Kaylin, A Seemingly Innocent Encounter - Sex Stories

Kaylin, A Seemingly Innocent Encounter

... little, until my pants fell to the floor.

Kicking them aside, she looked up at me and as I adjusted my boxers, Kaylin looked down, still obviously wanting to see. I was hard, how could I not be, and as I adjusted it in my boxers, she leaned up on her tip toes, deliberately pressing against me as we kiss.

Looking at her and smiling, I again decided to try lifting her shirt up, but Kaylin immediately raised her hands up stopping me. I could see her hesitation, but as we looked at each other Kaylin smiled and said, “You first,” as she tried to coax my shirt up.

Smiling hesitantly, not knowing how she’d react to seeing me without a shirt, I took a breath, sucked in my stomach, and quickly pulled it over my head. Worried, I didn’t look at her, but after casting it toward a chair, on the other side of her bed, I turned and looked at her. She was looking at my chest but then as our eyes met, she smiled and then reached her hands up to feel on my chest and stomach. Continuing to try to hold in my stomach, as she raked her fingers through the small amount of hair I had on my stomach and chest, she seemed almost mesmerized.

It made me feel a little embarrassed with all the attention she was giving my chest, and wanting to get her shirt off now too, I tried to lift it up. Kaylin did look up at me and seeing she was apprehensive, I smiled but continued to pull it up over her head.

Looking at each other, it seemed to break the tension, which I liked and as she eventually ...

... lifted her arms, giggling, I smiled thinking, “Oh my god,” not really believing it.

After getting her top over her head, Kaylin immediately brought her hands up to cover her little boobs. I sensed she was looking to see if I was looking, and after throwing her top toward the same chair, I turned and looked at her. She was obviously feeling self-conscious, I could see that, and even though she still had her bra on, I continued to check her out thinking, “She is so small.”

Smiling, not wanting her to feel ashamed, I moved her hands down, telling her how pretty she was. It did make her blush and as she shyly looked down, I pulled her close. I wanted to feel on her boobs, but as I slid my hands up to feel on them, she again brought her hands up, blocking me.

Looking down, I subtly moved my one hand to the middle of her bra, trying to unhooked the one simple little hook in the front. Getting it unhooked, surprised her a little and as it dropped off her shoulders, I couldn’t help but look down at her chest. I wanted to see, and I hoped it would expose her firm flat little boobs, but she was too shy.

Continuing to look at each other, I told her, “Don’t worry,” trying to give her a reassuring smile.

It made her smile and as she leaned into me, I moved my hands up under hers, sliding my fingers under her bra. Yea, she really was flat chested, but I didn’t really care, and feeling her hard little nipples between my fingers made me look up. She too was looking at me, and ...