1. White Bikini, Tina, Water, Oh My!


    Date: 7/15/2017, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    kiss. Neither had I even though it was close to mind. But there was no shyness either. It was gently arousing to look at Tina with appreciative eyes. She had an innocent sexiness about her that was very attractive. Sipping an ice cold Fumé Blanc as the sun set behind us, I could see distant clouds on the horizon. Perhaps we were in for some tropical rain tomorrow. &#034Could I have a glass?&#034 Tina asked as she took a bite. &#034Good,&#034 she mumbled with her mouth full of swordfish. &#034Sure. I'll get you one.&#034 Chet placed the half-filled glass of wine in front of her, condensation collecting on the sides. It was interesting that he didn't say no. She was sure her mom would have. &#034So how come you let me have wine?&#034 she asked, taking a sip. Huh. Dry and not very sweet. Weird. &#034Why shouldn't you? It's entirely acceptable in Europe,&#034 I answered. Several bites later Tina took another sip of wine and spoke, breaking the companionable silence. &#034It's not too bad. So should I be ashamed? I looked at her inquiringly. She added, &#034For kissing you,&#034 with no apparent embarrassment. &#034God, it was an awful kiss, you should,&#034 I said with a grin. &#034You're a real twit,&#034 she replied with a sweet smile. ********** I had a vivid image in my mind as I masturbated in bed; Tina in a white bikini rising from the sea, small breasts and tiny hard nipples, starkly outlined pussy with a seductive dark cleft. I came hard imagining her pressing her ...
    small body to me, pulling my face down and kissing me chastely as I held her small buttocks in my hands, semen spurting as I stroked myself. Cleaned up, relaxed in an afterglow of a satisfying climax, I wondered what it might be like to hold her in my arms. And, with a smile on my face, I drifted into a deep sl**p. Tina lay on her front, hand at her crotch, panties hanging off one knee as she replayed the kiss. Chet's lips were so soft. She caressed her inflamed clit that peeked between her lips, dreaming of Chet holding her bottom in the water as she kissed him, his hands slipping up to her waist and burrowing under the waist band, slipping over her buttocks, his fingertips tracing her butt crack. Her finger rubbed urgently, hips hunching as her climax hit her, dreaming of Chet tracing her cleft lightly and touching her clit, Chet telling her how sexy she was, how much he wanted her, her breath puffing into her pillow until, slowly, her climax ebbed. Leaving her panties on one knee, she hugged the pillow imagining it was Chet and let sl**p creep over her. ********** &#034Hey Tina! sl**py head! It's almost eight!&#034 I yelled passing her room. In the kitchen, surprisingly light-hearted, I stuck my head into the fridge to see what might tempt me this morning. When inspiration didn't strike, I hunted through the cupboards. Spotting Canadian Maple Syrup, I decided French toast might be just the thing; a taste of home. Rain dulled the sea into a matte blue-gray and dripped off the ...
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