Sundara - Part 1 - Sex Stories

Sundara - Part 1

... “And then you leave the store,” she continued, “all hot and frustrated and you go straight home and have explosive sex with the lover.” She paused to let that bit sink in. “Is that finishing on a high note?” Cuddled into me as she was, Belinda’s head was right in front of my mouth; so she could certainly tell from my breathing what I thought about it. “Yes,” I husked. “That is definitely finishing on a high note.” “You’d only need to change one thing,” she whispered. “What’s that?” “The lover wouldn’t be able to see your pussy from across the store,” she said. “So you might have to lose the pink panties.” I felt a shopping trip coming on. “Would that…,” I had to clear my throat; God, why was my mouth so dry and my pussy so wet? “Would that qualify as a Special Occasion?” I asked, still wondering when I would get to see the new toy her mystery man had made for me. Belinda didn’t answer. She rolled over and pulled me close, one hand under the curve of my waist and the other stealing beneath my nightie. “We need new shoes for the Spring Ball,” she whispered in my ear. My mouth was so dry now I couldn’t even swallow. “When?” I croaked as her fingers snaked under the waistband of my panties. “Tomorrow after school,” she replied. We kissed. Tomorrow was going to be a long day of waiting.