Movie Night with GF's Sister Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Movie Night with GF's Sister Ch. 02

... rubbing.

Our kiss broke apart as Claire moaned out and tried to push me back on the bed. I was crazy for her now and needed to express these feelings, and it wasn't going to happen lying on the bed quite yet. I began walking her back towards the wall between her dresser and desk. When her back made contact, she cried out:

"FUUUUCCKKKKK!"

Downstairs she had shown me the attention I so desired from her. Now it was my turn. As my fingers began to pick up speed between her legs, I slowly kissed her neck, being sure to use my tongue to trace lines on her sweet smelling skin. It was always a turn on for me when having sex, how a woman's body can take on a different smell when the heat and saliva, and in this case sweat, mix on the skin. I ran my tongue down to her collar bone, past a few freckles, and again up towards her ear.

"I want to fuck you, baby," I whispered. "But first, I want to show my gratitude for what you just did for me."

I nibbled on her ear lobe, causing her to arch her back, pushing her pelvis into my penis.

"Take... meeeee," she whimpered. "Please," she now begged.

I slowly sank to my knees, being sure to show attention to every inch of her. I now faced her silk clad crotch, and lowed the waistline of her silk shorts with my teeth. When they were low enough for me to glimpse her pussy, I began to gently kiss her inner thigh, being sure to pay attention to every inch of her skin my lips came into contact with. Her warm skin under my lips, ...

... softer than anything I'd ever felt, drove me to nearly cum again.

The shorts were still pinned between her ass and the wall, so I let my mouth work around her hips before pulling her shorts the rest of the way down. I felt Claire's breath shutter as they fell from her hips into a soft heap on the ground.

From my knees, I kissed her navel and looked up, allowing my tongue to linger for a second on her skin. Her eyes were lit with passion and yearning. For a moment we held each others eyes, until I felt both of her hands grasp my hair.

Her pussy was freshly shaven, and softer than any other woman's I had ever been with. I began to work my tongue down from her navel, while at the same time running my hands up under her silk top and firmly placing both hands around her boobs. I could feel sweat trickling between them, further adding to the delicate scent that was sex for me. My mind, steered by my throbbing penis now demanded I eat her out, this beautiful woman that was standing over me.

She was dripping wet, and soon her fluids mixed with my saliva as I found spots that nearly made her knees buckle. With a firm grasp on her breasts, I worked deeper.

"Oh my god Allen," she cried. "I could cum right now."

I had a feeling neither of us wanted that yet, so I rose from my knees, tracing kisses past her navel, and pulled her silk top over her head as I stood to my full height. To this point, my hands had become wall acquainted with her breasts, but the sight of her fully ...