Todd & Cindy - Sex Stories

Todd & Cindy

... lot more than your soul,” I murmured. “Why not?” she replied with her little smile. As we soaked in the hot tub, I was absolutely fascinated by her breasts. The water was just high enough that they seemed to float on the surface of the water, gently bobbing up and down as she made little movements. Likewise my turgid cock swayed with the flow of water, and I was conscious that Cindy was checking it out. “Do you know how to breathe together?” she asked. “Not sure I know what you mean,” I replied with a puzzled look on my face. She slid forward until we were locked in an embrace, her tits flattened against my chest, and my cock trapped between us. I wondered if she could feel it throbbing as I could. Cindy showed me how to breathe into my root charka, whatever the hell that was, and how to breathe together in harmony with the spirit of love. After about another fifteen minutes, all I wanted to do was to fuck her, the hell with charkas and synchronized breathing. Cindy seemed to sense my passion, and suggested that we may want to get out as too long in the tub was not good for you. Since she was above my legs, she got out first, but I was right behind her. She led me to the bathroom and tossed me a big fluffy blue towel, while she selected an equally fluffy white towel. Instead of drying myself, I began gently drying Cindy, paying special attention to those places that were hard to get dry. Cindy smiled as I touched her, and then reciprocated, giving me the same undivided ...

... attention. As we went back into the bedroom, Cindy paused then nodded toward her night stand. “Bottom drawer,” she said as she pulled the covers down. I selected a couple of condoms, placing one on the night stand and tearing the other one open. “Let’s go slow,” Cindy whispered with a kind of pleading look. OK, I can hold off for at least five seconds, I thought. Never-the-less, I began to stroke her exquisite breasts, feeling the softness that always amazed me. I worked slowly down her tummy with one hand while keeping the other working on the breast. I didn’t hurry, although I sure wanted to. Finally, I encountered her soft downy hair and began inching my way toward nirvana. As I slipped my fingers into the very top of my goal, I could already begin to feel the wetness of a ready and waiting pussy. As I worked a bit further down, I felt her buck and take a sharp breath. “Oh god, that feels so good, it feels so good. Keep it up, keep it up!” she moaned in a deep throaty guttural voice. I had learned that when something feels good, not to make the mistake of going harder so it would feel even better, but to just keep doing exactly what I was doing, so I gently circled her little hard clit, savoring her expressions of pleasure and feeling her grind her ass into the bed. After a while, I let my finger slowly slip down and then into her slick cunt. Instead of plunging right in, I hooked my finger upward until I could feel the little ridge just inside the pubic bone. Wonder if she ...