Trailer Park Sara Pt. I - Sex Stories

Trailer Park Sara Pt. I

... so astute in the ways of gently making a woman feel good. I quickly and roughly went for her chest and grabbed her tits as if they were bean bags. Sara quickly chastised me and told me to slow down and be easy with them. She told me to ease up on the pressure and to not pinch her nipples so hard. I did my best to follow her instructions. We stayed like this for another few minutes or so. We were getting more and more comfortable with each other and I asked her if she would light up another joint. She said yes and she grabbed the small box, pulled one out, lit it and took a fat hit without letting go of my cock. She passed it to me and I too took a big hit. It burned again but this time I barely coughed. I was starting to get brave. My touches were becoming more and more focused. Instead of roughly squeezing her entire breasts, I was gently caressing each nipple and throwing in an occasional pinch which would elicit a moan from Sara. I must be a fast learner, I said to myself. I decided to take a gamble at that point and I leaned in and took her left nipple into my mouth and sucked it gently. Sara squirmed in pleasure but she pulled my head away. She took her hand off my cock and I instantly thought that I had fucked up. “If you do that again, the next place we’re taking this my bedroom. Are you sure that is what you want?” I could tell by the look in her eye that she was dead serious. I didn’t answer though; at least not verbally. I took another hit from the joint, inhaled ...

... deeply, and then I put my lips onto hers. When our lips met, Sara inhaled, taking the marijuana smoke from my lungs. She exhaled through her nostrils and we continued to kiss. Our tongues danced in each other’s mouths as our hands went back to where they were when all of this started. “Bedroom, now,” was all she manage and I quickly follow behind her. It took us only seconds for the two of us to be devoid of clothing. This was also my first time ever seeing Sara naked. I paused and took in her body. Her chestnut brown hair was down to her shoulders and it framed her soft face. She had brown eyes and an upturned nose that was just a little too big for her face. Her lips were pouty but not particularly plump. Her chin, like the rest of her face was round and soft looking. My eyes continued to move down over her body. From her thin neck to her large chest I admired every inch of her. Her midsection was marked by childbirth. There was a paunch that was accompanied by stretch marks that covered medium-sized love handles. If I had to describe her with one word; that word would be “soft,” and “soft” women were fast becoming my favorite kind of woman. My gaze finally made its way down to her sex. There was a small tuft of hair above two very plump pussy lips that already looked like they were glistening. Her thighs were much like her pussy lips; plump and inviting. “John!” Sara hollered. I stopped my appraisal of her body and answered with a startled “what.” “Are you just going to ...