PairOfDoofs Sometimes it takes some getting used to. But as he kept at it, she couldn't talk either. He could feel it coming, the release that he longed to have. I want it all. Doing as he was told, he continued to thrust away, until the moment he released.
Phineas was panting heavily as he shot up out of bed. Phineas tried to control his breathing as he tried to gain awareness of his surroundings. He and Isabella together hadn't happened; in fact he was still in his room, light from the winding shining on his face.
Phineas wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was another dream that he had about him and Isabella together. Phineas lifted his covers to check his crotch. Phineas reached to the table next to him and pulled out a few tissues and began to wipe himself off. As he was, his brother came into the room. The fact that I'm having dreams where I'm having sex with her? Tell her that nearly every other day I think, dream, want to simply undress her and pleasure her naked body while we do it?
Yeah, that sounds like a great thing to talk about. If it wasn't for the fact that I know that you two aren't already fucking each other's brains out, I would have assumed otherwise. You all hang out with each other so much that the other people in our friend group wander how often you do it.
She is the best thing that has happened to me, and I want to make her happy and stuff. But she has made it very clear that she wants to take the physical things extremely slow, and I admire her for that. But this just putting a strain on me. I mean, me and Addison had a talk about the same sort of things. Yeah, it was awkward at the time, but it eventually made our relationship a little better.
We set some ground rules, talked about what were problem areas for us and how we could help each other.
We've only done it a couple of times, but taking the time that we did to talk and learn about each other made it much better. Phineas flopped onto his brother's bed. I'm not terribly oblivious like I was, but I'm still a problem child when it comes to talking to others, even my girlfriend about 'taboo' things. I'm just telling you what I know from my set of experiences. It might be a good idea to talk to Isabella about these things. On it, a new text message from Isabella. You can talk to her today.
No I couldn't do that. It would be so awkward and weird and-" "The perfect opportunity to talk. So anyway, have fun at Isabella's. Just text mom and tell her you'll be over there. Phineas sighed as he let the sun bake his skin. The light was bright and warm but it wasn't hot, making a perfect day to just lie outside.
He kept his eyes closed as he heard the sliding door open and closed as Isabella returned from inside her house.
Phineas opened his eyes and looked up at his girlfriend. She was holding a couple of glasses filled with lemonade. You didn't have to do that. Thankfully for the drink, Phineas received his drink, but he happened to notice how Isabella's bikini showed off some of her cleavage.
Phineas' eyes widened as much as he could. He hoped Isabella hadn't noticed which she apparently didn't. Phineas took a sip of his lemonade as Isabella sat back down in her chair. As she did a magazine she had been reading fell of the chair and out of reach. Isabella sighed, standing up to get the magazine. As she bent over, Phineas got a full view of Isabella's butt. The bikini covered what it needed, but it was small enough to show off the great curves, the perfect round shape.
Phineas wandered how soft it would be in his hands Phineas shook himself out of his lust endured stupor. He couldn't let his mind drift to those thoughts. Even though he wanted it so bad, he had to let her decide. Isabella let the chair down so it was laying flat. Phineas took the bottle and squeezed some out into his hand. Without thinking, Isabella undid the knot that held her top together. As Phineas did with anything he did with his hands, he very carefully began to work the lotion into Isabella's skin.
Unknown to Phineas, Isabella was enjoying the massage effect that Phineas had while he was rubbing her back. She sighed in delight, making Phineas smile. As Phineas continued rubbing the lotion into Isabella's back, he glanced down and he could see the faint skin of Isabella's breast now that the top hung loose on her neck. Phineas allowed his fingers to trace themselves as close to her chest as possible, but keeping his distance. He longed to touch the soft skin, to feel them in his hands, to let her gasps of pleasure escape her lips as he massaged them… Phineas again shook himself out of his stupor.
Granted it's not the best scenario in the world for you to be stuck in, but you still need to act like some sort of gentleman.
Can you rub some on the back of my legs as well? I know it sounds a little weird but, it doesn't hurt to have a little extra lotion on, and besides, I love the feel of your hands on my skin. Phineas' blush would have gotten redder if it could have, but it was red as it could get without sunburn. Isabella saying that she loved his touch was probably a bit more arousing to him than it would have been to most, but he still was still a change from Isabella's normal persona.
Squeezing more of the suntan lotion into his palms, he did as he was asked, gently massaging the lotion on her legs. He couldn't tell how much Isabella liked his lotion application, but he knew that the closer he got to her ass and her intimate area, the more aroused he got. He could feel the stretch of his swim trunks as he continued his task. He probably would have been able to calm down, until Isabella again gasped in pleasure. It was then Phineas knew he couldn't handle himself anymore.
He quickly removed his hands, and walked to the edge of the pool. The quick stop of Phineas' massage confused Isabella. He couldn't help himself, eventually reaching up to his ear to scratch. You sound kind of upset. He hoped the cool water would help control the heat he was putting out. Phineas ignored her, sinking down into the water to cover his head. Isabella waited till Phineas popped back out of the water before she continued. It can be about anything, I don't care; but I can tell that something is bugging you so please, talk to me.
For a while, the only sound that could be heard was the rippling of the water against the edge of the pool. Phineas eventually caved, blowing bubbles in the water before turning to face Isabella.
No, it's nothing to do with you personally. It's more me than anything. And just to add the cake on top, you are one of most beautiful people in the world; that's where my problem comes in. I want to be with you, I'm pretty sure you know what I mean. Right now, it's getting harder and harder for me to just be glad with being with you. You probably hate my guts or something and I deserve that, but since you had to ask, this is the summation of it all. You're fucking beautiful, and I wish I could have sex with you.
Isabella was a little shocked at not only Phineas' words, or the fact that he actually said what he was feeling, but at how strongly he felt about them. Phineas' could tell Isabella was stunned, and figured probably hated his guts right about now. H sunk under the water, hoping to cool down from his tirade. He knew Isabella would need to think, and probably have time from trying to kill him, but he had finally said his piece, and he still felt a little better for saying it.
Isabella stood up and walked to her house, shutting the door behind her. She turned and stared at the pool as Phineas continued to just come back up for a breath of air then sink back down under the surface of the water. Isabella rubbed her chin in thought, wandering what she was going to do.
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