not been much more mature than the boys of high school. She had entered into her few sexual encounters more for the experience than for the emotion. She felt that she was now ready for a mature relationship, and she hoped Justin could be the man she was looking for. Although she had not known him long, Kelly felt that Justin had a depth to his character and a wealth of experience that had been lacking in her prior relationships. She was ready for a real man, not a fantasy dream lover. She was ready to trust him with her emotional as well as her physical wellbeing.
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In the suite, Justin took Kelly’s hand and walked her to the master bedroom. He slowly unbuttoned her silk tunic and slipped if off her shoulders. He slid the leggings down her legs and she was left standing in four-inch heels, a black thong, and black, lace bra. Very nice! he thought. “You’re just beautiful you know. So sweet and unsullied. So different…” he hesitated. So different from Alexa . The extreme relationship he and Alexa had shared had left Justin with a bad feeling. He didn’t want to repeat that type of situation with Kelly.
Kelly unbuttoned Justin’s black silk shirt and pulled it from the waistband of his trousers. She ran her hands through the dark hair on his muscled chest and sighed. His body was like a marble statue, perfectly in proportion and completely symmetrical. He slipped out of his trousers and stood naked, his body tan and well-muscled, and his cock fully erect. He could see her reaction as she swallowed hard and her mouth seemed to go dry.
“You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen, with clothes or without,” Kelly said, as she looked at his darkly rugged perfection.
Justin picked her up and carried her to the red, satin-covered bed and laid her in the center. He knelt beside her on the bed and just looked at her. This was different for him, a sexual encounter with no Dom/sub overtones. He removed her bra and thong and took off the four-inch spike heels one by one.
Vanilla sex had never been the mainstay of his repertoire. Justin had been introduced to the kinkier aspects of sexuality at a young age. He and his brother had watched their father’s activities in his private playroom in the slave quarters at the Devereau Plantation for some time before they had been discovered. They thought it was just an amazing adventure. Phillip Devereau had promptly sent them to Jesuit boarding school in Pennsylvania. Far enough away, Phillip thought, to keep them out of trouble. That, of course, was overly optimistic and definitely not to be the case. The two boys had given the Jesuits a run for their money! Away from home and Max, the only steady male adult in their lives, they had run rampant at boarding school. They had fallen in with a wild crowd of young men with too much money and too much free time. Before things had gotten too far out of hand, Max had stepped in to settle them down with the none too gentle assistance of the Jesuit fathers who were no fools and not known for putting up with any monkey business. All in all, it had been a good experience for both the brothers, who still had some vivid memories of the character-building encounters.
Justin ran his hands down her body, stopping to enjoy the journey from beautiful, high, round breasts, then over her sweetly curved belly, to the curly nest of dark hair, neatly trimmed, encircling her sweet, pink pussy. He spread her legs and ran his fingers along her slit, circling her now pulsing clit. She was wet and ready, but he was going to take his time and make this a truly memorable experience. He had all the control of a very experienced lover, and he could tell that her experience was limited.
“Justin, please…this is embarrassing.”
“Don’t tell me no one has ever played with this beautiful pussy,” he said. “That would be a crime against nature.” He dipped two fingers into her aching channel and slowly withdrew them, plunging again and
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