While Sylvester was telling them a story about a different conference, she felt his hand grazing her back. She shivered as he moved it lightly down across her hip, keeping his movements subtle so Lauren couldn't see his arm behind her. His fingers traced the curve of her bottom, and then back up her spine. He kept telling his story, charming Lauren with his quips and ease, while Karen felt a moist spot form between her legs. It was all she could do. She wish she could push him against the bar and grind her body against his. It was a torture not to be able to fuck him at that instant.Sylvester looked in her direction and smiled. "Would you ladies excuse me for just a second? I have to make a quick phone call, but I will be back in a minute." "No problem, Sylvester," Karen replied as casually as she could. "We're not going anywhere."Karen caught Lauren, watching Sylvester in silence as he walked away. She knew she was checking him out, that she was interested. Now she just had to pla
But she knew he wouldn't. He would tease her with watching, with his slow and patient seduction. He would make her agonize.Lauren was licking and sucking his finger more passionately now. She knew she wanted more. She was grinding her pussy against Sylvester's waist as he pulled her closer. Karen ran her fingers through Lauren's hair, pulling her hair slightly so she would arch her back for her. Karen could see the outline of her hard nipples poking through her blouse, and she was dying to touch her. Slowly, she crept behind her on the bed, straddling her as she sat down, sliding her legs around the outside of hers. Her back was pressed against her full breasts, and her mouth was hot against her ear. karen leaned back against her as she whispered, "you look so sexy right now, Lauren..." then reached around her sides and started to slowly unbutton her blouse.Sylvester's fingers was matching her button for button. She undid the clasp of her pretty white bra and they slid the blouse a
Sylvester finally emerged from under her skirt, crawling on the bed, his dick bulging against the cotton of his boxerbriefs. She pulled them down and took out his dick, so stiff and firm, the dick she had been imagining for months. She stroked it slowly, imagining it sliding in and out of her pussy, opening her, splitting her in half. she rubbed her fingers against the tip, the ones that she had been fucking Lauren with. Her juices were still thick on them and she spread them all over the head of his dick, making it shiny and wet. She looked over at Lauren and smiled. "Want to taste your pussy, Lauren? It's very sweet..." She licked her fingers and watched her crawl on the bed to where Sylvester sat. She slid down to the floor and got on her knees, pulling him to the edge of the bed. Slowly, she wrapped her fingers around the base and moved her pretty pink mouth to the tip, sensuously licking her juices from his dick.Karen watched Sylvester's face as Lauren took his dick into her war
Stacey slammed the door behind her as she walked into their house, getting home from work. Her boyfriend, Chris, had called her while she was driving to tell her that he wasn't coming over tonight. She was incredibly angry at him -- her parents hardly ever left her home alone, and she had been looking forward to having him over for most of the weekend. She had planned everything out, and had spent most of the day thinking about taking him into the hot tub, where they would fool around, ending the night with a long session of rounds of sex in her room. She had been wet most of the day just thinking about it. But apparently, Chris thought it was more important to go on a road trip with the semi-pro hockey team than to take advantage of a weekend with her parents gone.Stacey and Chris had been dating since thier junior year of high school, and he was the only guy she had ever slept with. Lately, she had begun to think that whatever had attracted her to him in the first place was compl
They were so wet that she could feel the juices soaking through onto her finger, and she let herself touch her clit through the wet fabric for a few moments before she took her hand out of her skirt.she couldn't do this in the kitchen, she thought, and she quickly made her way to her room, which was downstairs. she left the lights in the den off, the light coming through the windows enough to see, and left the door to her room open so it was lit dimly. she started to unbutton her shirt, wanting to get her bra off so she could rub her breasts properly. she glanced in the mirror as she did so, and laughed at herself, shaking her head. she usually didn't have to masturbate -- whenever she wanted anything, Chris was more than willing to give her what she needed. If he wasn't watching hockey, of course. And when she did touch herself, it was usually at night, in bed, before she fell asleep. she don't think she had ever done this before -- purposely gone downstairs and stripped to masturba
The sound terrified her, and she pulled both her hands away from her, though it was absolute torture to do so when she was so close. "Turac?" she called. she knew it wasn't the cat. The floor only creaked when something about as heavy as a person stood on it -- it was how she knew when her dad was trying to listen in on her phone conversations. She rolled off her bed quickly and grabbed a pair of scissors off her desk, holding them out in front of her as she walked to her bedroom door. She flicked on the light as she stepped out."Mr. Orton!" she shrieked. He was standing right beside her door, a shocked expression on his face, a white envelope in his hand. "Jesus, what are you doing here?!"She felt her face flush, and she was pretty sure the rest of her body did, too. That was when she remembered the rest of her body was naked, and she shrieked again, using her hands in a lame attempt to cover herself. she was still holding the scissors, and she dropped them onto the floor."I forgo
"Please, Stacey. We have to stop this right here and forget that any of this happened. This is not proper at all. We don't are not even supposed to be talking this.""Stop stalling, Mr. Orton," Stacey said, and with another step she was standing directly in front of him as he leaned against the couch, unable to take his eyes off her naked body. "What do you think about doing to me?" He shook his head."Nothing? Okay, I will tell you." Stacey said. "When you were watching me just now, I was thinking about you licking and sucking my pussy before you started fucking me, wondering if a little girl like me could take your dick which I'm sure is bigger than my boyfriend. Did you like watching me touch myself, Mr. Orton?" He swallowed hard, his eyes raking over her body before he nodded slowly. she giggled and grinned. "Do you want me to do it again?"He looked up at her, reaching out and taking her hand. "Stacey, I would like nothing better. But you don't understand... this is too wrong. Yo
It was better than she had even imagined. He licked at her pussy, sucking on her clit lightly. she couldn't believe that her fantasy from just moments before was happening. She reached down, running her fingers through his salt-and-pepper hair, holding his head close to her as he lapped at her. The feeling was unbelievable, and she tilted her head back as she enjoyed the sensations his tongue was causing to run through her. He teased her lazily, the movements of his mouth was pleasurable but not enough to push her over the edge yet. His tongue pushed at her hole, and she got the feeling that he was enjoying just licking at her.After a few mohnts of his relaxed movements, he began to move his tongue a bit faster, dipping it into her hole again as he reached up to rub her clit. she was amazed at how just a slight shift in movment could suddenly cause such different sensations to flow through her body. He flicked his tongue against her clit, moving his finger to slowly penetrate her hol