My Library Fantasy: Jeremy, Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

My Library Fantasy: Jeremy, Chapter 4

... forward over me again, shirtless now. "My beautiful hottie," he said, transferring to one hand and squeezing at one of my breasts with the other, "I'm going to give you the fucking you deserve, at long last. If only I hadn't ended up in there." As he pulled down the front of my top, exposing my breasts, and squeezing the first one again, I said, "If you hadn't have ended up in there, you'd have never met me." "No," he said, staring at my naked boobs and seeming not to think about this too much. He sat up again, so he could use both his hands. I sat up a little too, to allow him to strip me down to the waist. My top and bra ended up on the floor, in a pile with the rest of our clothes. He squeezed both of my tits, one in each hand, taking my nipples between his thumb and finger and pinching. It felt amazing, and I moaned loudly, arching my back some more and pushing them out to him. He bent towards me, and took my left nipple in his mouth first, lashing with his tongue at both of them in turn until my big puffy nipples were as hard as they could be. We rolled over on the sofa, noisily, and both giggling like a pair of teenagers, so that we were sat up, and I was on top of him on his lap now. He was still squeezing and licking at my breasts, as I reached down and unzipped first one, and then the other of my boots and kicked them off. Jeremy pulled at the waistband of my jeans, tugging them down like he just couldn't wait, and said, "I want you naked. I've never seen you naked. ...

... My beautiful hottie." I giggled again, bit my lip and said, "OK!" It felt so good talking out loud like this, stripping each other properly, and taking our time. I realised I was the first naked girl he'd seen in nearly 4 years, and I felt so special because of it. Once he'd got me like he wanted me, and everything I was wearing was in a heap on the floor, he pushed me over to lie on the sofa again and positioned himself between my legs. We kissed some more, and I pulled at the front of his trousers now. He stopped kissing me, held himself up with one hand, and started to help me unzip him. We looked at each others faces, and moaned at the feeling of our skin on skin, and giggled at the pure joy of being free to do this. I wanted him more than anything now, I just wanted him inside me as soon as I could have him. We quickly, between us, unleashed his hard cock, which was already dripping at the tip, and pushed his clothes down to his knees. We weren't going to get much further than that, because of his ankle tag, and anyway, we both wanted to fuck straight away, so the rest of his clothes never joined the pile. I grabbed his length and guided him towards me, moaning loudly and making it clear I wanted him to take me immediately. He gave me what I wanted, entering me all the way, and with no problems as I was very excited to have him all to myself at last, and was by now dripping wet. Although I'd fucked him twice before, this felt so much better as I could concentrate fully ...