Truth is Better than Fiction- Part III - Sex Stories

Truth is Better than Fiction- Part III

... trouble.” “How long has it been since you were in a strip club?” Maddie inquired, taking up a position, sitting on my leg, facing me. “It’s been a while,” I replied. “You should come in one day and play,” Maddie remarked. “But I am not a club player,” I responded. Maddie leaned forward. We were practically face to face. “I would so make it worth your time,” Maddie whispered. She had the tease down good. “I need another drink,” I remarked. Maddie’s eyes were glassy and red. “I am getting so fucked up,” Maddie remarked. “That’s the point,” I replied. I slipped my hand under Maddie’s shirt and gently massaged her lower back. “That feels so good, “Maddie replied, arching her back as I applied pressure to it. “I can give you a full body massage,” I remarked. Maddie rolled her head from side to side. “I could use it,” Maddie replied. I took Maddie by her hand and led her into the house and straight to the master bedroom. “Get on the bed, on your stomach and get comfortable,” I instructed. Maddie crawled on to the bed and positioned herself on her stomach. I slipped off my shoes and socks and crawled on to the bed. I sat on the back of her legs, just below her bubbled butt. I had free unabated access to her ass. I placed both hands on it and pushed. Maddie let out an audible moan. I slipped my hands under her shirt and on to her back. “This has to go,” I remarked, pulling at her shirt. Maddie crossed her arms and pulled the shirt over her head. I unfastened her pink bra. “This ...

... too,” I remarked. She slipped the spaghetti straps off her shoulders and past her elbows. I tugged at her shorts. “These also,” I said. Maddie arched her butt, and unfastened her shorts. I pulled them past her butt and down her well tanned legs. I spread her legs just enough to slip a knee between them, as I pressed my hands on to her back. She moaned as I slowly worked my hands back and forth on her uncovered and bare back. “Hold on a sec,” I remarked. “I’ve got some baby oil in the bathroom that will make this easier.” I grabbed the oil. I slipped out of my jeans, leaving on my underwear. I was rock hard. I slipped myself back into position, a knee between Maddie’s parted legs and another to her side. I moved Maddie’s long hair over her shoulder. I rubbed the baby oil in-between my hands and then on to Maddie’s back. Se moaned softly as I worked my hands along her shoulders, the spinal cord, under her shoulder blade and then to the lower part of her back. I skipped past her butt and worked my hands along the backside of her legs, casually dipping my fingers to the inside of her inner thighs, being careful to not venture into any areas that might make her feel uncomfortable. I could tell she was getting turned on by the all-too-familiar musty smell. I put my knee up against her vagina as I returned to massing her back and shoulders. I pressed down on her lower back, pushing her against my knee, in a rocking motion. Maddie moaned her approval. I slipped my oily hands under the ...