Part II
He gently ran his hand up the back of her leg and lifted it off the ground. Gently pushing it outwards, he set her foot on the edge of the couch that now sat next to them and gently kissed her inner thigh. He moved his lips slowly up her thigh, stopping every inch to place an exaggerated kiss. His left hand traced the back of her smooth thigh as his right hand used a single finger to gently stroke the warm, smooth peach that was now exposed between those legs. She moaned as he slipped a finger inside her and gently kissed the top of her flower. He could taste the nectar of her arousal. It was sweet, like honey. She gently grabbed the back of his head and pressed him into her as she involuntarily begin to thrust, rocking her pelvis back and forth. He began to suck gently as he kissed and teased the top of her wet entrance. She was panting, her chest rising and falling, as a light glistening sweat began to form across her body.
She tilted her head back, hitting it on the door and only further aroused by the slight pain it caused her. She couldn’t focus her thoughts. He was good. He was intent on pleasuring her and she could tell he paid attention. She noticed as he would take her to he edge of climax and then gently move away from her favorite spot.
He loved it. He loved feeling her squirm.
She reached down and dug her nails into his back at the bottom of his neck. She grabbed his collar and pulled upwards, indicating she was ready.
He stood and deeply kissed her again. She wanted to taste herself and he was more than willing to provide. He bit her lip gently as he reached down and grabbed his package. He gripped the base of his throbbing shaft and teased her clit with the tip. Her back arched. He supported her leg, pulled her close and slid deep inside her without any hesitation.
Author: Upbeat-Magician7632
Misbehaving Mom with Marine Recruiter Pt1
I was a recruiter several years ago and over the course of several months I developed a relationship with a young man’s mom who I was enlisting. It was never meant to happen but a few innocent flirts turned into a “work” dinner to talk some things through with her and it ended with a compulsory kiss through the window of her car… We would meet periodically to flirt, touch and play but it never went all the way. She was ten years older than me but an absolute fox. I began to write fantasy stories of her and I and she would send me erotic selfies. I’ll share the series of stories.