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Chapter 34 by horny-oz horny-oz

Bed? A late night movie? Something else?

Bed time!

Doe picks up the remote and points it at the TV, her finger poised over the power off button.

“ Ready for bed?” she asks, with possibly the most seductive look I’ve seen yet on her face.

“ Hmm, can I phone a friend?” I joke back, trying to cover the almost cramp-inducing butterflies wreaking havoc inside me.

“ Its seems to me your little friend has already made up his mind!” she answers back, glancing down at my rising pole.

Doe turns off the TV and gets up from the couch, her sheer nightie flowing around her. Turning away, my face is the same height as her pert ass, my eyes watching it move as she starts to walk away. Eager as hell, I get up and follow her form down the hallway towards her room, the **** nervousness going through me seemingly even worse than on the night of my first fuck!

When we get to Doe’s bedroom, she waits at the doorway and tells me to get comfortable in the bed. My tummy churning and my boner pulsing, I comply. I hop under the thin sheets, relishing the soft feel of them, I don’t know much about this sort of stuff, but the sheets are so warm and soft it must be silk or some other equally exquisite material.

Smiling at me, Doe turns off the last light in the house, momentarily shrouding the room in soft darkness, though soon my eyes accustom to the strong moonlight spilling through her large drape-less windows, turning Doe’s tanned form into a radiant silvery body, the moonlight accentuating her womanly body, her breasts seeming even larger in the contrasting light, the deep shadows rendering her expression unreadable.

Soundlessly she approaches and enters the bed, putting a lump of anxiousness in my throat. I lay still as a rock, not sure of how to begin, this IS even harder than when I lost my virginity!

Running a soft hand over my chest, then slowly trailing down over my stomach (causing an unstoppable involuntary twitch) her hand stops for a second on my lower abdomen, before she clasps her hand around my pole, the first time she’s actually touched it. Stroking it a little, playfully teasing the nob with her thumb.

“ You really have been such a well behaved young man today John, I guess you might like your reward by now?” she says, her head close to mine on the same pillow. “ What did I say I would give you? A release wasn’t it?”

But a release of what kind?

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