Giving Julie Pleasure - Sex Stories

Giving Julie Pleasure

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Without thinking, I gently raised Julie’s head. I leaned down to kiss her, feeling a little guilty for my unusual feelings. During our kiss, the thought echoing through my mind was, “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone.” I did not understand why this desire was so intense.

We were still kissing when my wife pulled my hand down lower. My hand touched the hair on Julie’s pussy. The hair on my arm stood on end, a feeling of electricity flowing between us. The sense of a static charge passing between us was entirely in my imagination. Gently, I let my fingers caress her skin, taking my time before I put a finger on her clitoris. My wife moved her kisses to Julie’s thigh to give me room to please Julie myself.

Rubbing turned into fingering, and that became two fingers inside Julie. We stopped kissing because both of us were breathing hard, Julie because she was very aroused, me because I was buzzing over the fact I had my fingers inside my best friend’s wife. Sitting up was more comfortable for me, and Julie closed her eyes with her head in my lap. One hand worked Julie’s pussy while the other caressed her breasts. Actually, it was more of a groping with limited left-handed dexterity. In my defense, I have no recent practice with small tits and was having to learn how to pleasantly manipulate them. I continued to give her clit frequent attention, licking my fingers for additional lubrication. That made up for my limitations over her ...

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Julie finally had an orgasm. Her squeals were delightful and I was proud to bring her to that threshold. Julie briefly lost control of her body. That was appealing, yet I questioned if it was the result of her not being very bright. Who cares, really? Julie can be as dumb as she wants when we have sex. Afterwards, she curled up in my lap with her head under my chin. She didn’t want me to touch any sensitive areas, so I put my arms around her for a few minutes until she recovered.

Draya pointed out the time. “We need to go soon.”

“Oh,” Julie was disappointed. She got up and started dressing. I watched, unabashed, as Julie arranged her bra under her modest breasts and hooked it up behind her back. I savored the taste of her that remained on my fingers.

They were ready to go. I knew I should say something.

“Thanks,” Julie said as she picked up her purse.

I walked over and gave her a hug. I leaned back to look at her. “Your face is so beautiful during an orgasm. I doubt I will forget it, but I want to reinforce that memory through repetition.”

Julie blushed. “Oh, Ray.” She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me very intensely, without tongue. “Thank you. It was truly wonderful.” There was sincerity in her eyes. She let go and let Draya take her home.

My wife returned with the boys. There was an hour of chaos before the boys settled. Draya put them to bed and came to sit on my lap. “Well done, stud.” She kissed me. “Julie was on a high tonight, when I took ...