Framework of the Frontier by Sain Artwell (classic books for 11 year olds txt) 📗

scarf, skirt, and unraveling the laces of her leather vest.

William caught her wrist, breaking the kiss. “Whoa there, I’m as eager as you, but, we’re not in a hurry. I can do the stripping.”

“But, it’s nearly sunset.” Her eyes blinked open, though he could barely see them anymore — the spell had ended. “You wanted to join Orien’s Band for dinner.”

“I’ll apologize tomorrow for missing it.” William slid his hand from her neck to breast, taking a greedy sample of her soft chest before caressing the rest of her luscious figure. “There’ll be chances to hang out with them, but I’m only gonna have one first time with you. Or, did you want to go? If you’re hungry, I guess we can go…”

“Nooo! I’m not.” He heard the grin in her inflection and felt it through the kiss. When she spoke again, that soft voice of hers had a new sultry undertone that made love to his brain. “Thank you, Will. Here, let me show you how to take this off so you’ll remember whenever you want to make me yours again.”

She wrapped her fingers around his, guiding him through the strings of her top. He was already rock solid by the time the last restraints around her breasts were peeled open. Despite saying he wanted to take it slow, William could’t.

With sank his lips and teeth into the tender expanse of her heavy breasts, discovering through Ember’s delighted murmurs how wonderfully sensitive they were. Simply biting the big puffy nipples between his teeth made her mewl, and suckling on them released sounds positively orgasmic.

“I’ll come back to these later,” he promised, a nipple still in his lips while he helped Ember shimmy out of her panties. They were hot, wet, and sticky.

Kissing him with desperate heat, she unbuckled his belt and aided gently to pull off the tunic.

“Please tell me if I accidentally touch the wounds too hard. I’ll try to be careful,” she said, giving his cheek a soft nibble as she felt his erection, tracing its size and shape in the darkness. “Oh? Oo-oh… Uh-oh.”

“Is that a good uh-oh?” he asked.

“Nervous good.”

William chuckled, getting his own fill of her gorgeous body, gently kneading at her thick thighs and ass to his heart’s content, not forgetting to test how fluffy her tail was. It was extremely fluffy and pleasant to fondle and elicited fun sounds from her. Ember’s uh-oh’s deepened to appreciative moans when his fingers found her steaming slit and parted a pair of lips slick with arousal. Above and around them he felt a big patch of soft hair, similar but thicker than the fur that covered her up to the thighs.

Her sloppy attention on his cock paused when his finger slid in, causing Ember to arch her back with a moan, pressing the heavy breasts against his chest. Unhealed wounds stung from the friction, but pain was a distant afterthought leagues beneath pleasures he was going to have with this stunning faun before him.

William leaned into her, nibbling an ear. “God damn you’re sexy Ember.”

“You too. I like your scent.” She leaned against him, kissing his neck, breathing deep, panting against him as she whispered, “I have a secret…”

“Oh?” He pressed a finger into her, eliciting a whimper.

She struggled to keep her giggle steady, “It’s naughty. Very embarrassing.”

“You damn tease…” William pinched her naughty butt, making Ember yelp softly.

“I might have perhaps thought of dirty things when sniffing the scarf you borrowed…”

“Perv.” He couldn’t take this girl anymore. William gripped the front of her sex, massaging her clit with intent to draw pleasure.

“Mnnh, ahhh, Will…” Ember’s nails dung into him as a shiver ran in the muscles of her legs.

William guided her plump ass against a solid surface that she could be fucked against. A hasty horny exchange of kisses continued throughout as Ember shifted her hips, begging for cock. William smacked his erection against her soft tummy. Her fingers hurried to help him align against her.

“Here, put it in. Please, please hurry,” Ember huffed against his lips.

William grunted as first shivers of tight pleasure kissed his tip. So damn tight. He paused, gripping her sweat dusked thighs and ass as he leaned in. She pawed at his hair, whimpering labored sounds of pleasure and murmuring horny encouragement. Working against the hot clench of her sex, William grunted and pushed, easing into Ember until her huffs turned to moans, and moans into a continuous whimper, until their hips made the first lewd smack of the night.

Her pulse drummed against his cock as they relished the moment. Every tiny shift of Ember’s hips and legs sent shivers through him and drew happy moans from her.

She chuckled, pulling him closer for a peck on the nose. “Feels good. Your… Ahh, it throbs. I love it. Is it good for you? What should I do?”

“Oh, it is good, trust me.” William breathed deep, searching for her breast for another teasing knead of the sensitive flesh and a pinch of the nip. Her cunt tightened. “Be your cute self, do what feels good, and tell me when you like something I do.”

Ember nuzzled against his chin, almost purring as William trailed kisses down from her neck to breast, taking a nipple in his mouth. He began to work his hips, drawing back in a slow savory pace, assuming a firm fucking grip on her horn, while leaving one hand free to roam her body. It took another long steady thrust and draw for Ember to recover and join the dance towards orgasms.

Though it was a slow lovemaking of adoring gropes and soft little kisses, her cunny was anything but slow in working his shaft. The silky gyrations began building up. Building up and up until the impending high could no longer be stopped. Ember sensed it.

She met his movements