Rosie - Sex Stories

Rosie

... fondling one. She smiled as she watched my face. I was rock hard and her breast was soft and firm at the same time. I couldn’t seem to get enough of it. I pulled her closer to me so that I could take a nipple and suck on it. She let me have it and she made a sound as I suckled her. It was a low growling purr and it drove me crazy. I had read enough to know that girls enjoy foreplay so I told myself to take it slow. My hands and mouth and tongue started feeling, stroking, sucking, licking, squeezing, all of which elicited more noises from Rosie. She whispered my name but not in a way that I had ever heard before. I could feel the sexual excitement rise in her and the more she responded to me the less anxious I was about my inexperience. My hand got bold enough to stray between her legs and I was thrilled to feel the moistness of her panties. Her smell was pungent and strong and her eyes closed while I rubbed the outside of her pussy through the damp black material. She moaned when I stroked her. I was listening to her and when I did something that she liked the volume of her moans increased. I kept doing that. I gently pushed her over so that she was on her back and I on my side and my hand rubbing her crotch. She spread her legs for me and I tugged at the top of her panties and she raised her butt off the bed and let me take them off. I saw that her pussy was dark, surrounded by dense black curliques, and her vagina was blossoming, revealing pink folds of wet flesh. With ...

... her panties off, her smell was stronger, filling my nostrils. “Take your pants off, Billy, please,” she said. I didn’t think she had to say please but the way she said it, as if I would be doing her a service, made me even harder. I stood up and took my pants and boxers off, hopping on one foot from being in a hurry. She giggled and I watched her eyes as she got her first look at my cock. I’m not small and I’m not large but I am wider than most and I had leaked so that my cockhead had a wet sheen to it. She reached out and touched the tip of it, hesitantly, and then she let her hand encircle my shaft and she stroked it two or three times, watching me react to her touch. I felt like I would never stop grinning. She pulled me down beside her, and pressed her naked body against mine. I kissed her again, more aggressively, and she responded in kind. My hand found its way again to her pussy and my fingers delighted at the feel of her wetness and the mystery of her vaginal folds. I had no idea what I was doing but again her moans offered me clues on what to do. Somehow I found her entrance and my middle finger was suddenly inside her, rubbing and pushing into her. I was finger fucking her and a sense of amazement overcame me as I explored my first pussy. There was a delicious complication to it, one fold after another. I felt around in her and as I approached her clit she broke away from my kiss and arched her back and then her hips started moving against my hand. Her moaning was ...