Pantasia 3:
Forever on the Isle of Never
-
a novel by Mardi
Ballou
The set-up: Sparks began to fly the moment Nan
Sullivan and Mike Darlin met. Now he’s taken her out to a construction
site so they can discuss the specs for the pottery studio and kiln she’s
supposed to give him directions for building
* * * *
Now she lay in the crumbly earth in her bra and panties. The ground caressed
her skin, filling her with a sense of wellbeing. Mike leaned over her, his
erection nudging her hip.
Nan lay with her arms and legs open in invitation to Mike, to the future.
She opened her eyes and drank in the sight of his magnificent cock, a drop
of pre-cum on the tip pearling in the sunshine.
“You’re beautiful,” Mike murmured. “May I?” He reached under her to unhook
her bra.
“Oh, yes.” She wanted to be naked with him, and she loved that he would
perform the final steps of the striptease for her. Once he had her bra off,
Mike laid his head between her breasts and took one in each hand. Nan quivered
at his touch, and she closed her eyes again. Mike slowly traced the contours
of her breasts with his fingers, raising goose bumps of pleasure wherever
he touched. So much better than her imagination. Nan felt torn between wanting
him to move quickly and wanting him to take all the time in the world. With
his fingertips he teased her nipples, which grew large and stiff from his
attentions.
“It’s been a long time for me,” Nan said.
He raised his head from his perch between her breasts. “Me, too. I don’t
know how long I can wait...”
Knowing how ready she was, she shook her head. “I don’t know how long I
can either.”
He growled and lowered his head to suckle her breast. Nan shivered with
pleasure at the feel of his tongue and lips on her sensitive areola.
As he licked and sucked, Mike put his hand over her pussy, and Nan gasped
at his touch. She was so hot and wet, she practically sizzled. With his
finger he wedged the silk of her panties into her mound, and she couldn’t
help herself, couldn’t hold back. She rode his finger, surrounding him with
silken moistness. Sparks of ecstasy flared inside her.
Never breaking his kiss, Mike tugged at the elastic of her panties and
quickly pulled them down. And then he lay down on top of her, with his cock
at the mouth of her pussy.
©
2005 Mardi Ballou
