1. Taking Shelter


    Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: ClarkRoberts, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    Yank?” “Torches, Americans call them flashlights not torches,” I replied. “You are totally daft,” Amelia said, not understanding my humor. She leaned into me and said, “Hold me.” “Oh, okay,” I replied, catching the desperation and dread in her voice. Pulling her into an embrace, I caught the pleasing aroma of her perfume. It filled my nostrils, overcoming the rank smell of fear that emanated from the people all around us. I felt her breasts pressing into my chest. My cock grew erect on its own volition. I asked, “Is that better?” “Much,” she replied, melding her body into mine. Huskily she said, “Kiss me.” I was surprised and asked, “What about you’re fiancé” “He may be dead for all I know,” she sighed. “We may be dead before this air raid is over. If these are to be my last moments, I want to fill them with as much pleasure as I can. I want to feel completely alive if I am to die tonight.” Slowly, I leaned my face closer to hers and softly brushed my lips to hers in a gentle kiss. I added a flirtatious tiny hint of tongue to my kiss. Amelia returned my kiss as though she were trying to merge her soul with mine. It was the kind of kiss that lived only in my dreams. I had never felt such desire. Forcing my tongue into her mouth until it fluttered with hers. The kiss only fueled the passionate flame building between us. Our loins lustfully ground together searching for further satisfaction. Boldly, I cupped Amelia’s breast and found it soft. I gave it a gentle squeeze. A quick ...
    inhale of breath from Amelia let me know she appreciated my attention. I wished I could have worked her breasts out of her dress so I could knead her warm bare flesh and tantalize her nipples. But, her dress wouldn’t allow it. Amelia broke the kiss, leaving my lips burning with desire and aching for another kiss. Sighing, she said, “Yank, I can think of worst ways to die than wrapped in your arms.” “That’s most nicest thing anyone as ever said to me,” I replied with a smile. Then I brushed my lips across hers, going back and forth three or four times before giving her another couple of soft kisses. Naughtily, she raised the hem of her dress to encourage my access to her pussy. Releasing her heaving breast, I trailed my hand down her torso. It trembled beneath her dress. I slid my fingers down the top of her panties and through her pubic air. I sank my middle finger deep into her simmering snatch. Pushing my palm against her clit, I heard her moan her pleasure. I whispered in Amelia’s ear, “You’re so wet.” “I want you so bad,” she panted back in my ear. She wrapped her arms around my neck and brought my face to hers, giving me a fiery kiss. Suddenly, we were totally lost in the intensity of the intimacy and bonded in the moment. I sawed my finger in and out of her pussy with unbridled excitement. I pressed my thumb all around her clit without touching it. Her body wiggled on my hand and she desperately whispered in my ear, “Please, please.” “Okay,” I replied with a grin. Her ...
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