Escape Into Ecstacy

An eBook By Jake Marlow.

"Cam," she said weakly.

"Yes, Emily," he breathed between kisses.

"What did you give me? I know it wasn't just a supplement. Tell me, I'm not mad."

"It's called Foxy. It's just something to make you feel good, but not really fuck you up. You don't feel too fucked up, do you?"

"No, I feel soooo good," Emily said as Cam resumed kissing her neck. Foxy was a good name for what she felt, she decided. Still, she hesitated going after what she wanted. "I don't think we should do this." It sounded as hollow to her as she knew it did to him. There was no denying she wanted him.

"Do you want me to stop?"

Now he was fully massaging her breast and her nipple pressed into his palm and the truth came out before she could stop it.

"No..."

"Me neither."

Cam was gently rolling her nipple and the pleasure was like a physical force assailing her body. "But..." she started. It was all she could get out. She wanted to say, "But I don't have any experience. I've only been with one man. I'm not that kind of girl," but she was feeling very much like that kind of girl at the moment. Rob was the only man she'd ever slept with and she was extremely self-conscious about it. She was afraid she would do something wrong or she wouldn't be any good. She didn't want Cam to be disappointed. She was sure he'd been with some incredible women. She also didn't sleep with strangers. She knew it was wrong. That wasn't how she was raised. And yet, she had never known need so powerful. She'd never wanted a man the way she wanted Cam. Every touch, every kiss was a tiny explosion beneath her skin. Every nerve was singing at once. How could he make a simple caress feel so erotic? All of Emily's arguments against sleeping with Cam went unsaid because she simply wanted him and her desire was far more powerful than her objections.

Emily felt Cam moving her back toward the bed and she went with it, sitting down on the edge. He knelt in front of her and when he pulled the bottom of her shirt up, she raised her arms so he could get it over her head. Cam started kissing her breasts and Emily moaned loudly. Her unusually sensitive breasts were on fire from his kisses and she jumped every time his lips found her nipple through the thin nylon of her bra. Her nipples throbbed to Cam's touch and she wanted to grab him by the hair and force his mouth to her nipple, to keep him sucking and licking it. With deft flick of his thumb and forefinger, Cam popped open the front hook on Emily's bra and he gave her exactly what she was longing for, catching her nipple in his mouth and sucking it hungrily. Emily pushed her breast into Cam's mouth and raked her fingers through his thick hair and rubbed his shoulders. He was pinching and rolling her other nipple and then he moved back and forth between her breasts, sucking on one until she thought she would scream, and then attacking the other. It was driving Emily out of her mind and when his hand moved up her skirt, she eagerly parted her legs, hoping he would relieve the pressure building up down there. Cam rubbed her through soaked panties, pushing the fabric between her slick lips so he could caress them skin-to-skin.

"Ohhhh Cam," Emily moaned, hanging her head forward and kissing the side of his face. God he was an amazing lover and it was dawning on her that if Cam wanted to fuck her that she was going to let him. He pulled her panties down and Emily lifted her hips to let him. He pushed her skirt up around her waist and was kissing her thighs, tongue flicking up toward her pussy. Emily trembled and was self-conscious. She wanted him to go down on her, but she was scared. Rob hadn't done that in ages and it made her wonder if there was something wrong with her. But if Cam had a problem, he did not show it, for he kept kissing upward until his face was right between her thighs.

Emily put a leg over Cam's shoulder and she pulled him in tighter when he started kissing her pussy. She leaned forward, scratching her nails down his back and gasped from the pleasure she was receiving. Cam's tongue flickered over her lips, then pressed between them, mining for her moisture, and then flickered over her clit, making her shoot up straight and moan his name loudly. It was hard to remember she should stay quiet because of the other people in the house.

Cam pushed her onto her back and lifted her other leg over his shoulder. Now he slid both hands under her ass and he was pressing her pussy up against his mouth as he feasted on her. Both his thumbs rubbed little circles over her pussylips and even slipped between them. Emily was in absolute heaven. She was gasping for air and clutching fistfuls of the sheets and she pushed her hips at his mouth. Her lips moved, but only incoherent moans came out and she looked down to watch her handsome lover licking her. She had no idea anything could feel so good. Nothing in her experience had come close. Rob never made her feel like this. She felt so free, like she could do anything. It felt so good she almost felt like she loved Cam, even if it was a ridiculous notion.

A tiny spiral started deep in inside her. Currents shot from her clit, which Cam was sucking on, and fed the spiral of pleasure, causing it to grow and spin faster and faster. Soon it was filling her pussy and going beyond, up her chest and flowing out her arms and legs. Emily was crying out uncontrollably and loudly, filling the bedroom with her sounds of ecstasy. She couldn't quite be sure what was happening, because she'd never felt anything like this before, but then the spiral reached her fingertips and her head and everything just exploded in brilliance.

"Ohhhhhh..." Emily cried, arching her back, clenching the sheets in her hands so hard it hurt. Her entire body was flowing with energy and it tightened and relaxed over and over and she seemed to be vibrating, like she'd struck a beautiful chord. And then Emily realized that she was having an orgasm...

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