The eGirl by Michael Dalton Read Free Book Online

sue the man’s estate, but his wife was a little old lady with no kids who had just lost her husband. I hadn’t wanted to put her in the street. My grandfather had had Alzheimer’s, and I knew what she had been dealing with.
    As I pulled into the garage, a message from Selena came up on my phone.
    I’m just going to let you decide when we do anything, as much as I want you. Okay?
    I found her in the kitchen cleaning up. It was good to see her pretty again, and the change in her age was not that obvious.
    “I think I’ve decided. But you should know I haven’t done this in almost 18 months.”
    She smiled.
    “I do know that. And I’ve never done it, as much as I know now.”
    “I’m just saying, I’m not ready for the last chapter of Level 4, or whatever is in there.”
    “I understand.” She came up and caressed my cheek. “Why don’t you just let me take care of you? I’ll do everything.”
    “Okay.”
    We went upstairs. She undressed me and had me lie on the bed. Then she took off her robe, and I briefly lost my breath. I had taken her face down to 85, but I suddenly realized that other than reducing the size of her breasts, I’d left her with the 100-lingerie-model body the Vertex people had given her at the football game.
    She was incredible.
    Her body was lean, smooth, and defined, everything from her arms, to her abdomen, to her perfectly proportioned butt and legs. Her breasts were high and firm, with hard pink nipples pointing up in the air. I could not imagine changing any of it.
    “You like?”
    “Yes.”
    “It’s all for you.”
    She came over to the bed. “Roll on your stomach. I’m going to take things slowly at first.”
    I did. She climbed onto the bed beside me, and for a long while did nothing but gently caress my back, dragging her fingers over me, sometimes trailing her hair as well, up and down, up and down. It was relaxing at the same time it slowly aroused me. She played softly with my butt, then my neck.
    Finally, when this had been going on at least twenty minutes, she had me roll over.
    Again the fingers and hair trailed over me, avoiding the sensitive spots at first, then moving closer and closer. Eventually she began lightly brushing her fingers over my nipples, or trailing her hair over my penis, a little bit at time.
    I knew it was a machine doing this, but I realized that I didn't care.
    I felt her hair settling over my chest, then her tongue gently caressing my left nipple. Then the other one. Then back. Now her fingers lightly traced over my cock and balls, ever so gently. This went on for long minutes, teasing and licking. I grew hard, and her fingertips danced over my erection.
    She began sucking my nipples more deliberately now, but still only teased my cock. Then, when I began feeling like I couldn’t take any more of this, she sat up and climbed between my legs. I felt her lifting my cock, then her hair settling onto my thighs. Then her mouth closed over me.
    Very, very slowly, she sank down, taking me in. I felt myself reaching her throat, going deeper, further than any woman had ever done for me. She hit bottom, nose touching my groin. I felt her tongue come out and caress my balls.
    I groaned. I had never felt anything like this before. Selena withdrew just as slowly, sucking, tongue swirling over me. When she reached the head, she stopped, and went back down.
    Up and down, all the way in and all the way out she went. I had to reach out and take her head in my hands, digging my fingers into her hair. One of her hands went between my legs, gently stroking under my balls. The other came up and began tweaking my nipples.
    Each time she bottomed out, she would lick and suck on my balls, somehow. The sensation of it made my head swim.
    I was going to come from much more of this. Then all at once, she stopped, leaning back. She took the hand that had been at my nipples and traced her fingertips over my slick cock. The other came up to her mouth. She sucked on it,