Lazy, Sexy Night - Sex Stories

Lazy, Sexy Night

... chest..." By now he was trembling and staring at me as if I would disappear if he blinked. "... these shaped arms..." down his arms to his hands, where I kissed each finger in turn, then planted a kiss in the palm "... and the softest hands that have ever touched me." I put his hands on my breasts, over my shirt, and he rubbed my nipples through my shirt, getting a small moan as a reward. Impatient, I lifted my shirt over my head and he pulled one of my breasts out of my bra, leaning in to lick and suck while I held onto his knees. I was going wild with just his soft pulls and pushed him away lightly, resettling my breast in my bra. "You're getting a bit impatient, love." I pushed him backwards until his back hit the back of the seat. "I'm not done with you yet." I lowered myself excruciatingly slowly as he watched, and settled my face over his cock. I let my tongue lick my lower lip and he tensed, holding his breath. Leaning in, I breathed hotly over him, warming the head of his cock with my breath and his head fell back. A grin spread across my face and I proceeded to suck and lick so slowly, cupping his balls in my hand and massaging them. His breathing grew labored and his hands tangled in my hair, encouraging me to be more firm, and I put a hand on his shaft, using it to extend the wet hole he was plunging into. His rhythm became more regular, and his hands were fumbling with my bra strap. I came up off of him, pushing myself up on his knees to kiss him. "Wow..." he ...

... said, and I grinned. I stepped back from him and slipped off my underwear, leaving my skirt in place. I pushed his legs together, reached my arms around his neck, and settled into rubbing my wetness down his cock, gyrating my hips and allowing just the tip to slide in until there was resistance, then sliding back out. He held onto me with one arm around my waist and another steadying him on the desk. "Let go," I said. "I'll hold us up." "We're going to fall over if I don't hold on." "Let go." I took both of his hands and put them on my hips, pushing myself down to take all of him in. His hands tightened on my hips as we set a rhythm and I held on to the back of the chair with one hand to keep us upright. I grabbed his hand and showed him how to massage my clit: he was a fast learner and I was getting to the point where I was almost crying out with each thrust. His other hand wandered up my back, his mouth across my chest and face, and we rode until his rhythm started to become unsteady. I slowed down. "You ready?" He nodded, licking his lips. I came off of him and turned around, guiding his cock back into me. "Hold on tight." I planted my feet on the floor, and I rode him hard and fast while he alternated between grabbing my hips and playing his hands up my back and across my chest. I moaned and made small grunting noises as he pushed himself harder and deeper and I pushed myself to take everything he had. He came with a soft cry, head thrown back, hands convulsing on my hips. I ...