Passive III - Sex Stories

Passive III

... stared back into my eyes. The confusion was there and it didn't go away. I reached in for another kiss. Firmer this time and longer, but still just lips. Can't go too fast. This time, though, Kate kissed back. I took her hand in mine and felt along her wrist for her pulse. It was fast. I broke the kiss and smiled.

Kate stammered a bit, "I... I'm..."

I put my finger on her lips, "Shh. It's ok. You don't have to be anything you don't want to be." As I said this, I slid my hand slowly up from her hips to the side of her torso, moving upwards towards her breast. Kate closed her eyes and took a sharp inward breath.

I moved my head to the side of hers and nibbled on her earlobe and whispered into her ear, "Come with me."

I moved my hand down to hers and took it firmly, leading her to the door and out, hailing a cab at the street.

When one arrived, I jumped in the back, dragging her along with me. I gave my address to the driver. Kate shut the door behind her and the cab moved off.

I pulled Kate close to me and kissed her again, holding her by the back of her head. Her eyes were closed and I invaded her mouth with my tongue. My hands were in constant motion over her body, not giving her a moment's respite. I started kissing the side of her neck and nibbled her once. She remained still while I molested her, her eyes mostly closed and her breathing fast and deep.

The cab lurched to a stop and I tapped the terminal in the back with my watch to pay the fare as ...

... quickly as I could. I got out of the car and got my keys out while I ran to the opposite door to open it for her. She scrambled out and I quickly took her hand and led her into and through the vestibule of the building and through the door of my apartment.

I stopped with her in the middle of the living room and once again turned and kissed her. I quickly moved behind her and moved my hands under her arms to caress her breasts briefly before one hand departed to move downwards landing over her crotch. She stood there, rooted in place, while my hands had their way with her.

While I kept fondling her breast with my left hand, I reached back with my right to lower the zipper on her dress. I pushed the shoulders off her, letting the top fall down to her waist. I briefly took both hands to the waist to help it the rest of the way until it formed a puddle around her feet. She continued to stand immobile in just a lacy black bra and a skimpy thong. I reached up to work the catches on the bra and let it fall forward off her shoulders to join the dress on the floor. I moved my hands back up to her breasts, now gently pinching the nipples, which were already hard little nubs, while I kissed the side of her neck. She started to moan.

I snaked a hand down her front to her crotch and felt inward over her panties. They were soaked. I smiled to myself in satisfaction. I had the advantage over any clumsy boy that might try to give her pleasure in that as a woman I already knew my way ...