Two Weeks of Madness 2

Fiona woke up alone. She shifted, twisting her weary body around. 7.30am , almost time to get up. Michael wasn’t there. He hadn’t been for days now. She missed him. Last time she had seen him he had choked back tears as he struggled to utter the word “Why?”

She couldn’t answer him and he had left, saying he needed some space. Fiona had sat and cried. Since she had returned from the university trip and broken the news to him that she had been less than faithful, he had been distraught. Her first big test, he had called it. She smirked to herself, knowing that it wasn’t, she had been away the whole summer beforehand. The only difference was that Gary had not been there.

She glanced around her room at the posters, the photographs, the scattered shoes, the washbasket. Her black skinny jeans hung on the edge, half inside. Or half outside, depending on your persuasion. She knew that underneath those lay her little green panties. She tried to shake him from her mind.

She moved again. The sheets felt smooth against her body, naked underneath. She always enjoyed that feeling, especially when it was followed by the kisses and caresses of a vigorous man. Rolling over onto her front, she lifted her phone and disconnected the charger. One message.

“morning J x”

Gary . Despite herself, she smiled and replied, her fingers tapping quickly.

“morning!hows you?x”

Fiona lay, still face down on the bed, propping herself up with her elbows, her pert little breasts gently supported by the mattress. Her nipples were just brushing against it and hardened a little as she received the reply.

“grand, just in bed here ;) x”

A smile escaped her lips as she recalled the previous day. The shudder of pleasure that had come over her, the intensity of feeling his fingers had generated, nothing like she had ever felt before. Closing her eyes briefly, she felt his warm mouth kissing her neck, his hand inching its way up her thigh. She composed herself and replied.

“me too!plenty of room :p x”

Shifting around onto her back, Fiona felt the heat that the duvet had generated surrounding her body. Cupping her breasts gently she began to caress them slowly, teasing her nipples, by now standing to attention like two little red bullets. She ached for Gary ’s mouth around them, flicking, licking, sucking, nibbling, driving her wild. She closed her eyes and imagined his deep blue eyes looking into hers as he worked his mouth around her nipples. Her phone beeped.

“mmm in that case I have a present for you…x”

At this stage Fiona was lying on her side, her legs pressed together, becoming more aware of her pussy lips as they were beginning to swell. She trembled a little as she texted back.

“mmm I love presents ;) x”

She lay still, barely daring to breathe. Her nipples were now tingling, straining as if against a bond to get out. She held each one in turn between her fingers, appeasing its urges temporarily. They needed his touch, his kiss, his intensity. She could feel the heat rising between her legs and found herself involuntarily grinding her legs together. Her phone once again beeped, almost startling her.

A picture message. She opened it, anxiously willing speed upon the screen that teasingly seemed to whisper “loading…”. And suddenly there it was. In the heat of yesterday's moment, Fiona had not had time to stop and take stock of Gary ’s cock. Here it was in front of her, her “present”. She studied the trimmed pubic hair, the large round balls, the veins snaking their way up the shaft. She licked her lips, taking in the round, thick tip and imagined her sliding it into her mouth. Her pussy now ached. She replied.

“wow…that’s hot…I kinda want it!x”

The heat between her legs grew more impatient, and Fiona slid a hand down, parting her legs. Slipping it between them, she rubbed a finger the length of her swollen pussy lips. Her juices oozed out and covered the tip of her finger as she greedily found her clit. She shuddered at the powerful feeling of that initial contact and began to steadily rub herself. Beep beep.

“well it’s here right now…do I get a present? ;) x”

Fiona giggled. She had never sent anyone an intimate photo of herself. She had taken them though, just to see how they would look. Not even Michael had seen one. Fiona might have sent him one, but he never had asked. Now here was Gary , lying naked and hard in his bed, longing to see her lying naked in hers. Her pussy throbbed at the thought. She glanced furtively around the room, looking for a good vantage point on which to set her camera.

Her eyes came to rest on the make up table. Raised just above the height of the bed, she imagined it would be perfect. Throwing the covers off the bed, she placed the camera and activated the self-timer. She lay back, knowing she had ten seconds to pull a sexy pose. She quickly changed her mind, her hair was a mess. She turned around, bending over towards the camera. Curling her toes a little, she hooked a hand underneath her frame and began rubbing her pussy. Her pert ass was naturally spread apart and her shaved pussy beckoned to the camera as it flashed.

Retrieving the camera, Fiona assessed her efforts. Giggling, she keyed in Gary’s number and pressed send. Then she lay back on the bed and now parting her legs fully, she dropped the phone onto her tummy and began to rub her clit faster. It was throbbing under her touch, her pussy now dripping, juices covering her inner thighs and dripping down between her ass cheeks. A moan sprung from her lips as she tilted her head back, lifting her legs as she reached with her spare hand to slide two fingers inside her aching pussy.

Gary replied.

“oh…my…god…I’m gonna cum so hard over that pic Fi x”

Fiona could barely find the buttons on her phone to text back. Her fingers were covered with juices and her pussy was becoming evermore impatient. She keyed quickly.

“mmm I’m gomna cumm 2 babe…x”

Closing her eyes, she saw Gary’s toned body kneeling over her, parting her legs. She felt his cock rubbing up and down her pussy lips, against her clit. She shivered as a bolt of feeling shot down her arm and into her clit. She cried out, biting her lip to stifle the screams that were building inside her like clouds before a storm.

She moved her fingers harder inside her, now seeing his long, hard cock disappearing inside her, filling her, stretching her. She pushed her head into the pillow, screaming into it and biting it. Her toes began to curl as she pushed herself upwards, her hips raising off the bed. Her phone beeped but Fiona barely heard it. Gary was inside her now, filling her with his hard cock, ramming her tight, wet pussy, making her squeal and writhe.

Fiona’s eyes shot open as the first wave of her orgasm crashed over her. She tried in vain to stifle the scream as her body convulsed, crashing back to the mattress as she trembled, her breath shooting in and out of her lungs, her tummy contracting in and out. Her hands felt covered in juices, but she couldn’t stop.

She could still feel him pounding her, his body against hers, his lips caressing her neck, his strong arms holding her tight. Every nerve in her body and every sense was tingling. Her hands worked furiously now, she moved one up to grab her pillow, ready to clamp it over her mouth to stop the whole street knowing that she was masturbating intensely. She imagined Gary about to come, could almost feel his body begin to tense on top of her. She could almost hear his groan, feel his cock begin to pulsate in her, his cum splashing against her insides.

Fiona’s second orgasm produced a low, guttural scream, which she released into the pillow. Her body convulsed harder than before, juices oozing from her sopping wet cunt, she heard herself screaming his name, calling out for him to fill her…

“Garrrrrryyyy! Ooooohhhh Fuckkk!”

She collapsed exhausted onto her mattress. Panting, she gradually became aware of the wetness underneath her ass. She shifted and giggled a little, still panting from her climax. Shower time now! Her phone beeped again.

Tentatively lifting it, she saw a message from Michael.

“well hows u today?wana meet later?”

Underneath was a message from Gary .

“ ur incredible…hope yours was as mind-blowing as mine!x”

Fiona smiled, wrapped a towel around her nubile body and made for the shower.