The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 33 - Sex Stories

The Girlfriend Experience Ch. 33

... hardened nipple against his palm.

After squeezing the firm mound of flesh just once, Dave lifted that hand and presented his index and middle finger to Christina's mouth. "Suck," he demanded, and after she gave another little mewl, her soft, wet tongue was gliding along his thick digits. He took the initiative yet again, pumping those fingers in and out, mimicking his other hand and its movement as it throttled her pussy.

The double penetration, though certainly not in the traditional sense, had Christina coming apart in his lap. Dave felt her thighs flex, and her orgasm building as she clawed at his shoulders. He found her G-spot and smashed his mouth to hers to finish the job.

Her hips bucked as she cried out his name.

She writhed and panted, another breathy, needy plea sailing from her lips and as she floated down from the euphoric high, Dave took her right back up again.

"OhmiGod!" she screamed as another climax claimed her. Her head thrashed, hair flailed, nails carved moons into his skin and as Dave eased his frenetic efforts, Christina cried out one final time before falling limp to the sheets.

"What did you do to me?" Her voice was a raspy hush before he took her in a slow, seductive kiss. She lay perfectly still, other than the rise and fall of her breasts. Dave's mouth deviated, exploring the swath of skin exposed by an open neckline.

Her sweet, cupid lips curled up at the edges in a sensual smile. "Oh God, Dave. I ... I never cameso ...

... hard."

A deep groan rumbled through his chest. "Do you have any idea how sexy you are, Piper? Everything you do is ..." Dave couldn't resist, groping Christina's breasts through the fabric of her minidress and again claiming her cherry-red lips in a kiss. Then another. "I could do this all day." And a third for good measure. "Iwant to do this all day."

Dave turned tender now, his body a warm, soothing blanket above her. He was propped up on an elbow, still fully clothed, Christina realized, and she was drenched in a pool of sweat, wearing a minidress rolled up to her abdomen and had no idea where her panties were. A blush tickled up the back of her neck.

"Can we do that again?"

"Only if I can join too," Lindsay said, biting her lip, as she sauntered over to the bed in her snug-fitting blouse, brown micro-miniskirt, and skyscraper heels. "But first, we need to get you out of that dress."

After switching her focus to Dave, the mattress lowered as Lindsay placed a knee on it and settled onto his lap. "Did you forget about me, baby?" She glided her hands over his shoulders, chest, and abdomen, all the way down to grip his cock through his shorts with both hands. "Because I didn't forget you." Lindsay moved in for a deep, thorough kiss of her own. Being enveloped by her feminity while she loved his mouth was so sumptuous that a desperate moan slipped from Dave's lungs into hers. She drew back, and Dave gasped - not for air, but for her to return to him.

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