Transforming Genevieve Chapter Five - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter Five

... between to moisten the succulent cleavage. I love the way he uses his lips and tongue to caress me. I love the way his hands gently move over them. I love the way he allows me to guide his mouth to the most sensitive parts of my tits.

I wanted more of him, not satisfied with sitting on his lap and having him caress my tits and kiss my mouth passionately. I had to have more. I moved to kneel over him, straddling his thighs with my knees to face him. My fingers slowly undid his necktie and slid it from around his neck. I leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips as my fingers, one by one, unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his chest to my kisses and touch. I kissed his neck and down onto his chest. His hands ran through long tresses of black hair down my naked back.

"I want you, baby," I said.

His eyes searched mine as I slowly slid off the chair to kneel between his spread thighs. My hands caressed his chest, gradually working down to the waistband of his slacks. His belt came undone. I could feel his hard cock straining at the fabric that covered it. The button that held his slacks to his waist popped open. Grasping his zipper pull with two fingers, I slowly lowered it. Spreading his slacks open to expose his cotton briefs and the beautiful bulge of his swollen manhood. I lightly scratched at his cock through the fabric. It twitched as my nails slid over the corona to its throbbing head.

I wanted it exposed to my touch, to my gaze. I wanted it throbbing in my ...

... hands and between my soft lips. Hooking two fingers in the combined waistbands of his slacks and briefs, I began to slip them off his hips. He lifted and allowed me to slide the material down around his ankles. His throbbing member inches from my wet, hot mouth as I did. I leaned back on my haunches and let my hands slowly ascend the length of his muscular legs. Passing his knees, I slid my fingers between his thighs and gently spread them. His glorious scrotum and balls came under my intense stare, soon to be under my gentle touch and soft lips.

"Oh, Jesus, baby, that feels incredible,” he said as my nails lightly scratched at the naked flesh of his inner thighs.

As my delicate fingers reached their goal, I let my nails slide up along the centerline of his scrotum. Once all eight nails were in line, I slowly pulled them apart, dragging the tips out across two beautiful balls until they moved again onto the flesh of his thighs. I repeated the movement from the center line of his scrotum outward across his balls and onto his thighs several times, each time pressing a little harder against his balls and each time eliciting a deeper moan from his throat.

His eyes stared down at me intently as I studied every part of his cock.

"Touch it, Gen; please wrap your soft fingers around it,” he pleaded.

I circled his shaft at the base with one hand and slowly drew him toward my face. My soft fingers slid up the throbbing length until they reached the swollen corona of his cock ...