The Party Gift - Sex Stories

The Party Gift

... the most intimate and sensual embrace I’ve ever experienced. “I had a wonderful time with you too,” Deanna whispered. We held each other for what seemed like hours with neither one of us wanting to let go. At last we began to pull apart but neither of us let completely go of the other. Looking into each other’s eyes with our faces not more than six inches apart, Deanna smiled sweetly as she gently lifted her left hand to my face and softly caressed my right cheek with the tips of her fingers. Shockwaves coursed through every fiber of my being. “So beautiful,” Deanna whispered. “So are you,” I whispered back. I could resist her no longer. Instantly I crushed my mouth to Deanna’s and kissed her with a salacious and primal hunger. Deanna kissed me back with equal fervor as she buried her fingers in my hair and was pulling me deeper into our kiss. It wasn’t long before I felt Deanna gently cup one of my breasts and mold the supple flesh sensually with those long, sexy fingers through my pink scrub top and sports bra underneath. Slightly pinching my now throbbing nipple through all the fabric, I exhaled a gentle moan into her mouth. Pushing herself onto me over the center console, Deanna slid her arm over my body and reclined my seat to allow herself better and more comfortable access to me. Repositioning herself atop me, I slid my hand up behind her neck, pulling her still deeper into our kiss which had not broken once. Deanna’s far more experienced tongue overpowered mine and ...

... was soon exploring the deepest recesses of my mouth. My hands were roaming erratically over Deanna's lean, curvaceous body. Suddenly, I felt Deanna’s hand sliding slowly down my tummy to the waist band of my pants. My heart froze and I felt my sex begin to ache as it was drooling with my nectar. Still locked in a wondrous kiss, Deanna's hand slid into my scrub pants; her fingernails soon grazing softly over my underwear. My legs almost automatically spread to allow her as much access as she wanted. Deanna rolled her hand slightly and teased the soft and now saturated cotton fabric of my panties with her fingertips directly over my slit and I chirped with delight down her throat. Slowly, and oh so sensually, Deanna rubbed my moist and puffy folds through my panties as I squirmed like a wiggle worm as the illicit pleasure coursed through my body. Deanna suddenly coaxed a finger into my panties and began to tease my now slick and pulsing slit, flesh to flesh. With that, I roughly seized a handful of her silky brown hair and pulled her deeper into our kiss, moaning almost continuously down her throat now. I couldn't believe that this was really happening. Finally, Deanna pulled out of our kiss, yet kept her fingers gently rubbing on my soaking wet kitty as she looked deeply into my eyes. I slid my hand up her arm and softly caressed her cheek as we gazed wantonly at each other. "Wow," I whispered breathlessly. "Are you okay," Deanna whispered. “I don’t think I’m ever going to be ...