CHAPTER 04:

Bertille was still gently stroking her pussy, but she pulled her hand away and turned onto her right side, moving a little closer to me;

➖Can I touch it?

I was eager enough to finish and have my orgasm, but it was too good to miss. I pulled my hand away and Bertille gently wrapped her left hand around my erect tool.

➖BERTILLE: Ohhhh, Mael! Looks like there's a bone in it!

She rubbed her thumb over the sensitive head, over my piss slit, and the feeling was incredible, making me flinch, then she started rubbing it like I was doing, but with her left hand.

She asked;

➖Is that how you do it?

➖ME: Mmmmm yeah... It feels really fucking good

My voice wavered as Bertille jerked me off. Her hand was dry, but it still looked fantastic. She stopped and said;

➖I think I need some of this cream.

She climbed over me to reach the tube of cream on the bedside table to my right, and I felt her soft right breast through her shirt against my face, and her pubic hair tickled my hip and stomach. This only added to my excitement.

Bertille sat down again, put cream on her left hand and dropped the tube on the floor to her left. Then she lay on her right and started jerking me off with her left hand.

➖BERTILLE: Do you like it when I do it?

She looked at me, still rubbing my cock. It was good, but I had been doing it myself for years and I knew how it was done, whereas Bertille had never done it before. So while it was fantastic having him jerk me off, it probably wasn't as good as it was when I was doing it myself, but I said;

➖ You are doing well.

She smiled smugly and leaned down to kiss my mouth, still rubbing my cock.

➖BERTILLE: I better let you finish.

She watched my hard cock as she jerked it off;

➖I want to see you cum.

She let go of my cock and looked at me expectantly. I took over, and as I started jerking off again, letting the pleasure build, Bertille kissed me again on the mouth, two soft kisses that she held for a moment or two, establishing a eye contact, then she lay down on her right side to enjoy the sight. Being kissed by Bertille while I jerked off made the moment even more exciting, and I knew my orgasm was not far away.

I continued rubbing my cock, jerking off like I always had, feeling the pleasure rising, and probably because of the extra stimulation I had, kissing Bertille, stroking her, watching her touch her own pussy and pleasure herself, even having her pressed against me like that, my orgasm suddenly exploded at the base of my cock, much harder than usual, and suddenly I squirted uncontrollably .

Eyes wide, Bertille said;

➖Ohhh, my God, look at this, you filthy fuckaiiiiiiin pig

The first spurt was flying through the air, landing on my chest, accompanied by a flash of pure, sweet pleasure, then two more thick, creamy spurts shot through the air, both landing on my stomach, a fourth spurt landed on Bertille's left shoulder, making her start and say;

➖Ohhh, Maël, this one got me!

A final spurt landed on the sheet to my right, followed by an eruption of cum, running down my hand and down my cock like lava.

➖BERTILLE: It's amazing! Look at him. It's everywhere, even on me!

Normally after jerking off I would feel warm tingling satisfaction but accompanied by a sense of guilt but this time I felt that same tingle but not guilt probably because I had done it to Bertille's request. I took a big sip, to wet my throat, as the feelings subsided, and looked at Bertille, who was craning her neck to look at the drop of cum on her shoulder.

Looking ahead, she says;

➖Must see! You have it on me!

I was a bit surprised that she didn't jump at how disgusting it was, but she reached out with her right hand to wipe it off, then stopped;

➖Oops, better not do that...

She looked at me and continued;

➖The teachers, they said that if you had sperm on your hands, you shouldn't touch your own genitals, otherwise you could get pregnant.

She laughed and continued;

➖That's what they called it, the seers. And they didn't tell us how we were supposed to get it into our hands in the first place.

She chuckled again and added;

➖They left it up to us to figure out how we could squirt all over our hands in the first place, and didn't say why you'd be touching yourself... And they call it your genitals! It sounds so medical! And nobody's allowed to laugh or you're in trouble.

Bertille twisted in bed and wiped her left shoulder on the sheet beside her, then looked at my cum covered hand and said;

➖You may as well wipe it on the sheet. I'll have to wash them tomorrow morning. I don't know what Mom would think if she found semen on my sheets.

She returned to her position lying on the bed and smiled;

➖But she'll think I'm a good girl to do laundry without being asked.

I wiped my hand on the sheet and Bertille put her tight hand back on her pussy;

➖Now it's my turn to show you how I do it.

She started fingering herself gently like before, rubbing her finger between her inner lips, and I noticed they were more puffy and wetter than before.

➖BERTILLE: As I said,...

She stopped, licking her lips;

➖I like to rub my juice gently on my clitoris, then rub it like this.

She was gently stroking her clitoris with the side of her finger, and it looked like she was barely touching it, but she took a little breath;

➖Mmmmm, it's good.

After a while, Bertille dipped two fingers in her juice;

➖Sometimes I like to taste myself.

She put one finger in her mouth, licking it, then offered me the other. I looked at that finger, wet with her pussy juices, knowing that it had been used to finger her pussy, and even though I had just cummed myself, I felt a surge of arousal. I looked at Bertille, and she said;

➖Taste it.

She put her finger in my mouth and I tasted the juice on her finger. It tasted a bit like the smell of her pussy, when I put my face close to her there, but sweeter and less pungent. It was incredibly exciting to taste his juice like that, and I knew I would want to taste it again, preferably straight from the source.

Then she declared;

➖Back to business.

She was starting to finger herself again. She bent her legs at the knees and raised her feet, so they were flat on the bed, legs open, knees apart;

➖I can come stronger with my legs up.

She continued to caress herself. I saw her chest heave a little, and she said;

➖Hummm hummm it starts sssshhhhhh

She started rubbing her pussy harder, twisting her wrist to change the angle of her hand and finger. I saw her push her finger inside her opening several times, then she brought it back to finger her clit again. She started pursing her lips. Her chest heaved a little again, and she said;

➖It's getting closer, Maël, closer yes, it's coming, mmmm

Another sharp breath, and she started rubbing harder, swallowed, and she lifted her pelvis off the bed, and said;

➖That's it! I'm coming, Mm-mmm fucking fucking fucking

With her finger still rubbing her pussy, hard and fast, Bertille threw her head back and lifted her ass off the bed several times, as she began to moan;

➖Ohh, ohh, oushhhhh oushhhhh...

Another strong inspiration, and more;

➖Ohhhh, ohh, ohh fucking

Then his whole body jerked;

➖Oh, my God, it's good Maël, it's good, it's b.... good ohhhhhh yeah

Bertille relaxed and laid back, but she continued to rub her pussy for a moment or two, but more gently now, as if lost in her own world, then she took a long sigh and relaxed completely.

She turned to me and said, breathlessly;

➖Now you saw a girl coming.

Her face was flushed, like she was embarrassed, but her smile showed she wasn't.

She added;

➖ And tingling everywhere...

She rolled over to me, lying on her right side, and put her left arm and left leg on top of me, as I lay on my back. She kissed me once, and said;

➖Usually I'm alone when I do this, but it's nice to cuddle up with someone afterwards.

She kissed me again, holding me a little longer. The feel of her hot pussy on my left hip was arousing, even though I had barely cummed, but my cock only stayed half-hard, like it had been since I finished jerking it off. I worked my left arm around, to place my palm on her buttocks, and we lay like that for a few minutes, until she said;

➖I guess you better get up and go to bed before mom gets home.

I nodded. Bertille rolled back and released her arm and leg. I pulled up my calsif, grabbed my jeans and stood up. I looked at Bertille, as she lay on her back, on her bed, naked from the waist down, her pussy exposed to my gaze, with stains on the bed, and I could hardly believe it was was produced.

I smile;

➖I better go to bed.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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_PAGE: EROTIC+ TV

_TITLE: THE FORBIDDEN BORDER

_AUTHOR: LOLO