1. Eros University Chapter 2: The Blonde Seductress


    Date: 6/5/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Author: blogger007, Rating: 93.1, Source: sexstories.com

    finger-sucking could be so hot?" "Not me," I replied, staring up at the beautiful woman. Ms. Maynard moved up to straddle my chest and began unbuttoning my black jacket. Pulling aside its flaps, she rubbed her palms all over my white shirt. Her legs were spread on either side of my body and, lifting my head up, I could see that the babe's skirt had ridden so high up her legs as to fully display her black satin panties. Ms. Maynard's naked thighs were smooth and full; not wanting to feel left out of the action, I ran my hands up and down their graceful curves, feeling the taut, silky flesh slide across my fingertips. That's when Ms. Maynard began dragging her crotch back and forth across my chest. "Mmmmmmhhhh, this feels good!" she said in her low, seductive voice, gripping the armrest of the couch as she bent over me, her breasts hanging above my riveted eyes. Ms. Maynard's hips were going wild, rocking back and forth, and I could feel her sleek black panties sliding without the least friction over my chest. "Mmmhh! Mmmmhh! Mmhhhhh!" she kept moaning, furiously moving her crotch across my chest, her large tits shimmying in her tight black suit. Soon I noticed Ms. Maynard's panties were getting soaked through: her juices leaked through the flimsy material to pool in a large gray spot on my white shirt. "Oh fuck!" I groaned at the realization, gripping her firm, bare thighs. Soon my hands moved behind her and squeezed her ass. "Enyo!" she mocked. "You naughty little virgin!" ...
    Ms. Maynard brought her face down to mine. I peered up into her eyes, our noses almost touching. The thrill was too much for me; my breaths were coming out ragged. "Your breathing is so loud," she said with a smile. "Are you scared my little virgin?" I didn't have the power of words so I just nodded; as I did so, our noses rubbed together. Ms. Maynard chuckled and said, "How cute!" She licked her lips, brought her face down next to mine, and then began rubbing her warm, soft cheek against my own. "Mmmhhh, your cheek is so soft, Enyo," she said, kissing the crook of my neck. Soon Ms. Maynard's mouth was hovering over mine; I could feel her lower lip against my own as her hot breath tickled my chin. Seconds passed by and we still didn't kiss. I knew she was playing with me. Suddenly her pink tongue darted out and into my willing mouth. My lips closed on her juicy mouthpiece and I sucked on it with passion, bobbing my head up and down on the couch. That tonguing turned into a deep kiss as Ms. Maynard held my face in both her hands and devoured my lips, our wet, hot mouths smashing together over and over. She was an expert kisser while I kissed back somewhat sloppily because of my nervousness. Is this really happening? I asked myself in a state of half-delirium. As our pink tongues mashed together, they would curve backwards from the contact and our saliva would mingle. Then Ms. Maynard's licked the underside of my tongue one final time before she slowly drew her face back from ...
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