Carly's Story - Sex Stories

Carly's Story

... really good. Last night was pretty heavy, but I'm at least starting to understand some things now. It was just mentally exhausting, working on trying to fix six years of damage," she said.

"So, you do want to fix it?" I asked hopefully.

"I do. It's going to take a lot of work, but I do. My mom has owned up to everything, and I can't ask for more than that, can I?"

"I don't suppose," I said.

"But..." Carly smiled at me and then bit her bottom lip. "I don't want to think about any of that right now."

She leaned over to me and we kissed. I felt her lips separate and her tongue probing my mine, so I responded in kind. She pulled back suddenly.

"EW! Red onion and salmon breath! Get cleaned up so I can get you dirty again," she said, laughing at me. I've never shot out of bed so quickly in my life, running to the bathroom.

With minty fresh breath and a quick shower, I walked back in to the bedroom to find Carly naked, laying on her stomach. Her knees were bent and her feet crossed at the ankles, her perfect ass poking up. I stopped and stared at her, dropping my towel. She looked at my cock with hunger in her eyes, then up at me. I walked over to the bed and straddled her thighs, my cock sliding snugly between her ass cheeks.

"Mr., what do you think you're doing?" She looked over her shoulder and asked me.

"I'm going to massage you first. You deserve it." I said, rubbing my hands together to warm them up.

"You mean you're going to tease me until I ...

... cant stand it anymore, aren't you?"

I winked at her, "It's like you know me!"

She sighed, smiling at me, then laid her head down on the bed. "Do what you must."

I began soft, rubbing full strokes up Carly's back muscles, from her ass to her neck. Once I got to her neck, I would stop and grasp her shoulders, kneading them for a few moments, before moving my hands back down in the same motion, all the way to the top of her butt.

Increasing the pressure, I heard her purr as I added a circular motion to the muscles in her back. I felt her melting under my hands, her muscles relaxing as I manipulated them. Every time I moved them down to the lower part of her back, she would poke her ass up in the air a little, wanting me to touch and squeeze it, but I resisted the temptation and kept my hands on her back and shoulders, hearing small moans as she protested.

I moved down her legs, making sure she felt my cock as I slid it down her ass cheeks, along the inside of her thighs, and down her lower legs and ankles, before tracing it down her feet. I started on one leg, kneading the small muscles in my strong hands, working my way up from her calf to her thigh. Working the inner part of her thighs, I placed my thumb right at the cleft of her ass cheek and squeezed, hearing her moan with pleasure and raising her ass up again. Her legs were spread enough that I could see her asshole, and the smooth skin of her taint and little balls.

With an evil grin, I released my hands and ...