Road To The Sex Offender Registry: Part 1 - Sex Stories

Road To The Sex Offender Registry: Part 1

... something, before finally getting out “you really like it?” I met her eyes and nodded, shooting her a grin that really turned her cheeks red. She seemed to only just then realize she still had a full shot in her hand and downed it. Her face still screwed up after tasting it but she didn’t even bother to chase it. “So… what exactly is it you like about it?” she said, inviting me to elaborate. It was the opening I was hoping for. “Well, for to start” I said, getting up and moving closer to her “I like the way the dress comes down only to here” I said, brushing my fingers against her outer leg with a gentle pinch “since it shows off your great legs.” I could feel her tense up just a bit as she felt my fingers on her, but I continued, trying to keep my composure as she watched me and bit her lip nervously “I also like the way the material is missing here” I let my hand brush against the section that showed off the sides of her tight little tummy and let my fingers linger on her. I then reached with my other hand to the opposite side, so that I was now holding her just above her hips “It shows off just how nice and tone your body is” That was the last words I needed to say. She looked up into my eyes and I knew that there was no going back. I leaned down and kissed her. She couldn’t have been any more ready for it. Her warm mouth immediately opened for mine and she hungrily received my tongue. Her arms reached behind my back to grip me. Even with her heels on she was only 5’2 at ...

... best, so without taking my tongue out of her warm mouth, I wrapped my hands firmly around her tight little ass and lifted her. She gasped into my mouth which instantly made me rock hard as I brought her over to the couch and sat down, gently setting her into my lap. The gentle sounds of our frantic kissing was interrupted, only for a moment, when I had noticed that her dress was riding up her thighs as she straddled my lap, exposing the teeny pink and white stripped panties that were hugging her firm little ass and mound. Just seeing that made me let out a groan. My hands firmly held onto her hips, trying desperately to keep her body pressed against my aching boner that was now pressing into my jeans. Her tiny body slowly gyrated on mine as we made out. Her hands ran through my hair, her fingers slid behind my ears and down my neck as she grinded herself into me. To this very day what I remember most vividly is the faint taste of peach from her lip-gloss and the smell of vanilla from her hair. Her tight pony tail thankfully kept it neatly out of the way as I moved my way down her jaw and gently nipped at her neck. The little gasps that she let out when I would hit a spot that she liked was one of the greatest sounds I can ever remember hearing. I could feel her little hip bones budging into my hand as she would grind her hips forward into me. I could feel every bit of her weight through my jeans sliding my cock, sending me into complete ecstasy. I returned the favor by letting ...