Transforming Genevieve Chapter Four Part Two - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter Four Part Two

... scratched through the forest on his torso.

He slid his hand under my blouse and continued his massage of my breast through the lacy fabric of my bra. I wanted my naked nipple touching his palm; I wanted his soft hand all over me. I slid my free hand under his and pushed the fabric up to uncover my nipple. His palm flattened against my breast, and the hardened nub of my nipple pressed into the soft skin of his hand.

His touch was so gentle, his hand so soft.

Our lips finally parted, and I was able to verbalize my pleasure.

"Oh, baby, I love the way you caress my tit," I said.

"Touch my cock, Gen!" He begged.

My fingers reluctantly left his hairy chest to move down to his now fully erect cock. I pulled down on the zipper of his slacks and slid my hand inside. His cock surged as my fingers traced along its rock-hard length to find two beautiful testicles pulled tightly up against either side at the base of his cock. I moved my hand again to undo his belt and the clasp of his trousers. Spreading them open, I could now slide my hand beneath the elastic band of his boxers, and I wasted no time doing just that. His cock was fully engorged. It felt blistering hot. My hand slid down the length of his pulsating member to cup his balls and squeeze them gently.

I wanted him; I wanted my newest lover more than I'd wished for any of the men I'd fucked before. My lust for cock once again took control, and I tried to seduce him visually, verbally, and physically. I ...

... leaned back from his soft touch, looked deeply into his lustful eyes, and said, "Let me please you; let me please every one of your senses."

Bill instantly understood and allowed me to move away from his touch. I brought my legs back around in front of me. Leaning forward, I lifted my drink and emptied it into my mouth. The liquor burned as it drained down my throat. I stood up, pulled my bra back into place, and turned to stand between his legs.

I smiled and shook my head, throwing my hair behind my back.

"Oh my god," Bill whispered very slowly.

His eyes stared at me, burning the image forever into his memory. He was sitting there staring at me, his shirt open, exposing the thick mat of hair covering his chest. His slacks open with his twitching member begging for release from the confines of his cotton boxers. I slowly began my visual seduction.

My fingers slid up my body, pausing to cup my tits under the silk material that covered them. I pulled the silk open further at the top and raised the collar. He smiled as I looked at him seductively and moved my hands to unbutton my blouse. As each one opened, I pulled the material further apart.

When the third and fourth buttons came undone, the creamy white flesh of my tits and succulent cleavage between were exposed to his lustful stare. My fingers pulled the bottom of my blouse out of the top of my skirt, and I undid the final two buttons to let my blouse fall open in front of him.

His eyes moved from mine down ...