Another Flash/Chapter Two

Another Flash

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Chapter Two

She seemed to have fallen asleep with her face to the floor. So, after I changed into some new shorts, I went in search of my camera kit. I had snapped off at least two dozen shots before she started to come around. The tail coming out of her tail was the dogs bollocks; simply outstanding.

Then she gave me a wicked little smile when she noticed the camera, stood up and kicked her knickers off. I believe she wanted to model for me, with special emphasis on her bum and tail. She pulled up her skirt, flashed me her tail, and then spun on her heel, bent over and shook her gaping top, which offered a clear shot down to her fat mons.

Her poses were so terribly exciting, I could already feel it in my pants and the naughtier they were, the harder I became. That’s when I switched to video. Her provocative movements were hypnotic, like an erotic dance and I wanted to stroke myself while I watched her, but couldn’t hold the camera steady. So, I dug out the tripod and let her carry on to her heart’s content.

She pulled the straps over her arms and let her dress fall to her waist, and then bent over and wiggled the little strawberries on her chest at me, and in a husky voice insisted, “Take it out for me.”

“Grrr,” I growled, “You sexy minx,” and then ripped open my trousers and unleashed the angry beast, “What else should I do?”

In a very low voice, she demanded, “Pull on it for me.”

My hand never felt so good and while I tugged on it, she backed into me and rubbed her tail in my face, so I lifted her skirt and nibbled my lips around the foxy little tail, tugged and threatened to pull it from her arse. She grabbed the tail out of my hand and shook her finger, saying, “Naughty, naughty, I like my tail.”

“Nope, can’t have it,” I voiced, then grasped it between my teeth and shook it.

She pressed her bum cheeks into my face and demanded, “Kissy, kissy, bum, bum.”

A girl after my own heart. Of course, I was going to kiss her bum for her. Then I pulled on the tail a little, which stretched her pucker out, and then kissed, licked and nibbled every little wrinkle that fiercely clung to it.

“Want me to go on?” I asked while I twisted and tugged on the tail, “I believe I like this new tail and especially your bum hole.”

She ran her tongue over her lips, turned up her eyes and nodded with a great smile. It was not enough for me to lick around her tail, I wanted my tongue inside her tail. I tugged it until the plug popped out and before she could complain, I plugged my stiffened taster into her puckered socket, which made her purr. It also made her tuck her fingers into her split where they went so wild I thought she would remove the skin from her little nubbin. Then, I slipped the tail back into her arse and stroked myself in rhythm to her frisking fingers while she rolled her hips in gentle circles.

The girl was so hot, the more I watched her, the faster and harder I stroked until my crisis was upon me and I groaned, “This is for you...”

Although not quite as powerful as before, I lobbed jellied globs of white goo over her legs. Then, she groaned when she felt it strike them, doubled over and shook while an orgasm racked her little body.

“I believe my fox is so hot,” I told her while I stroked the hair around her soft, pointy ears.

“Well, I like my bezzie, hee, hee, hee,” she tittered, “Have you ever had a girlfriend?”

“Yes, I have. In a lot of ways you remind me of her. She’s the main reason I moved here.”

“What happened to her?”

“Her mum had to move a very long way away. It broke my heart and the memories of her in my old house were so strong I couldn’t bear to live there any longer.”

“How old was she?”

“She had just turned ten when she had to leave.”

“I’m almost ten. Would it upset you if I told you Arnie was my boyfriend?”

“No, it doesn’t bother me. Why did Arny leave?”

“He died and his sister sold the place. I still cry when I think of him.”

“We’re a sad lot, aren’t we, both of us grieving our loss.”

“Since you don’t have a girlfriend now, I could be yours… only, if, if... you want.”

“I would be privileged to have you as my girlfriend. But, I have to think about it. I really miss my Lacey.”

“Do you have pictures of her?”

“That I do. I have a lot of them and some videos. They’re pretty naughty though. Do you still want to see them?”

“I like naughty pictures. Did you do sexing with her?”

“You mean shagging don’t you? That we did and it’s in a lot of videos. If you like, I believe I have everything working so we can watch them on the tele?”

“We can? Everything on your big tele? I want to see the ones you made of me, too.”

After I hooked things up, I went back to first ones I made in the park up to the video where Lacey wanked me. Emmy pressed my hand between her legs and cuddled with me while we watched them. She added little comments, much like Lacey would have done, and then she dropped a bomb on me.

“I know those girls and even Lacey. They play footy in the park,” she explained to my surprise. In fact, I was stunned by the revelation, “I even played with them a few times. Most of them were in my school.”

The plot thickens… enter Bizzaro World. It was like divine providence brought us together. It was so overwhelming, it was very for me to wrap my head around it.

“That means you probably know Shelly? I have a bunch of pictures and videos of her,” I inquired.

“She’s a very naughty one and lives close us. I’ll bet you did things with her, didn’t you?”

“I’m afraid you’re right. She came around frequently.”

“Did you take Lacey places with you?”

“Yes, I did, all of the time. We even had a secret meadow we used to go to… and shag, among other things.”

“Will you take me there if I’m your girlfriend?”

I pulled her to me for a kiss, and agreed, “Course I will, no matter how I decide. Give me a few days to give you an answer so I can think about it.”

We were both somber and quiet the rest of the afternoon. The satisfying orgasms were draining and I was absorbed in my thoughts. Emmy too and I believed she was considerate and didn’t want to disturb me. We got a lot accomplished with the unpacking and there was a lot more to do than I expected. By the time she left, there was only my office and part of my bedroom to go. She gave me a deep, parting kiss before she departed and promised to pop in early the next day. For some reason, I wasn’t into my drink that evening and only had my usual couple of pints at the pub where I had supper. I already missed the girl and couldn’t shake her from my head. Then, I realized I hadn’t thought about my first love much today.

When I got back to my place, I looked at the pictures and watched the video I made of Emily earlier. I viewed them all several times and relived our time together. It even put some wood in my pants, which was amazing in itself, but wasn’t inclined to do anything about it. I would save it for her.

End Chapter Two

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