1. dream girl in blue jeans


    Date: 1/3/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Voyeur, Author: hcdude, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    lowered her eyes. When we reached her building, she did not reach for her keys, but stood facing me. This is a signal that she is open to a good night kiss. I moved in about eighty percent of the way, she moved in the rest of the way. I put my hands on her hips, and she put her arms around my neck, and we kissed passionately, right there on the doorstep. She then asked, with her arms still around my neck, if I wanted to come up for a while. I said, "Sure, but don't you have a roommate?" "Yes, I do, but Sally is staying at a friend's tonight ... I asked her to!" she said with some nervousness in her voice. I said, 'Holly sweetie, I do not want to take advantage of you on our first date, I can wait." She replied quickly, "Michael! I am not a virgin. I would love it if you could stay. We can make a little breakfast tomorrow, and then have some coffee at our table at the café." I could feed that familiar twitch again and replied, "Okay honey, let's see how it goes." Her face lit up as she said, "Oh, goodie!" just like a happy teenager getting her way. We walked up to her flat, and entered. In the City, mostly properties have an eighteen-foot front, and the apartments are "railroad flats," meaning that there is a hallway down one side, with the bathroom, bedrooms, and kitchen along one side like inside railroad Pullman cars. The hallway opens into a wider living room at the end, usually with windows looking onto a small breezeway, or garden. She put on a CD of some soft popular ...
    music, but I noticed that she had some jazz as well; a little Mingus, and some Miles Davis from what I could see. She went into the kitchen, and came back her own bottle of Chianti. Don't know where she got it, maybe an older boyfriend, or a friend of her roommate. She poured the wine; we sat on the couch, listened to the music, and talked quietly. It was not long before the glasses were on the table, and our arm went around each other. We kissed long and passionately. Kissing her sweet little mouth like this turned me on ... this young girl that just a month or so ago was a fantasy. She has nice medium-sized breasts, which are high on her chest, like most young girls, and puffy nipples, as I soon found out. She moaned as I played with her breasts, and those amazing puffball nipples. Her skin is very soft to the touch, and warm. Those were the words that seeped into my brain at that moment ... soft and warm. She seemed to be free with her body, and denied me nothing. I slid my hand up the outside of her leg, over the stockings, and onto the bare flesh just above them. My hand ended its journey on her pert little ass, over silk panties. I massaged her little ass, and her moans increased. She pulled back from the kiss a little, with our lips still touching, and said, "Oh Michael, that feels sooo good!" Her words were like little kisses on my lips as she spoke. It tickled, but also sent electric shockwaves through my lips. Her breath smelled so good ... so sweet, and her lips were ...
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