An awesome sexy summer! (part 1-4) - Sex Stories

An awesome sexy summer! (part 1-4)

... hesitation in my mind, but to go to her place on Thursday, which is tomorrow. Yes, Sofia was an older woman, but she looked great. Very slim, nice short blond hair, boobs bigger than Joana, a nice smile that you want to kiss and brown eyes that are making your pussy wet if she looked at you. I actually wet a panty or two that I tried.

So, Thursday came, and I went to her address at the time of the appointment with excitations and expectations. She opened the door and was happy to see me. Again, that smile and those eyes! Mmm!

- Come in, Cindy! I wasn't sure that you would come! I am very glad that you did!

Mmm, I loved her soft voice. She spoke very low, and it was so sexy.

Her house was as big as mine, but cleaner. Since mom left, I didn't do much cleaning, and neither did my brother. At least, we kept up at washing dishes, so far. Maybe I could use Milly to clean my house naked. I bet that was what she does at her home.

Sofia informed me that she was living alone. She offered me a drink as we sat in the living room on a three place pink sofa. I noticed immediately that she didn't wear a bra. Strange from a bra saleswoman. I clearly saw her tits pointing under her pink dress and the form of her breasts.

- Do you have a boyfriend, Sofia?

- No, no, I don't! I am a lesbian! Does that bother you?

- No! Not at all! It is very fine.

- Are you sure you are comfortable with it? she asked, lowering her eyebrows.

- Yes! Don't worry about that! I responded ...

... calmly to reassure her.

- What about you, Cindy, do you have a boyfriend?

- Actually, no! But that's complicated!

- Tell me more! I like to hear about complicated lives, and we have all night to discuss...or do something else!

My skin got shivers when she finished her phrase. Then, she opened her arms wide, one of them was above my shoulders. Her hand caught some of my hair, and I felt her fingers playing with it. Her other hand was holding a drink. I drank most of what was in my glass. Good wine.

- I would like to tell you about it, next time!

- Oh! I like the words «next time! » Tell me, how old are you, Cindy?

- 18!

She looked at me, doubting my answer.

- Ok! I am 16!

- I prefer the truth, Cindy! she smiled, caressing my head like a puppy. Would you like a refill with the wine?

- Yes, if you don't mind!

She left my hair, grabbed the bottle on the small table and poured it in my glass. I took it and drank it a little while she repositioned her arm over my head. She took the occasion to sit closer to me while continuing to play with my hair.

- I got the habit of rolling the hair of other women with my hands, sometimes without knowing it. I like hair a lot. Maybe I should have work in a hair saloon. That would be a great place for me there!

- If you did, we wouldn't have met!

- Ha! Ha! Ha! True! Tell me, Cindy, were you bothered by the way I dressed you up the other day? Some women might... dislike it.

- Don't worry! I liked it ...