Meeting Memphis-pt 2 ~Confessions at the Waterhole - Sex Stories

Meeting Memphis-pt 2 ~Confessions at the Waterhole

... hand and slid it up her thigh letting it come to rest on her pussy." With a beautiful smile she laughed and said, "Shut up and drive!" I tickled her light downy scruff of hair before moving my hand away to shift into another gear. After, I slid my hand back up her thigh, my fingers enjoying the softness of her leg. I let it come to rest in that crease of her lap where the thigh ends and the vagina starts.

Filled with self-conscious terror, she starts closing her legs and twisting them out of my way as she's pulling the hem of her dress down. Light-heartedly I laughed and asked what she was doing. Embarrassed she said, "Oh my god you don't like my hair down there do you? You want me to shave it don't you?" With confused laughter I said, "What are you talking about?" She said, "My pubic hair. You don't like it. Why else wouldn't you put your hand back where I put it?" I said, "Move your legs back over here and let me see your hand." I put it inside of mine and reached back into her dress and rubbed her fingers up to the highest part of her thigh, letting our fingertips tickle that crease, where mine had stopped earlier.

I said, "Feel this muscle? And this concave part of your leg? It's my absolute favorite. It's so naturally soft and smooth, I think it's so incredibly sexy." Feeling a little better but not completely convinced she said, "Are you sure that's all it is? Are you sure you don't want me to shave for you?" Her hand still in mine I moved it back over to her ...

... pussy. Because of the way she was sitting it was open and she was very wet. Together we started rubbing her, the tops of our fingers easily sliding in and out. I said, "Look, since we're being so honest with each other, yes, I like it shaved smooth. (I quickly added) But! Wait! (she's unsuccessfully trying to pull her hand away) More than anything, I want you to be happy and feel comfortable. I don't ever want you to do something you're not comfortable with, that's the bottom line.

Her hand in mine, I moved them up and together we started tickling her clit. Then, I moved mine further down and slid two fingers deep inside of her and wiggled them around a bit, causing her to lay her head back and sigh. I glanced over at her, she had her head back, her eyes closed and a beautiful smile on her face, as we caressed her pussy together. I pushed my fingers in a little deeper, rubbing the top, turning her sighs into moans.

I hated that I had to put a stop to this and said, "Baby we can't do this (she groaned her disapproval at me) I don't know where I'm going." She grabbed onto my hand to keep it in place giving me a "FINE!!! (she opened her eyes and looked around) You've still got two blocks to go, then take a right!" All while holding onto my hand, fucking herself against it with a gentle movement of her hips. Reluctantly I had to pull my hand away from between her lovely legs. "I'm going to need this to downshift Darlin'."

My sweet Memphis was whining her displeasure as I ...