A Lazy Saturday Afternoon - Sex Stories

A Lazy Saturday Afternoon

... touching me after so long. I could feel my breath getting more shallow.

Shana continued to stroke me for a few minutes and then abruptly stopped. "Too restrictive!" she exclaimed. Sitting up, she threw the blankets off of us and curled her fingertips around the waistband of my sweatpants. "Come on, up and off. Help me," she semi-ordered.

I obliged and lifted my hips off of the mattress. She slid both my pants and underwear off in one smooth motion. Getting up on her knees, she repositioned herself so that she was sitting between my legs. She lifted my knees so that she could slide her own underneath them.

Shana refocused on my member that was standing at attention. This time, she wrapped both hands around it, moving them up and down, sometimes rotating them around the shaft.

"Fuck that feels good," I said, my eyes closing.

"No, no. No closing your eyes mister," she grinned devilishly. "Here, I'll give you something to pay attention to." Releasing me, she grabbed the bottom of her tank top and pulled it up over her head exposing her small, perky breasts. Her nipples looked like they were about as hard as I was.

"That... that is definitely something to keep an eye on," I said.

Shana grinned happily and took hold of me again. Using both hands caused her arms to push her small breasts together which looked even sexier. She softly hummed to herself as she stared at my cock while she worked.

Soon, a small bit of precum leaked out of the head of my cock. ...

... "Ooh, it looks like we might be making some progress!" she exclaimed.

Without warning, she leaned forward and slipped the head of my cock into her mouth, her tongue running against the underside and cleaning me of the precum. She bobbed her head a inch or two a couple of times and then pulled her head back, releasing me with an audible popping sound.

"I'll be honest, I'm not sure I've ever had a cock that thick in my mouth," she said bluntly. "Certainly not Alex's little string bean."

That comment suddenly brought the reality of what was happening crashing into my mind. Was I really this person? Was I considering this with a close friend's ex-girlfriend? It didn't seem right.

Shana apparently realized the effect her words had as my cock started to soften ever so slightly. "Oh no you don't," she said firmly. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said the 'A' word but this has nothing to do with him."

"Shana, I don't know. Are you really sure you want to do this?" I asked.

"Craig, I've fantasized about fucking you every way to Sunday for a year now," she said, an unusual shyness detectable in her voice. "I have several people who could have given me a place to stay and it would have been way nicer than your couch." She looked intently into my eyes and said, "This is why I asked you."

Sensing some trace of uncertainty in my expression, her face took on a look of resolve. "It sounds like I'm going to have to break out the big guns," she said with a grin.

With my legs ...