Special Bond - Sex Stories

Special Bond

... about. I love you and what we do is no one’s business but ours.” Smiling, she bent forward and kissed me. As she straightened up, she slid the strap of her nightgown off of her left shoulder, then slid down the other. I rolled back slightly to give her room to push the front down. There they were, the breasts that I had come to crave. They were not overly large, just average but nicely shaped. I adored them! I loved the sight of them, the feel of them, the taste of her nipples, everything about them. They had become my personal fetish, the memory of them remaining with me from one lonely week to the next. As I turned toward her, her arm cradled my head and brought my face to her breast. I opened my lips and used my tongue to locate her nipple. With her nipple now between my lips, I drew hard on her. She gasped and held me tightly against her. “Oh baby how I’ve missed you. In my mind I can feel your lips on me and your tongue teasing me the way you do. Baby Friday can’t come soon enough for me anymore.” I loved hearing her say that. It was the same for me. All week long the memory of her soft breasts haunted me. I could taste her fleshy nipples and feel her arms clutching me against her. The sounds of pleasure and desire that she would make echoed again and again in my head. My rigid cock pressed against the thin fabric of my pajamas. I suckled her hard, then released her nipple and teased it with her tongue. I could feel her body tense and hear the sounds that spilled from ...

... her open mouth. She softened her embrace and I switched to her other breast. She gasped again and I felt her begin to squirm. “Oh baby...baby...SO GOOD!” Her back arched and she again pressed me tightly against her. I loved the feel of her nipples in my mouth. They were soft, like chewy gum drops, but when I sucked hard, they would get hard. It was such a treat to lightly nibble on them and feel her body twist as she cried out softly. She released my head and pulled the cushion securely under my head. Her body was twisting and I felt her arm reach between us, moving me outward slightly. She slumped down against the couch and pulled up the hem of her nightgown. Her hand fell between her legs and I could feel the movement of her arm against my chest. My mouth freely alternated between her breasts. She was writhing now, jerky gasps interspersed within her heavy panting. I felt her arm, then her hand slide down along my body. Her smooth touch started at my chest and moved slowly downward, rubbing as it went. My body jerked as her hand slipped into my pajamas and grasped my rock-hard cock. Now I joined her, gasping and panting as her cool, silky hand held me, squeezing and gently stroking me. It was hard to concentrate when her hand started to push my pajamas downward. I lifted my hips and the pajamas slid easily down and almost to my knees. As her hand came back, she paused to rub my balls. She had such a light touch, teasing yet exactly what I craved. I opened my legs and she ...