A new spark - Sex Stories

A new spark

... towards her breasts. The combination of me cupping her and sucking on her neck is her first break and she lets out an audible moan, after which she stumbles a little forward. I catch her and pull her close again. Stopping the kisses and moving my hands to her back I pull the zipper of the dress down. When it can’t go any further, I slide the two sides off her shoulders and then down. The dress sticks around her waist. Turning Sandra again, I kneel in front of her to help the dress slide over her hips. It falls to the floor and I now have free reign to kiss her stomach. While my lips enjoy the soft skin, her hands caresses my head and neck. I look up and see her breast clad in a sexy bra which while looking down, match her panties. I tilt my head up and I can just about kiss the underside of her breasts. Sandra motions me to stand, I do and our lips meet again. My belt is opened followed by my jeans. Finally no longer held back by the restricting fabric I feel an urgent sense of release. I kick off my shoes and Sandra moves my pants down my legs until they fall to the floor. Stepping out of them requires two steps back. I remove my socks and am left standing in only my underwear. I gaze at the beauty standing before me. Her soft features, the horney look in her eyes, perfect bust, hips and legs. While I’m ogling her, she’s removing her shoes. When done, we can both look upon one another from a slight distance. The look in her eyes does not diminish, from which I extrapolate ...

... her firm intention to continue. She offers me her hand and I take it. A slight surprise, that I am not led to the bed but bathroom and into the shower. She turns on the water and then backs into me. I know what she wants. I unclasp her bra and she lets it fall to the floor. Then her panties are mine. As they fall south I get an unobstructed view of her ass. It’s like the rest of her, wonderful. I stand, from behind embrace a now fully naked Sandra. My hands go where they want to and to my excitement when they take a hold of their target it is met with an encouraging moan. I slowly massage her breasts, clamping her nipples in-between my fingers. While kissing her neck I feel her hands move behind her and grab onto my last remaining piece of clothing. She starts pulling but can’t get an angle on them. In frustration she moans, “take them off.” She steps forward, away from my embrace and into the shower cabin where she is engulfed by steam. It is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen. She turns and motions to follow her. Not that I needed the invitation but swiftly kicking off my last remaining garb I hurry in to meet her. I close the cabin behind me and join her under the warm stream of water. Our embrace is made difficult by my friend who is standing at full attention. With a gleeful look in her eyes, she takes him in her hand and says, “it’s nice to meet you too.” We spend what seems like forever exploring each other’s bodies. I touch every inch of my new lover and she does ...