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Dirty Talk

Date: 10/4/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: blin18, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

She rolled her back slightly towards him, raising one breast a little higher to improve his access, just enough to expose the edge of a brown nipple. Spike rubbed oil over the exposed flesh, lingering and cupping the underside, brushing a finger over the edge of the nipple. Rupali moaned and arched her back under his touch, encouraging him to explore further. Spike pressed more firmly , lifting the nipple off the towel and allowing him to run his fingertips over its full surface. Rupali shivered and the point stiffened under his touch; circling, stroking, gently pinching and squeezing. Spike moved his hands to Rupali’s lower back, rubbing and kneading and sliding his thumb tips beneath the top edge of her bikini bottom. “Fold it down a little if you like, Blinny,” she said. Spike hooked his fingers under the fabric and folded it back, revealing a few of inches of bottom cleavage. Rupali’s narrow, high-cut briefs were now narrow and very low cut. Spike applied more oil and reversed the direction of his massage from bottom-up to top-down, thumbs pointing inwards and fingers forwards, he stroked firmly from the middle of Ruapli’s back down to her bottom, fingers disappearing to the third knuckle into her very truncated bikini briefs. He held his hands there, cupping her buttocks and spreading oil over them, fingertips exploring the edges of the cleft in between. Rupali’s breathing began to speed up. “That’s wonderful, sweetie. More of that.” Spike rubbed back up her back, ... lingering around her breasts, again sliding the tips of his middle fingers into the hollows and teasing the sensitive undersides, then in one fluid movement he swept downwards, his hard hands ploughing through her flesh, over the tops of her buttocks and deep beneath her bikini bottom, thumbs drawing her cheeks apart and index finders diving into the void, barely an inch or so from her moist centre. She arched her bottom up into his hands, moaning “Oh, yes. Please … a little more.” This was getting a bit heavy for a public beach, so I got Spike’s attention and gestured to her long, shapely legs; suggesting that he would be remiss not to explore their lean curves. I was feeling a bit breathless watching them, and if he didn’t rub her legs then I would. He moved around closer to her calves and adjusted what looked like a very uncomfortable erection. Using more oil he massaged each leg in turn starting at the ankle and working upwards, pressing his thumbs into her hard calves, passing gently over the sensitive backs of her knees, and closing his strong hands around her lower thighs. When both legs were glistening with oil from mid-thigh down, he wrapped his hands around the closest calf and slowly worked upwards, kneading the backs of her legs with his thumbs but keeping the fingertips wrapped all the way around to the towel. Her thighs were touching just above the knee but instead of stopping when he reached that junction, he gently pressed upwards signalling his intention and ...