He has drawn closer but is not looking towards me.

The barker finishes his speech. Some in the crowd buy tickets and follow him into the tent. Most just wander away. I walk along next to Keith. I stop to buckle my shoe and he holds the doll for me.

A voice on the loudspeaker announces the watermelon hunt. There are a dozen watermelons hidden within a mile of the fairgrounds, the voice says. There is no prize for finding a melon except getting to eat it but the hunt is always a big event at the Fair. I've gone hunting for watermelons the last two years with my girl friends. And before that with my parents. But I've never been able to find one.

"Shall we look for a melon together?" Keith asks. I nod. "Yes…" I say.

We walk faster toward the edge of the fairgrounds. I feel that with Keith I will find a melon. We climb a fence and walk through a field of purple flowered clover. The sun is hot and I can feel the sweat dripping down my body. We scare up a pheasant and it scurries away. We walk through a field of wheat and I can feel the wheat stalks rubbing against my legs. Some of them reach my thighs beneath my skirt, sending a strange, warm feeling all through me. There are crows swooping and cawing over the field. I am thirsty.

We don't talk much. We pass beyond the wheat field into a maple woods. It is cooler there. Keith is intent on finding a melon. He searches every likely place. Hollow tree trunks. Behind big boulders. In clumps of bushes. As we come out of the woods at the far edge, we suddenly see an eagle. Its wings stretch to fill the sky as it swoops near us. Then it climbs, grows smaller, disappears.

Keith is excited by the sighting of the eagle. He has been very quiet up to now but after we see the eagle he begins to talk in long, disconnected, almost endless sentences. He says that he wishes he could fly, that he could be an eagle, that if he were he would fly over the fields over the woods across the continent. Over mountains and the ocean. He would fly high above the clouds, swoop down low into the valleys. He would fly to the sun.

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