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Lara's Trickery
Date: 10/2/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: GirlyWorld, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories
tell you how much of a dirty old pervert I felt at that moment, holding that young girl close after discussing my ex-wife getting fucked by another man. I wanted revenge on my ex, and couldn’t help but think about the excitement of fucking a girl half her age. Of course, I wasn’t expecting it to actually happen. Lara held me tightly while pushing her petite body against mine, her breasts squashed up against my chest. We stayed like that for a minute or two, hanging on to each other while she sniffled. I could feel my shirt getting wet from her tears. I stroked her hair for a moment, trying to console her. I couldn’t understand what all the fuss was about, but I was used to Beth getting all emotional at times, so I figured it was a teenage girl thing. Just as I was about to tell her once again that everything would be okay, I felt her hand brushing up against my crotch. “Lara!” I exclaimed, “What are you doing?” She didn’t answer. Instead, she found the zipper on my pants and pulled it down, slipping her hand inside and fondling my cock through my underpants, while I continued to hold her close to me. Within seconds, she had managed to wiggle her hand into my underpants and started squeezing my throbbing shaft in her delicate little hand. “Lara!” I groaned, “This is wrong!” She looked up and me and smiled, showing her beautiful set of teeth. I kissed her passionately on the lips for a few seconds. The taste of her sweet young mouth was delicious. “It’s not wrong if we both ... want it,” she replied. There was no denying that logic. I slid both my hands under the back of her skirt and rubbed my hands over her perfectly rounded buttocks. Either she wasn’t wearing any panties or she was wearing a thong. I ran my right hand up and down her thighs and felt a thin strip of material. It was a thong. My mind wandered over to thinking of her walking around all day in that short skirt with only a small piece of cloth covering her privates. The soft touch of her taut young skin in my forty-year-old hands was crazy exciting. She had managed to pull my shaft out of my pants and was stroking it gently while we kissed again. For an eighteen-year-old, she seemed to know exactly how to treat a man. She was teasing my knob between her fingers and thumb, just enough to keep me rock hard but not enough to make me cum in her hand. I pushed my hands under her sweater and lifted it off over her head. She was wearing a demi-cup white lace bra which I quickly undid and discarded on the floor, exposing her lovely C-cup boobs with perky nipples. I played with them, squeezing them gently and feeling the weight of them in my hands. “Do you like them?” asked Lara. “I love them!” I responded enthusiastically. She unbuttoned my shirt while I licked her nipples in turn, flicking my tongue over them to make them hard. They responded to my touch, poking out like little sticks. I’d never seen such long nipples. I could have played with them for hours. Lara seemed to like the attention, ...