Pretty New Hostess, Peyton - Sex Stories

Pretty New Hostess, Peyton

... her chest I thought, “Please don’t stop me.”

Looking at me, we eventually kissed and as our tongues again mingled in and out of each other’s mouths, I casually slid my hand down, letting my fingers search inside the front of her pants, now that they were open.

I again felt her smiling and as we continued to make out, she again slid her hand back to my crotch, feeling for my cock. It was getting a little more heated and when I felt the little band of her panties, sneaking my fingers under it, we suddenly stopped kissing. Looking at each other, I again hoped she wouldn’t stop me, but then giving me a subtle little kiss she suggested, “Maybe we should go to my bedroom.”

Smiling, surprised, I stood up and after pulling her to her feet, she leaned up on her tip toes and we kissed. Peyton took my hand now and holding her pants up with the other, she led me toward what I suspected was her bedroom.

Holding hands, going back toward a short hallway, and then through a doorway on the left, we moved over toward her bed. It was kind of dark, except for the light coming in from the hallway, and as I turned her to face me, she smiled. Smiling too, we again kissed, and then backing her toward the bed, I immediately lifted her up, sitting her on the edge.

Peyton giggled a little, and then leaning down, I kissed her. We were both smiling in anticipation, and when I casually tried to lift her top over her head, she seemed to hesitate at first.

However, giving me a sly ...

... little smile, Peyton obligingly lifted her arms up. Quickly, I got it over her head, and smiling, I cast her top toward a chair, missing it. Looking at each other for a moment, I couldn’t help but drop my eyes, watching her adjust her lacy little white bra. She was making sure it still covered her boobs and when our eyes again met and we smiled at each other I said, “You’re beautiful Peyton.”

She really had a nice little body and after a giving me a subtle little smile and a kiss, she slyly tried taking my shirt off too. I was a little self conscious, and hesitant being I was so much older. However, seeing her adventurous look, I lifted my arms, helping. I was in, well pretty good shape, but still was unsure how she’d react, being I was older. “It was now or never,” I thought and as I dropped my shirt off the edge of the bed, I could see her blushing as she looked at my chest and stomach. Looking up at me briefly, Peyton gave me a little smile, and then apprehensively reached out, touching my stomach.

Peyton seemed excited as she looked down and ran her little hand over my stomach and chest. It was nice to see her comfortable enough to play with the small amount of hair that ran up my stomach and covered my chest, and when she looked up at me and she smiled, I was glad she was okay with it.

Smiling back, I eventually put my hand on hers, and when she looked up at me, I leaned down and giving her a kiss, I laid her back. At that moment, I don’t think she knew what I was ...