The Training of Fallen Angels (25 page)

‘I’d always had this thing about black girls but I’d never been out with one until then. There’s something special about them; not only the colour of their skin, which is beautiful, but their bone structure, their eyes, the way they walk –’

‘I think we get the general idea,’ Mike laughed.

Paul grinned. ‘Sorry,’ he said, ‘I was getting carried away. Anyway, this girl was beautiful. With that fleeting glance I had already worked that much out. I looked at her again and she smiled, the sweetest smile I had ever seen. Her eyes were huge and deep brown and her skin was almost golden and completely flawless. She had a very full mouth with thick, pouting lips and gleaming, white teeth.

‘I smiled back at her and looked away again. I pretended to be reading the advertisements on the carriage wall whilst I desperately tried to think of something to say that would not sound too pathetic. I was still pretty inexperienced in those days. I forced myself to look back at her again. Her head was turned away this time, so I was able to take a longer look. She was wearing a pair of tight, bright orange trousers that looked like they were made out of satin or something, and a white T-shirt. Her breasts weren’t big, but they were a nice, rounded shape, and she was obviously not wearing a bra. They were bobbing gently with the rhythm of the train, and I could see the size and shape of her nipples. I think I was beginning to sweat.

‘She suddenly turned her face towards me and looked straight into my eyes. She smiled again and I thought I would burst. I decided to go for it. She wouldn’t have been able to hear what I said from where I was sitting because of the racket the train was making, so I made a sign with my arm as if to ask her if I could move over to her. She nodded, and I was there in a flash. I asked her for her name, and she told me it was Candy. I resisted the obvious joke about it being a sweet name and told her mine. We started to chat and quickly we were talking as though we’d known each other for years. She was a student like me and was staying with friends in London for the weekend.

‘Anyway, to cut a long story short, she invited me to go back with her and meet her friends. I jumped at the chance. I was besotted. I’d never seen such a beautiful and warm girl in my life before. We arrived at her stop and got off the train, then I followed her like a pet dog up the escalator. All the way up I just stared at her bottom. It was perfect; really round and sticking out just a little too much which I found most appealing. And from the way her trousers hugged her bum it was obvious that she wasn’t wearing any panties. She’d either got a thong on or, better still, nothing at all. It took a lot of willpower for me to resist reaching out and stroking it, I can tell you.

‘When we reached the house where she was staying we found that her friends were still out. I was overjoyed. My mind was racing. I kept thinking to myself, would she, could she? She was so beautiful, though, so devastatingly gorgeous. I just couldn’t imagine a girl who looked as good as her being interested in me.

‘She made me the obligatory cup of coffee and we sat together on the sofa. We chatted for ages. I can’t
remember
anything that we talked about. As she spoke, I found myself staring at her mouth and imagining what it would be like to have those thick, wet lips around my cock. I was totally spellbound and had developed an incredible erection which I was having difficulty in concealing.

‘After a while, I excused myself to go to the toilet. I was so nervous and so hard that I could hardly manage to pee. I managed it eventually then washed my hands and walked back into the lounge. I couldn’t believe my eyes at what I saw. Candy was sitting with her back to me, looking over her shoulder with the most sultry expression on her face, and she was completely naked. I stood stock still, rooted to the spot. I could feel my knees trembling violently and my throat felt so dry it seemed to be closing up. She patted the side of the couch next to her and smiled sweetly. I managed to walk over to her without collapsing and sat down. Now, I could see her entire body, and it was even more perfect than I’d imagined. Her breasts seemed larger and her nipples jutted out firmly. Her waist was narrow and her legs were long and shapely with the cutest little bush of black hair between them. But it was her skin which captivated me the most. It seemed to shine, a flawless golden-brown that looked like it would taste delicious.

‘I stared at her groin and she opened her legs slightly, as if in invitation. I sat there like a dummy. She must have realised that she was going to have to make all the moves because she took hold of my hand and tugged it towards her so that I put my arm around her shoulder. She snuggled up close to me and I could smell her scent. My cock was as stiff as it could be and I was worried that I might come before I could get inside her. She put her face to mine and we kissed. Her lips were so soft and so incredibly
warm
. Her mouth seemed to want to engulf mine. Our tongues met and circled each other as we kissed. I put my free arm around her tiny waist and pulled her body towards mine, at the same time slipping back along the length of the sofa. She moved across me until, by the time I was lying down, she was on top of me with her legs spread on either side of mine. I could feel her pubic bone pressing hard against my erection and she began to move her hips against me, rubbing her cunt against my dick.

‘I ran my hands down her smooth back and cupped her fabulous bottom. She pressed herself even harder against me as I fondled her buttocks. I traced their pertness, then ran my fingertips along the cleft between them. She groaned, still kissing me passionately. Then she was tearing my shirt open and licking my chest. She took one of my nipples in her mouth and nibbled it whilst she finished undoing the buttons and then she wrenched my shirt from my trousers. I helped her by pulling my arms from the sleeves. As she threw the shirt across the room I pushed myself to sit up and tore off my shoes and socks in almost blind panic.

‘She sat back and watched as I unfastened my belt and pulled down the zip of my trousers. Then, all I was wearing was my boxer-shorts, with the front jutting out ludicrously. I don’t think I’d ever been so hard.

‘Candy knelt in front of me and looked up into my eyes. The expression on her face was a mixture of promise and lust. I couldn’t take my eyes off her mouth. Those lips, those thick, hot lips were going to suck my cock! I was actually going to get it inside that fabulous, sweet mouth! I prayed to every God known to mankind to help me stop shooting my load down her throat the minute that she touched me. She
reached
up and tugged the waistband of my shorts, pulling them quickly down to my ankles. My cock was sticking out like a flagpole. She looked at it and then put her finger to the end. It was wet. She worked the juice over the head with her fingertip, then circled my shaft with her warm hand. She moved her head forward, and looked up at me again as if asking permission.

‘She opened her mouth slowly, agonisingly slowly. She pushed her tongue forward, flat against her lower lip and took the wet end of my cock inside her mouth. As her luscious lips enveloped my raging stalk I felt it throb and bit my lip so hard that I tasted blood. She took the whole length into her mouth. No girl had ever done that to me before. I could feel her tongue circling my hard flesh as her lips sucked me. She had clearly done this many times before.

‘She drew her head back until just the head of my cock was inside her mouth. She licked rapidly around it and rubbed the stem slowly whilst cupping my balls with her free hand. I knew that, with much more of this treatment I was definitely going to come, but I desperately wanted to fuck her. I pulled her head back reluctantly and lifted her up to her feet by her arms. We gazed into each other’s eyes like true lovers. I kissed her gently on the mouth. She smiled suggestively, turned her back to me and knelt on the carpet, then bent forward and rested on her forearms so that her perfect bottom was presented to me in the most blatant but appealing fashion.

‘I kicked my shorts from my feet and knelt behind her. I couldn’t believe it. All my dreams, all my fantasies about making love to a girl like Candy, and now it was going to happen! I stroked those wonderful globes lovingly then bent forwards and kissed her at the top of her deep cleft. I caught the scent of her
pussy
, and knew that she was as aroused as I was. I ran my tongue around her buttocks and then between them until I was able to dip the end into her hot, little cunt. It tasted as delicious as it looked. I sucked her wet lips, drawing them into my mouth and nibbling them gently between my teeth. From the sound of her moans, she was obviously enjoying what I was doing, even though my experience of such things was somewhat limited.

‘I couldn’t hold back any longer. It had hardly been masterly foreplay, but I needed to fuck her badly. I moved my face from her bottom and took hold of my stalk by the root. I inched forward on my knees and pressed the head against her soaking sex-lips. They seemed to open for me automatically and I sank deep into her in one, long movement until my groin was pressed against her sumptuous bum. I held myself still, somehow managing to resist the temptation to pound in and out of her unmercifully, and looked in adoration at her lithe, shapely body. Then I began to move, slowly at first, gradually sliding my full length from her then back, until she engulfed it completely within her hot, wet flesh.

‘I reached under her and found her clitoris with my fingertips. I rubbed her hard bud gently as I increased the pace of my fucking and she began to move with me. Gradually we moved faster and faster until my groin was slapping noisily against her bottom. Candy started to groan loudly as she thrust against me. I rubbed her faster and harder. I was determined to make her come with me.

‘Suddenly, she raised herself up on to her hands and knees and held herself still with her head thrown back. I carried on pounding into her and rubbing her clitoris as hard and as fast as I could. I knew she was coming. She gave a long, low moan which
got
progressively louder until she squealed and gasped. I could feel the muscles of her cunt tightening and drawing my cock as deep as it would go into her. She suddenly rammed her backside hard against me and moaned again, then started panting like an animal. My cock felt like it was stretching inside her and swelling up to enormous proportions. I knew I was going to come with her. Nothing could stop me, and I didn’t want it to. The sensation was almost unbearable, tearing at my balls and my cock, right down to the root. I took my hand from her pussy and gripped her bottom tightly and came with an incredible surge of release. My cock throbbed violently as I sent jet after jet of sperm deep into her lovely, hot sheath. Candy wriggled her body and squirmed her backside against me and I felt her stiffen her thigh muscles to grip me hard within her. My orgasm seemed to last for ages as I pounded in and out of her, so hard that she fell forward on to her arms again.

‘It was at that precise moment that her friends decided to come back.’

Lisa stood in front of the full-length mirror and carefully checked her appearance. She smiled proudly. Mr Gee would surely not be able to resist her tonight. She smoothed her hands over the tight, rubber basque that moulded itself around her sumptuous form. If anything, her breasts looked even bigger, encased as they were in their black cocoon of sensuous, clinging material. Even her long nipples were clearly defined. The basque ended at her waist and hugged her closely, like the arms of a strong lover. Her freshly depilated pussy was bare and already the lips were pouting and wet. The shapely forms of her legs, made to appear even longer by the
remarkably
high heels of her shoes, were accentuated by shiny, rubber stockings which stretched almost to her groin. She touched herself between the legs and felt a charge of excitement course through her body. Yes, tonight she would have Mr Gee, and discover the truth about Grantham Manor.

She slipped on a small, black mini-dress and the outfit was complete. She ran her fingers through her long, blonde hair and stood sideways to the mirror. She breathed in deeply and held her stomach muscle taut. Her breasts jutted forward like ripe melons. She ran her fingertips over her nipples which made them even harder and more prominent under the silky dress. She checked her watch. He would be in his room, unaware of the delights that awaited him.

Lisa left her room and walked nervously along the corridor to the rear of the house. She couldn’t understand why she felt so terrified; he was just a man, after all. But there was something about him, something strange and powerful, and he exuded sensuality. She thought again about the time that he had made Janet come just by looking at her and she began to feel a surge of excitement within her trembling body. If he could do that to a girl with just his eyes, what on earth could he do to one with his body? She reached his door and stood still for a moment, barely daring to breath. She knocked lightly. There was no answer. She knocked again, louder this time. She could hear movement from the other side of the door. She ran her tongue over her lips and took a deep breath. The door opened.

‘Yes?’ Mr Gee stood in the doorway. He was dressed as always in a dark, formal suit. Somehow, he seemed taller, and more menacing. Lisa looked him directly in the eyes. For a second she felt her willpower fading away and was grabbed with the
desire
to turn and run. ‘What do you want, Lisa?’ he asked. His tone was officious and cold.

‘I wondered if I might see you,’ she replied, weakly. ‘I need to talk.’

Mr Gee stepped back and Lisa walked into the room. He motioned for her to sit down and she perched nervously on the edge of a chair. Mr Gee closed the door and sat opposite her. He regarded her curiously. She smiled slightly and glanced around the room, seeing nothing.

‘You’ve got a nice room,’ she said, angrily finding that her voice shook noticeably.

‘What do you want, Lisa?’ He was getting impatient. This wasn’t working.

‘I, I –’ She stopped short as she caught his gaze. He was working his magic on her. She felt a tremor of desire between her legs. It was now or never. She rose to her feet and unclasped the back of her dress. The flimsy garment slipped to the floor and she stepped out of it. She stood before him brazenly and saw him look directly at her pussy. She could actually feel the lips opening in invitation. He stood up to face her, then bent down and picked up her dress.