Marcy's Playground 4 by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Marcy's Playground 4 by loyalsock

... last time. His lips were firm against mine. I felt the very tip of his tongue against my lips. &#034Open for me, baby,&#034 he said against my mouth. And I did. If I thought the kiss before was good, this was magnificent. French kissing had always sounded kind of gross to me. Who wants another person's tongue in your mouth? But that's not what it felt like. It felt like magic. A magic ride of sensations running all up and down my spine because of the way Jean-Luc was licking the inside of my mouth. I broke it off, breathless. &#034God, you're really good at that,&#034 I said. &#034I've had lots of practice,&#034 he said. &#034What's your excuse?&#034 I shrugged. &#034You're a natural, that's what.&#034 He kissed me again. It seemed like we spent hours kissing. I was lost in it; drowning in it. I vaguely felt his hands caressing up and down the sides of my waist, but only vaguely. But I definitely felt it when they caressed up over the bottoms of my breasts. I jumped a little. &#034You startled me,&#034 I said. &#034I see that,&#034 he said. Although I should have known that was coming. I mean I had seen Evan do that to Heather. That was the point of this whole thing. That I would see it first so I wouldn't be startled. Jean-Luc stood up with me still in his lap. He held me and then carefully placed me on the ground. &#034Time to go home, pretty baby.&#034 &#034No!&#034 &#034Yeah,&#034 he said. &#034No. No. Just cause I was a little startled doesn't mean I want to stop. I ...

... was only startled because I was so lost in the kisses.&#034 &#034Nice flattery, Lafferty. But I think you've had enough for tonight.&#034 Lafferty? What kind of nickname is that? &#034Come on, I'll follow you home. Make sure you get home okay.&#034 &#034It's only a few blocks.&#034 &#034Then it will be no trouble,&#034 he said. He held the door between the porch and the house open for me to go through first. &#034I'm going to see our girl home,&#034 he said to Evan. Evan and Heather were watching TV on the couch. Evan gave me a peck on the lips. Heather gave me a peck on the lips. Jean-Luc hugged them both, and then we were out the front door. He walked me to my car and gave me a toe-searing kiss before I got in. &#034I'll be right behind you,&#034 he said. &#034So to speak.&#034 I bit my lips to keep from smiling and shook my head. I drove home, occasionally glancing in my rear view mirror to look at his headlights. He pulled in behind my car but didn't get out. After I opened my door he gave a quiet beep-beep of his horn and drove off. My first kiss. Oh my God. I can't wait to tell Bevvie. Oh wait. I couldn't. How would I explain Jean-Luc? Where would I say I met him? Oh boy. This is going to get problematic down the line, I could just see it. I should probably tell her that I started talking to Evan one day while he was walking his dogs... No. I just needed to shut up about the whole thing. I couldn't tell her anything. I would have to keep it to myself. Sigh. It was bad ...