The Seduction and Using of Dawn - Sex Stories

The Seduction and Using of Dawn

... beautifully to fit her curvaceous figure. It clung to her tiny waist and hugged her prominent breasts. She picked a bottle from the kitchen, collecting two champagne flutes from the cupboard, she then marshalled me into the lounge and we both sat on the spacious sofa. Opening the bottle with expertise, she poured the two glasses, handing one to me she clinked the other against it and said “Cheers!” Dawn kicked off her high heels and curled her legs up on the sofa. Holding her ankle with her left hand, I could see her stocking tops and the strap of her suspenders as she relaxed and bean to make small talk. I looked into her eyes as she returned my gaze and asked “Is Brian coming back after he drops the k**s off?” She looked at me with an inquisitive slant and replied. “He has no reason too. I imagine he’ll drop them off at 1:30 and head back home!” she retorted. I smiled at her answer and found myself acting very clumsily as opposed to my usual controlled self. I didn’t know how or when to approach Dawn or even if I should, so we just carried on talking until about 1:00 am, by which time we were very tipsy having emptied a further two bottles of bubbles. Dawn yawned as she stretched, pushing her huge breasts forward, framing the perfect hour glass silhouette as she thrust perfect breasts forward. As her arms went down by her side she stood up from the sofa and said the k**s would be home soon and she was popping off to bed. Passing me a duvet and a pillow, I placed the pillow ...

... at one end of the sofa and stretched the duvet over the length of the sofa. Dawn held me tightly and gave me a very warm hug and a soft delicate kiss on the cheek. I could feel her large breasts push into my chest as held me tightly. “Thanks for all your help!” she whispered and trotted off up the stairs to her bedroom. I turned the lights off downstairs and saw a chink of light coming from Dawns bedroom. I removed my Shirt and Jeans, kicking off my shoes and socks and slipped under the duvet wearing only my Calvin Klein briefs. As my head hit the pillow the light went out in Dawns bedroom and I drifted off into a drink induced sl**p. I was in the middle of a most erotic dream when I felt a hand begin to gently massage my very erect cock. My mind instantly thought that Dawn was stroking my manhood. I adjusted my eyesight to what little light was available, when a soft voice whispered in my ear. “Thanks for the bracelet. It’s beautiful!” I was stunned to find that Emily was swirling her tongue in my ear as she gently stroked my foreskin back and forth over my bl**d engorged glans. My mind was racing as she caught me off guard. I thought it was Dawn who was stroking my cock but here it was, the birthday girl, stroking my cock so expertly. This was not her first rodeo. I was too far gone to stop any of this, so I kissed her gently as her tongue slipped into my mouth like a snake in heat. She moaned softly as my tongue met hers in a passionate embrace. She straddled one leg over ...