Stairway to Perdition: Part 1: Barbara - Sex Stories

Stairway to Perdition: Part 1: Barbara

... bare skin just north of her stocking tops. He gently squeezed the peach like flesh of her buttocks, before sliding his left hand into the warm place between her upper thighs so that he could push up against her pelvic floor. “Oh, that is so much better,” she panted, now leaning back to throw off her own jacket without caring where it landed. Urgently, she rolled her yellow top up over her head, dropping it to the floor in the rising heat of the moment. At the same time, Drew reached around behind and expertly undid her black lacy bra, releasing her ample breasts. Now she was naked above the waist herself, the two of them could, for the first time, fully experience the exotic sensation of each other’s skin as they pressed together. “Ah, a great deal better indeed,” she sighed as he released her from their embrace, and transferred his attention to her erect nipples, gently rolling one between finger and thumb whilst sucking furiously at the other. Barbara was, by now, no longer consumed with the urgent need to dominate him in order to rouse him out of the torpor of reluctance which had so unpredictably overcome him when they had entered the room. Instead she turned her attention towards getting fully naked herself. Reaching round as he worked on her breasts, she undid the zip at the back of her skirt and let it fall away. As it did so, the tops of her legs, those tiny black lace panties, and the suspender belt she wore underneath were all exposed. She pushed Drew away so ...

... that she could remove the remaining items of clothing as well. “Oh do please keep the boots and stockings on,” he pleaded, “they are such a turn on.” “Another bloody cliché,” she grumbled back, “Very well, but in return you are going to have to eat me out, right now!” With that, she slipped her panties down over her boots and dropped them on the floor. Then sitting on the edge of the bed, spread her thighs wide open, lewdly displaying her slit for his visual pleasure. It was certainly eye catching. Drew was greatly aroused by the sight of it; his cock pumped up fit to burst; but at the same time he was intrigued. Barbara’s pussy was completely shaven almost as though she was about to have a gynaecological operation. This was the only way he had seen a shaved vagina before, in preparation for surgery. Of course he had seen a few like that during his medical training, although none of the young women he had been to bed with so far had regularly shaved down there. Notwithstanding the lack of the normal unruly forestation, this fanny was perfect. There were exquisite pink, plumped up, outer lips. As they seductively opened just a little, the inner pair was only just visible, peeping tantalisingly out as if looking for a phallus. At the front, Barbara’s clit poked cheekily out from underneath its tent, stiffly erect as she was by now quite aroused. A drip of juice slowly ran out of the bottom and dripped onto the bedspread. “Oh, just look at that,” he enthused. “On your knees!” she ...