Stacy's Daughter - Becky's Last Night - Sex Stories

Stacy's Daughter - Becky's Last Night

... around it. When her chin hit my balls, she looked up at me again with a twinkle in her eye.

My hand went to her hair as she moved up and down my shaft. I let her control the pace. All I did was hold her hair back so I could see. She wasn't as skilled as some I've known, but it was Becky. That fact alone made it so much better. After a minute or two, she gagged. I tried not to laugh, but it came out anyway.

She glared at me as she mocked, "Ha, ha. Laugh it up, old man."

"Ok," I teased with a mischievous grin.

I rolled her over and kissed her with an intensity I had never shown her before. Just as she started to claw into my back, I lovingly nibbled her neck and worked my way down to her breast. I paid her nipples a little extra attention before I moved down her flat stomach. My mouth moved onto her boy shorts, and I breathed heavily through the fabric.

She moaned as she pulled my hair and tried to shove my face between her legs. I ignored her urgency as I ran my tongue all around the edge of her underwear. The closest I came to her mound was hot, heavy breaths as I teased her to no end.

I planted my lips just below her belly button again, which caused her to moan loudly. With a delicate touch, I slightly pulled down her boy shorts to kiss the shaved smoothness underneath. They snapped back into place a moment later as I let them go.

I ran my lips back up her stomach, into her cleavage, and right up to her lips. I kept our mouths about a quarter of an inch ...

... apart. With a teasing grin, I looked down at her.

"Ha ha," I said in a terrible attempt to be playful.

Her face was a dark shade of red, and she had an intense look in her eyes. It was her heavy breath that was music to my ears. Just knowing I could affect her like that made me smile.

With a gentle touch, I traced my fingertips down the center of her body. Little by little, I inched my way to the elastic of her shorts. As my fingertips barely breached the top, I stopped, gazed down at her, and waited for her to squirm. It didn't take long. She grabbed at my hand as she tried with all her strength to shove it between her legs. I didn't let her.

Instead, I rolled her over where I kissed, bit, licked, and sucked every inch of her from her neck to her lower back. Just as my lips found her underwear, I slipped my head down to just below her cheeks. I breathed heavily into the thin material right at the top of her thighs. She moaned into the bed, brought her ass into the air, and desperately tried to get me between her legs. I moved up her body and wouldn't let her have the satisfaction.

Just enough to bite her checks, I lowered the tops of her shorts and ran my tongue up the top of her crack. When I rolled her over, her breath was ragged. I kissed her with even more passion. She moaned into my mouth as my fingers found the top of her underwear again.

This time I pulled the top down just low enough to kiss her shaved mound and grazed my tongue across the very top ...