My Dirty Secrets 3.2 - Sex Stories

My Dirty Secrets 3.2

... focus of such an intense sexual spotlight purely for my pleasure. He kissed, sucked, and nibbled at my lips, occasionally forcing his tongue deep enough to make me gasp a little at his touches. I'd never considered the difference between a partner who was good in bed and a partner who made me feel good in bed.

As I held his head against me, he was equally forceful with my ass as he held both of my cheeks in his hands. His grasp held me tightly to his mouth as though I would run away. He barely left himself space to breathe as his passionate kisses were lavished upon my pussy. As he drove his tongue into me, I could feel his hands becoming more adventurous as he kneaded my cheeks in his hands. He was alternating, squeezing, and spreading my butt cheeks. I enjoyed feeling him. His touch was firm and had an effect on me I was relishing.

I grabbed a handful of Jake's hair and pulled his head away from my pussy, and looked down at him. He moved his hands from my ass and gently stroked his cock slowly. I could have lowered my pussy down onto him and given us both some sweet release. I wanted him, and he clearly wanted me.

"Where is this going?" I asked, panting from Jake's attention.

"Well, that depends," Jake said, obviously choosing his words carefully.

"On what?" I pressed.

"You," Jake said without any hesitation.

My pussy was still near enough to his face that he could smell how aroused I was. My pussy ached. I wanted him so badly.

"Do you have a ...

... condom?" I asked, feeling ridiculous.

"I haven't carried them since high school," Jake said solemnly.

Sinking back into the couch a bit, Jake was obviously thinking this was over. I stood still with my leg propped up, and I began to feel a bit silly.

"In my purse on the chair by the door! You're welcome," Jules shouted from the bedroom.

I turned, and Jules' purse was in the chair. Wearing only my bra, I walked over and rifled through her purse like a raccoon in the trash. I grabbed a condom and turned to Jake, and raised my eyebrow suggestively. That sexy, sly smile crossed his lips as he eyed me up and down like he had the night before. I walked back to Jake and knelt in front of him. Looking him in the eyes, I took my bra off and set it to the side, letting my breasts drop from their previously well-supported position.

"Damn, Alyssa, you are one hell of a woman," Jake said with a smirk, admiring his view.

Looking down at his cock I ran my fingers from his stomach down onto his shaft and under his head. As my finger crossed the tip, I put my finger in my mouth and sucked my finger seductively.

"I'm enjoying the view from here as well," I said, looking at him again squarely.

Without waiting for me to swallow, Jake leaned forward and kissed me. His hands were on each side of my neck, his fingers in my hair. He held me and shared the taste of our combined oral efforts. His precum from my finger and my juices were still very present in his mouth. I broke off our ...