Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Two - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Two

... effects of nursing were evident on my tits; the areolas became larger and darkened in color, and my nipples, when aroused, grow hard and extend in a disproportionate size to the remainder of my tits.

My nipples had already hardened, and as I lifted my breasts to offer them to my lover, he smiled and then began kissing every part of my chest. His lips surrounded my erect nipple, and he gently sucked it while his fingers tweaked the other. His mouth moved from one hard nipple to the other, kissing the soft flesh between as he switched. Jerry lavished my chest with kisses and lingering licks for several minutes, but the pleasure I felt made it seem like an eternity.

"I love how you touch me," I said as his lips began to slide down across my belly.

He took the time to pierce my belly button with the tip of his tongue, leaving it moist with his saliva. I was now the one staring down at my lover, watching every move he made with growing anticipation of the next.

His lips finally reached the waistband of my slacks, and his knees rested comfortably on the carpet. Instead of reaching for the button that held them in place, Jerry reached around and slid his hands across my butt, gently squeezing the soft flesh; I swooned under his gentle caress.

He moved his hands forward and skillfully undid the button, then ran his fingers up and under the fabric. My slacks slipped off my hips and slowly down my legs, pooling around my high heels. He lifted one foot and slipped my ...

... shoe off, then removed my pant legs from my foot. In a moment, he had the other pump off, and I stood before him naked, except for my white cotton panties. He looked up at me and smiled as his fingers traced up the back of my legs, causing goosebumps to rise on the sensitive flesh. His hands again slid onto my butt cheeks, but this time he squeezed more firmly and drew my hips forward until my loins were inches from his face. He inhaled deeply, savoring the aroma of my moist pussy.

His eyes studied my covered crotch, and I was glad I'd remembered to shave and trim my pubic hair earlier today. My loins had long before begun tingling, and with every prolonged movement of his hands and fingers, they became more alive. He hooked a finger under each lower edge of my panties at my hips and slowly moved them forward, teasing the flesh beneath; his fingers didn't stop until he reached the point where my panties curved under my crotch. Had he moved his skillful digits inward, they would have slid across my labia and my now sopping wet pussy.

In twenty-five years of marriage, I had never been seduced like this. My husband would remove my panties quickly and, in a flash, insert his tiny cock inside me. But Jerry was a master of seduction, and he knew that each touch, caress, or kiss would serve to heighten the anticipation of making love, and I quickly became enamored with his technique.

I wasn't sure how much more I could take before my legs turned to mush and I'd be unable to ...