Whoa! It's Still Happening - Sex Stories

Whoa! It's Still Happening

... told her about his family and she told him about hers. It turned out that Sharon had a twin sister, Susan, who was still just as shy as Sharon had been. Jason immediately began thinking of the possibilities of having both sisters willing to give him pleasure. They had just finished eating when Sharon took a deep breath and looked Jason in the eyes. Almost breathlessly she asked, “Jason, will you take me home now? There is something I've been wanting to do all evening.” Jason politely replied, “Of course I'll take you home. Were do you live?” Sharon looked dreamily at her date, giggled, and said, “No Jason, I mean take me to your home.” Jason rose and took Sharon's hand to help her up from her chair. She squeezed his hand as she stood. She then continued holding his hand as she let him lead her out of the restaurant and to his car. She scooted close to him for the short ride to his off-campus apartment. The ride home was uneventful. Sharon's need to show Jason her pussy continued to grow stronger as the minutes slipped by. Again, just like when she flashed her tits at him, a compete stranger at the time, she had no idea why she had an overwhelming urge to show Jason her most intimate parts. For some reason, she just knew she had to show this man her pussy. She had thought about it all evening. She had become aroused and very wet between her legs. She was so glad she made it a habit of shaving herself before each game. Once they arrived at his apartment, Jason politely opened ...

... the door for his date. Sharon asked, “Please Jason, where's your restroom?” When Jason pointed the way, she told him, “Thank you. I'll be right back.” Sharon then kissed his cheek before heading down the hallway. As she ducked into his restroom, Jason quietly said to himself, “This is turning out much better than I thought.” He then turned on some soft music, poured them each a glass of red wine, and dimmed the lights. Just as he sat on the couch Jason heard the restroom door open. He looked up and saw Sharon coming toward him. She was nude from the waste up. Her firm C-cup breasts stood proudly on her chest. Her hard nipples prominently perched on top of her fleshy mounds. Her hair had been brushed out and formed a dark halo around her face and cascaded over her shoulders. Sharon smiled and said, “I thought you might like to see my boobs again.” Jason smiled, but before he could speak, she reached down to the hem of her short skirt and lifted it to her waist. She was no longer wearing her panties, and Jason could easily see her well shaved pussy. Her juices that were leaking from her had made her puffy pussy lips shine. “And I thought you might like to see my pussy too.” She stood there holding her skirt up and continued, “God, I hope you don't think I'm too forward. I don't know why, but I feel the same way I did when I flashed my boobs for you. I have an irresistible urge to show you my pussy. I've been hot and wet for you all night and....” Still seated, Jason smiled up at ...