Sara Part I - Sex Stories

Sara Part I

... nothing but nasty, skanky old ladies there!” He laughed then changed the subject. We had a couple more beers and I flirted a little. As the night air turned cooler, and my pussy started to get moist, my nipples got hard. They were like pencil erasers poking against my thin little tank top and I did nothing to hide them. “Not like there is much else to do here and hell I can go over there with $100, get a couple drinks and a couple lap dances and still have $50 when I leave. Unless I get a blow job.” he started laughing and I smiled even though I was thinking about that $50. “Tell you what, you stay here, give me the $50 and I’ll give you all the lap dances you can stand.” he started laughing again but I didn’t. He realized then that I wasn’t joking. “Wait, you’re serious?” “Very. I mean I could use the money and I know I’m hotter than Old One Tooth Wanda. What do you say?” “Fuck yeah!” I clicked on the small radio and started to sway to the music while I slowly stripped. Dean sipped his beer and massaged the bulge growing in his pants. By the time I straddled him and ground my ass down to him I was only wearing a red g-string. I had my back to him and leaned up against him. He seemed unsure of what to do with his hands. “MMMM this isn’t the strip club Dean. You can touch me.” I took his hands and put them on my tits. My pussy went from moist to wet almost instantly. “Are you sure you’re 18?” it seemed like an odd question from a man that was slowly working his hand into my ...

... panties. “Yes. What makes you ask that?” I was moaning now as he started to rub against my clit. “You just really remind me of my little s****r.” “Oh? How old is she?” “16.” “MMMM is she hot?” he didn’t answer but he did moan. “MMMM do you get hard thinking about her? Do you ever jerk off thinking about her?” he didn’t answer, instead he slipped a finger up into my tight, tight little pussy. I spread my legs wider and when I looked back he kissed me. His was the first fingers other than mine to touchy my hungry little pussy in months and I was literally dripping as he worked another finger in. His free hand started to work harder on my tits and I felt that lump in his lap getting bigger and bigger. “MMMM you see how wet your make your little s****r’s pussy? Ohhhh fuck yessss! Finger me! Make me cum! Make your little s****r cum!” he was silently focused on getting me off and I think not shooting his own load in his pants. When the wave or orgasmic tremors hit my leg locked around his hand and I felt my juices trying to escape my body as quick and fast as possible. Eventually the sensitivity subsided and he withdrew his fingers only for me to quickly take them into my mouth and lick them clean. Guys really seem to love this move and truth be told I LOVE the way I taste. Poor Dean had such a huge bulge in his pants when I stood up and he almost jumped when I sat back down on his lap, this time facing him. “Awwww did your little s****r make your big b*****r cock hard? MMMM I can ...