Page 33 of Sold By The Siren


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“That’s what I saw you hand her, a fifty dollar bill? Come back down here for a kiss this time.”

I lower my face back down to hers until our lips are nearly touching, and she slaps me again.

“You mean youused tohave to pay her fifty dollars,” she says while gently caressing the back of my head. She puckers her lips, gives me a kiss as promised, and then pulls back. “And I’m not giving you fifty dollars.”

“It would be a hundred now. Ouch!”

“Okay, that felt good,” she says with a smile. “The kissingisbetter, though, so I better not hear anyone else’s name but mine. Got it?”

“Yes, Mari!”

“Good. Now let’s go,” she says. We continue walking along until she stops suddenly. “The first time I saw you, I was hiding behind this rock after your former therapist took my clothes. Indulge me for a moment, would you?”

“Of course, Mari,” I say, ready to oblige.

“Wait here,” she says. I immediately perk up with concern as she disappears behind the rock and foliage.

I feel my throat letting out soft panting breaths as Mari emerges in a white bra and cute white panties with polka dots. She hands me her rolled-up shorts and T-shirt. I look her over. She somehow manages to be cute and sexy at the same time.

“I was going to take everything off, but you have to promise, no touching. We’re just going to swim, right?”

“Unless you tell me too, I promise.”

“Good. You can touch my clothes,” she says with an air of authority.

I’m confused, looking at her shorts and T-shirt clutched between my arm and side.

“Not those clothes!” she says. She looks down at herself, then back up at me.

“Oh!”

“Don’t worry. You don’t have to steal my underwear. I’ll let you take them. As long as you can keep your promise.”

I take a step closer and put one arm around her. Sliding my thumb under the clasp of her bra, two of my fingers move in one direction while my thumb pushes in the other. Her bra falls to the ground, revealing firm, perky breasts with small, round caramel areolas and hard nipples pointing at me. Her stomach shows just a slight development of abs. Her legs are strong and toned. She has a perfect petite but athletic body. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve this. My dream is coming true.

“I made the same promise to myself,” she admits as she takes a step back. I hear a soft sigh as she starts to step closer again, then stops. “We both need to slow down.”

“If that’s what you want,” I say. Then I reach over my shoulder and pull my shirt over my head with my free hand. I notice her admiring my chest as I’m still admiring hers. Reaching down, I use my thumb and fingers to unbutton and unzip my cargo shorts. I lean down and start taking them off, trying not to go too fast. I start to trip as I pick up Mari’s bra but catch myself as I step out of the shorts. She giggles, and for a second, I feel my face grow hot with embarrassment. That is until I stand and hear another soft gasp, making me relax. It feels like she’s tasting my body with her eyes. And it feels good.

“We can slow down and swim like this if that’s what you want,” I say, only wearing my dark blue boxer briefs now. I bundle the shorts and bra with the rest of our clothes and the towel.

“Damn, you’re making this hard,” she says while continuing to eye me up and down.

I look down at my bulge pitching a tent, then back up at her with a mischievous grin.

“Oh, shut up!” she says.

“I didn’t say anything,” I say, smiling wide.

Mari takes a deep breath, then quickly bends forward, pulls her panties down to her ankles, and steps out of them. As she stands, I can see the top of the straight line of her completely shaved pussy. I can’t speak as I’m nearly hyperventilating. She’s looking at me expectantly.

“Take yours off,” she commands. “Put the towel down and place our clothes on it.”

She looks and sounds like an exotic goddess standing before me here in the forest. I comply with her order. It’s difficult, but I take a breath and move slower, less awkward this time, as I step out of my briefs. My dick is standing at attention with the beautiful cure to my condition right in front of me.

“Now come here,” she says, reaching her hand out, seeming to be going for my cock. Then she lets out a breath and takes my hand instead. “Let’s get in the water.”

She gently leads me until we’re in the lake up to our knees. I stop, and we turn to look at each other. I want to kiss her, to touch her. I want to take her right here. Damned promise.

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