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Peter pan and wendy having sex

Peter pan and wendy having sex

And after a night in her arms, Peter finds that being a man might not such a bad thing with Wendy by his side. So…" "No," one of the girls said quietly, her eyes wide.

The girl's eyes sparkled playfully. It was a lovely night and no one was around. He brought along a blanket so that we may lay and watch the stars. He started to kiss me and his hands were roaming all over my body. Oh but I love his hands. I could have stayed latched to his lips the entire not, were they not roaming over my flesh.

The other two clutched each other in shock though their faces hid excitement. What do you think they did? Finally we were rid of our clothes and my goodness, girls, his body! His hands and tongue were everywhere and the way he thrust himself into me—" at this the girls shrieked and covered their mouths. And I love him so what difference does it make? You girls just wait, one day you will do the same things with your husbands and you will love every moment of it!

The three girls' heads snapped up and they stared at her wide eyed. Rebecca squealed a lot. You just turned seventeen. You knew a boy when you were a little girl?

His sandy blonde curls, eyes that were the color of the sea, and a smile that could be called nothing but smug. She remembered how his eyes fixed upon hers, how her lips pressed against his, how he held her tightly in his arms.

The only boy she had ever loved. Strong, brave, confident, and true. What a truly extraordinary boy. Wendy rolled her eyes and shook her head. Something at the window made her eyes widen and made her sit up straight. She thought she had seen…but no, she had to be mistaken. Peter hadn't been to her window in over four years. She just thought it was him because she had been thinking about him. She shook herself and forced herself to concentrate on the conversation although it was starting to make her and the rest of the girls blush.

Have you never touched yourself? It's an incredible feeling. It will hurt worse if he doesn't. Charlotte made it sound exciting but she didn't know if she would like being that intimate with someone. Well, maybe with…she shook herself.

I'm seventeen and he's still a little boy. That is so wrong to even think about. I'm beginning to freeze. She saw on the glass, a large handprint. She touched it and sucked in a sharp breath. It had been made from the other side of the window. They were on the second story. Wendy's eyes scanned the heavens, searching for any sign of the flying boy of her dreams. She shook herself again and closed the window tightly but did not lock it. Isn't that the same with you all? And anyway, our fathers don't control us.

He can't make you marry someone you don't like. He can beat me if I don't. If I fall in love, I don't need my family's approval. I should like it but I don't require it. I hope you find someone deserving of your love. The girls said their farewells and Wendy waved them all off, glad she had some time alone.

The boys had all gone to the banquet with Mother and Father and so she was home alone for the time being. She opened the window again before she silently dressed for bed and climbed under the covers. As she lay in bed, her thoughts once again drifted to Peter. His strong muscular chest, clad only in vines, his toned legs, that dazzling smile he always gave her…it gave her chills that made their way down her body. Biting her lip and squeezing her eyes shut, her hand disappeared under the blanket and rested on her lower stomach.

Very slowly, almost hesitantly, her hand crept down her hipbone to the edge of her laced drawers. She let her hand graze across the patch of curls that were hidden by satin and slowly delve between her thighs. She let out a little gasp at the sensation, her legs falling open as her hand explored her hidden treasure. Biting her lip and moaning, she added a second finger and let out a little 'oh' of surprise. Feeling sweat pouring down her back, she tossed the covers off and rolled over the bed with her hand between her legs, her thoughts still on the flying boy.

The flying boy, in question, was pressed against the bedroom window, watching the girl on the bed with wide eyes. He had remained hidden and had peeked in when she got ready for bed. He had prepared to soar through the window and announce himself but what he saw made him stop and hide.

She had removed her undergarments, baring every inch of her skin to the moonlight. Peter was captivated at the sight of her nude body. Her supple curves were bathed in the moonlight and she looked like a fairy as she allowed her long blonde curls to come tumbling down over her bare back.

She had turned and Peter had caught sight of her delicious curves that looked soft to the touch. He felt a part of his body grow very excited and he groaned with want. Peter's apparent arousal and desire had begun, well, years ago when he had first brought Wendy to Neverland.

He had fallen in love with the girl, though he would never admit it. She had saved his life with her thimble, her hidden kiss, everyone called it. Ever since that thimble, he couldn't get her out of his head. And he had noticed himself starting to grow.

Not very much but enough to cause him alarm. He had visited the Queen of the Fairies, who confirmed that Wendy's thimble was what had caused him to grow. So Peter started to visit Wendy's window, wanting to speak to her but never having the nerve to do so. Night after night he returned to London to listen to her tell stories until one day, the stories stopped and Wendy moved out of the nursery.

He still flew to her new window to peer in on her while she slept. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and he longed to touch her, to caress her soft skin. Lately, he had taken to watching the Indians in the act of lovemaking and he noticed when he thought of Wendy, his body would become excited and would remain in that state until he touched himself and made it go away.

He had explored his body on many occasions and was still alarmed by the rushing feeling that he felt afterwards as well as the odd substance that coated his leaves when he was finished. He hadn't mentioned it to anyone, not even to Tink, and he wondered if he was different than everyone else.

Now he watched Wendy roll all over her bed as her hand moved faster between her legs, her breathing growing heavier until finally she let out a scream and lay still.

Peter let out a gasp, not at what he had seen but at what she had let out with her scream. She had screamed out his name. His name, dripping from her lips, it was like someone had dumped a cold bucket of water on him and his breath left him.

He had been convinced that she had forgotten all about him. He had never shown himself because he was sure she had moved on and given her thimble to another man. A husband, Hook had called it. Now she was panting his name as she ran her fingers through her sweaty hair. With a deep sigh, she pulled the covers back on top of her and settled down to go to sleep. Peter made up his mind and soared through the window. Creeping catlike across the room, he made his way to the bed where his Wendy slept.

He'd always know her as such and never wanted to see another man have her. A curl had settled on her cheek and he very gently moved it aside and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.

He placed a light kiss on her cheek and she moaned a little, her eyelashes fluttering open. Green eyes met blue and they widened in shock. And she was up out of bed and had thrown her arms around him, pressing her cheek against his bare chest.

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Peter pan and wendy having sex

And after a night in her arms, Peter finds that being a man might not such a bad thing with Wendy by his side. So…" "No," one of the girls said quietly, her eyes wide. The girl's eyes sparkled playfully. It was a lovely night and no one was around.

He brought along a blanket so that we may lay and watch the stars. He started to kiss me and his hands were roaming all over my body. Oh but I love his hands. I could have stayed latched to his lips the entire not, were they not roaming over my flesh. The other two clutched each other in shock though their faces hid excitement.

What do you think they did? Finally we were rid of our clothes and my goodness, girls, his body! His hands and tongue were everywhere and the way he thrust himself into me—" at this the girls shrieked and covered their mouths. And I love him so what difference does it make? You girls just wait, one day you will do the same things with your husbands and you will love every moment of it! The three girls' heads snapped up and they stared at her wide eyed. Rebecca squealed a lot.

You just turned seventeen. You knew a boy when you were a little girl? His sandy blonde curls, eyes that were the color of the sea, and a smile that could be called nothing but smug. She remembered how his eyes fixed upon hers, how her lips pressed against his, how he held her tightly in his arms.

The only boy she had ever loved. Strong, brave, confident, and true. What a truly extraordinary boy. Wendy rolled her eyes and shook her head. Something at the window made her eyes widen and made her sit up straight.

She thought she had seen…but no, she had to be mistaken. Peter hadn't been to her window in over four years. She just thought it was him because she had been thinking about him. She shook herself and forced herself to concentrate on the conversation although it was starting to make her and the rest of the girls blush.

Have you never touched yourself? It's an incredible feeling. It will hurt worse if he doesn't. Charlotte made it sound exciting but she didn't know if she would like being that intimate with someone. Well, maybe with…she shook herself. I'm seventeen and he's still a little boy. That is so wrong to even think about. I'm beginning to freeze. She saw on the glass, a large handprint. She touched it and sucked in a sharp breath. It had been made from the other side of the window. They were on the second story.

Wendy's eyes scanned the heavens, searching for any sign of the flying boy of her dreams. She shook herself again and closed the window tightly but did not lock it. Isn't that the same with you all? And anyway, our fathers don't control us. He can't make you marry someone you don't like. He can beat me if I don't. If I fall in love, I don't need my family's approval. I should like it but I don't require it. I hope you find someone deserving of your love.

The girls said their farewells and Wendy waved them all off, glad she had some time alone. The boys had all gone to the banquet with Mother and Father and so she was home alone for the time being. She opened the window again before she silently dressed for bed and climbed under the covers. As she lay in bed, her thoughts once again drifted to Peter.

His strong muscular chest, clad only in vines, his toned legs, that dazzling smile he always gave her…it gave her chills that made their way down her body. Biting her lip and squeezing her eyes shut, her hand disappeared under the blanket and rested on her lower stomach. Very slowly, almost hesitantly, her hand crept down her hipbone to the edge of her laced drawers. She let her hand graze across the patch of curls that were hidden by satin and slowly delve between her thighs.

She let out a little gasp at the sensation, her legs falling open as her hand explored her hidden treasure. Biting her lip and moaning, she added a second finger and let out a little 'oh' of surprise. Feeling sweat pouring down her back, she tossed the covers off and rolled over the bed with her hand between her legs, her thoughts still on the flying boy. The flying boy, in question, was pressed against the bedroom window, watching the girl on the bed with wide eyes. He had remained hidden and had peeked in when she got ready for bed.

He had prepared to soar through the window and announce himself but what he saw made him stop and hide. She had removed her undergarments, baring every inch of her skin to the moonlight. Peter was captivated at the sight of her nude body. Her supple curves were bathed in the moonlight and she looked like a fairy as she allowed her long blonde curls to come tumbling down over her bare back.

She had turned and Peter had caught sight of her delicious curves that looked soft to the touch. He felt a part of his body grow very excited and he groaned with want.

Peter's apparent arousal and desire had begun, well, years ago when he had first brought Wendy to Neverland. He had fallen in love with the girl, though he would never admit it. She had saved his life with her thimble, her hidden kiss, everyone called it. Ever since that thimble, he couldn't get her out of his head. And he had noticed himself starting to grow. Not very much but enough to cause him alarm.

He had visited the Queen of the Fairies, who confirmed that Wendy's thimble was what had caused him to grow. So Peter started to visit Wendy's window, wanting to speak to her but never having the nerve to do so. Night after night he returned to London to listen to her tell stories until one day, the stories stopped and Wendy moved out of the nursery.

He still flew to her new window to peer in on her while she slept. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and he longed to touch her, to caress her soft skin. Lately, he had taken to watching the Indians in the act of lovemaking and he noticed when he thought of Wendy, his body would become excited and would remain in that state until he touched himself and made it go away.

He had explored his body on many occasions and was still alarmed by the rushing feeling that he felt afterwards as well as the odd substance that coated his leaves when he was finished. He hadn't mentioned it to anyone, not even to Tink, and he wondered if he was different than everyone else. Now he watched Wendy roll all over her bed as her hand moved faster between her legs, her breathing growing heavier until finally she let out a scream and lay still.

Peter let out a gasp, not at what he had seen but at what she had let out with her scream. She had screamed out his name. His name, dripping from her lips, it was like someone had dumped a cold bucket of water on him and his breath left him. He had been convinced that she had forgotten all about him. He had never shown himself because he was sure she had moved on and given her thimble to another man. A husband, Hook had called it.

Now she was panting his name as she ran her fingers through her sweaty hair. With a deep sigh, she pulled the covers back on top of her and settled down to go to sleep. Peter made up his mind and soared through the window.

Creeping catlike across the room, he made his way to the bed where his Wendy slept. He'd always know her as such and never wanted to see another man have her. A curl had settled on her cheek and he very gently moved it aside and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. He placed a light kiss on her cheek and she moaned a little, her eyelashes fluttering open. Green eyes met blue and they widened in shock.

And she was up out of bed and had thrown her arms around him, pressing her cheek against his bare chest.

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