Well, we've arrived folks. The time is finally nigh. I hope all of you are in the mood for meringue, cause you're about to get a whole bunch of sweet, sweet lemony goodness. Enjoy.

Zilar and Mimi arrived home after saying their brief goodbyes and thanks to their friends. They walked into the living room and gently sat on the couch. Mimi removed her heels and gingerly rubbed her feet.

"And this, particularly, is one of the main reasons I don't like parties like this," she complained. "Heels KILL your feet." As she said this, Zilar removed his dress shoes and black socks and sighed in relief.

"At least you have worn shoes before," he said. "I absolutely detest these wretched things. Never have I experienced such foot pains as this."

"Oh come on," Mimi laughed, "you had to have worn shoes at least once before."

"I have not worn shoes once in 5 years," Zilar said.

"Oh," Mimi said simply. She continued to rub her aching feet.

"Hey Zilar," she asked. He hummed his acknowledgement. "Would you mind massaging my feet?"

"Of course not," he smiled. He got off the couch and kneeled before her. He grabbed one of her feet and began rubbing it. He gently flexed and bent her foot and toes. She sighed in content and leaned her head back. His hands felt amazing. Really amazing. Perhaps...even too amazing.

"Umm...Zilar," she asked. He looked up at her. "My legs feel a little tense, too. You know, from all the dancing. Would you mind massaging them, too?" He nodded, running his hands up to her calve which he began lightly squeezing. She sighed and moaned lightly. He really knew what he was doing. Her body became flushed with warmth. She was beginning to feel rather tingly inside.

"A little higher," she said, her eyes closed and her head back. He moved up to her knees and gently rubbed the back of them. She moaned a bit more. Her chest rising and falling as her breathing quickened slightly.

"H-Higher," she said. He moved up further to her soft thighs. Her moans became a bit more audible. Her breathing quickened more and became shaky. Zilar had already understood what his girlfriend was alluding to. He slowly drew his fingers past her thighs to the center of her legs. The second his index made contact, her body shook violently and she let out a high-pitched cry. Her eyes shot open and she looked down at him. His eyes were already staring at her. She knew that he knew. He could tell the sensuality of her requests from a mile away. She tried to look surprised that he had made such a move, but she could tell he saw right through her. He knew this is exactly what she wanted. Her eyes softened and she looked away slightly, as though beaconing him to continue. He gently resumed rubbing her sensitive spot. He slowly circled his finger around as she moaned louder. Her nails digging into the fabric of the couch. She almost didn't want to admit it, but she loved being touched there by him. Being poked and prodded, squeezed and grabbed. She could feel her area dampening, and she was embarrased by the fact that Zilar could surely tell. He rubbed her moist spot a bit harder now, and now more quiet cries escaped Mimi's lips. He was about to begin removing her panties when she quickly slapped his hands away. He snapped his gaze back to her and saw that she was blushing like mad.

"I-I-I want to continue this...u-upstairs," she said. Zilar gave a small smile and kissed her on the forehead.

"Then come, my lady," he whispered silkily. "The night is still young." He took her hand and led her up to their bedroom. Zilar locked the door as Mimi stood across the room from him. He turned back to her.

"Uh uh uh," she warned as Zilar took a step towards her. He obeyed and stepped back.

"We're gonna do this in turns," she stated, "and you're going first. So...t-take off your...stuff." She stopped before the last word, as though "clothes" was such an indecent word to use. Zilar consented and began removing his garments. He casually tossed his coat aside, removed his shirt, unbuckled his belt and discarded it, and removed his pants. He paused a moment, becoming a bit self-conscious before removing his boxers. Mimi nearly gasped as her face flushed a violently deep crimson. At last, she laid eyes on his muscle, standing erect from beneath his waist. Zilar calmly nodded to Mimi, as though to say, "Now it's your turn." She slowly and shakily began withdrawing her arms from the sleeves of her dress. She had hoped that making Zilar undress first might make it easier for her to do so. But it made it 10 times harder knowing that his cock was staring right back at her as she removed her clothes. She reached back and unzipped the back of her gown. She turned away from him to slip it off, but mainly so she wasn't compelled to stare at his you-know-what. The dress slowly fell down her back to reveal her wearing a black strapless bra and black lace panties. She reached back once more to unhook her bra, which then fell to the floor. She then slipped off her panties, pulled her foot through one hole, and flicked it away with the other foot. She put her arms around her breasts and closed her legs tightly as she turned back to him. She then slowly let her arms fall to reveal her round, plump breasts and pink, perked nipples. She raised her arms and held them open to Zilar.

"W-Well," she said, her head turned away slightly but her eyes pointing towards his, "get over here." He calmly walked over to her. He put his arms around her waist as she wrapped hers around his neck. Her breasts pressed up to his chest while his member, almost uncomfortably, rubbed up to her pelvis. The two brought their lips together for a deep kiss. They wrapped and twisted their tongues around each others. She fell onto her back on the bed as Zilar kneeled before her, spreading her legs open. He brought his mouth level with her pussy. He rubbed her clit softly with his finger. Mimi cried out loud, the feeling of his finger on her bare spot was too much. She began slowly leaking from her pussy. Zilar answered by licking up the liquid. Mimi squealed loudly, the wet and rough stimulation sending shocks through her body. She moaned and gasped as he licked and sucked more at her spot. Her hands digging and clawing passionately into the back of his shoulders. Her legs wrapped around his head as he continued to lick her clit more. He spread apart the lips of her pussy and licked the more sensitive pink flesh within. Her body arched and shook in ways she had never thought possible.

"Z-Zilar," she cried out.

"Yes, Mimi," he answered calmly. She blushed more.

"Zilar I...I...," she was having trouble finding the words, "I want you inside of me." Zilar smiled and nodded. He brought his body level with hers and positioned his hips.

"Tell me if it is okay," he said. She nodded. He slowly began pushing his cock into her vagina. She gasped and shouted as he forced deeper inside. She felt such pain, she turned her head all the way to the side and bit fiercely into the blanket. Zilar had pushed totally inside her when Mimi felt like she may black out. She heard a distant voice calling her name and looked up to see it was Zilar.

"...Mimi, are you okay?" He looked slightly worried.

"Y-Yeah," she said, coming back from the brink.

"Does it hurt," he asked. She almost felt like slapping him for asking such a question, but she knew he was asking because he cared. That and her body was stiff with the shock and she wasn't sure if she could manage to move.

"Y-Yeah," she answered, "b-but you can move a little if you want." Zilar nodded and gently began moving in and out of her pussy. She gritted her teeth and shut her eyes as he began loosening her insides. As they carried on, the pain slowly began subsiding and was replaced with pleasure. She could also see on Zilar's face that he was feeling good as well. His breathing had become heavier and she could feel it on her face.

"H-Hey," Mimi said, "don't j-just touch me down there." She took one of his hands and placed it on her breast. His firm palm was now pawing and squeezing her tit and it felt really good. But she hadn't anticipated Zilar to then begin tingling her nipple with his finger. They perked up and Mimi began moaning at his touch.

"S-Stop," she said, "i-it feels too good. I'm g-gonna go crazy if you do that." As soon as she said that though, Zilar wrapped his lips around it and began flicking her nipple with the tip of his tongue. Mimi cried out and moaned as he continued the assault on her breast. Seeing that she was no longer in pain, Zilar began thrusting a bit harder inside of Mimi. She screamed out as he roughed her up more inside. She wrapped her arms and legs around his warm, lightly sweaty body, euphoria flooding through her every nerve. Zilar planted a deep kiss on her lips which she returned. Saliva was beginning to slowly drip from the edge of her mouth. Just when she thought the sensation couldn't get better, Zilar turned her over onto her knees so she was facing the bed. He reached his cock even deeper inside her. Her back arched so deeply her chest was flat against the bed. She cried out more and grabbed at the sheets as he broke new ground deep inside her pussy. She could feel the tip of his cock slamming up into the door of her womb. For the first time since he began, Zilar spoke up into Mimi's ear.

"Does it feel good, Mimi," he asked. Once again, she nearly felt like smacking him for asking a question, but didn't and couldn't.

"Yes," she cooed back, "I can feel you so deep inside me. The way you roughly slam into me, I love it. I love your cock and the way it feels. I love you most of all, Zilar. Please...please give me all your love." He pulled her up so she was standing on her knees with her back up against his chest. He spooned her upwards as they kissed and tongued each other. As he thrusted into her he continued to pinch, poke and play with her soft breasts. With one of her hands around the back of Zilar's head so she could kiss him, Mimi's other hand moved down on its own and began rubbing her clit. All the stimulation; Zilar's penis, the tingling in her breasts and nipples, the way he kissed her, and now her playing with her own clit. She was just about at her limit.

"Zilar," she moaned against his lips, "I'm about to cum. I-I-I want you to cum inside me. I want you to fill me up with your sperm. Make me yours, Zilar. Own me." Zilar answered by thrusting faster and faster inside her. Mimi let out a long scream as Zilar released his load inside of her. At the same time, her own juices wildly squirted from her pussy. After a sudden intense tension in her muscles, her mind went blank and her body went limp. She fell forward onto the bed. Zilar followed suit and fell next to Mimi. He slowly reached his hand around and Mimi entwined her fingers with his.

"I love you," he whispered after kissing her shoulder.

"I love you, too," she whispered back. The two fell alseep.

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Mimi woke up the next morning to find something prodding her butt cheek. She noticed the feeling to be the head of Zilar's penis. She quickly sat up and scooted away. Zilar was still asleep and rolled from his side onto his back. His cock was still hard, not likely from last night but probably the usual male "morning wood" symptom. Mimi noticed it poking up under the blanket. She slowly brought her hand closer and gently withdrew the blanket. She could now see it fully and was rather amazed. She hadn't gotten the chance to see it up close last night and felt a little amazed that that thing went inside her. She ever so gently poked it. Zilar sniffed lightly but remained deep, deep in sleep. She looked back to his cock and now wrapped her fingers around its base. She slowly began running her fingers up and down his shaft, feeling his member throb. Hormones and curiosity coarsing through her, she brought her lips to the tip and kissed it. Zilar remained fast asleep. She then continued to kiss it up and down and eventually began licking the tip. It still tasted of his spunk from last night. She took a deep breath and inserted his cock into her mouth. Zilar grumbled lightly, but remained unconscious. Mimi brought her head up and down his cock, her tongue swirling around it inside her mouth. With her free hand, she repeated her actions from last night and began rubbing her moist clit. She sucked his cock more and teased herself while she did it. She could feel it pulsing more and more inside her mouth. She went for it and took it all deep into her throat. She deepthroated his cock while she fingered herself harder. At last and to the shock of Mimi, his cock bursted and Zilar's semen flooded her throat and mouth, as well as her pussy spurting as she reached her own climax. Instead of retracting her head, Mimi began swallowing back Zilar's cum. She drank every last bit of his semen before taking it from her throat. She gasped and panted as well as licking her lips. She quickly looked to see Zilar shivering slightly, but no more awake than earlier. Mimi sighed and laid back with him in bed. She lightly pressed her palm to his chest, feeling his heart's rhythmic beat. She smiled.

"I really love you, Zilar," she said quietly. "Forever."

Well, as George Carlin once so eloquently put it, "Twat's twat and that's that." And that's the end of my lemon chapter. And twat's...well...you can guess what that is. Or...what twat is, or...wait what? Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it and I'll see you next week. :3