1. The Vacation


    Date: 5/30/2017, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, First Time, Incest, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: Still A Perv, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

    things with guys, and stories about what they were doing.” “I’ve seen those too. Compared to those women I must look like a little girl!” “If you ask me they couldn’t hold a candle to you. They look, well, artificial, and not just their breasts, but … I can’t really explain it. While they may be considered sexy, the fact that they will do practically anything with anyone for pay lowers my opinion of them from pretty to prostitute. In fact, when I am looking at the magazines I have come to automatically replace them with you especially while reading the stories. Oh shit! I shouldn’t have said that!” Turning her head with a smile on her face, “Don’t worry about it. I took it as it was intended -- a compliment. I know you masturbate while reading and looking at the pictures, even putting me in their place, but everyone does it, so why get upset over it? I have noticed that since you sat down you haven’t taken your eyes off of my breasts.” Of course as soon as she said that I looked away from them, but my eyes seemed to have a mind of their own and went right back. She saw this and laughed, “Typical guy! As often as you’ve seen tits, boobs, knockers, or whatever else they’re called, you just can’t get enough.” “Give me a break! Those are all ink on paper.” then pointing at hers, and almost touching the right one in the process, “These are flesh, part of your very sexy body, and they move when you do.” “You mean like this?”, while she took her breast back in her hand and firmly ...
    massaged it, then grasped the nipple and using it as a handle shook it, sending her breast wobbling on her chest. “Now you’re just teasing me!”, then, thinking about what I just said, “Not that I’m complaining. I love the view.” “I’m sorry. That wasn’t my intention, I was just playing around. Let me make it up to you -- would you like to feel them?” Astounded, and strangely angry at the same time, “Do you honestly think I would say no? Are you serious?” She hesitated for a couple seconds, got an earnest look on her face, and locked her eyes on mine, “Yes I am. I want you to feel my breasts.” Immediately upon hearing that I reached over and took one in my hand through her gown. She sighed a little, reached to my hand, and firmly pushed it against her breast, squashing it against her chest. “Like what you feel?’ as she rubbed my hand firmly over her nipple. “Oh my god! It feels better than I imagined by far!” “Want to see more?” “Sue, I will look at whatever you want to show me. Your, no … our choice.” She took my hand off her breast and began to pull the nightgown up past her rear, over her waist, and past her breasts. I was aghast at this, but was certainly not complaining. Finally before me was what I had been fantasizing about for years: a perfect view of her whole body, with surprisingly defined abdominal muscles tapering out to her ribcage with defined musculature as well, an artifact of her gymnastics and cheerleading, a pair of perfect C cup breasts Isaac Newton would ...
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