The Babysitters Pink Panties Part 2: Crossing the Line - Sex Stories

The Babysitters Pink Panties Part 2: Crossing the Line

... “Please, don’t stop,” She said, expelling a whimpered sigh. I cupped both her tits in my hands, feeling their suppleness and pinching them between my fingers. Softly kneading her nipples together and apart like a baker, delicately kneading the finest dough. Her nipples captivated me as they drew circles in the night air again, and again. I was working up the courage, biding my time for the right moment to reach forward and take one of them in my mouth. I wanted to suck on her like a new-born calf suckling for the first taste of mothers milk. However, a tickle on the inside of my thigh distracted me and I looked down to find two of her fingers slowly walking their way up my leg. “Can I?” She asked, pausing uncertainly. I replied by pulling my vest off and, completely naked, widened my legs as I took her breasts in my hand again. Her eyes lit up and her hand continued its journey upward. It felt like waiting forever, but eventually they summited my thigh and I felt the tips of her fingers delicately cup my balls. “Wow!” She whispered. My cock throbbed painfully, glistening with pre-cum. “I can’t believe it’s me making you so hard.” She teased my scrotum between her fingers and rubbed the contours of my skin. Her hands explored me a little bit at a time, working their way as she dared herself onto the base of my shaft and curled around me. “You are so soft. I didn’t know men shaved their… things.” “It’s not common, but I like it. The smoothness makes me harder. Jenna, you can’t ...

... just keep calling it ‘thing’. “What should I call it?” she asked. I shuddered. With a single finger, she finished the sentence by offering my shaft the slightest explorative strokes and gazed at it as if she were petting a new puppy. “Oh my God!” I moaned, unable to respond as her fingers curled round the base of my dick and her grip embraced me. “Do you like the way I touch your cock Andy?” She teased, timidly. “Is that what you want me call it: cock?” “Oh fuck, Jenna ,” I groaned. “This is gonna make me cum.” Her expression became eager and her lips pursed to form a little ‘ooh’. “I want to see that. Tell me how I do it, please.“ “Grip me tighter.” I instructed. “Now tug on it, firmly.” She allowed another girly little giggle to escape and began tugging on me with slow, smooth strokes. “I never thought I’d be doing this with your dick.” “You’re doing great.” I said. My breath quickening as I felt my orgasm building, the pre-cum making little sloshing sounds as she continued jerking me off. I stopped touching her gorgeous mounds and rested my hands on the bed to steady myself as I began gyrating into her hand. My cock sliding in and out of the hole made between her thumb and fingers. “Oh, honey that feels so hot.” She instinctively increased her pace, grinding harder as my cock hardened for the finale. I could feel my shaft strengthening as my balls tingled. “It’s so hard in my hand. I can feel you growing.” She said, massaging my balls while she continued to pump excitedly. ...