My Dirty Secrets 3.2 - Sex Stories

My Dirty Secrets 3.2

... holding Jake's shirt, I pulled him in closer. Jake again tried to move his hand to my breasts. I released his shirt long enough to grab his wrist and put his hand to his side. My mouth was leading our kisses as I grabbed Jake by the shirt again. I felt myself giving in to whatever this was and wanting more of the control that Jake was allowing me.

I was afraid of my reactions and excited about this feeling of freedom that was washing over me. As I finished unbuckling Jake's belt, I fumbled with the button on his jeans. Our kisses became wild and passionate. The attraction between us was intense. Stepping out of his pants, his boxers followed immediately. His cock was sticking out from his smooth frame. He was much leaner than my husband, and he did have a nice dick. I wanted it in my mouth again, but I wasn't ready to turn him loose. His hands had crept up behind me as he held my ass firmly through my jeans. He stood before me, kissing me exactly how I wanted.

He began to struggle with his flannel shirt, and all the while, I kept my hold on his white t-shirt. My firm grip on that shirt was the only thing anchoring me to this moment or any other. Everything I was feeling was wrong. Jake managed to pull my shirt off over my head, and my pants were unbuttoned as I worked at stepping out of them. As he stood there with his cock touching my black panties, I could feel the heat of his member against me.

As we stood in Jules' living room, Jake tried to push his cock ...

... between my thighs. I wasn't ready to give up and let him drive just yet. I pushed him back onto the couch and stepped closer to him. His eyes were wide as I pulled my panties down. He reached out to touch me. I slapped his hand playfully, put my foot up onto the couch next to him, and pulled his face toward my pussy. He eagerly grabbed my ass cheeks and shoved his face further into my crotch as I felt the first of his kisses on my freshly shaved lips.

For the first time, I understood the appeal men found from having a woman shove their cock into her mouth. This was exhilarating. Jake could not hide his excitement as he began to devour me. His tongue worked between my lips, searching for my sex. He probed between my folds with his tongue, looking for my clit, and worked his tongue between my legs, trying to taste more of me. My pose on the couch had limited his access, and I was enjoying his desire to please me.

Jake's ballcap had fallen off in his excitement to devour me, and his dark blonde hair was between my fingers as I pulled his mouth against me. He was doing a fantastic job of not only making my pussy feel good but making me feel needed and desired. Sex with Nick was good, but not this good. He ate my pussy and did a good job, but he didn't have this raw enthusiasm.

Jake wanted me, only me, and that was unmistakable. I felt like I should do something for him. I was battling with myself as he lapped his tongue against my excited kitty. I was not used to being the ...