Claudette's Hairy Pussy - Sex Stories

Claudette's Hairy Pussy

... now, I was so wet that little bit of cotton fabric barely made a difference. She grabbed the panties and pulled them towards my thigh, exposing my cleanly shaved thin wet pussy lips. She held the panties to the side, and started to go a bit faster with her tongue. Her tongue flicked back and forth against my clit again, as she began slowly pushing the tip of her index finger inside.

Suddenly every muscle in my tiny body began to tense, and I started to shake violently.

"Oh fuck!" I yelled, as my body finally stopped shaking wildly.

I quickly closed my legs embarrassed at the mess I had created all over her fancy Egyptian linens. I could feel another wet spot form on my panties, as she gently bit my upper lip and caressed my belly with her hand. Just as I finished shaking we were interrupted by a few loud knocks at the door. We quickly jumped off the bed. Claudette shoved her clothes under the bed, and put on a white Terry bathrobe. All she was wearing underneath it were those black stockings and red lace underwear.

I grabbed my cotton shirt, and quickly put my blue denim shorts back on over my soaking wet panties. Luckily, she had thought about locking her door. She opened the door to find that Annabelle was in tears. Between soft cries, I overheard her telling her mom she was having nightmares.

Annabelle cuddled with her mom while I headed back to my bedroom I took off the blue denim shorts and threw the soaking wet panties into my hamper. After putting on a ...

... pair of cozy flannel pajamas, and quietly climbed into bed and fell asleep. Of course, I was still shaking and dreaming of Claudette most of the night. I wasn't fair that I didn't get a chance to run my tongue through those wet hairy pussy lips.

The next morning the strong smell of pancakes wafted throughout the house. It was unusual for Claudette to be making breakfast and even more unusual for her to awake this early. I put on a pair of tattered up denims shorts and a cotton T-shirt. I went downstairs and wrapped my arms around her as she made breakfast.

"Whew, you scared me." She said.

"Good morning." I whispered, softly kissing the back of her neck.

She smelled so good, she had a perfect blend of fruity and perfume smells coming from her body.

I reached up and squeezed both her breasts through her robe. She let out a soft moan, and undid the belt to bathrobe. She grabbed my hands, and placed them on each of her bare breasts. We kissed while I squeezed them hard, toying with her nipples between my index finger and thumb until both nipples hardened. It was the same way she played with my nipples, and I knew she'd love it. I wasn't down with her yet.

I pushed her body forward into the sink. I made my way between her thighs, and placed my head against her crotch. She was wearing the same lace panties from last night, and she instantly started to get wet. I began running my tongue back and forth on the outside of the panties, causing her to nearly fall on top ...