Exploring My Sexuality - Sex Stories

Exploring My Sexuality

... if reading my mind. I nod, and she takes me by the hand and leads me to a room at the top of the stairs.

"This is better isn't it?" she says once we go in the room and lock the door. I am surprised the room is fairly clean (considering we are in a frat house), and see a picture of Angela on the desk. I guess it's Cameron's room.

"You are so pretty." she says. "Look at your boobs in that outfit." She then cups them with her hands and laughs. "I always wish you would dress up more. You really are pretty underneath all that bulky black clothing you always wear."

I am a little bit dizzy, and out of it, so I say "You're pretty too." keenly aware that her hands are on my breasts.

She is smiling, then says "Your lips look so soft. Can I kiss them?"

I nod, and before I know it, her lips are on mine, and I feel an excitement I'd never felt before erupt inside of me. I know at once I want her. I feel alive and want more.

When the kiss was broken, I surprise myself and say "I bet your tits feel soft too." and I reach up my hand to cup her soft breasts over her dress in my hands. They feel amazing. They are soft, and I love running my hands over them, getting more turned on as we make out.

We fondle and kiss each other for a while, and Angela starts taking off my dress, unzipping it at the back, and exposing my breasts. As soon as I am bare chested, she pulls off her dress over her head so we are both standing there in our underwear. Mine are black cotton, and hers ...

... are lacy pink. She is still wearing her two or three inch heels, which make her almost as tall as I am.

We then mashed up our boobs together and kiss. I enjoy feeling her naked orbs on mine, and find myself feeling hot with desire for her.

Soon we find ourselves on Cameron's bed, and she reaches down to my most private area and feels how wet and ready I am over my underwear. She says "I bet you have a beautiful pussy." and smiles wickedly as she travels lower on my body and begins to pull off my underwear.

Oh my God, is she about to lick me? I really want her to and can't believe it's happening. It seems too fast, but at the same time, so right. It's by far the most pleasure I've ever felt.

I certainly hadn't anticipated this happening when I left the quiet dorm where people are busy studying, participating in role playing games that involved spells and wizards, or actually going to sleep on a Friday night. I just wish I had paid more attention to my grooming. I trimmed myself up somewhat to "tame the bush" but that's just routine. Just because I can't stand a copious amount of hair down there. Now I vehemently wish that I had shaved and not just trimmed. Still, I was too turned on to stop, and enjoy the rush of pleasure that comes as she lightly runs her fingers along my sensitive pussy lips.

Angela teases me mercilessly, blowing air on my kitty, and placing a feather kiss right above my clit. I ache for her to put her mouth on it, and buck up my hips to meet ...