Apartment Eight Makes A Golden Challenge - Sex Stories

Apartment Eight Makes A Golden Challenge

... his jeans and daintily pulled down the zipper. He wiggled his hips a little to help her tug the jeans down past his butt, but the lingering oil on his body made the task much easier. She reached for his handsome cock. “No touching,” Vasily commanded softly, “hands against car.” Carie looked up, curious. Vasily nodded his chin once. It was his turn to tell her what she wanted. Grinning anxiously, she lowered her hands to her sides, flattening them against the minivan. Vasily swayed in closer towards her, locking his hands against the minivan to the sides of Carie’s face. He wanted her to smell the oil and sweat on his naked flesh as he moved his body, brushing it against her with deliberate grinds of his crotch. Carie shuddered, rattled to her bones. She felt his cock drift against her dress, brushing at her abdomen. “Good?” he asked. She offered a swift nod and a soft, gulping gasp in reply. He pressed in closer, swirling his crotch, then easing it up and down. He felt his length begin to stiffen as it touched her and felt the tremble in her belly. He stuck his foot between her bare feet and nudged them apart. Carie felt the hem of her short, tight dress hiking up her thighs as he shifted her legs apart. No sooner had she adjusted her position against the back of the minivan did he move forward and against her, splaying her legs even further. She felt his shaft sliding against her body becoming more rigid and desirable with every twist of his pelvis. It pushed against her ...

... dress, sliding it up more and more until the crotch of her black panties was exposed to the night air and her round, smooth bottom rubbed against the minivan. Fuck! her mind screamed. She was like Vasily’s little toy, switched on with a push of a secret button only he knew where to find on her. She looked at him, up and down his chiseled body, from his rippling cock to his the stern, handsome lines on his face. Each fleeting stroke of his skin against her sent a wave of pleasure through her. His control over his powerful body was so provocative. Her nails scratched against the minivan. “Watch my eyes,” Vasily said, and Carie obediently locked her slender, dark eyes upon him. Vasily breathed deeply. His cock tingled, surging to life as it teased against her panties. Hardened and upright, he dipped his body down, low enough to rub along her velvet thighs. His tip nudged against her panties, digging into the line of her crotch, drawing a quivering gasp from the young woman. He felt her sway her hips, nuzzling herself against his tip, provoking more heated. soft groans from her lips. He raised himself further until his throbbing shaft hooked beneath her dress and slid under. He moved his hands to her hips and held her tight as he shifted his crotch slowly, side-to-side, up and down, his hot cock rubbing against her smooth belly. Carie gnawed on her lower lip. She held fast onto Vasily’s insistent gaze as long as she could as she felt his throbbing cock tickle and slide across her ...