Rebound - Sex Stories

Rebound

... her lips to nibble at his cock and balls. When his hips started fucking the air, she jerked him off onto her outstretched tongue, swallowed, and then sucked the last drop from him. She got to her feet and re-washed her face while he got his breathing under control. “You realize, Kay, you’re going to get eaten unmercifully for that.” “I damn near passed out last night.” “I’ll try harder next time.” He ran home for clean clothes while she fussed over her outfit for the day. She greeted him at the door in her robe. He closed the door behind him and reached for her. “Are you not dressed to save time?” He untied the belt holding her garment closed. She smacked at his hand. “I’m not dressed because I can’t figure out what to wear. I have this overwhelming need to look right for you.” “You always look nice, Kay. Call me shallow, but your appearance got to me right away. I see a lot of girls at work. Most are done up to look as pretty or as sexy as they can. You pull it off naturally. You look good when you wake up. That’s rare. I bet you have no idea how good you look all sweaty in hiking clothes.” “With my bare ass and pussy on display?” “There was that, yes.” He kissed her and reached through her robe to fondle her buttocks. “But the best part is what I see in your eyes. You’re a good person, Kay.” She couldn’t stop blushing. “They won’t think so at the coffee shop if I show up like this.” “May I watch you dress?” She surprised herself in the bedroom. It felt okay being nude in ...

... front of him, watching him watching her. She found the perfect bra and panty set and picked a top and pair of comfortable shorts. She gathered everything and brought it with her to stand in front of him and dress slowly. He spoke when she was tying the second shoe. “I memorized all that. I know exactly how I’ll undress you later.” “Down, boy,” she smirked before giving him a very warm kiss. “Let’s get coffee.” They got to Wholelotta Jo in time for the breakfast special – bagels, cream cheese, and a fruit plate to share with their steaming mugs. At the bicycle rental, he chose a yellow bike to match her top. They rode on the path along the river for a few miles and then stopped to watch a group of kids skipping stones across the slow-moving water. He breathed the clean fresh air. “If my third book does well, maybe I’ll buy a pond and build a little house next to it,” Jim mused. “You have dreams,” she said. He chuckled. “Is that bad?” “No.” “If we don’t dream, things can get boring. Dreams inspire us.” “You’re not like other guys.” “What do you mean?” “You’re more of a thinker. You’re a gentleman and a romantic. Inside you there’s a wishful little boy, isn’t there?” He laughed. “Speaking of wishes, I got mine.” “From the falling star?” “Yes. I can share it now, since it came true.” “Is that how it works? Then I can share too.” “Ladies first.” She felt the color fill her cheeks as she spoke. “I wished I could feel good about myself around a man again. I feel pretty good right ...