The Lonely Salesman Chapter Three Part Two - Sex Stories

The Lonely Salesman Chapter Three Part Two

... eye contact with her while she worked down my shirt. Her eyes hypnotized me, their lustful pools of passion screaming at me how much she wanted me.

After what seemed like an eternity, Connie reached the last button above the waistline of my slacks. Grabbing the cotton material on either side of the line of buttons, she slowly pulled my shirt out of my slacks. Two more buttons slowly came undone under her expert fingertips. The final one just in front of my now rock-hard cock. As the last button slipped from its corresponding hole, my shirt fell open and away from her hands.

Her fingertips and incredible nails slid the length of my erection, eliciting a throaty moan from deep inside me. She scratched up and down along the pulsating length of my cock several times, feeling it twitch.

"Oh god, take it out, please!" I begged.

She smiled and said, “But baby, half the fun is unwrapping such a special gift.”

Her fingers finally gave in to my begging and undid the button above the zipper. One hand held the material at the button while the other moved the zipper, inch by inch until she reached the bottom.

My cock was so hard I thought it would tear the material of my jockey shorts in an attempt to be released into her soft sensual hands. Connie slid the waistband of my slacks over my hips, and they fell around my ankles. She slid her fingernails once again along the length of my cock, causing it to twitch and actually lift the elastic waistband from my skin. My ...

... erection begged to be uncovered, begged for her touch, and used for her pleasure.

Connie licked her lips, stepped back from me, and then said, "Now I am going to let you watch me finish unwrapping my gift to you, and then you can finish unwrapping your gift for me.

She began swaying her hips side to side very seductively. Her hands began sliding along the sides of her thighs up and down over and over again as she seduced me with her movements. Her fingertips hooked into the sides of her thong, and she pulled it higher on her hips. Letting the material snap back against her flesh, she slid her hands up to cup her tits pushing them together to form deeper cleavage between her delicious mounds of pleasure.

My eyes were bigger than saucers. I stood there motionless as she continued her seduction by movement. Her hands slid up to the creamy skin above the lace, and she dipped her fingers between her tits. Slowly sliding them out again and toward the sides of her heaving breasts. Lifting them, she lowered her head and extended her tongue to trace small wet lines across the soft skin with her tongue.

Connie was enjoying this seduction as much as I did, and I told her, "You are so sexy! So hot!"

She flipped her head up, and her hair followed, falling behind her shoulders, exposing the soft, smooth skin only broken by her bra's straps. Her hands slid behind, and I watched as the fabric of her bra lost its tight grip on her tits. She brought her hands back to the front and ...