Hands On My Body - Sex Stories

Hands On My Body

... the straps of her black dress to the edges of her shoulders...and down. She smiled as I did so -- the confidence in her eyes saying, "You are going to love these." And, my God, did I ever. Her breasts were as perfect as I had imagined. There is something about natural breasts on a slender torso -- breasts that are a bit larger and softer than you would expect on such a tiny chest -- that has always awed me. I came to learn that Gracie was a 30C. Her quarter size pink nipples stood high on her breasts, making them look like they were searching for a warm mouth to suck them. Her tips were already hard and I gently caressed both of them as she watched me with pleasure. I knew I was not the first man to look at and fondle them in wonderment.

I reached behind where I'd seen a zipper earlier and slid it down to her lower back. Gracie followed my lead and stepped out of her sexy dress, now clad in only a lacy black thong and her strappy heels. I placed my hands on her shoulders and just the slightest pressure made her smile and drop to her knees. She knew just what to do.

I stepped out of my shoes and began to unbutton my shirt as she quickly undid my belt, unzipped me, and eagerly pulled down my pants and boxers together. I sprang out stiffly to her complete delight and soon I was naked and towering over my newest summer intern.

"Oh my God, Jack. Mmmm -- what a nice cock," Gracie crooned, to my delight. She held it aloft and looked at it hungrily, then looked up at me as ...

... she licked from my ball sac to the tip. She licked me several times, then aimed my stiff shaft just a bit lower and engulfed it with her pretty mouth.

I gasped as her warm wet lips stretched to accommodate me. I could hear her soft whimpers and knew immediately that this was a young lady whom, despite her somewhat innocent look, had sucked more than her share of cock. She was not shy about showing me her skills and techniques, which were exemplary. As I looked down at my cock stretching her pretty lips, I cradled her head in my hands and felt her moving on me -- eagerly engulfing me.

At one point she disengaged, held my cock up with one hand and dove low to encase one smooth testicle, then the other, in her warm mouth. The sounds of her wet ball love and her glances up to connect visually were driving me crazy.

I knew we'd come back to oral, but I was throbbing hard and almost painfully rigid. I needed to fuck her. I needed to be deep inside her. She'd sucked me well and I was ready. I reached down and grabbed her hands. She let my cock slide from her mouth and stood, as I guided her over to the bed.

I had her sit on the edge, as I leaned down to take off her heels -- enjoying the view of her exquisite body, still barely covered by the tiniest thong. I took off her shoes, and then reached up to take off her thong. She smiled and obliged, lifting her hips to let me slide it down her smooth legs. I grabbed a pillow quickly for her head, then knelt down on the floor ...