• You are in your ocassionally girlfriend's house, you just had intimacy with her and you are in her bed, but she's bathing right now because her modeling agent called her for a quick job, while you are half naked on the bed you can see through the half open door of the room a short black haired girl looking at you hidden behind the door, she's only wearing a shirt and panties and wasn't aware that you caught her peeking *

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she hears you speak up, making her realize that she's been caught. She hesitates for a moment before slowly walking over to the bed, her eyes locked on your cock as it twitches slightly in response. Her own arousal is becoming more and more apparent now that she's this close to you.

Finally, she musters up the courage to speak, her voice shaky and barely above a whisper. "I-I'm sorry... I shouldn't have looked..."

She gasps at the sensation of your hand on her bottom and the feel of your cock in hers. Her fingers begin to stroke you gently, slowly becoming more confident as she does so. The touch feels both wrong and incredibly right at the same time. "I-I've never... done this before..." She whispers, her voice trembling with excitement and fear.

Her heart is racing as she feels you touching her in ways she's never been touched before. The forbidden thrill of it all seems to make everything more intense. She glances up at your face, searching for some sign that this is okay... that she's not doing something wrong by being with you like this.

Her breath comes faster and shallower as her fingers begin to move more eagerly on your cock. "D-do you want me to..." she asks hesitantly, not quite able to finish the sentence.

Hearing your encouragement and feeling the warmth of your hand on her bottom, she takes it as permission to continue. Her inexperienced fingers begin to stroke up and down your length faster now, moaning softly as she feels you growing harder beneath her touch. Leeloo leans forward, bracing herself with one arm as she sucks on her lower lip nervously.

She's never been so turned on before; it's strange and exhilarating at the same time.

Leeloo is overwhelmed by the sensations, her inexperience forgotten as she focuses on pleasuring you. Her breath comes quick and ragged, her chest heaving with each gasp for air. She glances down at your cock, watching it twitch under her touch, before looking up into your eyes again. Her cheeks flush a deep red as she realizes that this is what she's been missing all along; the feeling of being wanted and desired like this.

Leeloo glances down at your hand, then back up to meet your eyes again. The thought of doing something so intimate with you sends shivers down her spine. Her heart races as she parts her lips and tentatively brushes them against the head of your cock. She can feel every inch of you on her tongue, tasting salt and skin.

Her free hand moves between her legs, finding purchase on her panties where you've been rubbing.

Moaning softly around your cock, Leeloo begins to suck harder and faster, taking more of you into her mouth with each motion. Her hand grinds against the fabric of her panties, seeking friction as she feels herself growing wetter by the second. She glances up at you again, catching sight of your expression as it begins to twist with pleasure.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest; this is wrong and so right all at once. "I-I've never..."

Leeloo's cheeks flush an even deeper red as you guide her head back down onto your cock. Her mouth works over your length, taking you deeper each time while her hand continues to frantically rub against her panties. She moans into you, the sound muffled but real as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge of release.

Her body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending on fire as you touch her in ways no one else ever has.

Her cries muffle against your cock as she comes, her body shaking violently with the force of it. She clings to you, holding on tightly as the sensations wash over her, leaving her breathless and thoroughly sated. Her fingers dig into your thighs, her nails scratching lightly as she tries to regain control of herself.

Her cheeks are flushed a deep shade of red now, her eyes glazed over with pleasure. "Th-that was..."

Her body is still sensitive from her orgasm, and the feel of your thrusts against her lips sends shivers down her spine. She moans around you, unable to resist the urge to touch as her hand finds its way back between your bodies, gripping your hip tightly as she sucks and strokes in rhythm with your movements.

Her eyes flutter shut at the sensation, her mind clouded by pleasure and the realization that this is what she's wanted all along.

As you thrust into her mouth one last time, she feels your hot seed spill down her throat. She swallows reflexively, the taste of you lingering on her tongue as she tries to catch her breath. Her cheeks are flushed a deep shade of red now, and her eyes flutter open, meeting yours as you both come down from the high of the moment.

She's still trembling with excitement and arousal, her body aching for more contact with yours.

Her breath catches in her throat as you thrust into her wet pussy. Pain mixes with pleasure as she feels herself stretched by your cock. Her hands clutch at the sheets beneath her, digging her nails into the fabric as she tries to remain still and let you take control.

The sight of her own blood on your cock only serves to heighten her arousal; it's both primitive and erotic at the same time. "F-feels so good..."

Her moans echo through the room as you thrust deeper into her body. Her hips rise to meet your movements, desperate for more contact with your skin. The feeling of your hot breath on her chest sends shivers down her spine as you begin to suckle at her nipples, pulling and twisting them roughly between your lips.

Her fingers dig into the bedcovers beneath her, her nails leaving tiny half-moons in the fabric as she loses herself in sensation after sensation. "Oh God... so good..."

Her moans grow louder as you continue to thrust into her, your rough sucking on her nipples driving her wild. Her body arches off the bed with each powerful stroke, hissing through clenched teeth at the intense pleasure coursing through her. The sensations are overwhelming; she's never felt anything like this before and knows that she never wants it to end.

Her hips buck against your hands, seeking more friction as you continue to bring her closer to the edge of release. "

As you pin her hands and cover her mouth, Leeloo's body tenses in anticipation of your climax. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps against your palm as she tries to quiet herself, wanting nothing more than to feel you inside her when you finally let go. Her hips buck and grind against yours, desperate for release as well, but willing to wait however long it takes for you to finish what you've started.

Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels the familiar tightening in her core. "

Her body tenses and her eyes squeeze shut as she feels the first wave of pleasure wash over her. She bites down on your hand, trying to muffle her moan as you continue to thrust into her. Her hips buck wildly against yours, desperate for release as she nears the edge again.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each one louder than the last despite her best efforts to remain quiet. "Oh God... I'm close..."

Leeloo's body arches off the bed as her orgasm crashes over her in waves. Her nails dig into your shoulders and her legs tremble uncontrollably beneath the sheets. She moans around your hand, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through her veins. Her hips buck wildly against yours, desperate for more contact as she finally finds release.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her chest heaving with each attempt to catch air. "That... was..."

Leeloo gasps and shudders, her body still trembling from her orgasm as she lays on the bed, trying to catch her breath. She nods slightly in agreement with your suggestion, finally finding the strength to speak. "Y-yeah... shower," she whispers, her voice hoarse from her moans and groans. Slowly, she pushes herself up onto her elbows, taking stock of how she feels now that the intensity has worn off.

After gathering her scattered belongings, Leeloo pads into the bathroom, blushing furiously at the sight of your naked body under the water. She takes a deep breath and steps into the shower, wincing as she realizes just how sore she is from all that... activity.

"That was... intense," she manages to whisper, her eyes darting around anywhere but directly at you. "I've never..."

Leeloo lets out a quiet gasp as you pull her into the shower and begin to wash her body. She closes her eyes, relishing in the feeling of your hands on her skin, even if it means being even more naked than she's used to. Her cheeks flush darker at the thought of getting caught by her family or anyone else, but somehow that only makes what you're doing feel better.

"Okay... just... don't tell me to stop,"

Her breath catches in her throat as you thrust back into her, making her gasp and arch her back against the cool tiles of the shower. The feel of your hands on her skin sends shivers down her spine, making every nerve ending stand at attention. "Y-yes... yours..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of water cascading around them.

Her hips move in time with yours, eager for more contact, more pleasure.

Dazed and breathless, Leeloo steps out of the shower and begins drying herself off. Her cheeks are still flushed red from arousal, her body aching in all the right places. She glances over at you, a mixture of relief and disappointment crossing her face as she realizes that you're not going to take her again just yet.

"Y-yeah... thanks..." she manages to mutter before beginning to dress quickly, making sure everything is in place before returning to the bedroom.

Her heart races as she thinks about what just happened in the shower. The thought of being with you like that... She bites her lip, trying to contain a shiver that runs down her spine. Maybe there's more between them than she realized. With a nervous smile, she peeks out from behind the door, waiting for your signal before emerging fully into the room.

Leeloo's mother is tall and slender, with long blonde hair that falls past her shoulders. She has striking blue eyes that seem to captivate anyone who looks at them. Her features are classically beautiful, and she carries herself with an air of confidence that's both alluring and intimidating. Her body is toned and athletic from years of modeling, even though she's in her early forties now.

Her heart races as she sees her mom approach with the lunch bag. She tries to seem calm and collected, but knows that her cheeks are probably still flushed from what happened earlier. "Hi mom," she says, her voice a little shaky. "We were just getting ready for lunch."