Georgina in the library - Sex Stories

Georgina in the library

... against my ears. When her grip relaxed, I knew enough to break away from her sensitive zone, loving that the taste of her remained on my lips. “Oh God…” was all she said for a while, over and over, breathless, lolling back as though drained of all energy. Then, “That’s never happened before.” Moving up beside her, I couldn’t help the curiosity: “Really?” “I didn’t think boys like to… you know.” We edged closer to me, turning to face away from me so that I could spoon up against her. “Some do,” I said. “With the right person.” She let out a little satisfied sigh, almost a mew. “I’ve never felt anything like it. It was the most amazing feeling.” “It was pretty amazing for me, too,” I smiled, and glanced at my watch, hoisting my eyebrows a little at the apparent fact that I’d been between her thighs for about half an hour. “You like it?” “With you, I adore it.” Wedged up against her, I couldn’t help but sweep my hands over her, taking in her tight curves, her wonderfully smooth skin. I moved her hair out of the way and kissed the back of her neck, the warm smell of her hair and her perfume seeming so comforting to me. “Mmm… if you’re not careful, you’ll get me going again in a minute,” she said, my hands brushing over her tender breasts, down her stomach. “That’s fine by me,” I said softly, kissing her ear. She smiled, “But it’s my turn.” “Your turn?” “Don’t you know the rules? I show you mine, you have to show me yours.” “Ah. Well, if those are the rules…” “They are,” she ...

... insisted, and suddenly picked herself up. “I am going to get another drink, and then I’m going to take what’s mine. She did a little twirl and without putting on the rest of her clothes, she padded off towards the vending machine, performing a few little cartwheels along the way. I watched her as she was consumed by the shadows, and then emerged in the light of the stairwell and the vending machine itself. I still had her flavour on my lips, and I savoured it, my loins now stirring at the anticipation of her return. A loud clang from the vending machine, and she was on her way back, sipping as she went. &#034You want some?” she asked as she came to a halt in front of me. “Sure,” I said, pulling myself up to my feet. She gave me the bottle, and as I took a swig, she nearly choked me in surprise as her hands scoped out the hardness between my thighs. “Mmm…” she grinned. “What have we got here?” Dropping down to kneel in front of me, she quite suddenly slid my pants down over my hips, exposing me to the cold air. “You really mean business!” I laughed. Georgina seemed to catch her breath, then purred, “Oh, it’s beautiful. Can I touch it?” “Could I ever say ‘no’ to you?” “I hope not!” I felt her cool hands tentatively touch my stiff cock, taking in its shape, its hardness, stroking my shaft a little. Then she leaned forward to kiss it, and I felt her hot breath on my sensitive organ. She traced my shaft with her tongue, starting towards the base, then slowly moving towards the end, ...