My daughter's friend (Flower power) - Sex Stories

My daughter's friend (Flower power)

... mouth attention. I ran my hand down her back, lifting her thin top until it was around her shoulders. I unclipped her bra and her breasts dropped down; still housed in their warm nests but now easily accessible. I slid a breast free and cupped it, squeezing hard and running my fingers over her hardening nipple. I reached over with my other hand and played with both breasts before transferring one hand to her ass. I started to tug at her short skirt and her panties trying to slide them over her ass but as I tried on one side the other side resisted. She stood up; looked at me and undid the top of her skirt allowing it to fall to the floor; she slid her panties down her thighs; the crotch clinging to her pussy until the last moment before springing down. She stepped out of her panties and I pulled her towards me sliding my hand up between her thighs until I reached the warmth of her pussy. I slid a finger between her lips and found that she was already moist; her wetness spread over her clit as I slid my fingers over it. She opened her stance to allow me greater access and reached down gripping her top raising it over her head collecting her bra as she did. She stood naked before me. She looked fantastic as she always does and I realised how lucky I was to have such a fine fuck partner. I twisted my hand and pushed two fingers into her pussy; I could feel it getting wetter as I plunged my fingers in and out. I used my thumb to massage her clitoris and she closed her eyes ...

... clutching and squeezing her breasts; pressing them hard against her and pinching her nipples. She started to rock back and forth as I played with her private parts pushing a third finger inside her and then a fourth. This meant my thumb’s stimulation of her clitoris was a natural action with the rest of my hand inside her. I felt her juice run into my hand as I pushed deeper into her and I could sense that she would soon be reaching a climax. He body started swaying rhythmically in time with my fingers and her breathing became heavier; more erratic. She began to moan through her heavy breaths and I knew she would soon be there. I increased the pressure of my thumb on her clitoris rubbing it from side to side still plunging my fingers deeper. She started shaking and let out a loud grunt as she started to climax; she reached down and grabbed my hand holding it still while she was swept along with her orgasm. I could feel her pussy pulsating and as I tried to continue my fingering she pleaded with me “no more, no more” through her laboured breathing. I moved my thumb from her clitoris and slowly withdrew my hand. She turned round and slumped down onto the side of the bath; she leaned over towards me; kissed me and said, “I love you”. I gave her my usual response of “Love you too!” She looked down at my cock; “he’s looking a bit sorry for himself,” she said reaching down stroking him again. My cock was not as hard as it had been but wasn’t completely flaccid; her stroking soon had me ...