Sweet Torments: The Best of Alex Jordaine by Alex Jordaine Read Free Book Online Page B

Helena to a tumultuous orgasm with her tongue she comes copiously, warm seed spurting from her shaft in profusion into Helena’s open mouth.
    As her hard cock pulses in Helena’s mouth Helena swallows all her come, drawing it down as it spurts onto the back of her tongue. That come tastes delicious to Helena; it is like nectar. It also seems to be some kind of sleeping draught because she soon becomes extremely drowsy. She watches her beautiful Oriental lover gently slip back into the lake and begin to swim slowly away. And as the last red streaks of the sun finally dissolve into the horizon, Helena drifts off into a deep, blissful sleep.
    She awakes the next morning at daybreak. At one end of the sky a line of blue appears and spreads slowly across the horizon. When the sun first appears, that blue is swallowed up by bright transparent morning light. She is invigorated by this beautiful early morning sight. A new day has begun.
    Helena feels fantastic after her long and dreamless sleep, suffused with life and strength, alive in every pore of her body. She’s conscious of energy surging through her, energy that fills her body and swells her sex. She feels like Venus rising. She is Venus rising. Helena is feeling even sexier than before too, indescribably horny: like she could fuck the world. She wonders in awe what the hell was in that nectar. Helena also wonders what this new day will bring.
    She has a wash and a swim in the rippling lake and then dries herself in the gentle morning sunshine. After eating some nuts and berries and refreshing her thirst, Helena decides to resume her travels. As she wanders off in search of further exciting sexual encounters little does she realise that she is about to meet the darkly handsome man who is going to be both her partner in these encounters and the love of her life.
    She is to find him just around the corner, in fact. On a patch of soft grass within a sun-dappled clearing she first sets eyes on Chris. He is lying on his back and is sporting a gigantic hard-on, which he’s working with his fist. He is smoothing his palm over his shaft – pressing it, teasing it – oblivious to everything but his onanistic pleasure.
    Helena steps lithely over to him and interrupts his erotic reverie. ‘Who might you be?’ she asks. The sound of her voice coming out of nowhere like this causes Chris to look up at her in surprise. The instant he does their eyes meet and the intensely strong mutual attraction they feel is so immediate that it is like a lightning strike.
    ‘I’m Chris,’ he pants, letting go of his hard cock. His mahogany-brown eyes are glittering with desire. ‘And who are you?’
    ‘Helena,’ she says, adding as she gestures towards his erection, ‘let me help you with that.’ Helena then kneels between Chris’s legs on the grass, stretches her lips and wraps them around his erection, letting it slide in slowly.
    She begins to work her mouth up and down, cascading her tongue across the hard length of his flesh. Then she builds up momentum, Chris’s shaft in her mouth growing more urgent all the time. His breathing starts to quicken more and more until he seems to be on the point of climaxing … which is when she stops blowing him, withdrawing his throbbing erection from her mouth.
    ‘I want you to lick my pussy now, Chris,’ Helena says, climbing away from his body. She then lies on her back and opens her legs. Chris slithers between her shapely thighs and snakes out his tongue, putting it into her wet pussy. Helena arches upwards, her knees up and legs spread apart as he tongues her sex, his face becoming shiny with her juices.
    Helena wants to feel something other than Chris’s sinuous tongue working on her sex now, though. She wants to feel his hard cock inside her. Shifting position again, she gets him to lie on his back so that she can guide him inside her.
    Chris groans with Helena’s movements as she pushes her hips down, fitting her wet pussy round his