1. Hannah's Hot Tub - Part 1


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Incest, Reluctance, Voyeurism, Wife, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

    unconsciously sliding deeper between her thighs as they progressed without resistance. The jets stopped again and the night became spookily silent, neither of us speaking a word but I could clearly see Hannah’s lycra-covered breasts rising and falling close to my chest in long and deep, rhythmic breaths. My dancing fingers casually slipped deeper between her thighs. To my astonishment, I felt her legs open slightly as if to allow better access to her forbidden core. My fingers slipped deeper until the back of my hand brushed against her inner thighs. I stroked the soft skin beneath my fingertips. Suddenly I was aware of a low, breathless moan in my left ear. I turned my head to see Hannah, her eyes now closed, resting her forehead gently and submissively on my shoulder. To my horror I realised that my fingers were now gently massaging the crotch of her swimming costume and that she had unquestionably spread her legs to make room for me. I froze. “Mmm! Don’t stop,” she whispered in my ear. “But...” “Shhh! It’s ok. Please...” Amazed and confused, I began to massage her soft, young pudenda through the gusset of her tight swimming costume; like a clumsy teenager on a first date, but with an adult’s more experienced touch. Something within told me this wasn’t what I was supposed to be doing but the champagne was doing its job and Hannah’s undoubted willingness kept my misgivings to the back of my mind. As I explored the contours of her vulva beneath the tight-fitting material, I ...
    felt her body tense then relax and the arm around my shoulders tighten and loosen as my fingers did their work. I ran my fingertips lightly into the crease at the top of her thigh, feeling my way along the costume’s elasticated hem before carefully beginning to work the tip of one finger underneath it. A moment later I could feel her tightly curled soft pubic hair under my fingernails. Hannah breathed heavily into my ear as my finger wormed its way further under the tight cloth until I felt the heat of her wet slit. She gasped softly and I paused as if expecting her to halt my progress but instead, she simply let her knees fall further apart. With the slightest pressure, I pushed the costume’s gusset to one side and gingerly slid the tip of my middle finger into her hot, damp slit. She gasped as my fingertip passed along the length of her outer lips and I felt her arms tighten around my shoulders. I quickly wriggled my fingertip further inwards, sliding it up and down her short, hot slit until I found the entrance to her hottest, deepest place. I paused, feeling her arms trembling slightly round my neck, making certain she really was offering no resistance then ran my fingertips more firmly up and down the length of her warm slit, from its base deep between her thighs, over the mouth of her vagina and up to the tiny nub of her clitoris and back. “Ohhh! That’s lovely!” she breathed into my ear. The faint voice at the back of my mind told me that this was already too much but ...
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