Jackin' Jill Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Jackin' Jill Ch. 05

Denise glanced down at Rodney’s hand, and then lifted her eyebrows. Snapping out of the momentary trance, he reached out and added his other hand to the first, tugging upward on her top. She raised her arms when the material reached the bottom of her lacy pink bra. As her top slid over her head, Denise took over and absently tossed it off to the side. The bra was sheer, leaving little of her small, perky breasts to the imagination, while still making him hungry for more. A crooked, sexy smile decorated her face as she reached for the tail of his shirt. With the back already untucked, it took only a pluck of her fingers to free his shirt from his pants. She wasted no time in pulling it up, and offered a moan as she revealed his chest. The neck of the new shirt briefly resisted her efforts, but she giggled and persevered. His shirt joined hers on the floor next to the bed. His hands moved seemingly of their own volition to her sides, caressing her soft skin and drawing a moan from her. She reached behind her back, and he saw the band at the bottom of her bra go slack. He slid his hands upward until his thumbs were just below her breasts, and then looked up at her face. Denise’s eyes lit up and her smile widened. She shrugged the straps down off her shoulders, one after the other, drawing his eyes to them with the movement. Then, at last, she slipped her arms out of the straps and fully revealed her breasts to him. Rosy pink circles surrounded her stiff nipples. The small swells ...

... they capped were firm and smooth. They were far different from Jill’s larger globes – the only others he’d seen – but just as beautiful. She gasped and let her head loll back when he cupped them in his palms. Unable to resist, he leaned in and suckled the right one between his lips. “Uh huh,” she whimpered as his lips and tongue tantalized her. “Oh yes.” “Oh my god,” he muttered as he switched to her other breast. “It feels so good.” One hand came to rest on the back of his head and tousled his hair. The other ran up and down his spine. The practice on Jill served him well, and he tried every trick he’d learned with only the briefest of thoughts. Her moans and whimpers let him know it was working. When he sucked a little harder, her fingers tightened in his hair. Switching breasts and sucking even harder caused her to gasp and pull him toward her. He kept it up until he’d drawn not only her nipple, but also her areola into his lips. “Yes, just like that,” she said in a breathless voice. Rodney groaned as her hand slid between his legs and brushed against the hidden hardness there. She traced the contour of him, making him throb beneath her fingers. “Oh my,” she whispered as she gave him a squeeze. He gasped from the touch, letting her nipple escape him. Her fingers uncurled from around him, moving to the button of his pants. While the button popped open and his zipper slid down, he kicked off his shoes. “Lie down,” Denise said. He reclined and allowed her to pull his legs up ...