1. The House Wife


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Lesbian, Author: catcat1070, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    dragged us both crashing to the kitchen floor. It was the hottest, strongest, most amazing climax I had ever had. She held on to me as I tried to catch my breath and regain my composure. I leaned against her and the kitchen worktop on which she was still sitting, and we looked deeply into each other’s eyes. We kissed gently and laughed. I could hardly believe what had just happened to me. I felt drained, but at the same time filled with an intense feeling of excitement and desire. I knew I had to make this girl feel just as wonderful as she had just made me feel. We continued to kiss, and my excitement kept growing and growing. Each kiss became deeper and more sensual, and my hands began to roam around her young body; over her back, trailing my fingers down her spine to squeeze and caress her bottom. I moved up to her front, finding her small round breasts and gently squeezed and fondled them through her polo shirt. I lowered my hands, grabbing at the hem of her shirt, and she threw her arms above her head, like a child would when someone is pulling off their T-shirt. I quickly tugged it over her belly, past her bare chest, and up over her head, before tossing it over my shoulder and onto the floor behind me. There she sat before me. She was absolutely gorgeous; her breasts weren’t big, but instead were perfectly sized for her age and slender frame, with reddish-brown areola and nipples like pencil erasers. Her flat stomach raised and lowered with excitement. Her skin was ...
    tanned, and glistened with a fine covering of sweat. With trembling fingers I reached out and touched the flesh of another woman’s breasts for the first time in my life. They were soft and warm. Her skin was so velvety. I pinched and pulled and twisted at her nipples gently, and she let out a little moan. I hoped that she was enjoying this as much as I was. We kissed again, long and deep, while I continued to knead her breasts. Slowly I traced my tongue down over her neck to her chest and into the valley between her breasts. I gently rubbed my face between those breasts, feeling her sweat cover my cheeks, before I slowly kissed my way to her right nipple. At first I only flicked across the tip with my tongue, but was soon overcome by the urge to suck it into my mouth. I loved the feel and texture of the tiny goose bumps and wrinkles. I sucked and nibbled like I was a child, and her nipple was my favourite kind of sweet. Becky was breathing hard and her body was squirming around. I looked down and realised that she was trying to shimmy herself out of her shorts as she sat on the counter. “You’re going to have to help me with these,” she giggled. “I think I’m stuck!” I hesitated for a moment. I wasn’t sure that I was ready for this, but the look on her face propelled me to take what was clearly the next step. I quickly hooked my fingers in the waistband of her shorts and, while she lifted herself up of the worktop, I began to peel her shorts down her thighs. I could have easily ...
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