Good Girls: New year, new problems (Final) - Sex Stories

Good Girls: New year, new problems (Final)

... did the same; the kiss became faster, her grip on his hair and her movements against him more and more heated. His hand touched skin and he began to rub her back lightly, until she shuddered and they pulled apart. “Sorry just… your hands are cold.” “Sorry I’ll…” She grinned at him and shook her head a bit before sitting up and grabbing the hem of her sweater to pull it off. Kyle was stunned at the dress beneath: a yellow skirt connected to a black, backless top just above her hips. On top of that she had grown herself over the past summer; her breasts pushed at the fabric of the top invitingly. She glanced back at him, caught him staring and blushed again. “What…?” “You’re breathtaking.” She blushed deeply and sighed a bit. He sat up and grinned, wrapping an arm around her waist as they on the bed. She leaned back against him and he wrapped his other arm around her waist, letting her lean back against him as she pleased. She sighed again, this time longer than before. “Thank you… for the compliment. And the kisses… and for…” Kyle reached around and gently grabbed her chin in two fingers, bringing her around to face him. She stopped talking and just looked at him. He leaned in and pecked her on the cheek; she tried to lean forward to return his kiss, surprised at where he’d placed it. “What was that for?” “Because I have all the same things to thank you for.” She grinned. This time when he leaned in, he leaned in and kissed her on the lips, pulling her back against him as ...

... they slowly worked themselves up on one another. Her hands found his and intertwined her fingers in his, at least for the beginning. As they pressed, she moved a hand upward, slowly inching him toward her chest. His other hands wrapped around her a bit tighter as she guided him, pulling her against him even tighter. She lost herself in the kiss then, moving her other hand to the back of his head and letting her nails dig lightly into his skin. Their hand finally reached her top and she slid his palm over one of her breasts, moving her own hand as if she were alone. She gasped as he took the hint and squeezed it in his hand, gently massaging her breast until she was moaning into his kiss. His hand slid up even further, letting her free hand slip down into their lap and onto his thigh, gripping his skin through his jeans as she felt his hand slip into her cleavage and just barely drag his fingers up the side of her rise, tracing her outline. She moaned louder and slid her hand up his thigh, feeling the fabric tighten and slacken a little bit every few seconds. Kyle’s hand slipped back down and found her full breast again, grabbing her and gently massaging her soft skin as the kiss got even faster, becoming almost desperate in their heat. She gasped as he pulled away and pushed her back onto the bed, further up onto the bed, and sliding up next to her. She smiled as he drew close and kissed her again, this time slipping one his own hands into her hair and pulling her mouth to his ...