Brandy Puts Me in a Tight Spot (Chapter Four of My History with Brandy) - Sex Stories

Brandy Puts Me in a Tight Spot (Chapter Four of My History with Brandy)

... a moment too long, because Brandy cleared her throat, bringing me back to reality, and I began to massage the oil into her skin. I ran my hands over her hips and down the outside of her thighs, then up the inner thigh of first her left, then her right leg. Saving the best for last, I finally allowed the top of my left hand to contact her vulva. Instantly, she shifted her weight to move her knees and thighs farther apart. I continued to caress her thighs with my hands, and using the knuckles of my left thumb, I parted her outer lips and stimulated her by continuing to slide my hand back and forth across her thigh. Brandy responded by beginning to undulate her hips, trying to increase the pressure and stimulation she was feeling in her clitoris. I watched with fascination as her muscles rippled beneath her silky skin, and her anus alternately clinched and relaxed as her arousal continued to build. The silky-smooth feeling of her, coupled with the erotic vision of her moving her body had me turned on beyond belief. I took my right hand off her outer thigh and began to squeeze and stroke my penis while continuing to pleasure Brandy. Turning my hand slightly, I extended my thumb and slid it smoothly into her vagina. She responded by shuddering, and began to increase the tempo of her rocking against my hand. Soft moans were replaced by staccato grunts as she moved closer and closer to orgasm. From this position, I was able to press my thumb forward into the spongy flesh of her ...

... G-spot, while simultaneously allowing her to grind her clitoris against the pad at the base of my index finger. Suddenly Brandy stiffened and began to cry out as the first wave of her orgasm overtook her body! The stillness of her was only momentary however, as she inhaled with a massive rush of air and began to wildly buck against the hand pleasuring her. I watched as the muscles in her neck, back, arms, buttocks, thighs, and calves pulled tight under her oil-slick skin, and her anus began to pulse rhythmically, and felt the walls of her vagina contracting tightly against my thumb. She took in another massive breath of air, and then again cried out, as her hips bucked uncontrollably and a flood of wetness gushed from her and coated my hand. It was absolutely fascinating watching her unbridled orgasm like this! She was unabashedly giving herself over to experience every facet of the pleasure she was receiving, and I counted myself fortunate to bear witness. As she came down off the peak of the wave, she collapsed over on her side and lay curled on the soft pool deck at the foot of my chair. Her body glistened in the dying sunlight in a mixture of slick oil and beads of perspiration. Her breasts lay together under her arm which was extended before her, and her breathing began to slow, and her nipples to relax and expand before my eyes. Finally she lifted her head and smiled up at me. "My god, Stephen, you will be the death of me! I've never cum like that in my life!" "I loved ...