1. Take it Easy - Chapter Six: Much Ado About Nothing


    Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Oral Sex, Romance, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: zxnoregretsxz69, Rating: 92.5, Source: sexstories.com

    we'd had sex in my room, in other people's rooms, in public locker rooms (well, one public locker room), but never in her room. She grabbed my hand and practically dragged me up the stairs, giggling the whole way. We flew past her friends' rooms, waving through the open doors and laughing at the bewildered faces that stared back at us. When we got to her room, I took a half-second to look around before Emily flung herself at me, knocking me down onto the bed. Her room was simply decorated, spared from the girly garishness that infects most girls' rooms. She had sports posters, photos of her and her friends, some prints of paintings; it was nice. "Oomph!" I grunted as my back hit the mattress. I quickly plugged my phone into her speakers and set it to play my favorite "sexytime" playlist, which follows a distinct pattern. It starts with about twenty minutes of slow, seductive music, like "Thinkin' Bout You" by Frank Ocean, then shifts to some faster-paced stuff for the main event (so to speak), and finishes with melodic music like "Paris, Tokyo", by Lupe Fiasco. Emily was wearing her usual sweats and tanks top combination, but it looked sexier today than it ever had. She began gyrating in time with the music, slowly lifting the hem of her tank top to expose her defined abs. Before Emily lifted her shirt all the way off, she started on the sweats. Pulling them down slowly and turning her back to me, she exposed her incredible ass inch-by-inch. The curves of her butt made the ...
    tiny thong she was wearing disappear. I thought about commenting on her affinity for g-strings, but chose not to; it would ruin the moment. Instead, I started stripping my clothes off, too. Emily kicked her sweats off, into the corner, and resumed removing her shirt, still swinging her hips rythmically, still keeping time with the music. When she had thrown her shirt into the pile by her sweats and unclasped her bra, I admired her body once again. In my opinion, the line down a woman's naked back is highly underrated and very sexy. Emily turned to me, slid her bra down her arms, and climbed onto the bed, smiling as she did so. Having decided that she wasn't crawling to me quickly enough, I sat up, grabbed her neck, and locked lips with her, pulling her on top of me and reclining back on the bed as I did so. We kissed for a few minutes, with me caressing and squeezing her perfect boobs. Emily's lips were warm, soft. Her skin was the same way, smooth, silky, almost feverishly warm. But, for me, it wasn't merely about feeling her curves with my hands and lips. I could feel her warmth radiating between us; I could hear her heavy breathing, slow and consistent; I could taste her spicy, citrus-y breath, hot and heavy; I could smell her lemon shampoo. The sensory experience of sex with Emily was entirely different from any I had had with other girls; it was fuller, more exotic, somehow more mature. I guess that's a testament to the value of the experience that comes with older girls. ...
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