Karoline's Reawakening - Sex Stories

Karoline's Reawakening

... and feel his warmth. He’s impatient to know of her, but she decides to delay her submission. She doesn’t want to appear too easy, or that deciding to be unfaithful to Tomas is of no great concern. It is, but she also wants to be taken out of herself and the life that she has fallen into living with him.

“Oh, and what are your thoughts, exactly?”

What she has said provokes him to press against her. She can feel his arousal against her bum as she stands with her back turned towards him. Marco puts his arms around her and she shivers in response to his embrace. She does not want this sudden show of attention upon her, wayward as it is, to end.

“This is crazy, what you are doing, Marco,” she sighs.

“Is it?”

Marco’s breaths are on her cheek and she submits to his kisses, the press of his lips to her neck as his hands begin to stray downwards over her body and slowly cup her breasts. He takes his time before he holds them softly and begins to gently massage their tips, searching for her hardening nipples. She reaches up to hold his head, to keep his lips to her skin as they silently submit to the moments of exploration and acceptance of what has arisen between them without any notice.

They’re both being impetuous and she shivers on feeling how hard he is against her bum as Marco’s hand drifts downward, presses against her mound then pushes between her thighs and cups her sensitive place, his fingers poking in a slow, beguiling, rhythm.

“I had no idea that you ...

... felt this way about me!” she groans, her breath faltering as she languishes under his brazen caresses that have breached her defences. “Is it me, or the idea of me, that you want?”

“You…you.”

He has catalogued every curve of the woman, his friend’s mother; a woman that Richard had told him, in a moment of candour over a beer as they took a break from their studies, was often heard to be at odds with his father. Things were not as they seemed between them.

Slowly his hands drift upward again, caressing her thighs, and she feels his erection pressing against her, how he pushes to meet the clamp of her hand on him. Marco’s touches again drift down and one cups her mound, fingers pressing and offering sliding caresses as they press into her.

They are gentle, slow, and insistent. She hears his breaths faltering, being so intimately engaged with her seemingly enough, for now. He thrusts his hips forward and she feels his erection against her bum before he slowly pushes and sways, his hands gripping her breasts and she is tugged against him. This lusty young guy knows what he’s doing, and she’s wet, and hungers after him. Marco has already done so much for her, so far.

“Let me find you, Karoline,” he murmurs and kisses her ear, poking his tongue tip behind it, as his hands trail caresses down her thighs, between them and he gradually pulls up her skirt and they disappear, sweeping lightly over her skin. Then it is only one hand as the other is shoved under her sweater ...