Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... touching and feeling and kneading and squeezing Lee’s breasts. The first one’s he’d touched… ever. Well… first since he was an infant anyway. His jaw hung open in dazed amazement and stunned disbelief that this was even happening. What his mind could hardly comprehend, however, his body was finely in tune with the things happening. His body was responding accordingly, something that would not and could not be ignored much longer.

As good as Tom’s hands felt on her breasts, Lee longed for more. She wasn’t sure what that entailed, but she was driven to find out. Her gaze refocused on Tom’s face even as her heart continued to race and her breathing rate actually increased. If his hands felt this good on her body, what would her hands feel like on his, skin to skin? Her lips took on a plaintive pout and her head tilted slightly to one side. Her eyes were half-lidded but even so they nearly glowed with an internal light of lust and curiosity that she couldn’t begin to explain.

Explanations weren’t necessary however, call it instinct or natural response, whatever. Tom saw the questioning look and desire on Lee’s face and reached up to unbuckle his overalls. The bib dropped down his chest and he found Lee’s hands had already darted out and began to unbutton his shirt. Once opened, she pushed either side back and over his shoulders baring his masculine chest. Tom didn’t have much in the way of chest hair, and what he did have was fine and sparse.

When Lee ran her inquisitive ...

... and searching hands lightly over his chest, his own nipples hardened instantly. Slowly her hands continued to brush downward over his abdominal muscles to come to a rest at his hips. Looking up into his gleaming, mesmerized eyes, Lee leaned closer even as she pulled at his hips to draw him into her as well. They met again, lips to lips, both moaning softly as their bodies pressed against one another, skin to skin. The warmth negating the cooling night air. Not just negating, banishing it, they were nearly on fire with their mixed internal heat.

As they kissed and rubbed against one another, Tom’s hands found themselves sliding lower down Lee’s back. Over the waistline of her white cotton panties and coming to rest on her small but both firm and soft feminine backside. A cheek filling each of his hands. Lee rose higher on her knees, pressing more tightly into his chest and a long low moan escaped her lips into their kiss. Her hands were running up and down his back.

With an animalistic sense of urgency, Lee pushed at Tom’s shoulders, forcing him to lean backwards into the hay. As he reclined, she kept her body pressed to his and followed him over so that she was laying on top of him. Lee was naked from head to her panties. Tom was still mostly clothed except for his overalls turned down and his shirt pushed back over his shoulders leaving his chest and abdomen bare.

Lee rose up to sit atop of Tom’s legs, her own straddling his. Her hands searched and felt and touched ...