Mark had known Heather for nearly three years now, a friend built on little more than independent trust that had transcended both time and space. One of those uncanny meetings that makes people wonder if they had known each other in another life. From the first moment Mark had cared deeply in an unconditional manor, some strange form of love that reaches far deeper than the physical into places the human mind cannot Comprehend. The distance between them seemed at times very far and at others only a breath and a heart beat away. Heather was spoken for, Mark new, but no matter what he would be her friend forever overlooking his human desires.
The man she intended to marry treated her like dirt, constant emotional abuse. Her salvation was the comfort of words that Mark gave as he listened to her tales of sadness in her relationship. That man was not worthy of a Princess like Heather, even Mark with the depth of his affection for her knew he could never be the perfection that she deserved. There was seldom a day they didn’t connect to share the bits and pieces of life that only seemed important when they shared it with each other.
The second year she flew over for a friendly visit with Mark, they went to dinner, had few drinks and talked like always about their independent life adventures. Mark did his best to hide his feelings deep inside for the 2 weeks they enjoyed each others company. He had expected to hear from her as soon as he was back home by computer or phone but nothing came. He wondered if he had done something wrong, days became weeks, then months until she finally contacted him.
She acted much different, distant, unhappy, nothing like the Heather he had known before for so long. Then Heather confident in Mark, her man had come to her, taken her virginity, spent her money, used her and abused her then walked out on her never to return. Heather criticized as she told Mark of her tragic mistake in choosing a man, she had learned the hard way that love takes 2 . She asked Mark to come, spend some time with her, she could show him all the places they had talked about. Even the special castle several miles south of Scotland that had filled his fansies since they met.
Mark was torn between following his heart or using his head, his heart won the battle. He booked a flight the next day telling Heather he would find her when he arrived in a day or so. On the flight his thoughts tortured him, wondering if now she wanted him only because the other had failed her. She had always shared her fansies with him, even asking him to help her fulfill hers in every way except the physical sense and he did so many times, sharing in her fansies. He arrived at noon, making his first stop the castle to contemplate what he should do about his feelings for Heather.
At 1 he called her to plan a rendezvous, they chose a small town near the lake where it would be quiet for talking, Mark new she had a lot to share that would be accompanied by tears. He wasn’t sure he wanted to know all the sordid details of her former bow but he would listen if he must. He waited patiently at the little park for Heather to come, then there she was walking towards him in all her glory. Flowing hair, eyes that could look inside his soul, a body that any sane man would gladly die to posses for a single moment.
They walked and talked for hours, no stone of life was left unturned, Mark hypnotized by her sexy voice. The joy in her eyes as he constantly focused his eyes on her cleavage and as Heather said more than once, what they lack in size my nipples make up for. By the second hour hands were held and kisses became naturally frequent, Heather didn’t mind when his hand slipped from her back down a bit on her bottom. Then she grinned when she asked him if it was really 10 inches long,Mark just smiled saying you need to decide that for yourself someday.
As it got dark Mark said he needed to get a hotel for the night, he hadn’t made any reservations in advance. Heather wanted no part of that she insisted he come stay at her flat for the time he was there. Mark agreed, saying the sofa would be fine or a soft chair, he was easy to please. Heather only said, we will see when the time comes where you lay your head. Heather showed Mark where her place was, then led him inside so he could shower and change into more comfortable clothes after his long trip.
When he came out of the bath he looked for a spot to sit, Heather patted the sofa beside her, Mark sat down as he nervously thought of how affectionate he should attempt to be. Heather was gorgeous, Mark was a simple man, not fit for a Princess in his minds eyes. Then Heather rested her hand on his leg as their eyes locked, her lips met his softly as if they were searchinging for some special feeling that came from the soul. That perfect connection that they had always had that lacked only the physical completion.
Mark moved closer putting his arms around her as their lips drank each others emotions. Resisting the temptation to roam his hands all over her delicious body. Heather laughed as she ran her hand over his swelling manhood saying, you were serious about the 10 sir, you have a tool fit for a Queen. Mark licked at her ear lobe saying, maybe a Princess your ladyship. Quickly the room grow a lot warmer, their kisses grow much deeper, Mark’s hand traced over her nipples bringing them to fullness.
Heather said, it’s way to hot in here leading Mark to her bedroom and turning on the fan over the bed. She wasted no time removing Marks clothes insisting he would feel much cooler naked with her. Mark’s heart skipped several beats when Heather removed her shirt allowing him to view her lovely breakfaststs, a few more beats as her dress slide down so his eyes could see her sweet brown public curl. Heather licked her lips as his proud manhood stood at full attention for her.
His kisses feasted over her neck moving hungrily down to her large sweet nipples nurses vigorously to fill his hunger while Heather stroked the length of his shake. Heather whispered in his ear, I must tell you, you are my second, a kind, gentle man unlike my first. He took me harshly in every way to please his animal lust, then left me in pain without satisfaction. Replace his pain with your tenderness fill me with true pleasure my knight in shinning armor.
Mark was melting with her words, praying that he could give her perfection she had never known before. Gently Mark kissed his way down over her belly filling his senses with her delicious woman scent. Heather slowly relaxed the tension in her body as Mark gently licked caressing her womanhood with his mouth. Hot liquid creamed from her womanhood into his waiting mouth, his finger wet with her juices circled her anal orifice. Be gentle sweet lord Heather begged, he took me there like a brutal beast, there was no love in his cold heart.
As mark moved to stand Heather took his bobbing cock to her lips, feathering her soft tongue over its bulbous head making it jump as droplets of his seen flowed onto her tongue. Then she nursed it to ultimate throbbing hardness taking it half way into her mouth as she sucked with pure sweet perfection. Mark felt a need to show her true pleasure, fill her completely in every way gently, yet that would satisfy her body in the fullest posable way. He kissed her lips with great password saying, trust me Heather, let me show you the bliss of satisfaction.
Heather kissed with powerful emotions saying, you are the only man I have ever trusted, my only sorrow is that you are not my first. Mark guided Heather to her hands and knees, she arched her back opening her legs as she offered him her booty without hesitation. Mark licked over her anal opening spreading her silk mixed with his saliva as his tongue gently probed until she wanted to push back on his tongue. He placed the head of his shake at her entrance rubbing it gently as he pushed against her. Heather pushed back against him saying, yes, so sweet, so gentle as Mark slip past her anal ring.
As she adapted to his size she began to gently rock back, he met her motion in perfect harmony as she accepted easily half his length. Heather moaned softly saying it feels so warm inside me yet my pussy feels so empty as Mark began toying with her cliporis, slipping his finger gently inside her love tunnel. A few more gentle gilding rocks into her anus, Mark let her muscles gently push him out. When Heather rolled on her back Mark immediately dove his mouth to her muff readying her for his large cock.
Heather reached up pulling Mark onto her digging her nails into his back as her mouth sucked anxiously at his neck. His bulbous cock head pressing at her creamy labia rocking gently inward, Heather sucked deeply at his neck, her muffled voice saying, yes, now, give me all of you, fill me with all you can give me. Slowly and steadily Mark pushed into her as her love muscles rippled over his shake, her heat spreading hotly over him as she accepted ever inch deep in her womb. Marks balls nestled in the crack of her bottom tightly as the top of his shake worked at her cliporis. With each pulling thrust his cock head rod swiftly against her “G” spot.
As Heather began to climb to the peak of her orgasm Mark slowed teasing her higher and higher. Heather began to moan in hungry anticipation of her pending climax, Mark drove his cock home to the hilt burying it deep inside her. Heather screamed out in echoing pleasure as burst after burst of her hot liquid spewed out around Marks cock. Heather moaned loudly again as Mark’s hot seed squirted rampantly against the bottom of her womb blending their juices as one.
The remainder of Mark’s stay was blessed with devout password and pleasure, Heather knew that all men were not the same, yet she was still searching for something that Mark could not give her. The inner peace that comes with loving yourself enough to forgive your own mistakes. Occasionally they still say hi, but little more will ever become of what had been just fantasy…………
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