Taking The Thompson Women 2 by loyalsock - Sex Stories

Taking The Thompson Women 2 by loyalsock

She tried to regain her footing. &#034So... What's that?&#034 She asked; pointing to a bag I brought with me. &#034A surprise.&#034 I replied. &#034For me?&#034 she asked hopefully. I nodded, and walked up to her bedroom. There was no talk of studying. I sat down on the bed, and handed her the bag. Curious, she opened it, and inside, she found a light blue swimsuit. &#034This is beautiful!&#034 She gasped. &#034Its for you.&#034 I said, smiling. &#034Thank you!&#034 she said, and she gave me a hug and a kiss, she was already u*********sly forgetting her boyfriend. &#034I want you to try it on.&#034 I said. &#034Oh.. Okay, I'll be right back.&#034 She said. I grabbed her by the arm, gently, but firmly. &#034No no,&#034 I said, chuckling, &#034Put it on here.&#034 This was the moment of truth. She looked at me and said, with almost no hesitation. &#034Alright...&#034 I sat back down on the bed, and watched as she slipped off her shirt, revealing a sexy white lace bra beneath. Her shorts then came off, revealing a matching pair of panties. I could tell they were already wet in anticipation. She watched me carefully, as she slowly removed her bra, revealing her breasts once again. They were perfect. Young, supple, with no hint of sag. Large nipples hardened in the cool room. She reached down, and slowly took off her panties, exposing to my eyes for the first time her sex. She must have known this was coming, for she had trimmed her bush in anticipation into a small square. She ...

... sighed as I took her in. &#034Beautiful,&#034 I said. She licked her lips and then tried on her swimsuit. It barely covered anything, leaving little to the imagination. As she looked herself over in the mirror, I wrapped my arms behind her and said, &#034I want you to wear this on your trip. I want this to remind you of today whenever you wear it.&#034 She sighed and turned, opening her mouth to me. I easily untied her suit, and she sank to her knees. &#034I want to see it,&#034 she whispered. I unbuckled my pants, and gave her the first good look at my instrument. I was certain I was going to make her sing with it. Her eyes widened, and she tried to take it into her hand, she was overcome by the size. &#034They weren't lying,&#034 she murmured. &#034Suck it.&#034 I said. She did her best. She clearly didn't have much experience with giving head because she could only get a third of me in her mouth before gagging. But she kept at it, and soon, she developed a bobbing rhythm, as she looked up to me for look of approval. &#034Yeah.. Mya... You like my cock?&#034 I asked. She could only get half of me in. But she was a good little cocksucker. When I felt my load coming on, I pulled her to her feet, and led her over to the bed. Her knees were weak and she stumbled. She tried a final futile attempt to end it there. It was almost an afterthought. &#034I have a—ahh! Ummm... We can't!! Ahh...&#034 she protested. I was sucking on her tits now. Her beautiful sucklent breasts, and her ...