New Faces - Sex Stories

New Faces

... yours~.”

This grabs her attention. She smirks, twirling her drink before saying,

“That does sound like a tempting offer. But I don’t wanna suggest anything that’ll have you kicking the bucket. You got something in mind that’ll push the opportunity to the extent, Superman~?”

“Oh, I’ve got just the thing,” I reply, “There’s a place nearby I can take us to that’ll ensure we make the most of the opportunity. You know...if you think you can handle it.”

“Heh, I can handle anything you can dish out, old man. Lead the way~.”

Good to know, little lady. Let’s hope you can maintain that same mindset the whole way. I pay our tab before leading her to my car and driving us to a nearby motel. Lotta gorgeous memories here. And there’s always room for one more.

I book us the room and we step inside with me closing the door and her taking her place on the bed, lying back and balancing herself on her arms, looking at me with her inviting hazel brown eyes.

“Well~,” she starts in a sultry tone, “Let’s get to testing~.”

I don’t need any more invitations. I join her on the bed, caressing her fair smooth face before leaning forward and planting a deep kiss on her lips as I guide her body down on the bed. She reciprocates the act, cupping my face in her hands with mine traversing to her torso. She lightly moans into the kiss as my hands explore her midriff, feeling her nice, warm, flat stomach.

She’s so perfect. Her body feels amazing. Her noises of approval are ...

... reawakening something in me. Why did I stop doing this? I used to live for this. Every single touch on her flawless skin is reminding me what I loved so much about going out. It’s almost muscle memory as I push up her crop top, revealing her DD cup tits before grabbing and squeezing them. What a way to reintroduce myself to this part of my lifestyle.

Not only is it serving as a wake-up call for me to get back on the horse, but it’s just the perfect start for it. She has, without question, the best pair of tits I’ve ever seen. I can’t keep my hands off of them. They’re so firm and soft. And her increased moans are just making me lose more control of myself.

I can’t take it anymore. I need to taste them. After a few more moments of embracing her in the kiss, I maneuver my way down to her neck and to her exposed chest. A sharp gasp escapes her lips as I wrap my mouth around her right nipple as I continue playing with her left breast. Her voice is like music to my ears. I suck harder and squeeze harder, aiming to garner more encouraging sounds from Fang.

And my efforts are rewarded. She writhes in pure bliss as she blesses me with more of her hypnotizing hymn-like moans, arching her back for more attention. Her reactions coupled with her sweet taste are turning me on beyond belief. I might just burst through my pants. And there’s no doubt in my mind that her desire for me is flaring, too.

But before I can even make the proposition, I feel her clasp onto my wrists before rolling ...