Pretty Young Cowgirl - Sex Stories

Pretty Young Cowgirl

... looking at each other, I continually told myself, “Man, she’s pretty.”

We continued to talk, getting to know each other, and after having a couple beers, continuing to make small talk, we eventually started to get very friendly, pushing and bumping against each other. I think we both started to feel more comfortable, and then as we looked at each other, I leaned toward her. She had a concerned looked, but as I went in for a kiss, she smiled.

Giving her a subtle little kiss I thought, “Oh yea,” and as we looked at each other, there was a pause.

It really was nice, and seeing her pretty blue eyes, and her chubby little cheeks looking back at me, as she smiled, I hoped we’d keep going. Kissing her again, I boldly reached my hand up to feel on her one boob. I ended up stopping right under her boob, cupping it, and feeling Melissa gasp, our lips parted.

She was now looking down at my hand on her chest, she didn’t stop me, but I do think it made her a little self-conscious about her body, being she was so young. Kissing her again, and trying to push my tongue into her mouth, she hesitated, but then opening her mouth, our tongues touched and twisted. I couldn’t help but smile as we kissed, and when I casually slid my hand around to her back, and I didn’t feel a bra strap, it excited me.

Moving my hand down and turning her a little, I gave her a kiss. Pulling her closer, I unintentionally felt a few slight fat rolls through her top. I hoped it didn’t embarrass her and ...

... when we stopped kissing, Melissa leaned against my shoulder.

Holding her, I casually moved my hand to her stomach, and as I did, Melissa instinctively sucked in her stomach. I liked feeling on her and wanting more, I moved my hand down to her thigh, and giving it a squeeze, we again kissed.

I think she was maybe a little tipsy, I knew I was, and feeling on her firm thigh, I slipped my hand between her legs. Moving my hand up toward her crotch, she inadvertently spread her legs. Again, we ended up looking at each other briefly and seeing a sly little smile, I stood up and took her hand.

She continued to smile, unsure about what we were doing but then as I had her stand up, I smiled and told her, “Come on.”

Looking up at me, she smiled and when I got her to her feet and i started to lead us, moving us toward the spare bedroom, she hesitantly asked, “Where are we going?”

Not saying anything, I instead just smiled, and when we went through the bedroom door, and I turn to face her, I could see her nervously looking around. It really wasn’t very dark, more muted, being the light from the living room was still able to sneak in, I decided to leave the lights off.

Moving us over toward the bed, I pulled the cover down a little and then as I leaned down to kiss her, she smiled and raising up on her tip toes, we kissed. Smiling as our lips met, I immediately tried to lift her top up, but she stopped me. As we stopped kissing, I could see she was hesitant, and smiling, ...