Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... hand came up and her thumb and fingers rubbed over the swollen head. For some reason, each time he moved or moaned, she felt it deep inside of her, her own body twitched and throbbed with urgent desire. A primal part of her mind liked how Tom felt in her hand, but wanted, needed to feel him inside of her own body.

Tom had unconsciously placed his left hand on Lee’s breast and was palming it gently even as she stroked his shaft. It felt great, no, it felt beyond great. Feeling Lee holding his most private of parts was mind blowing… yet… that latent hunger, that pressing urgency that he couldn’t even describe let alone explain… demanded more. He was to discover that he was not alone with those urges. No, far from it.

Pulling back to breathe again, both lay side by side, touching and panting and staring at one another in amazement. Tom almost groaned again, when Lee suddenly stopped stroking him, her hand leaving his manhood. Then she grasped his hand at her breast and pulled it away… pulled it downwards. His hand was drawn down to the waistline of her panties, then over it. Lee pressed his hand, palm side down onto the outside of her now very wet panties, over her own sex.

Now it was Lee’s turn to jump. At first Tom thought he’d made a mistake, done something wrong. He went to pull his hand away again, but Lee clamped down on his wrist and held his hand in place. What’s more, instinctively began rocking her hips forcing her cotton panty covered sex ever harder ...

... against Tom’s hand. And moan… deep, animalistic guttural moan. They started out almost quiet but got louder and louder. Tom could only think of one thing to dampen the volume, he leaned over Lee and kissed her passionately.

At some point, Lee’s hand left Tom’s wrist and while he continued to palm and rub her partially clothed sex, hers returned to grasping and stroking his shaft. Now both were humming and moaning into their kiss. If they had been any hotter, the very hay they were rolling in would have caught fire.

Lee rolled again, atop of Tom. Using her free hand, she reached down and pushed Tom’s hand aside then tugged at the gusset of her panties, pulling them to one side. Still holding his cock in her other hand, she rose up and positioned herself over him. Looking down into his eyes she slowly lowered her body, impaling herself. She came to a halt after the head popped past her outer lips. Despite how wet she was, nature’s barrier remained to be breeched, Lee was a virgin, and her hymen was still intact. The slight pain of Tom’s head pressing against it caused her to halt.

Tom, for lack of a better de***********ion, was almost in shock. He hadn’t thought this night would end up like this. Oh sure, somewhere in his dreams he might have entertained some thoughts of what it would be like… but he too, was a virgin. This was uncharted territory for him as much as it was for Lee. Again, both being raised on a farm, and having had the mandatory class at school, he knew the ...