London, the city of SEX! - Sex Stories

London, the city of SEX!

... well ... beautiful. Just beautiful. 'Come on, let's get those trousers off,' Laura said. And, before he knew it, Tom was as naked as she was. Laura lay back on the bed and spread her shapely legs, her knees raised slightly. 'And now let's see how good you are at eating pussy.' Just how good was Tom at eating pussy? It was hard to say. He knew the theory. He'd read a couple of under-the-counter books. But when it came to practical experience, he had had none. No, this would be a first. It looked as if he was going to have to fly solo on his first outing. Tom positioned himself between Laura's thighs. His hands were shaking, but he somehow managed to control them long enough to part Laura's outer lips and touch the moist folds within with the tip of his tongue. An exciting musky aroma filled his nostrils and his hands started to shake again. bit.ly/HotttT naked. Laura moaned encouragingly. For three or four minutes, Tom tried to replicate - as best as he could remember - the actions of 'the Master' in 'Anna and the Master of Cunnilingus Castle'. But then he abandoned the script and just fell into doing what felt right - guided by the panting, the moaning, and the giggles of the lovely Laura. And then, after about fifteen minutes, Laura suddenly 'exploded'. 'Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oh, bloody hell, yes!' And then, after she had caught her breath, she said: 'That was ... that was fucking brilliant.' 'So, it was OK then?' Tom said, tentatively. 'I did OK?' 'Laura grinned. 'OK? It was ...

... brilliant. And now it's your turn.' It was time for another first. By the time Tom got back to the flat that night it was getting quite late. Michele was just coming up from the bakery. She looked at her watch. ''Ello. Your working day is almost as long as mine,' she said. 'I guess so,' Tom replied. 'But it was good? Your first day?' Tom could not tell a lie. 'It was very good,' he said. 'Very, very good. I think I am going to like this advertising business.' 'That's good. Then I will bid you bonne nuit, mon ami. I need to be up again at four.' Perhaps understandably, Tom's first fellatio experience had been all over rather quickly. Laura had barely got her lips around the head of his stiff cock before it started to twitch. And, little more than two minutes later, he was filling Laura's mouth with hot cum. At least she swallowed every last drop. Had Tom been 40 or 50 or older, that might have been him done for the night. But he was only 19. And so, once he was between the sheets in his own bed, he again turned to Page 24 of Health & Efficiency. And this time he took the precaution of having a paper tissue handy. Tom didn't see much of Laura for the rest of the week. In fact, he didn't really spend that much time in the office. Once Warren realised that Tom knew a thing or two about printing, he started delegating some of the on-press checks to him - especially the ones whose timing interfered with Warren's lunchtime and late afternoon pub appointments. And then came Friday. Tom ...