LOGINEmboldened I reached round and undid her bra, pulling the cups down to reveal her young tits. And what wonderful tits they were; soft, smooth and pert as they stood there without the support of the bra.
Eagerly I returned to my sucking and licking and she moaned louder at the touch of my mouth and tongue on her bare young tits. Still touching and kissing her tits, I eased myself down so I was kneeling, and carefully moved between her legs, gently forcing her legs apart as I moved closer so she didn't notice in her excitement. I couldn't resist touching her long sexy legs and I softly slid my hands up the outside of her legs, and then the inside. Her body quivered when I touched her legs and she unconsciously shifted forward in the chair, her body seemingly eager to get closer to me. I slipped my hands up, under her mini skirt and stroked higher on the inside of her soft thighs. My own heart was beating faster now that I was getting closer to my prize. She was wearing matching white lace panties and I dragged my finger across her pussy over the thin fabric. I felt her voluntarily spread her legs wider and she moved against my hand now that she was so turned on from my attention to her tits. I pushed and rubbed around her pussy entrance, her lace panties getting wet as I pressed them into her slit. She was moaning again, her ass shifting in the chair as she tried to get more of my touch. Deftly I moved her panties to one side to open up her pussy to my hands. Now I stroked her bare pussy with my hands and I was surprised to find that she was shaved and smooth. Her moans were louder and I rubbed up and down her pussy, spreading her juices that gave away her excitement. Bending down I brought my head close to her pussy and I breathed in deeply, inhaling the delicious aroma of young pussy. I moved even closer and licked her pussy, and she tasted wonderful. Finding her clit I discovered that it was engorged and I licked around it before sucking on it gently. At my touch she gave out a yelp, and then a slow moan and her hips bucked as she moved against my tongue. I moved a finger to her pussy entrance and traced around it while I sucked her sensitive clit. I pushed my finger forwards, parting her pussy lips and easing inside her, up to the first knuckle and then the second. I heard a gasp from her pretty lips as she felt my finger invade her tight pussy but she didn't move away. Her gasps became faster when I started to rub the inside of her pussy, my finger sliding across her g-spot in a gentle rhythm. Then I started to fuck her young tight pussy with my finger, thrusting my finger in and out of her in time to my licking her clit. Her pussy was clamped around my finger but I managed to slip in a second finger and continued to fuck her while she groaned and moaned above me. Her ass was shifting in the chair, pushing forward, eager to feel my fingers deep inside her pussy. My fingers were covered in her sweet juices and I could sense she was close to cumming. I kept up the regular rhythm on her clit and fucked her harder by sliding my fingers deep with every thrust. Suddenly I felt her pussy clamp even tighter around my fingers and then her pussy started to pulse around them. I heard her cry out "Oh my God, yessss" and she screamed as I continued to lick her clit. Her orgasm seemed to last for minutes as she squirmed against me, forcing my fingers deeper, until she gradually slumped back onto her chair and relaxed. I brought my fingers out of her pussy and I straightened my back, looking up at her. I saw a contented look on her pretty face and her eyes were half closed with a half smile on her red lips. Cindy opened her gorgeous eyes and looked at me, "I...I...never knew it could be like that," she sighed. I grinned back at her "And that is just the start." She opened her eyes wider wondering what was going to happen, but she didn't move away or tell me to stop Cindy was still slumped back in the kitchen chair with her blouse fallen open revealing her uncovered pert tits. She was still breathing heavily from her recent climax and I watched as her young tits rose and fell as she breathed in and out. Her short skirt had fallen back down when I moved back from her and so her smooth pussy was hidden from my view but I could still smell the sweet aroma of her sex. The contented look on her pretty face was changing and it seemed that she was eager to continue her education, and it was no surprise to me that my cock was hardening again in my boxers. I stood up and reached out and, holding her small hands in my hands, I pulled her to her feet. Her brow frowned under her blonde her and I could tell she was puzzled at what was going to happen next. I quickly sat down in the chair she had vacated and she turned to face me. "What are we going to do, Mr Matthews?" Cindy asked, still puzzled. "Kneel down Cindy,", I ordered, "it is your turn to help me." I saw Cindy's pretty face go from frowning to a sudden 'oh' of surprise when she realized what was going to happen. "I've not, you know, touched a man there with my mouth before, Mr Matthews". "Just kneel down Cindy, it will come naturally." I assured her, my cock hardening even more at the thought of being the first to have my cock in her young mouth. I guided her down so she was kneeling between my legs at my feet. Cindy looked up at me, her blonde hair framing her pretty young face, as she paused, wondering what to do next. Taking the lead I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants and reached in and pulled out my almost erect cock. I held my cock there, and Cindy looked down, staring at my engorged length. For I moment I wondered if she was going to get up and leave, but then I watched a wonderful sight. Cindy's face turned from one of shock to a picture of lust. Her eyes lit up and she pursed her lips, running her tongue around her red lips as she stared at my cock. In return my cock twitched in response to her look of longing and she smiled a beautiful smile. Reaching out she wrapped her small pretty hand around the shaft of my hard cock. Her hand was so cool and soft on my cock and I could feel the blood pumping into my cock as I swelled up larger at her touch. Cindy started pumping her hand up and down on my cock and I was surprised at how firmly she gripped my cock until I realized that she had obviously had given a handjob before because she seemed so confident. When my cock was fully erect I motioned to Cindy to bend down. Obeying me she leaned over my cock and I had a wonderful view down her front as her pert tits fell completely free of her blouse. Gently she kissed the tip of my cock and in return it jumped. Giggling, Cindy kissed my cock again and it jumped again. It felt wonderful when her soft lips touched the sensitive head of my hard cock. "Take it into your mouth, Cindy," I urged her. Smiling at me she pulled back the foreskin from my hard cock and bent over it again. This time she opened her mouth and slid her red lips over my cock, drawing it into her small hot mouth. I couldn't resist bucking my hips a little when I felt her tongue slide over the sensitive head of my cock, encased in her mouth. She may not have done this before but she was a natural already. She then took my cock further into her mouth, sliding her red lips down the shaft until the end of my cock hit the back of her mouth. Slowly she moved back, her lips tight around me as she let my hard cock pop out of her mouth. Then she started a great rhythm on my cock as she fucked me with her mouth, all the time looking at me out of her sexy blue eyes while I watched my cock appear and then disappear into her young mouth. Cindy started to gently play with my balls while she sucked me and I could feel my cum starting to rise in my cock. "I'm going to cum," I said quietly although my breathing was getting faster with the exquisite touch of her mouth and tongue on my cock.For a long while, neither of them moved.The rooftop lights hummed softly above them.Mara had a flushed face, while Daniel's breath was unsteady, and the distance between them was dangerous, and fragile.Mara’s back was pressed against the wall, and Daniel’s hands were on her waist, with his fingers spread, holding her as if letting go would undo everything they’d just admitted.He swallowed hard, his chest was rising and his breath came out uneven.“Mara…”. He said.Her name sounded like a confession to him–strained and thick with desire he could no longer hide.She touched his jaw—light, trembling, and tender.“Don’t look at me like you regret it.”His eyes snapped to hers, almost immediately.“Regret it?”A bitter, breathless laugh escaped from him.“I’ve been trying not to do this for months. What I regret is… waiting.”Heat coiled low in her stomach.He brought his forehead to hers, with their noses were brushing, and their breaths still tangled.“I just—” His voice dropped, alm
The rooftop door was shut behind them.Mara did not remember moving.She only remembered the moment her breath got caught and the moment Daniel’s hand finally touched hers.Just a slow, deliberate slide of his fingers along her jaw.“Mara,” he whispered, his voice was rougher now, “you have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”She did.She had felt it in every lingering glance, every distance he tried to keep, and every moment he looked away from her because looking too much would mean admitting everything.But hearing it—hearing him say it felt like he’d been starving, sent a shiver rolling down her spine.Her hand was pressed lightly against his chest, and he closed his eyes as if feeling the warmth of that simple touch unraveled something inside of him.“You shouldn’t…” she breathed.“I know.”His forehead rested against hers, their breaths were tangled, and their lips were a bit apart.“And I’m done pretending.”The city noise below them was blurred into nothing, and buried under t
Daniel doesn't mean to follow her.He had convinced himself that he needed only air, and space from the storm building inside of him. But the moment Mara slipped out of the apartment and walked down the dim hallway, the quiet click of the door felt like a pull on his ribcage.He found her on the rooftop, leaning against the railing, and the city lights painting gold over her skin.Her dress moved with the wind—soft, and restless, like she couldn’t stand still. Like she was fighting something inside of her just as fiercely as he was.She did not turn when he stepped closer, but her breath trembled.“You followed me,” she whispered.“I did not want to,” he replied, his voice low and rough. “That’s the problem.”Her fingers tightened on the railing. “Then go back downstairs.”He did not move. “You don’t actually want me to.”A long and heavy silence stretched between them. The kind of heat that did not just live under the skin—it ruled it.When she finally looked at him, her eyes were d
The night unfolded slowly, thick with the kind of silence that seemed to weigh on every surface. Mara was awake after the clock had blinked past midnight, and her skin was still humming with the memory of Daniel’s breath against her throat, his fingers at her waist, and the gravity of his restraint holding them both in place.She should have pulled away.He should have stepped back.But instead, they hovered on the edge of something they could no longer pretend wasn’t there.And now—every second felt like she was waiting for that edge to pull her back in.A soft knock broke the silence.Very soft.Just enough to be intentional.Mara sat up quickly, her pulse jumped as she realized–even before opening the door–who was on the other side.Daniel stood there, the dim hallway light was brushing over the tension in his shoulders. His hair was slightly disheveled, his shirt was untucked at the side like he had dragged a hand through it a dozen times trying to breathe, trying to think, and t
Night settled slowly over the house, turning the windows into dark mirrors. Mara had spent the evening pretending to read, but her eyes kept tracing the same sentence. The words refused to register and her mind pulsed with only one thing—one look—one moment, repeating itself like a heartbeat she could feel everywhere.“Daniel’s eyes in the mirror.”The way they had pulled her toward him without a touch, and even without a single step.A wanting that is wrapped around her, quiet but irresistible.She wasn’t sure whether she was avoiding him or waiting for him and she wasn’t even sure which one frightened her more.The hallway groaned softly and her breath stilled.Daniel appeared in the doorway, leaning against the frame, the way he does whenever he was thinking too much. But tonight, there was nothing casual about the way he stood there. His shirt sleeves were rolled slightly, his top buttons were undone, making him look both undone and contained at the same time.“Mara,” he said so
Daniel had always been a quiet man—steady, thoughtful, and not one to rush a moment or speak without a purpose. But lately, there was a new stillness to him. Not distant… just watchful. Mara felt it before she caught him looking. A low hum lay beneath the ordinary rhythm of their days, something that gathered in the corners of their home like warmth trapped behind the glass. She noticed it first in the hallway. She had been bending to pick up the laundry basket, wearing nothing remarkable—just an old shirt of his and loose shorts—but the air around her changed. Not the sound of footsteps or breath. Just… awareness. The gravity of being seen. She straightened herself slowly, and glanced over her shoulder. Daniel stood at the other end of the hallway, leaning slightly against the wall as if he had stopped mid-step. His eyes were lowered—not to her face, but to her legs, her hips, and to the soft fall of his shirt against her body. When he finally lifted his gaze to hers,
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He heard the soft pad of bare foot against the hardwood, and the quiet exhale of someone wandering in the dark at the late hour of the night when people are either sleeping or doing something else.Jacob raised his head from the glass of water he had been nursing, his pulse was steady until she
Cindy looked up at me, and took hold of my cock with her hand and let it fall from her mouth."What should I do?" she asked me.Frustrated I responded "Keep doing what you were doing Cindy so pump my cock with your hand and tease the end with your mouth and tongue. When I start to cum you need to c
My friend owned a mobile home, similar to the round aluminum looking Streamlines. Parked on the side of his house, it was me, her and three of my friends partying, hanging out late into the early morning.With her looking the way she was, surrounded by the four of us late at night is going to inevi







