Guitar Lessons - Sex Stories

Guitar Lessons

... Holding my face in her hands again, she said, “It’s okay. We can go slow.” Seeing the panic in my eyes, she added, “Just how far have you gotten, you dear, sweet boy?” “Ummmm…….second base?” I said, my hands still on her chest. “It looks like you need some lessons. Let’s get started,” she said, unbuttoning her blouse and exposing her bra clad chest for my viewing pleasure. “Can you unclasp this with one hand?” Smiling back, I replied, “That, I can do!” We resumed kissing while I fumbled with the clasp, finally feeling it give way. My left hand pressed into the warm flesh of her back and began to slide around her side and up under the padded cup of her bra. Her skin was soft, almost hot to the touch and she murmured into my mouth as my fingers danced across her nipple. Needless to say, I was as hard as a rock as her hand cupped my manhood through my pants. She removed her blouse and bra, exposing her small but shapely freckled breasts, topped by lust swollen puffy nipples that silently screamed for attention. My eyes were riveted to them. I wanted desperately to shower them with kisses. Reading my mind, she whispered, “Go ahead! I know you want to! I want you to!” I leaned down, my lips brushing against her right nipple. I felt the pressure of her hand on the back of my head, letting her pull me in. My mouth opened, surrounding her areola and my tongue brushed against her nipple and I began to gently suck. My hand cupped the other, gently massaging, listening to her purr. ...

... Switching to the other breast, my free hand dropped to her lap. Her legs opened and I began to massage the crotch of her Capri’s. After a minute or so, she said, “You’ll have much better luck if you take them off.” I blushed. “Is it that obvious?” She smiled, answering, “I think its sweet….. and a little hot, too” She raised her hips off the couch to give me better access to her zipper. Shucking her pants she sat there in only her white, cotton panties. She looked so fucking hot! I didn’t know what to do next! Sensing my indecision, she put her hand on my head, pulling me into her cleavage. I breathed in the sweet, sexiness of her perfume. “Chanel No.5. You like?” As if she couldn’t tell! I nuzzled between the fleshy orbs, kissing the soft mounds, alternating sides, working my way uphill to her nipples, which I couldn’t get enough of. Sure, in my limited experience, I’d felt tits before, but never progressed to the kissing and sucking parts. This was new territory for me and I was determined to make the most of it. Toni was as determined to make the most of me as well, grabbing my hand and cupping it over her panty clad pussy. I’d read enough smut to know what to do, so I gently rubbed, feeling her swollen mons through the flimsy fabric. I could feel the panties dampen and hear Toni cooing. I had to be doing something right! I slid my hand inside the waistband of her undergarment, combing my fingers through her bush. “Oh, yes…don’t stop!” she sighed. My middle finger reached her ...