Meeting Memphis-pt1 ~ A Girl and Graceland - Sex Stories

Meeting Memphis-pt1 ~ A Girl and Graceland

... touched mine, his tongue so gentle as it slowly entered my mouth. It was soft and beautiful. Then it increased! It was like our mouths knew we didn't have time for tenderness, they were hungry for each other, and it turned into animalistic passion. His hands went to either side of my neck as he pulled me in. Our tongues danced together, then they fought. Our lips and mouths devoured each other. We were both breathing so hard it was like we were trying to breathe our life into the other. His hands moved to my breasts, down my sides getting to the hem of my dress. Under my dress his hands found my ass cheeks. He caressed them he grabbed them, then acknowledged, "So, you're NOT wearing panties, any longer!!" "Um? Surprise!!", I said, and his mouth was instantly back on mine.

His left hand forced my dress up and he grabbed onto my waist. It felt amazing, having him holding my bare skin. His other hand did something I wasn't prepared for. His finger started at the top of the crack of my booty. He gently rubbed what felt like 2 fingers up-and-down the top couple inches of my booty crack. Then slowly they went further down. When he got to my private entrance... OK my asshole, as the locker room slutty girls call it, he lightly rubbed one finger against it, in a light up and down motion. Now yesterday, if somebody would have mentioned this I would have been like, "eww that's nasty. That's where you poop!" But today? Well today his fingertips were causing the nerves around the ...

... entrance of my anus to send jolts of excited electricity throughout my entire body. It was causing my pussy to get wet and drip down my legs in anticipation. He could have pushed it into my ass right then, and I wouldn't have cared. I was actually kind of hoping he would, it felt nice and I wanted more. But after starting the frenzy in me, his fingers continued their way down.

I open mouth gasped when they entered my wetness from behind. He wasn't fast or rough, just 2 fingers barely an inch in, rubbing between my lips, playing in my moisture. I couldn't concentrate on kissing him anymore and my head fell back against the wall. I was putty in his hands and I wanted nothing more than to give myself to him completely, letting him do whatever he wanted to me. He reached up with the hand that was on my waist and grabbed my hair pulling my head back. His tongue was making a soft trail up my neck, I could feel his teeth gently scratching into it as he went. His hand left my hair and I moaned my disapproval. Until he started pulling down the front of my dress trying to free my breasts. I pulled my arms through the sleeves and pushed my dress down off my shoulders. I was as eager to get out of it as he was to see me out of it. It was basically bunched up around my waist. But for the most part, I was now standing naked, in Elvis' bedroom. His mouth immediately went to my right tit where he pulled my nipple in. He started gently sucking on it and flicking it with his tongue at the same ...