1. Holiday Romance


    Date: 6/2/2017, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    hundred bets a minute was an understatement. My mouth went dry; the Gobi Desert had nothing on the dryness in my mouth even though I'd just taken a huge swallow of the beer. Paul kissed me, he leaned in and just gave me a quick peck on my lips and he leaned back and drained his beaker of beer. He opened a second can of beer and filled his own beaker, then he poured more into my cup, he stopped short of the top, "You need more lemonade?" I thought about it for a while, I'd gotten used to the taste so I shook my head, Paul took a mouthful of beer before he shuffled closer to me, then he lifted my chin and pressed his lips against mine but no quick peck this time, my eyes closed automatically. Paul slipped his hand to the back of my neck and pulled my face into his harder. We maintained the position for over ten minutes; the only movement was from Paul as he rotated his face slightly to grind his lips against mine like you see stars in films kissing. I didn't have much in the way of breasts yet but that didn't stop Paul's other hand from exploring that part of my body, rubbing all over the outside of my t-shirt before pulling my shirt out of my skirt and drubbing all over my bare chest before breaking off our kiss to say, "Take your t-shirt off!" "No, I can't!" Paul moved away from me, took his drink in his hand and took a huge gulp before burping, "Take it off or you can go and wait in the play area for your parents to stop having sex with mine!" I thought hard, 'He's already ...
    felt all over my chest so why not take my shirt off for him, better than waiting on the playground, on my own, for it to get dark." Paul's face changed into a broad smile as he watched my hands fiddling with the hem of my t-shirt while I made up my mind but Paul was in no doubt that I would take my top off for him, I guess that even though I was taking my time in doing it, I was in no doubt either. Paul pushed the issue slightly by starting to unbutton his shirt; he was wearing a short sleeved white nylon shirt with a button-down collar. My mouth went dry again as Paul slipped his shirt off, he was quite muscular for a f******n year old boy and he had three or four dark hairs on his chest. I thought back to an hour earlier when I first saw Paul's father as he was fucking my mother, he was extremely hairy, like a gorilla and had fantastic muscle definition as well. Paul threw his shirt to the end of the long sofa we were sitting on. I bit the bullet, turned my back to Paul and swiftly pulled my T-shirt off and cast it in the same direction as Paul's shirt. I held my right arm across my chest as I turned back to face Paul, not that there was any reason for my shyness as there were only small bumps in the flesh of my chest where my brests would begin to grow very soon. Paul smiled at my shyness and then slid up close to me again, as his lips pressed into mine his right hand started sliding all over my back and his left hand eased my right arm away from my chest so he could feel ...
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