The Touch - Sex Stories

The Touch

... okay?” “Really? So I have to leave all your clothes on?” “Yes, please.” she said, primly. “Although, if you can do what you say you can do, I really won’t have any choice about it, will I?” “Nope.” he said smugly. “Take off your sweater and jeans.” “But… but I’m not wearing any underwear!” she said, her eyes opening wide. “Fantastic!” he said. “That’ll be one less thing for me to tell you to do.” “I’m not taking anything off unless you make me do it.” she said defiantly. “I don’t believe you have any power at all.” “Really?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. “Well, I already told you I don’t want to make you do anything, and I still don’t but you’ll believe me if I prevent you from stopping me from doing whatever I want, right?” “Well, yeah, I guess so.” she said. “What do you mean?” “Would you let me take your sweater off myself?” he asked. “Normally, you’d try to stop me, right?” “Yes.” she whispered. “No. I don’t know.” She looked confused. “I might let you do it.” “Well, let’s just put you to the test, then.” he said, coming over to her. He put his hands on her hips, then pulled her close and kissed her softly on the lips. As he did, he wormed his hands under the hem of her sweater and onto her bare skin, sliding them up her ribcage and pushing her garment up with them.. “Raise your arms.: he said, cheek to cheek with her, and she did, letting him take her sweater up and off. “Oh, oh,” she said, feeling his hands caressing her naked breasts. “I didn’t stop you because I ...

... didn’t want to.” “I know.” he said. “That’s what I like about you so much.” He took a deep breath. “I’m going to take your jeans off now, and then I’m going to eat your pussy.” He kissed his way down her torso, pausing to kiss each of her nipples, then his hands were unbuttoning the top button of her jeans. “You can stop me whenever you want. He pulled the zipper down, then slid his hands into the waistband and ran them down to her ass. “You weren’t kidding about no underwear.” he said, feeling the naked skin of the globes of her ass. Her jeans were down around her thighs now, and he skid one hand around, over her hip, then down her lower belly and tried to insert it between her legs. She squirmed her ass back away, closing her legs tightly together and shivered. “I… I’m not ready for that, yet.” she murmured. “Then here’s the test.” he said, grinning as he looked into her eyes. “You will go over to the couch, take your pants the rest of the way off, and open your legs wide for me, so I can eat you out.” “No.” she said, then a look of disbelief came over her face as she proceeded to do just exactly as he had told her to do. By the time she had reached the couch, her jeans were on the floor behind her, and she sat down with her ass at the edge of the cushions and her legs spread as wide as they would go. “Please, please don’t do this to me.” she begged, seeing him coming closer. “I’ve never been with a man before, and I’m scared.” “It’s okay to be scared.” he said, going to his ...