Sg JC gals are more fun indeed.. - Sex Stories

Sg JC gals are more fun indeed..

... slight flare. I could see the straps of her bra side by side her top’s strap, and was she a sight to behold, clad from top to bottom in baby blue, just like a demure princess. Her hair was down, flowing in a slight wave, and the slightest of breeze will cause some of her hair to float behind her, like she was a creature of mythical lore. Most of the other couples probably had similar intentions to what I had, and thus, we were all spaced out pretty well, the closest was about 4 seats away on a different row. I led Melissa towards our seat, and we plonked our butts down waiting for the movie to start. It was the usual crap romantic love story that most gals seem to adore for some reason. There was a kissing scene which was pretty steamy, and I forgot who it was, but the actress made me think dirty thoughts and thus, I was semi aroused. Melissa was sitting on my right side, and my right arm was already around her neck since the start of the movie, and her head was resting gently on my right shoulder. My hand was slowly going up and down her upper arms, just rubbing as I watched the steamy portions, when all of a sudden, Melissa lifted her head up and planted a wet kiss on my nose. The moment she lifted her head, I had turned mine to face her to see what she was doing, and her kiss, instead of landing on my cheek, landed right on my nose. We stared into each other’s eyes, looking, searching, and I lowered my head to the same level as her and kissed her on her lips, tongues ...

... twirling in the confines of our mouth. Melissa turned her body towards me, and my hands slipped off her shoulder, and as it travelled downwards, caressing the heaving mould that was her right breast covered only by her bra and top.. My dextrous fingers slipped into the small gap between her bra and her breast and reached for the nipple, while slowly massaging the breast. I could smell Melissa even stronger, the more she kissed me, and my left hand wasn’t idle either, reaching for Melissa’s thighs rubbing it up and down through her skirt’s fabric. After a while, my left hand went under her skirt, and rubbed her inner thighs, which elicited a soft moan from her, and encouraged me. Our kissing got more ferocious, and I was pretty sure that some of the other moviegoers knew about what we were doing, but as we were at the corner, there wasn’t much for other people to see without turning back and missing their movie. I soon got to her panties and explored the outline of her pussy through her cotton panties. She froze when I did that. Me: {Shit, did I do something wrong? I want my pussy!!} *I’ll use this bracket { and } for my own thoughts from time to time. Fearing something bad, I stopped exploring any further and rubber her pussy through her cotton panties. She later told me that she stopped as it felt good and she couldn’t think properly. Anyway, her pause was only temporary and she continued kissing me back after I continued to explore her mouth with my tongue, gently nibbling on ...