Tennis, Anyone? Part Three - Sex Stories

Tennis, Anyone? Part Three

... floor. I especially liked slow dancing with Brian, it felt so good when he held me close. I did get cornered by his mother, sister, and a gaggle of his relatives, but even that wasn’t too bad because I turned the tables and got all sorts of dirt on him.

When we got back in the limo, I was exhausted. I snuggled up to Brian all warm in his suit jacket, which I hi-jacked earlier because I was getting cold. He took my hand in his and kissed it. “Thanks for doing this for me, I had a lot of fun, I hope it wasn’t too bad for you. Everyone loved you, when they find out we aren’t actually dating, they are going to be pissed at me.”

I spun and crawled up so I was sitting on one of his legs, hugged him, and put my head on his chest. “Are you breaking up with me right here in the limo?”

“What? No, I think,” Brian sounded confused.

I sat up and gave him a big kiss. “But baby, I don’t want to break up.” I was joking, but it didn’t sound like it when it came out of my mouth.

“I thought your family liked me, especially Uncle Earl, I felt how much he liked me. I never did thank you for saving me.” I was feeling very good. I kissed Brian again, then loosened his tie, and undid the top buttons on his shirt. I rubbed my hands on his chest and then hugged him again. “But if you want to break up, maybe I should go sit up front with Donald.” I made a pouty face.

As I was hugging him my hand slid down his side to his leg. I could feel his cock through his pants. I had to have ...

... him. I slid off his leg, removed his jacket, and then dug around in my purse, luckily, I found a hair tie. As I was pulling my hair back, I looked him deep in the eyes and licked my lips. I leaned forward, my hands worked his belt buckle. “Should I ask Donald to pull over so I can sit up front with him?” I started moving my hand towards the divider control.

Brian grabbed my wrist. “Don’t you dare!”

I quickly unbuckled his belt, undid his buttons, and lowered his zipper. “But you’re going to break up with me, I’ll be so sad.” I pulled his pants and shorts down as far as I could. “I bet Donald has something that could make me happy.”

“I’m not breaking up with you, oh god, I, um arrrgh!”

I grabbed his cock; it was getting bigger and harder by the second. I gave the tip a little kiss, then said in my sexiest voice, “And I never properly thanked you.”

“For what?” Brian asked.

I took his head in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it; he let out a little groan. “That was for saving me from Uncle Earl.”

“Oooh, yes! Ah, sorry, he is kinda known for that.” He was trying to catch his breath.

I licked up one side of his shaft. “That was for the manicure.” I licked down the other side of his now rock-hard shaft. “And that was for the pedicure.”

I didn’t give him a chance to respond, sucking one of his balls into my mouth. “That was for my shoes.” I took the other in my mouth. “Mmmmm, so many shoes. But you didn’t compliment me on my shoes.” I took both his balls ...