Pretty New Hostess, Peyton - Sex Stories

Pretty New Hostess, Peyton

... doing, however, as I casually slid off the bed and started tugging at her pant legs, trying to get them off, she smiled.

I so wanted to get them off, I wanted to see her pussy and her legs, and being they were already undone, they easily started to come off. Looking up at her, she seemed to smile, and then an attempt to help, she lifted her ass, which surprised me.

She was so petite and as I got her jeans down to her feet, and I pulled them off the rest of the way, Peyton reached down, adjusting her little white panties. They were sheer, almost see through and as I held her pants out briefly, I smiled and then dropped them to the floor. Instinctively, I look down at her crotch, and seeing her shapely legs and her little pussy pushing against her panties, all I could think about was wanting to be in her.

Smiling, I quickly look back up at her and then as I stood up, and started to undo my pants, Peyton leaned up on her elbows to watch. She was watching intently and when I let them fall to the floor, and I turned to face her, I knew see could see my cock bulging to get out. It was a little embarrassing and seeing her staring, I quickly adjusted it, which made her look up at me.

She had a concerned look, and when I told her, “Why don’t you scoot up,” she smiled.

Immediately when I climbed on the bed with her, she sat up. Kneeling in front of her, she continued to glance down at my crotch, and when I put my hands on her waist, she looked at me.

Giving her a ...

... kiss, I tried to pull her up, and then smiling, Peyton shifted a little, swung her legs under herself, and eventually got to her knees too.

I think we were both anxious, and as we continued to kiss, my hands again found there way up to feel on her boobs. I could feel Peyton smiling as we kissed and then as I reach my one hand around to her back, and quickly unhooked her bra with a simple pinch, Peyton immediately reached up, holding her bra against her chest.

It made us both stop kissing and as we looked at each other, I could see she was again overly concerned, but I couldn’t help it, I wanted to see. Peyton however, continued to hold her bra not letting it drop, even though the straps had slipped off her shoulders. Looking back up, I smiled at her, and when I reached over and coaxed the straps down her arms some more, she eventually dropped her hands, letting me take her bra off.

“Here we go,” I thought, and as I cast it to the floor, trying to not look down, I smiled, gave her a reassuring kiss and told her, “Don’t worry.”

She still had her hands on her boobs, covering them, but it did make her smile, which I was glad, but it was a slightly cautious one. Looking at her, I rose up a little, and now tried to pull my boxers down. It was a little awkward, but eventually I got them down enough to where I could leaned away, and pulled them over my feet.

I could see Peyton looking down, smiling and when I dropped them off the bed, I looked at her. She gave me a ...