The Lonely Salesman Chapter Three Part Two - Sex Stories

The Lonely Salesman Chapter Three Part Two

... her back and into her hair. I grabbed two handfuls and tilted her head back just a little. Leaning toward her, my lips touched her neck, and she shuddered as my lips traced along the soft skin below her chin. Slowly my lips inched their way down until I was kissing between her beautiful tits and into her succulent cleavage.

Connie moaned deeply as my lips made their way across the soft, warm flesh of her tits.

She begged, "Oh yes, kiss me everywhere."

I continued kissing the heaving flesh of her tits above the material of her bra. My hands slid down her belly to the button that held her jeans tightly around her waist. Unbuttoning her jeans and sliding the zipper down allowed me to circle her waist with fingertips inside the material. As I reached the sides, I pushed her jeans down and off her hips. Her shapely thighs still held the denim material in place, and I hooked a finger in each side of her thong and pulled it up and over her hips.

Connie moaned as the material of her thong dug into her crotch.

She whispered, "God, you make me feel like a Christmas present the way you're unwrapping me."

Slowly, I crouched down as my hands pushed the denim material the remaining length of her very sexy legs. Connie placed the toe of one boot against the heel of the other and stepped out of the boot. I held the other as she pulled her other foot from its leather confinement. Her jeans followed my hands the remaining distance down her legs until they were a heap of black ...

... denim around her ankles. She stepped out of them and spread her feet apart.

As I straightened up, I took a step back to gaze again at her near-naked body. The look in her eyes was becoming increasingly lustful with each passing second. My cock was nearly fully erect and straining at the material of my slacks. I wanted her to unwrap my body just as I had done hers.

"Your turn, Connie," I said as I took her hands in mine and guided them to the top button of my shirt.

Connie smiled lustfully at me as she scratched her nails down my chest through the cotton material of my white dress shirt. She reached for my belt and unbuckled it slowly. One hand pulled the belt from around my waist as the other slid along the bulge's length in the front of my slacks.

She grinned and said, "What is this? It feels so hard, and it seems to be pulsating.

"You'll just have to unwrap it to find out what it is," I said, playing along with her.

Her hands slid back up my chest until she reached the top button. Connie wanted to tease me as much as possible.

She said, "I usually just rip the paper off my gifts, but this paper is so nice. I think I'll be cautious to save it for another gift."

Her fingertips moved almost in slow motion as she unbuttoned one button after another. Each time she exposed more of my chest, she scratched at the skin with her nails. I began to quiver with anticipation. Chills ran up and down my spine as her fingertips and nails caressed me.

I never lost ...