A Homecoming. Chapter 4.


The day after the excursion to Salzburg, nature provided a reason for Ben not going out. It poured with rain.At lunch in the dining room, Erika and a girl-help attended to the fifteen or so guests. He and Erika had briefly greeted each other but were now avoiding eye contact. However, when Erika served him and the Danish couple he shared the table with, she stood close enough for Ben to feel her body’s warmth. When the Danes looked away, her hand stroked over his shoulder and caressed his neck. After a coffee and a pleasant conversation in English with the Danes, Ben went to his room.He showered and shaved. In his dressing-gown, he settled down on his desk to check his mail and overseas news on his Ipad. He did not have long to wait until Erika entered without knocking. She went up to him. Putting her arms over Ben’s shoulders, she snuggled her face against his, “Sorry for just walking in. I didn’t want to be caught knocking on your door.”Ben turned on his chair, pulled her on his lap, and into a soft, welcoming kiss. Erika smiled happily, “You knew I would come, didn’t you? Now you’ll have to be patient with me. I’m a working girl. You smell so much nicer than me. May I use your shower?”Struggling out of Ben’s grip, Erika grabbed the little bag she had brought and skipped, naughty-girl-like, into the bathroom.Ben was sitting on the bed when Erika emerged from the shower. Deliberately dramatic, she stepped out in prudish disguise. Ambling towards Ben, with one towel draped around her hips and one over her shoulders, Erika stopped, just within reach. Smiling shyly and with a hint of a blush, she asked, “You do want me like in Salzburg again? Choose! Which one should I drop first?”Ben smiled up at her, “I think you know, Erika. What do you want to show me most?”Standing very upright and gripping the covering over her breasts, Erika wriggled her hips. The hip towel slid to the ground, and Ben could look, just a handspan, away at Erika’s so enticingly wrapped pussy. The black, soft net-like sheerness of the thong cupped her mound into a shape where its fleshy lips were just slightly pressed open to show a glister of tempting pink.Ben opened his arms, and Erika, without a moment’s hesitation, stepped into them. His hands slid up her thighs to grip her buttocks. He did not pull Erika’s towards him but bend forward to place the first kiss on her soft belly. When he sank his tongue into her navel, Erika shivered. Both of her hands reached for Ben’s head, and the towel over her shoulders fell to the floor. Erika reacted quickly. She cradled Ben’s face in her palms and brought his lips to her tits.Earlier, before the bathroom’s mirror, the shamelessness of the bra, more than the thong, had taken Erika’s breath away. And now, she offered Ben the ravishing sexiness she had seen in the mirror.The firm apple-like roundness of her boobs was enticingly half-covered with a suggestion of a brassiere. Erika’s kaçak iddaa breasts required no lifting support. The black-lacy shells under her boobs did no more than highlighting the dark-pink areolas and button-hard nipples. The tease of a garment left them sexily exposed. Ben could only utter, “God, you are beautiful, Erika”, before she guided his lips to one of her so temptingly on offer nipples and then to the other.When she eventually, reluctantly, released her hold on his face, Ben stood up. He wanted Erika on the bed. They were in unison in wanting to continue what they had started. As they stood, she undid the sash on Ben’s gown.It fell open, and Erika pressed herself full-length against his naked body. While they kissed, Erika freed Ben’s arms out of his robe. When it dropped to the floor, she chuckled. She reached down for his rampant erection and murmured, “I love this! I, so sexily dressed, and you naked and excited already! What are we going to do about this?”Ben’s answer was clear. In letting himself fall on the king-size bed, he took Erika with him.Erika stretched out on the bed. Ben knelt next to her and began to kiss her without saying a word. First, on the mouth, gently caressing her lips till they opened with a moan. When Erika responded with increasingly demanding vigour, his mouth left hers to kiss her neck and shoulders.And then, ever so slowly, Ben kissed a path down to Erika’s so lasciviously displayed tits. As he passed from one straining boob to the other, his teeth closed over her nipples. While his tongue twirled them into hard-pointy arousal, Erika’s hand was in his hair. Guiding his mouth from straining tit to tit, she urged him to kiss ever harder.Ben deliberately did not allow his hands to grope. When he began to move his kisses to Erika’s midriff, her grip in his hair let him know how much she had wanted his mouth to stay on her tits. But as his lips and tongue moved lower on Erika’s tensing stomach, her fingers began to stroke his hair. But when Ben started to draw his tongue along the edge of the pussy-covering thong, it changed into a feverish clawing.Eventually, Ben could no longer resist. He passed his half-open lips, heavily breathing, over the part of Erika’s sexy mound in which lay hidden her clit. She cried out, and her fingers pressed frantically in Ben’s hair.However, Ben changed his mind. He began to kiss a path down Erika’s thigh, and the tension was momentarily reduced for her. But then Ben raised her leg – Erika could have resisted – high on his shoulder. Shifting between her spreading legs, he began to lick and kiss his way up the velvety inside of one of Erika’s opening thighs. In passing over to the other for a licking, kissing passage down, Ben drew his tongue, slowly and pressing down, over Erika’s net-encased, fitfully throbbing pussy.And Ben loved to hear Erika’s first gasping moan.On the second move of Ben’s tongue up Erika’s thigh, her kaçak bahis hand again grabbed his hair. Did she want to hold him back or pull him on? When his lips were over her pussy he paused for a split second, waiting for what her hand would let him know. And Erika’s fingers clawed his head in momentary indecision before she pushed Ben’s mouth hard against her pussy’s mound.This time it was not a short passing. Ben licked her slit with broad strokes until the pussy’s lips, held captive under the black lacy net, slightly parted and showed more of its lusciously glistening pink. Carried away by her smell and moans, Ben put his open mouth over the fleshy mound as if to take a bite. Through the lacy net, he sucked her pussy’s lips for the first sampling of Erika’s taste. From far away, he heard Erika’s shrill little cries of lust as her hand urged him to suck her harder.Ben eventually stopped laying siege to Erika’s so enticingly protected pussy. He kissed his way up over Erika’s belly and her perky, renewed attention-demanding tits to her now ravenously hungry mouth. And Erika had not forgotten the lesson learned yesterday in the car!When they broke apart for a moment, both panting hard, Ben took on the challenge, “I love to tease your pussy through your sexy panties! But it is too protected to be really kissed. ““You call that pussy of mine still protected? And what you do not real kissing?” Then, Erika, her face flushed, murmured, “If I let that pussy get out of its cage, I’ll lose all control! Is this what you want? Will we risk it, Ben?”“You want it, Erika, don’t you? You want to give me your pussy as much as your beautiful but so shameless tits! I missed so much those years ago. God, I wanted to see them then, touch them, kiss and suck the sexy nipples that pressed against your tops. Are you glad that we are making up for it now?”“Oh, Ben, not just glad! Let’s make up for everything we have missed. Make love to my tits!” Erika broke into an excited laugh and whispered, “But Ben, not only! God, you must love my pussy the way you promised!”“I will make real love to your pussy!” – Ben almost shouted.In answering, Erika’s mouth met his in the abandonment of all reservation and shame. Erika reached for and grabbed Ben’s already overexcited cock and then, breathing heavily, stammered, “Why just me? My tits? My pussy? I want to make love to you too, to your beautiful cock!”As Ben knelt next to Erika and kissed her – still in their outrageous brassiere – breasts, her hand began its play. While he, none too gently, pleasured her tits, Erika started a tantalising game with Ben’s cock and balls.And Ben knew what could happen. If he now moved down to Erika’s pussy and leave his cock in Erika’s eager hands, she would slip between his legs and into an otherwise so tempting 69. Ben knew that it would bring them much too quickly to a joint orgasm.And for their first time together, Ben had promised Erika illegal bahis so much more. But when he suddenly stopped pleasuring her tits and moved his cock out of her reach, Erika’s moaned in protest. It was a break in the mood. Ben could only hope, not a destructive one.Kneeling between her legs, Ben looked at Erika’s face and then down on her still lace-covered pussy. Almost pleading, Ben reminded Erika, “Don’t you want to give me your pussy anymore? Have you forgotten what we promised each other?”Erika tossed her head from side to side in mock anger until she could no longer hold back her laughter. Her hand shot down and grabbed the strings of her thong. In one movement, she had pulled it halfway down her thighs. Then lifting her legs high, Erika paused. Grinning mischievously at Ben, she said, “Free me! Relieve me of this chastity belt! You may keep it as a trophy!”When Ben stripped the thong off her legs and threw it aside, Erika’s action took his breath away. Her hands stroked up the inside of her spread open thighs. When her fingers reached her pussy, she hesitated for a breathless moment. Then Erika pulled its fleshy lips apart and whispered, “Look, Ben! Do you want my pussy now? You said it’s beautiful. Make love to it the way you promised!”As Ben lowered his face onto Erika’s pussy, her shaking fingers held it open. She had an exceptional beautiful pussy; it was girlish tight with shapely lips for a woman her age. With a rosette-like inner opening and a temptingly protruding fold sheltering the clit, it lay before Ben’s eyes, glistening in arousal.And Ben’s lips and tongue closed in on it without hesitation. Unlike with other women Ben had desired and made oral love to, there was for him no first moment of revulsion with Erika. Ben’s tongue began immediately to lick in broad strokes what Erika so temptingly offered.Their, for Erika, overlong foreplay had made it slippery and sexily juicy. As Erika moaned a drawn-out, “Yes, Ben! Kiss me there! Yes!” her fingers left her pussy at Ben’s mercy. Erika’s hands now grabbed his head, without knowing yet how to guide his invading tongue.Ben willingly responded to her urging, and his tongue continued in its exploring first search for what would give Erika’s innocent pussy the ultimate pleasure.The tip of his tongue started to tease the opening to the innards of her cunt. As it began to push in and out – at first only a centimetre or so – Erika began to whimper. And her groin lifted and ground as if begging for more. So, Ben’s tongue pushed in as deeply as it could reach. Erika’s whimpering had changed into breathily, lust-charged little cries with every in-and-out of Ben’s now fucking-her tongue. And his hands had slid under the token of a bra to grip and cup Erika’s heaving tits.As Ben’s fingers caressed and pinched the perky buttons that crowned Erika’s boobs into strained arousal, his tongue began its search for Erika’s clit. As it circled and prodded its protruding sheath, Erika’s moans were rising in pitch. As her clit refused to be lured out, Ben’s knowing tongue switched back again to pleasure at length her cunt’s throbbing opening.

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