Hilary Duff & Haylie Duff - Sex Stories

Hilary Duff & Haylie Duff

... middle of her living room, a few short feet from the man who just a few moments ago she would have let do whatever he wanted to her, she spoke freely, and easily. “Tell me about it.” Hilary swallowed, but that didn’t stop her or hesitate her. “I was on the bottom. It was in my trailer. We were practicing lines, and then we were making out. Pretty soon he was over top of me, kissing me, and groping me. I could feel his erection through his jeans. He told me how hot I was, and I told him he was too. I told him to get a condom out of one of the drawers I had stashed some in. He nearly fell over jumping up to get it. He opened his pants, and put it on as I took my clothes off. It took a few moments for him to get it inside me, but when he did, it felt amazing. We just kissed, and fucked. He came fairly soon, and crawled off of me. He asked if he could do it again later, and I told him maybe. I blew him a couple of times, and once he came over and we fucked in my bed. But that was really about it.” “How do you sl**p?” “When I’m at home, it varies. Sort of does on the road too I guess. But I tend towards cotton pyjama pants, and some sort of tshirt, or sl**p shirt when I’m on the road. When I’m home, I can usually handle sl**ping in underwear more often. Or just a pair of panties, and a t-shirt.” “What about last night?” “Panties. Nothing else.” “Did you masturbate last night?” Hilary felt her face flush. She loved the topic, but the last question made her feel slightly ...

... embarrassed. “Yes.” “Did you come?” “Yes.” “Good. Are you still wet?” Hilary nodded without a word. “Do you like it still?” “I’m getting… tense.” SHe explained. “Good. Lick your lips.” Hilary slowly ran her tongue over her soft pink lips, and pressed them together. They glistened in the sun that shone on her from all over the well naturally lit house. “Good.” She felt his hand gingerly press against her stomach, and slide up under her shirt. His finger tips slowly circled around her naval, brushing the tiny metal piercing. She gasped. Tingles rippled through her warm flesh from her naval. He pressed his hand flat against her, his other one slowly slipping over her soft shoulder, hooking her neck with his fingers, and slipping it up slightly, cradling the curve where the back of her skull met her neck. She fought the urge to open her eyes, and felt him pull her against him. He ran his first hand up between her breasts, but didn’t move it anywhere. He just held her chest, and pulled her head forwards. He kissed her sweet red lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth, and rolling it around gently as he sucked her bottom lip gingerly biting it. Lone raised the forearm of his first hand, peeling her shirt upwards as it started rolling up and sliding down his arm to his wrist. He didn’t lose a moment of kissing her, as he raised her top over her amazing rack. He broke slowly, and slid his hand back down to her belly, as he softly kissed his way down the middle of her rib cage, and between the ...