Susanna Francessca, guys, I had her! - Sex Stories

Susanna Francessca, guys, I had her!

... production supervisor said ‘Maybe. I mean she is a glamour model and I’ve seen her in men’s magazines with her legs spread wide. Anyway, let’s book her again, definitely’. The group broke up then and started to clear up the set. I went to the dressing room. Susanna was there, fully clothed now. I said ‘Susanna, we want to book you again for future shows. What about I take you out to dinner this weekend and we can talk about what you’d like to do?’ Susanna agreed and the next Saturday night I collected her and we went for a meal together. I won’t bore you with what we talked about, but Susanna was wearing a sheer white blouse without a bra, that was transparent enough for me to just see her nipples though it, and a black pleated skirt, fairly short, with black nylon on her legs. Whether that was stockings or tights (guys, pantyhose are called tights in the UK), I hoped to find out later. After the meal, when Susanna had more than a couple of glasses of wine, I drove her home. We were getting closer to her place when she suddenly said ‘Turn left here’. I did, thinking maybe it was a shorter way to her place. Then she said ‘Now take that track on the right’. I turned and drove down a track into what was a wooded area. Susanna said ‘You can stop here so we can talk properly. We were being overheard in the restaurant’. It was night, but there was a full moon shining right in through the front windscreen of the car. We talked for a few moments about how well Susanna had done at ...

... the recording and I said ‘You like showing your body off, don’t you’. She said ‘Yeah, I do. It was lovely that, well were there about 200 men in the audience maybe, and I was almost naked for them’. I said ‘Well yes, and the about a million viewers who’ll see you when the show is broadcast next week’. Susanna gasped and said ‘A million men will see me topless! Oh that’s so sexy. That’s a real turn-on’. Then she turned in her seat to face me, with her back to the door. As she did her legs came apart a bit, but I couldn’t see up her skirt enough to know if she was wearing stockings. She said ‘Would you like to see me topless again?’ I nodded and said ‘Hell, yes’. I thought she might just undo a few buttons on her blouse and give me a quick flas of her tits, but she undid it all the way, then undid the buttons at her wrists, slipped the blouse off completely and put it on the back seat. I stared at her breasts in the moonlight, then moved towards her. She moved towards me and I kissed her. She responded wonderfully. Then, I couldn’t help myself and moved my hand off her shoulder and moved it onto one of her breasts. As she kissed me back, hard, she moaned softly. I squeezed her nipple gently and a little shudder of pleasure went though her body. Then she pushed me away a bit, gently and said ‘That was nice, but my other boob feels neglected’. Wow, what a great thing to say. I reached out with both hands this time and felt, fondled and squeezed both of her bare breasts. You know ...