A Brewing Romance - Sex Stories

A Brewing Romance

... something too!" she said. He stopped and climbed into bed with his boxers intact. Mark crawled up the bed between her legs and on up until he was over her and kissing her once again. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him down on top of her, feeling his weight on her as they kissed. She felt something else as well, Mark had grown quite a bulge in the front of those boxers and as he pressed down on her, she felt his excitement against her own. Mark kissed his way down her neck, across her collarbone, and down the front of her chest. He stopped at her young tender breasts and began feasting on the C-cup delicacies. "Ohhh yess... suck my titties... bite my nipples, Mark..." she moaned as she cupped her breasts in her hands, offering them up to his mouth. Mark wasn't about to refuse such tempting delights, and greedily began gnawing and chewing on the hard pink buttons. Giselle moaned loudly and arched her back, thrusting her chest upwards, wanting him to take all of her into his mouth. He took over holding her breasts as his fingers dug deep into the soft, pliant flesh. Giselle grabbed the sheets and hung on tightly, her knuckles turning white as the room slowly began to fall away. Mark was enjoying her sweet breasts very much, but he knew there was so much more of her to explore. He was torn in his decision to move along, but other treasures awaited; so reluctantly leaving her aching breasts behind, he continued working his way south. He reached her belly and was ...

... tugging lightly on her navel piercing when his nostrils caught a most delightful aroma. A musky, womanly scent that he found intoxicating and he followed his nose to the source of the fragrance. Giselle was completely turned on by now and her panties were soaked. The aroma he had detected was one of a ripe young girl in full heat and wanting to be satisfied. Mark was just the guy to do it too, and he tore off the juice-sodden panties and tossed them onto the floor. She lay there with her legs wide-spread, her shaved pussy dripping with desire and waiting for him to feed it. She had another surprise waiting for him as well. Sitting proudly there next to her shaved honey-hole was a tattoo of a red, ripe cherry! Mark licked his lips as she watched him, her eyes half-closed in a lustful cloud. He lowered his face to her and kissed her mound and took a playful nip out of each inner thigh before bending to the task. "Ohmygod!" she exclaimed as Mark took his first long lap at the wetness that had leaked from between her pink, puffy lips. She instinctively reached up and grabbed the back of his head, forcing his mouth down harder on her. Mark shoved his tongue deep into her tunnel and began exploring her pussy. Giselle had only been orally serviced once or twice before, and never by anyone who knew what they were doing. So Mark's talented tongue was a new and exciting experience for her. She writhed and squirmed and twisted as he touched parts of her she didn't even know existed. She ...