GLENDA - Sex Stories

GLENDA

... always thought about when I masturbated when I was little. And what's more, I want you to want me." She moved her hands to mine, which were still cupping her breasts. That's where they'd been when I woke up. She moved my hands around with hers until I began caressing her tiny but perfect little boobs on my own. Her nipples peeked alternately between my fingers, bringing fourth little moans of pleasure. I found the silken feel of her body totally intoxicating. My mind begin to whirl. "Do you mean that all these years, you've had a crush on me? That you would have come to me at any time?" I asked breathlessly. "Yes. I've always wanted you." Once free to roam, her hands had migrated back down, and teased my erection closer to a direct line for penetration. Then she gave a slight roll of her pelvis towards me, and I felt the head of my rigid penis begin to enter slowly into her small body. "Glenda," I said, "It's still wrong, but I want to do this to you - I mean WITH you - so much." I applied a bit more pressure. She was SO tight! But she felt SO good to me. "Oh, GOD, John. I want you. I've always wanted you. Even when you were dating my mom, I didn't really want you as a dad, I wanted you to be mine. Now I have you here, and you're almost in there. Please. Love me. DO it. Give me yourself. Take me." Her voice was shaky, and I could no longer fight against what I so much wanted to do, and had wanted to do for years, and apparently what she had wanted too. I gave in and gave ...

... her the penetrating thrust that she had been wanting. "Oh, YES! OH! That feels wonderful! Oh, I like it so much!" She pressed back against me harder, and I felt myself bottom out. I pushed just a little harder, her body conformed to mine, and I felt my pelvis grind against hers. She whimpered in joy. I stayed still, holding her body against mine as hard as I could, unable to go any deeper in, but perfectly happy where I was. She began to vibrate in excitement. I began to roll myself against her, staying deeply penetrated, but trying to rub the base of my erection against her clitoris. It must have worked, because she began to cry out, in joy and pleasure. I kept it up until she began to have orgasm after orgasm. Her juices began to splash about between our bodies as her excitement peaked. I held her against me and enjoyed her enthusiastic coming until she finally began to calm down. As soon as she relaxed, I released her from my encircling hold. As she began to weakly protest, I ignored her and rolled her over on her back. I brought myself back to her entrance, and once more shoved deep inside her little pleasuring body. She gave another cry of excitement, and then added, "Oh GOD! That's going in even DEEPER! Oh YES! I LIKE it! Oh John, you are SO good. I always knew you would be. I always knew it would be like this. I really like this a LOT!" I now began to thrust in and out of her in earnest. She was right with me, in time and in tempo, and we made love with enthusiasm for ...