Innocence Has Its Secrets Ch. 02

Brad was on his bed, one tan hand resting underneath his neck with his cell attached to his ear. He thought-damn she’s got a hot ring back!

As “Touch My Body” played ever-so lightly in his ear, he couldn’t help but start to grab at his cock. Sliding his hand down under his sheets, he felt his half hard prick twitch. Using his fingers, he twisted his hand around the head of his member and rolled it around. Mid-line an angelic voice rang in his ear, “Why hello Brad!”

Taken aback, Brad really never knew what to say in front of her. Picturing her slender soft figure lying next to him, the next thing came easy. “Hey Ana, say listen-I would love it if you’d be my date to prom.” Without stuttering Ana glistened in with “What if I have other plans?” Astonished, Brad simply replied “You can’t, I just changed your whole world.” Ana smiled carefully and he pictured her biting her lip, swirling her hair as she flirted and babbled on as he drifted away in his mind:

There she is, lying on my bed, wearing a gold satin spaghetti strap nightie. The color complimented her already sun-kissed glowing skin. He gently touched her cheek as he deeply looked in her dark emerald sparkling eyes. She sighed heavenly with her sweet breath tickling the inside of his nostrils. He breathed her all in. Eyes dark with anticipation, he let them wander. Sliding his hand from her cheek, he ran his fingers thru her hair, letting his hand settle on the back of her slender neck. Brushing the hair aside, he leaned forward and nuzzled into her sweet skin pressing his solid 8″ member against her hot skin, giving her one soft brush of his precious lips. She shuddered slightly, and arched towards him. He let the other hand slide up her satin gown over her tight tummy, up onto her breast. Feeling the heat from her already hard nipple, he gently rolled it between his thumb and index finger. She parted her lips and sent out a sensational sound that made his cock twitch with anticipation. He carefully slid his lips down her neck and collar bone, gently moving her gown down to expose her perky large tit standing fully erect. Brad let his tongue slide over her nipple and around her darkened areola. Flicking his tongue on her nipple, he slipped his other hand down onto her already soaked mound. Carefully parting her hood, he flicked it with his tongue and felt the river of warm delightful cum drip down her sweet opening. He placed one finger up into her, teasing her G-spot. She arched into him and rocked on his hand.

“Brad? Brad!! HEY!!”

Brad looked down and sighed deeply-he had a rather large problem. His long, thick cock was throbbing and twitching and he wanted her bad-and now, but had to give her the attention she needed. “I said what time should I expect you at my doorstep? I’m sure my mother would love to take a picture or two…?”

Brad couldn’t help but put his mind into overdrive and relay his answer back to her. Brad told her he had to go, he was getting tired. Pretty damn good excuse he thought. He closed his phone gently and turned his attention to his cock. He admired himself for the length and girth, licked his fingers and began to slide his hand over his cock with a firm grip. He closed his eyes and imagined his beautiful Ana licking slowly up and down his member and imagining the final flick of her tongue, he squeezed his eyes shut, his muscles tensed and he felt the warm cum spring up through his hole and jet out once, twice, three times, four times-“god will this ever stop?”, five, six, and the seventh final squirt he found himself gasping for air. Relaxing, he wiped the cum off his stomach with his dirty shirt, threw it in the basket and collapsed back into bed off to never never land.

6

Staring at the ceiling, Ana clenched her fist around her shut phone…”Gosh what was he doing? Day-dreaming? Or was he just ignoring me? Oh! The nerve! He better not’ve!” She cursed under her breath. Ana really hoped this relationship was sincere. She opened her phone again, scrolling back down to “Brad” and looking at his pic he had sent her earlier. It was him freshly out of the shower standing in the mirror. His chiseled glistening stomach and pecs stood out like no tomorrow. Arms flexed for her seductively she noticed. The twinkle in his eye reminded her that this really was real. Her attention pulled back to the mouth-watering “V” shape that fell right below his belly, the muscles around his hips.

Knowing they were nick-named “sex muscles” she giggled as she had heard the stories herself. Ana jumped into the shower, her mind still on that tasty body Brad had, she reached up and pulled the nozzle down to her. She aimed the water at her nipples and they started to rise to attention. Playing with her hair as she aimed the nozzle over her hard nipples, she caressed her body. Ana slowly lowered it down making her gasp and grab at her chest as she felt her clit start to throb. As sensitivity set in, her muscles twitched. Smiling, Ana imagined stroking Brad’s body and licking every inch of him. Rubbing her immensely engorged clit, she felt that oh-so familiar warmth start trickling through her veins; her breathing starting to approach near hyper-ventilation. “So close…” Ana pinched her eyes as tight as they could go and surrendered into her body’s peak orgasm. The sound she made when she peaked startled her and made her embarrassed. It had been months since she had this powerful of an orgasm. Ana’s hands easily slipped over her labia, soaked in her own cum. As she licked a finger, tasting her own sweet concoction, she entered her tight body and with the crook of the finger. Ana teased her G-spot and slowly felt it swell. She put a leg up onto the side of the tub so she had better leverage and slowly stroked her finger over her swollen gland. Riding her finger felt so damn good, she only imagined what it would be like to have a real cock inside her. At that exact moment she felt her whole body shudder into a series of moans and muscle spasms. Ana…was…exhausted. Grabbing a towel, she quickly frisked the water droplets off herself, drug her feet across her room and collapsed onto her bed. Not even making an effort to dry her hair like she usually did, she started to dream of Brad.

7

Brad approached Ana as the bell rang. She was simply beautiful. Her perky little ass in those jeans made his mouth water. Her shirt pulled up an inch as she reached for her books on the top shelf of her locker, ever more teasing him. Brad slipped his hand around her waist and pulled her into him.

He had startled her and braced for a whap on the chest. Ana whizzed around and turned to stare at the culprit, who happened to be giggling; seeing it was him, she laughed and leaned into his warm arms. Brad couldn’t help himself but ease back into his hot and heavy day-dream. As his cock twitched in his Levi’s, he backed away.

“Err…hi.” He blushed. Brad wondered why he was such a fool over this girl. He thought he made himself look like a complete idiot, but seeing she noticed his blush made him gleam. He didn’t think it was going to be this easy to make her his own.

Brad offered to take Ana out for supper tonight. She jumped into his truck and put her seatbelt on. Backing out of the parking lot, Ana snuck a kiss onto his cheek. Placing his hand on her thigh, they drove off. The restaurant was about half hour away and his hand longed to reach the warmth of her mound. He made his move, sliding his hand up a little-pretending to readjust. Ana responded by opening her legs up just a peek.

Taken aback, Brad really never knew what to say in front of her. Picturing her slender soft figure lying next to him, the next thing came easy. “Hey Ana, say listen-I would love it if you’d be my date to prom.” Without stuttering Ana glistened in with “What if I have other plans?” Astonished, Brad simply replied “You can’t, I just changed your whole world.” Ana smiled carefully and he pictured her biting her lip, swirling her hair as she flirted and babbled on as he drifted away in his mind:

There she is, lying on my bed, wearing a gold satin spaghetti strap nightie. The color complimented her already sun-kissed glowing skin. He gently touched her cheek as he deeply looked in her dark emerald sparkling eyes. She sighed heavenly with her sweet breath tickling the inside of his nostrils. He breathed her all in. Eyes dark with anticipation, he let them wander. Sliding his hand from her cheek, he ran his fingers thru her hair, letting his hand settle on the back of her slender neck. Brushing the hair aside, he leaned forward and nuzzled into her sweet skin pressing his solid 8″ member against her hot skin, giving her one soft brush of his precious lips. She shuddered slightly, and arched towards him. He let the other hand slide up her satin gown over her tight tummy, up onto her breast. Feeling the heat from her already hard nipple, he gently rolled it between his thumb and index finger. She parted her lips and sent out a sensational sound that made his cock twitch with anticipation. He carefully slid his lips down her neck and collar bone, gently moving her gown down to expose her perky large tit standing fully erect. Brad let his tongue slide over her nipple and around her darkened areola. Flicking his tongue on her nipple, he slipped his other hand down onto her already soaked mound. Carefully parting her hood, he flicked it with his tongue and felt the river of warm delightful cum drip down her sweet opening. He placed one finger up into her, teasing her G-spot. She arched into him and rocked on his hand.

“Brad? Brad!! HEY!!”

Brad looked down and sighed deeply-he had a rather large problem. His long, thick cock was throbbing and twitching and he wanted her bad-and now, but had to give her the attention she needed. “I said what time should I expect you at my doorstep? I’m sure my mother would love to take a picture or two…?”

Brad couldn’t help but put his mind into overdrive and relay his answer back to her. Brad told her he had to go, he was getting tired. Pretty damn good excuse he thought. He closed his phone gently and turned his attention to his cock. He admired himself for the length and girth, licked his fingers and began to slide his hand over his cock with a firm grip. He closed his eyes and imagined his beautiful Ana licking slowly up and down his member and imagining the final flick of her tongue, he squeezed his eyes shut, his muscles tensed and he felt the warm cum spring up through his hole and jet out once, twice, three times, four times-“god will this ever stop?”, five, six, and the seventh final squirt he found himself gasping for air. Relaxing, he wiped the cum off his stomach with his dirty shirt, threw it in the basket and collapsed back into bed off to never never land.