1. Emma and Symon's first time


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: kummata, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    Tahitians and how free they were and no guilt and all that other fucking shit. You can’t just stand back and watch what happens to us, you’re part of it too y’know; you’re part of us” “Emma?” Symon implored still racked with the guilt that he’d being trying so hard to banish from their new world. “No, please let me say what I want to say. Sarah was all gaga over you long before you did it with her. She was too scared to ask you until she couldn’t wait any more. It’s what you’ve taught us that it’s natural. Now there are no rules to say it’s wrong anymore; we can do what we feel. Something that feels that good can’t be bad or wrong or sinful, you said so!” “But….” Symon interjected. The urgency in Emma’s voice intensified. “Symon you can’t just fuck me once and say it was a mistake. It was fucking awesome and normal and natural. I want to keep doing it with you, gawwwdd, I need it!! Please don’t say no Mr Fuddy Duddy!” She pleaded. “Emma, I don’t know what to say right now; there’s still Sarah’s feelings, and I keep thinking that it’s wrong to be sleeping with her” “Oh shit, listen to yourself!” Emma was now becoming frustrated with Symon’s piety. “You’re still stuck in the old world and that’s gone and good riddance I say! Everything you have done for us makes sense. This is the way it’s supposed to be even though you didn’t expect to be a part of it. You have to say you’ll keep fucking me, you just have to or I’ll go crazy. You must have noticed how moody I’ve been, it’s ...
    because I see you going to bed with Sarah every night and doing it with her and I see the look on her face every morning. I don’t even need to look at her face I can smell you on her. I get so horny just smelling your fucking it’s all I can think about sometimes” Symon stood still looking at the desperation on Emma’s face. Her candor had split the atmosphere in the room and suddenly he was acutely aware of the musky scent of their frantic coupling hanging redolent in the air between them. He walked slowly to her and sat on the edge of the bed. Emma sprang forward and threw her arms around him almost squeezing the air out of him. Symon once more put his strong arms around her and as she cradled her head against him all at once every one of his senses joined as one. Strangely although often not for Symon, his thoughts briefly went to one of the tedious work place conferences he was obliged to attend and the silly role playing feel good exercises some psychology major had dreamed up. One in particular where they were required to lay on the floor and relax and ‘Allow all the energy to flow from their bodies’ and imaging they were floating light as a feather before focusing on every part of their body from tip to toe. Symon’s thoughts then returned to his current situation. He felt every fibre of Emma’s body as it pressed against him. Each strand of her soft hair brushing his flesh as she gently moved her head. He noted every gentle breath as it glided over his shoulder. Then those ...
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