Christmas Wish for s****r - Sex Stories

Christmas Wish for s****r

... high on the tip to a hard press against the base. Suddenly she brought her legs together, Kyle's hand pulling back in surprise, his dick falling to his stomach. She jerked down her pajamas as forcibly as she had her b*****r's, kicking them away, and fell back on Kyle's hip, skin against skin. She grabbed his hand and put it back on her pussy, then put her own grip back on his cock. He immediately slid his finger back in. Her exposed legs and thighs felt cool in the air, but his hand and touch was so warm inside her. Free to pick his angle, Kyle was able to go in deeper, losing his whole finger inside her. She pressed his dick against her thigh, rubbing the slick head across her skin. His other arm was now behind her back instead of over her shoulder, and he grabbed her breast again from under her arm. Holding her tightly against him, he slid in and out, doing his best to finger-fuck her. His technique wasn't perfect, but still quite serviceable, and Millie let herself get lost in the feeling. The angle was hard, and his stamina soon started to waver, loosing strength. Millie wanted more; it was as simple as that. Letting go of him, she slid off to his side and turned, laying and pushing back until her upper back was setting on the arm rest. She spread her legs, hanging one in the air with nowhere off the couch to set it and the other into the back of the couch, pushing her toes under her b*****r's butt. He looked down at her, with so much bare skin. Her thighs and legs, her ...

... stomach. He stared at her pussy, finally getting a good view of what he'd been touching, pink, wet, and wide. Her tits rested softly on her body, the shirt having pushed half way down them, but not getting past the nipples. Not letting himself think, he turned to her, yanking off his own shirt and kicking free his feet from his jeans, and crawled until he was positioned over her, arms at her side. He lowered his face to her chest, kissing and licking, pulling her shirt back up off them with one hand. Millie peeled her shirt off, leaving her hands reaching off the side of the couch over her head as her b*****r's mouth ran across her breasts, sucking on one nipple and then the other. It felt good, but she wanted to feel good somewhere else, too. She could see his dick and balls dangling beneath him, pointing at her. She reached and took it, now feeling so familiar in her hand, running her fingers on his balls and giving it a few cursory strokes. Then, using it to pull him to her, she guided it to her pussy. Raising his head from her tits, he looked back, and they both watched as she rubbed his glans against her, finding the spot where the resistance stopped and he popped into place. With her gently tugging and him gently pushing, he slowly entered her vagina. After about two inches, she let go, and he kept pushing on his own, going just a little faster until he was completely in, their pubes pressing together. Millie gasped a bit, breathing out a slow but stuttered breath, while ...