Todd & Cindy - Sex Stories

Todd & Cindy

... outside, Betty Lou put on her coat and came out with him. ‘Here, I’ll help you over the snow drift to your car,’ she explained. The salesman declined saying he could get over the snow, to which Betty Lou replied, ‘Hell, if you couldn’t even get over the damn pillow last night how do you expect to get over a three foot snow drift!” “OK, I get the point, what do you normally wear?” I said as I laughed at her joke. “Nothing,” replied Cindy as she turned to me raising her arms. I gently lifted her sweater with trembling hands, and guided it around her pony tail. An instant later I saw her perky breasts straining at the lacy black bra. No sense keeping them caged up, I thought as I slipped my arms around her and fumbled with the hooks. An instant later I felt them release, and stepped back as Cindy shrugged her shoulders allowing the little scrap of fabric to slip down her arms. I was speechless. I stood staring at the objects that I had only dreamed about for the past several months. Cindy tugged at my shirt, and when it was free of my trousers, began unbuttoning it from the top down, and then pressed it back off my shoulders. I tossed it aside onto the same chair with Cindy’s sweater and bra. I felt my undershirt sliding upwards and in an instant it joined the rest of the clothes. Gently, I took Cindy in my arms and felt her breasts flatten against my chest. The kiss that followed was long, sensuous and left me wanting a lot more. I let my hands run down her smooth back until I ...

... encountered the waist band of her slacks. I found the clasp and released it, sliding the zipper down. As they went slack, I just kept pressing down and in a moment, they too joined the other articles. I felt Cindy tugging at my belt, and for a moment or two wondered about her reaction to my already raging hard cock. Obviously she was aware of it already, as I had felt her pressing her pubic bone against it as hard as she could. I didn’t have much time to think about it, because as soon as the zipper hit bottom, she slid her hands under the band of my shorts and slid them off together with the trousers. I noticed that she pulled them far forward to clear my pulsing hard on. I quickly pulled my socks off as I had always considered that a naked man with socks on was one of the most ridiculous sights possible. As I leaned over to remove them, my head came to the level of Cindy’s pussy. Sure enough, a thong, just as I thought. No sense wasting any motions, I thought as I gently slipped them off her curvy little hips. “Last one in is a rotten egg,” exclaimed Cindy as she hopped into the tub. In a flash, I was sitting across from her, our legs entwined due to the size of the tub. Cindy lifted her bottom up and indicated for me to slip my legs under hers. “That’s the Yab-Yam position,” she explained. “What’s that mean?” I asked. Cindy explained that this was the position Tantra Lovers used to drink in each other’s beauty and begin to communicate with the soul. “I’d like to drink in a ...