Pretty New Hostess, Peyton - Sex Stories

Pretty New Hostess, Peyton

... little tits was amazing.

Looking at each other, smiling, we again hugged and when I tried to subtly move my hand up under her top, she didn’t stop me, which made me smile to myself. Kissing her again, wanting to actually feel her boobs, I casually cupped one of them and then slipped my fingers up under her bra.

Realizing what was happening, she drew in a big breath, and holding it in, she quickly reached up to block me. We had stopped kissing and she looked a little nervous but smiled, and after a few seconds, she leaned over to kiss me.

Being with her had already given me a hard on, but now being able to feel the soft cool skin of her boob, and her little nipple, made my cock kind of uncomfortably bound up in my pants. Reaching down, I casually adjusted it and when I saw her glance down too, she must have known, because she smiled.

Taking my hand out from under her top, and looking at each other, we smiled, and again we tried to give each other a kiss. It really was amazing, and feeling her smiling as we kissed, I couldn’t help but smile too.

Putting my hands on her sides now, holding her, I deliberately let my thumbs press against the bottom part of her boobs. I so wanted to keep going and when Peyton feistily slid her hand down to my crotch, I thought, “Oh my god, yes!”

Kissing her, I wanted her to feel how hard I was, and when I turned slightly and she happened to feel it, we stopped kissing. Looking at each other, I smiled and when she took hold of it, ...

... and gave it a squeeze, I could see her smiling as she continued to look down.

Eventually, she looked up at me but it was a cautious look, and then reaching down, I took hold of her hand and had her start rubbing my cock through my jeans. After a kiss, we smiled at each other, and as I laid her back a little, I went back to feeling on her tits, and we again kissed. Again, I immediately put my hand up under her top feeling on her bra. Her nipples were definitely hard, pushing against her bra and wanting more, I looked down at her legs, and slid off the couch. She had to let go of my cock, and as I knelt next to the couch, I put my hands on her thighs.

She was watching and when I tried to undo the button on her jeans, she scooted back a little. Peyton again took a deep breath and when I started to unzip her pants, she reached down stopping me. Looking up, I knew she was nervous, unsure, but I smiled and moving up, I gave her a kiss. I didn’t want her to worry, and I didn’t want her to stop me either, and as she leaned back, I got up and sat next to her again.

She was smiling but I thought to myself, “Did I maybe go too fast?”

It did make me a little worried but then as we continued to look at each other, she said, “Can we slow down a little?”

Smiling back, relieved, I gave her a hug, and putting my hand on her thigh, I said, “Sure,” and leaned toward her giving her a simple little kiss.

The couch really wasn’t ideal and when I again moved my hand up to feel on ...