What A Bitch - Sex Stories

What A Bitch

... get me wrong, I enjoy being fucked by a hard cock and I love the power I have when I am having sex with a man. Yes, when it comes to sex, I’m in charge. Always. And that was wow.

When I first kissed her, I was worried. But as I kissed her again, her response was immediate and full of passion and, as I undressed her, her passion kept rising. I still had her pinned against the window, so I raised her arms above her head and held them there, my mouth kissing, sucking, biting her neck, and down her body to her breasts, cupped in her lacy bra.

I briefly released her arms, pulled her towards me, and unclipped her bra letting it slip to the floor and then pressed her back against the glass, raising her arms above her head again.

I briefly paused, just to take in this wonderful moment. Her head was pressed back against the glass, her eyes closed, and she was panting, her lovely breasts rising. Her skin was blushed and her nipples hard and, still holding her arms with one hand, I squeezed a breast and nipple firmly.

She let out a soft gasp, and she opened her eyes, looking directly into mine and I could see passion and desire, and, if was not mistaken, shock. I slowly kissed her, and her eyes closed again, as I squeezed her other breast.

We stayed there in the window and, as I worked my way down her body, she stayed pressed against the glass, and even when I slid her panties down, she immediately pressed her gorgeous bottom back onto the cold surface.

Her ...

... breathing was now heavy and, as I knelt in front of her, my face just inches from her pussy, I looked up at her. She was looking down at me, between the cleavage of her breasts, her eyes glazed, but with her arms still above her head.

I smiled at her and then focused on her pussy. Her pubic hair was light and neat, and as I ran my hands up her thighs, she opened her legs, just slightly I could see she was beautifully trimmed and shaved, a perfect bikini shave and as pressed on either side, her lips opened and her clitoris appeared from beneath its hood.

I glanced up at her again. She was still looking at me, but now her eyes were wide open, and I held her gaze as I slowly began to lick her labia and her swollen clitoris. Her reaction was just wonderful. She took a deep breath and stretched upwards, pressing her pussy onto my mouth, her head rolling back, pushing her body off the glass and she let out the most incredible moan.

My fingers were soon deep in her and it was not long before her hands were on my head, and she orgasmed, with one stockinged leg over my shoulder, as I used my fingers and mouth to drive her over the top.

That was the start of a wonderful night. She was lying on the sofa when I undressed for her and when I orgasmed, my first of several that night, she was looking up my body into my eyes, her tongue licking my swollen clitoris.

We would sleep for an hour or so, with Angie cuddled into me, her head on my breast, a leg wrapped over me, and when we ...