Former Playboy Playmates Part 4: Julianne’s Depression - Sex Stories

Former Playboy Playmates Part 4: Julianne’s Depression

... still whispering in her ear, his hand gently caressing her stomach. “I know my way around fairly well. As a police officer, I have to. To be honest, I wanted to treat you to dinner, spend some time with you, and see where things went.” Julianne gulped, raising her head to look out the window behind the kitchen sink, she had a perfect view of Tony’s back yard. “You, you did?” she stammered. “I did. I would like to spend the night if that’s ok with you. Are you ok with things going there?” TJ asked, breathing in her scent, his nose in her thick blonde hair. She gulped once more. It had been almost a year since Julianne had sex. Her sister Stephanie was visiting her and one of her friend’s picked her up on the way back from Miami. He stayed the night, there was wine, and one thing led to another. She had no regrets, but on this night with TJ, she was completely sober and very nervous. “TJ, I don’t know,” Julianne said, closing her eyes, feeling his breath on her neck. “We don’t have to do anything. I can leave. I just think you are lovely and would love to spend the night with you,” TJ said, gently kissing her neck, sending shivers down her spine. Julianne nodded, slowly turning around to face him. She lowered her eyes, unsure of what to do, figuring she should take her shirt off. Looking to her stomach, she hooked her fingers beneath her top and began to pull it up. TJ stopped her, grabbing her wrists, just as her hands had pulled her top up over her large breasts, covering ...

... her face in the process. He held her arms in place, her top obscuring her view. He pulled her bra down, revealing a nipple. She moaned softly when she felt TJ’s tongue flick against her nipple, his hand grabbing her large breast. She moaned again when she felt him kiss around her breast flesh, up her neck, her jaw line, and finally her lips. He released her hands, letting her remove the rest of her shirt, but she just stood there, kissing his full lips, savoring the feel of them against her own. Julianne finally came to, realizing her shirt was still covering most of her head, with her arms in the air. She removed it, letting the top fall to the kitchen floor, and then unclasped her bra, letting it fall too. She slid her arms around TJ’s broad shoulders, continuously kissing him, her tongue occasionally meeting his. His hands rested on her bare back, slowly moving up and down her body. “Where’s your bedroom?” He asked. “Last door on the right,” Julianne nodded in the direction of her hallway. TJ picked her up, carrying her down the hall. Sitting her gently down at the foot of the bed, they resumed kissing, TJ unbuttoning his shirt as they did. Julianne broke the kiss, looking over TJ’s chest and stomach, slowly reaching out to touch it. She nearly gasped when her hand reached his dark chocolate colored flesh. She wanted to kiss his entire body, but TJ had other ideas. He quickly shed the rest of his shirt, unzipped and unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down along with his ...