Baby Oil Bad Boy - Sex Stories

Baby Oil Bad Boy

... had been in the back seat of his car, in the pitch black, at two o’clock in the morning. “We have the place to ourselves,” he replied calmly. “Why don’t we help each other out?” “I don’t understand,” said Sarah nervously. “Well, you’ve never been with a guy, right?” Sarah could feel her face flush even redder, the heat rising from her cheeks was practically curling her eyelashes. “How do you know who I’ve been with?” “Come on, let’s not kid ourselves. I can tell.” Sarah just sat there for a while before eventually nodding a confirmation. “And if I’m honest, I really fancy the pants off you. You know, if you were actually wearing any that is.” The last line was followed by a cheeky grin. “Dom, listen, I don’t know if… did you just say I was hot?” The look on her face was one of astonishment, she couldn’t believe what she’d just heard. “You don’t like… you know, when thinking about me, do you?” she asked nervously, before nibbling her bottom lip. “What, jerk off? What would you say if I did?” “I-I don’t know. I thought you were going out with that girl Amanda. I could hear her moaning from my room.” “Not if her last text message to me was anything to go by. No, it didn’t really work out. Anyway, we never actually had sex. She only wanted me to eat her pussy.” Sarah could barely swallow, her throat was so dry. Even the passing reference to oral sex made her cheeks redden further; she was starting to resemble a beetroot. Sarah watched open-mouthed as Dom, in his slightly laid ...

... back pose, began to slowly stroke his cock. It didn’t take long for it to begin to firm up and grow longer. “You’ve never had a guy go down on you either, have you?” It was like he could read her like a book. Sarah pursed her lips and shook her head. “But you’ve thought about it. Imagined how it would feel.” She nodded. “Would you like me to?” Dominic sat up and leaned over close as she looked away, unable to hold is gaze. She could smell the masculine scent of his body, it was intoxicating. He brought his lips to her ear and whispered softly, “Would you like me to lick your pussy, Sarah?” She couldn’t speak, she couldn’t even look at him. Having a gorgeous guy go down on her was one of her ultimate fantasies, she often thought about what it would be like. Her fingers had so far sufficed as a poor substitute, but it wasn’t enough. It felt like butterflies were fluttering in her stomach and her palms were becoming sweaty. She couldn’t believe this was actually happening. “I promise I’ll be gentle,” continued Dominic. “I’ve been thinking about this since you moved in. I bet you taste so good.” That was all Sarah could stand, whatever happened next, so be it. With the slightest of nods, she gave him permission to continue. Little footsteps of soft pressure tiptoed up her inner thigh as he walked his fingers under her robe. A small gasp preceded a groan as she felt his warm palm cup her bare, aching sex. “Ohhh,” was all she could manage as she was touched for the first time. With ...