Ethan and Chanel 29 - Sex Stories

Ethan and Chanel 29

... different story," I say, and I'm sort of surprised she doesn't know this already. "Is that where the trust comes in?" "Yeah. If you do trust me and you're comfortable, I'll give you a really good orgasm," I try to persuade her, and start rubbing her calves with my left hand, her feet still in my lap. She bites her lip, smiling. "So..how would we go about this?" Chanel asks, and I'm already way too fucking excited at the idea of watching her cum...really hard...all over me. Her piqued interest is a damn good way to start paving my way there. "Well, before starting anything, we both need to drop any expectations we might have, that way there's no pressure. I need you to know that I don't expect you to squirt. If you don't, we're still gonna have fun, and if you do, it'll be really enjoyable for both of us." Both my hands are on her legs now, her eyes already a shade darker. "You're just full of surprises," she says, and I grin. "Again, I'm just being honest." Chanel stares at me as I massage her. "I like when you're honest," she says quietly, also repeating her words from earlier. I grab her hips and slide her toward me on the couch until she's sideways in my lap. "So do you want to try?" I ask, holding her body against my chest. Her polished nails caress the back of my neck as she stares at me. "I would...like to try ," she says, her pool blue eyes have just the right amount of lust and innocence to make me impatient as fuck. I get her out of her fancy clothes and she removes ...

... my shirt, then I carry her to the bed, my mouth on her neck. "Once you're relaxed, I'm gonna press on your g-spot until you cum," I say in her ear, laying on top of her. Chanel nods, her legs pressing into my sides. "When you start to feel like you have to pee, it's important you stay relaxed and keep going. That's when you'll squirt," I whisper, and she smiles, biting her already swollen lip. "Now close your eyes and lay on your stomach," I tell her and stand up. She complies, pulling her hair over one shoulder, and I go to find massage oil. I take off what's left of my clothes and come back when she's comfortable, her smooth backside facing up. Her body is almost unreal. She's always finding ways to be active, which she so eloquently demonstrated for me today, and it shows. Her body is just the right balance; not too muscular, not too thin. She has curves, and I want to devour every inch of them. I rein that shit in though, before my plan to be gentle blows up in my face. I climb on the bed next to her, putting my oiled hands on her shoulders, and she hums. I massage every inch of her skin, from her tiny feet up to her neck, ensuring she's sated completely. After gliding over her thighs, I straddle her legs, putting my hands on her firm backside. She sighs, maintaining the no movement policy while I work her ass. My thumbs knead into her flesh and I catch a glorious view of her cunt. Her pink pussy in the shape of a diamond, nestled between where her thighs meet her ass. I ...