MY Twisted Little Hobby! - Sex Stories

MY Twisted Little Hobby!

... she came, and the two of them teasing me, pushing me, driving me to the brink of madness with their constant thrusting and pounding, and Danni grinding her pussy onto my face, yelling at me to suck her dry, and I couldn't take anymore and I came with a vengeance, but kept thrusting, giving myself three or four more orgasms! As the sensations subsided, I realized I'd been a bit vocal, but hoped it hadn't been noticed. The next afternoon Evie once again needed help, but this time I took her to a restaurant and bought her a nice meal afterward, and then a trip to the mall. She protested, but couldn't stop me from buying her a simple skirt and blouse set that looked nice on her, and then I bought her a moderately priced pair of shoes and tights to go with it that looked great on her. She hugged me again, and cried a little, which was just what I wanted, and I knew I was close. As she entered my place, I couldn't believe how good she looked in her new outfit, and with her hair having had some effort put into it, and her new makeup, she was looking very hot, and I knew today was going to be my first taste of her. The tutoring went well, but the inevitable talk went even better, and as I was behind her chair, I reached down to massage her shoulders. Innocent enough, but the tiny shiver of fear was thrilling. She wanted my touch, but wasn't sure about it. I continued and did nothing other than a gentle shoulder massage, and she relaxed a bit and made an appreciative sound as I ...

... worked her. "You're soooo tense, you're too young to be so worried about everything!" I laughed. "It's….not easy being a teenager." she countered. "No, it's not, but it's not all bad. You've got…people who care about you…." Another shiver? Delightful! "And you're quite a lovely girl, you know. Surely that can't be a bad thing?" Another shiver? I realized I was starting to get wet! "Well….." she said lamely. Time for the first move, I reached down and gently puled her hair back and kissed her neck. Another shiver, but no jump, no words, just…anticipation. My right hand fell further down, and I caressed her breast with it, ever so gently. "You shouldn't…." "I shouldn't what? Show you I care? Surely not. I shouldn't make you feel better?" I kissed her neck again and continued with her breasts, bringing my other hand to caress her left breast. They were firm, and tight, just the way teenage tits ought to be, and I savored the feel of them in my fingers, knowing that only a few layers of cloth separated me from her sweet skin. "Is this…right? It feels good, but…I don't know….." "Do you care about wrong and right? Or do you care that someone who cares about you very much wants to make you feel good? I can, and will make you feel good." "But I'm not sure…it seems…somehow….maybe…" "Don't worry about it, " I purred, "you'll feel good, and that will make me feel good, that I pleased you..what's the harm in that?" "None, I guess…" I continued for a bit, caressing those sweet tits, and kissed ...