Lessons Learned - Sex Stories

Lessons Learned

... so terribly neglected. There’s something that Haley loves about how Scottneeds her. She can feel his desire for her by the way he keeps pulling her close although their bodies couldn’t physically be any closer.

Haley’s eyes open to find Scott’s when his thick head pushes between her legs. She’s half surprised, half disappointed when Scott enters her so easily. Haley didn’t think she had become so wet so early for him. He was driving her crazy, but now he’s driving her up against the sheets with every thrust.

Scott burns for Haley. She’s beautiful, tight, and eager. It’s as though they have been lovers for years, separated for months in an unceremonious giving of each other’s bodies. Her hands are braced against Scott, holding on for the ride. Scott’s muscles flex. Haley’s tits bounce. It’s not the most coordinated thing between new lovers, but it feels fantastic.

“Oh, fuck me, baby!” she calls, her eyes and mouth open. Haley is doing her best to hold herself sturdy for him, close to the edge as Scott won’t let up. He’s gone beyond sweet love. He’s fucking her. Hard. “Fuck!” her voice rings. “Holy shit! Cum with me, baby! Cum!” Haley gives, her body becoming rigid under Scott, feeling him pulse deep inside of her. Every inch is pressed into Haley, pretty toes curled below smooth, locked legs.

They hold on like this, the two of them, neither one in any rush to be anywhere but here.

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Scott is a gentleman, helping Haley down from the ladder as she ...

... disembarks her dream.

“Thank you,” she lets out. Her words feel much more formal than she intended. Haley isn’t sure her tone was right for the moment, not for this man.

Scott doesn’t say anything, retaining her hand as she finds the cold, concrete floor. His thumb graces the top of Haley’s fingers, knocking a platinum-pronged stone to one side. He doesn’t say anything, neither does she, both of them doing their best to act like it doesn’t exist.

Haley is beautiful in that coat. With her hair down and the scarf around her neck, it’s only natural that Scott leans in to place a well-aimed kiss on her cheek. She’s soft, the scent of vanilla somewhere between her neck and lips. Haley is gorgeous in beige today. Soon, though, she’ll be even more gorgeous in white – not that Scott will ever witness it for himself.

He knows better than to remain like this. That’s why he hasn’t called. That’s why he’s worked so hard for so many months.

Scott, it seems, has taught Haley everything he has to teach. She’s a master now, an expert.

‘Walk away, Scott.’

They hold hands, their fingers locked as Scott escorts Haley to the door.

Yes – he’s sure it will be ready to launch on time in June. No – he didn’t have to spend extra money on her size. Yes – you can come back anytime, there’s a key in the old coffee can outside.

Haley turns at the door, her hand tightly locked with Scott’s.

He doesn’t like the way she’s looking at him. Something’s up. His words are direct: “Say ...