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Every Man's Fantasy part 5 of 6

Every Man's Fantasy part 5 of 6


"Calm down, Yuima, you're not yourself."

"But I am, Ezra, finally."

This was true, despite what Yuima had originally planned for that evening, here and now she knew exactly what she wanted. The happiness she felt was genuine.

In the end, it was not hard for Yuima to seduce Ezra. As soon as she laid a good kiss on him, he gave up trying to defend himself and kissed her back. She sat forward in his lap, her legs spread, holding Ezra's head in her hands. They kissed with genuine passion.

Ezra put his arms around her thin waist and, as his ardor grew, moved his hands under Yuma’s short skirt and gently fondled her bottom. Yuima made encouraging noises and started to undo Ezra's shirt, still holding the kiss, their tongues flicking together. Ezra helped Yuima take his shirt off and she ran her tiny delicate hands over his chest and shoulders, at last breaking their kiss to bend down and flick her tongue on his neck.

It was not easy making love on a bucket seat, so Ezra picked Yuima up, kicked the chair out of the way and gave the computer the command to bring the bed out from a side panel. Metal legs unfolded, springs extended and a mattress inflated. Quickly a good-sized bed had erected itself in the middle of the cabin.

Ezra laid Yuima down and helped her take off her top and wriggle out of her skirt. Yuima made to take off her bra and skimpy white knickers but Ezra said: "No, Yuima, keep them on for the moment. They're sexy."

Pleased with the compliment, Yuima laid back on the mattress and pulled Ezra down onto her. They kissed again, deeply, Yuima darting out her tongue into Ezra's mouth like a hummingbird sipping at nectars. Slowly, Ezra roamed his hands over his pretty seducer, while she gripped his shoulders and dug her heels into the back of his thighs.

His hands under her bra, squeezing and kneading her small round breasts, Ezra's excitement built, which Yuima felt in the heat of his hard cock pressed against her thigh. She lifted her legs higher, resting her heels in the small of his back.

"You're beautiful, Yuima," he said.

"I'm not," she protested, shaking her head, "my breasts are too small."

"They're perfect," Ezra said, "I'll prove it." Ezra kissed along Yumi's chin to her neck, then down to her breasts, pushing her bra down her chest. Her breasts were pert and round with brown pyramid-shaped nipples.

He enveloped a tit in his mouth and gave it a good suck. She gasped, shutting her eyes.

"See," Ezra said, "exactly the right size: not a millimeter of waste."

Yuima laughed again.

Ezra licked her nipples and sucked her breasts, loving her taste and her sweet moans. More and more urgently he kissed her, moving from lips, to neck, to tits, to ribs and belly and back again, as Yuima moaned with her eyes tight shut, arching her back, pushing her breasts up at him, her legs crossed tightly over his back, her fingers grasping his shoulders.

Her brain began to fog as Yuima surrendered herself to Ezra's desires. She felt heat in her pussy and hoped Ezra would touch her there next. He must have read her mind. Slipping a hand inside her knickers, he began to finger her pussy, rubbing a gentle figure-of-eight pattern on her clitoris while Yuima moaned encouragement, then dipping gently into her damp cleft and back to her clit, over and again.

Yuima moaned louder and more urgently. She began to buck, greedily trying to envelop Ezra's probing finger.

Now he kissed his way further down her body, concentrating for a minute or two on the curve of her belly before pushing her knickers down with his free hand and placing his hot tongue on Yuima's clitoris. She squirmed but spread her legs and raised her knees, her hands clasping Ezra's hair as he licked and sucked at her clit. The pink cloud in Yuima's mind was raven by streaks of white lightning as Ezra's tongue caressed her erotic nub, his penetrating finger flicking over the rough patch inside her vagina.

Her breath began to catch. Again, Ezra read her well and began to piston his middle finger in and out of Yuima’s narrow slit, licking faster at her clit, squeezing a breast with his other hand. He made sure he caught the rough spongy patch in her vagina with his finger every time he thrust it into her and so, after two minutes of this treatment, Yuima stiffened and arched her back further. Ezra raised his head from Yuima's lap when he felt the first pressure of her spasm on his hand. He wanted to see her face in ecstasy. Yuima's mouth was wide open but no sound came out.

Ezra held his hand against her pussy and rubbed her special spot inside with his finger tip, flicking his thumb over her clitoris. The tension broke. Yuima gasped, was silent and breathed again as she convulsed, her pussy tightening about Ezra's finger, forming a soft cushioned wall to its entrance. Yuima's legs shook and she let out an elated scream, shaking her head from side to side.


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