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Juicy
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Juicy
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"Sweet, sweet, girl. Lean forward, will you?" . . . "Don't leave a hickey." "Okay. Just for safety, why don't I confine my kisses to places where it won't show?" "Right. You're just doing that for my sake. As if. Oh!" "Well, I never said I don't like kissing them. But I like kissing your throat, too. Here. I won't even kiss, just taste. Mmm." "Mmmm. Matt!" "Thecond. Here. Put it some place safe, will you." "It was safe until a sex maniac attacked my ear. Do you think I should have them pierced?" "Dunno. They're so sexy now, and wouldn't it hurt?" "Not much, according to Diane. And It would prevent this sort of accident." "But they're so much fun to suck like this.... Mmm. Okay. Ill skip the visible parts." "That is nice. Oh, Matt!" "Ohhh, Dee." . . . "Matt! What would you think if I touched you like that?" "Wanna?" "Matt!" "Well, you asked. I'm happy. I trust you." "I don't think it's the same thing." "I hope not. If you had one of these, I don't think I'd be interested in you. But, while you're there, do you think you could move your hand up and down?" "I don't think so. It's not the same thing." "Well, it's not. But I like to see if I can make you feel nice. Let me try." . . . "Oh, Matt." "I love you, Dee. Love you, love you, love you." "Love you, too.... What are you doing?" "Let me." "I don't care what sort of protection you have, I'm not going to." "With fifteen minutes 'til we have to start back, I'm not trying to. C'mon. I just want to feel you there." "You already did." "But only through jeans. C'mon." "But I'm all messy." "That's my problem. C'mon, I can wash my hand." "Okay. I'll do it. I can remember you fumbling with my bra. It doesn't have to go far does it?" "Only enough room for my hand.... Oh, Dee. I wish we had more light." "I wish we had less." "Couldn't have much less. You look beautiful. I've said it before, but you look prettiest there. So, so sweet. Rise up a bit. Oh, Dee!" "I told you I was messy." "Not messy. Oh, love. Does this feel good?" "It's okay.... That is more than okay." "Love you." "You don't mind the mess?" "It's not messy. It's juicy." |
The End Juicy Uther Pendragon anon584c@nyx.net 2004/07/07 Thanks to Neneh for editing this. For another all-dialogue story, "Instructress" For another, much longer, story of petting youths, "Lakeside Fireworks" The index to almost all my stories is: Index to Uther Pendragon's website |