This is a direct follow on from Saving Eva from Abuse, the stories are fairly short so if you haven’t it would be worth reading this first.

Comments and stars are much appreciated.

Eva

I went to the spare room as directed, sat on the bed and waited until I was sure Bob had finished in the bathroom before I ventured out. I used the bathroom and had a shower. I lay in bed wondering why, why he didn’t want me in his bed.

I slept for a while then had to get up for a wee and of course couldn’t get back to sleep. I tossed and turned for hours, well maybe an hour then wondered sod it and went back to the bathroom. I cleaned my teeth and crept into his bed and without touching him I lay beside him. I could feel the heat off his body.

Laying on my side just looking at him, my wrist getting pins and needles as I rested my head on it. He woke up, turned round and looked at me for a long time. He smiled and told me to make a cup of tea!

Bob

It took some will power to send Eva to the spare room but I don’t want a thank you fuck. I went to bed and slept. I woke up and something was wrong, different anyway. I turned over and there was Eva smiling at me, her mint fresh breath wafting over me. I could see by her nipple peaked nightie she was feeling amorous. At least she couldn’t see my morning erection.

“Make a brew,” I said to her, much to her surprise. After a few seconds she got out of bed and made her way to the kitchen. She was wearing a nightie, a long t-shirt really, it didn’t quite cover the bottom of her bottom. I discover that very sexy, do girls know these things?

She came back in with two mugs of tea and we sat up in bed drinking them. She has quite large tits, well kept hidden all these months at work and her nipples were tenting her nightie which only just covered her pussy. She had not got under the covers which displayed her long legs and kept my erection out of sight.

It was obvious that she was mine to do with what I liked and for fuck sake there is no way I can withstand her, hell why should I. “Stand up and take the nightie off,” I quietly ordered her. She walked around to my side of the bed and crossing her arms pulled the nightie over her head. Despite the way she had been behaving she was quite shy as she was standing there naked, covering her pussy with her hand. I knew how slim she was having massaged her ribs but did not suspect what gorgeous tits she had. I could find out why she did not cover them when she covered her pussy.

“My what gorgeous tits you have been hiding all this time.” I threw the covers back and got out of bed. I was wearing boxer shorts and my erection was plain to see. I took her hand, the one that was not covering her pussy and led her into the lounge. “Put your hands by your side,” I ordered, remaining quietly calm and expecting no protest and not getting any.

She stood looking me in the eye and smiling. I looked her up and down, amazed that the mousy girl from work could look like this. The crowning feature was her magnificent tits and I’m not a tit man. She pushed her long brown hair which had partly been covering her tits back lifting them, God it’s hard to discover superlatives.

Her hips were perhaps a little wide for her small waist, but with her big tits her vital statistics would make bust and hips equal. She had a thigh gap and peeping through pubic hair was a cute little pussy. She really has a gorgeous figure. “Turn around,” no hesitation. She has a lovely arse and that charming upside down T made by the join between her arse and bum crack was alluring.

“Put your hands on your head,” I remained behind her and crushed her tits in. “Are you going to do as you are told?”

“Yes, sir,” she replied.

I was kissing her neck. “I will shave your pussy later but first you are going to fuck me, cowgirl style and facing me so I can watch your tits bounce. This should not cause further pain to your bruises.”

“Oh yes sir,” I lay on the floor and she squatted on me. My cock slipped easily into her and she bounced up and down on me. And as expected her tits jiggled beautifully and she swung them from side to side until I grabbed them.

“Stop, sit on the couch,” I stood, my cock, hard and shiny with her juices pointing at her. “Spread your legs,” I moved between them and pulled her to the edge of the seat. This pushed her hips up. I got down on my knees and took her clitoris in my mouth.

“Yeowww!” she exclaimed. I did not relent keeping her engorged clit between my tongue and top teeth, I manipulated it until she was bucking like a real cowgirl and I had difficulty keeping a hold on it. I was near to drowning in her squirting. “Oh God, oh God she kept gasping” When she had settled I restarted working on her clit.”No, no, no,” she pleaded which I ignored.

“Yiiiiikkes,” she had another orgasm. “Please sir, no more, I can’t take anymore. Please.” I released her clit and moved to her tits, sucking her nipples, being careful to take the weight on my hands so as not to hurt her bruises.

“Stand up and bend over with your hands on the seat,” I ordered. Her pussy looked delicious from this angle, what the hell it was delicious. I separated her pussy lips with my thumbs and inserted my cock, holding her hips I fucked her. It didn’t take me too long to cum as far into her pussy as I could. Fuck, is she on the pill?

“Are you on the pill?”

“Yes sir.” was the answer much to my relief.

Eva

I had everything arranged when he woke up and saw me. My nightie was just covering my pussy but left my long legs on display. My nipples were poking out, pushing the tight cloth of my nightie into two peaks. I looked as good as I could and he sent me to brew up! Christ I was throwing myself at him and he sent me to make tea.

We sat up in bed and drank the tea, me continuing to display my long legs and tits. He told me to stand by the bed and take my nightie off, I moved round to his side and oh so slowly pulled it over my head, keeping my hands up as long as efficient to show my tits to their best.

I was stark naked having purposely left my knickers off, I covered my pussy with my hand but did arch my back to push my tits out. He jumped out of bed wearing boxers which did nothing to hide his erection. Took my hand and led me into the lounge and just looked at me. The way he looked sent shivers down my spine and through my pussy.

He was looking at my tits, some of my hair was covering them which gave me a good reason to clear it and raise my arms again. He made me turn around, I could feel his eyes scrutinising my fat bum. I put my hands on my head and his hands came round my front and pressed my boobs in, my nipples must have been pressed into his palms.

He whispered ‘are you gonna do as you’re told’ and my legs turned to jelly, oh yes please whatever you say. He’s gonna shave my pussy! God, the view he will have.

He lay on the floor and I squatted above him and his cock slid into me with little difficulty. Wow, it was wonderful, I lifted myself to the point that his cock was almost out of my pussy before I rammed back down so I had every millimetre in me. Repeat, repeat, repeat. His face said that he was enjoying this and his eyes never left my boobs which were bouncing beautifully so I swung them from side to side.

It was building up, that tingling sensation centred around my pussy but also through my stomach and up to my nipples. Strangely when I am really turned on I get this bizarre pins and needles feeling at the back of my neck and I had it now, oh yes I had it now.

I had to get off him, just when things were warming up. I was expecting him to fuck me as I sat back on the couch legs akimbo but he captured my clit in his mouth and worked wonders. Oh God the back of my neck was on fire but that was nothing compared to what was happening in my pussy.

I had a huge orgasm, the first, it turned out of many. Oh God it was wonderful, I was in heaven, I came again, I squirted for the first time ever. I begged him to stop, he was gonna kill me. He didn’t – stop or kill me and yet another orgasm. He sucked my painfully erect nipples before had me bend over and fucked me. It did not take long for him to cum.

I told him I was on the pill.

To be continued.