Eros University: Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Eros University: Chapter 1

... tongue worked up and down the length of her veiled vagina and stroked it rapidly. Karen's back was curved forwards, her untamed hair fluttering in the wind. "Ohhhhhh! S-stop—t-teasing m-me!" said Karen in broken gasps. Her lips were parted and I could see her breathe in and out with great effort. At last, Chaval grabbed the edges of Karen's panties and yanked them down hard; the white panties ripped as they slid down her lush, tanned legs. Karen stepped out of them and said with irritation, "You don't have to be so damn rough!" Chaval didn't bother with an answer and instead started fingering her pussy while she stood. "Ooohhhh!" Karen moaned in wide-eyed surprise, throwing her head back. "Y-you're playing with my pussy! You're playing with my pussy!" I could see the sparkling silver juices flow down Karen's beautiful spread thighs as her lover's fingers dug deeper into her cunt. Karen was still wearing her dark blue skirt, which she held up to her hips with one hand. This presented me a clear view of her long, sexy legs and her tight slit. What a lovely patch of dark brown hair she had between her thighs. "Oh yes—I need this Chaval!" Her voice was high-pitched and girlish: Karen's schoolgirl aura made her all the more alluring. Chaval buried his nose in Karen's glistening vagina; his tongue took quick lashes at her dripping snatch as he gulped down the sweet thin honey which erupted out of it and into his mouth. Karen started shaking her head side-to-side and moaning. "Gah!" ...

... she cried insensibly with each deep thrust of her lover's tongue. "Gah! More—deeper! Stick your tongue all the way in!" Karen's knees were bent and trembling; her legs were barely holding up from the pleasure she was experiencing and I was surprised she hadn't collapsed to the ground yet. With each lick of her lover's tongue, Karen squirmed, shuddered and moaned, thrusting her hips forward into Chaval's face and burying his nose in the dark wisps of her pubic hair. Just then she exploded in orgasm, screaming, "Oh yesssssssss!" Her face twisted with the immense pleasure of sexual release, her eyelids biting down tightly as her lips parted wide in a moan. But it wasn't over. Chaval began undressing Karen and she seemed all too ready to be rid of her clothes. In a few minutes they both stood naked, highlighted only by the artificial light blazing from above. It was quite surreal to see these two lovers in the bright pool of silver light while all around them was deep darkness. I was bent hidden, transfixed by the sight of Karen's beautiful body sparkling under the light. Though she was short, her features were well developed: she had a lean, flat waist, and her medium-sized breasts, glazed in sweat, looked a bit oversized for her body. Karen's neck dipped like the sides of an hourglass to her bare shoulders, and most of her body had a flawless, light brown complexion which was glowing with perspiration. To see Karen naked was to see art: her vibrant, tanned flesh, the curves of ...