1. The Stories of Laura, Part 3, Cumming at his hands again


    Date: 8/3/2017, Categories: Fiction, Male/Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Author: kennyjf, Rating: 81.3, Source: sexstories.com

    of me. I had my legs straight and closed and since he is about 8 inches taller than me it was a rather comfortable fit as he started massaging down from my neck to my shoulders. I had worn a loose dress with no collar and he took advantage of this to reach in to touch the bare skin, one shoulder at a time for a few minutes each. Much more of this and I could drift off to sleep. Timing was perfect for him as I was unaware when he stopped on my right shoulder and traced down my right arm to my hand and led it back to his muscular right thigh. It crept up his leg until I met his shorts then easily pulled back the material to feel a semi-erect cock certainly encased in a condom....and it felt like maybe it was lubricated (as they sell them or he had applied something to it). He whispered, "I just wanted you to be comfortable as I am keeping my word." And he led my hand back. Now he asked me to stand up for a moment. I did and I soon felt both his warm hand cupping my supple ass checks from behind. He rubbed them lightly then caressed my hips through my dress for a moment before he drew up the sides and let his hands touch my bare skin. It was electric. I was giving in and he was taking me and I liked it. I almost wanted to feel him at that exact moment spin me around and plunge into what must be a warm and wet pussy that I had freshly cleaned for this occasion. But he didn't do that. He did ask me to bend over and reach for the desk that was in front of me, just in front of the ...
    mirror. I did. I felt the dress continue up my back about half way exhibiting far too much of me that I wanted but knew he needed to see. He gently rubbed my lower back and from his position I'm sure he could see all the details of my pussy and ass without any hindrance. I wasn't sure what to expect next but I felt him pull me back a bit and realized his nose was right by the bud of my ass as he gently, with very faint strokes, licked my slit with his hot tongue. He did this for a minute or so and just as I was getting weak kneed I was further shocked. His tongue traced its way from my slit upwards...to my rosy bud. He toyed with it with his tongue...danced with it may be a better metaphor. My head was spinning. He asked if I could hold myself on the desk again. As I reach for the desk he pulled back and reached with one hand under my dress and played with each breast, one at a time. "I love the way they look from this view," he said. "I will think of this later while I pleasure myself." I was happy. For all the giving he does, it rarely seemed like he had any outward appearances of having his own fun and I rarely, up to this point, even considered it. He pulled back again and I felt a finger now tracing my pussy like his tongue had previously. He felt up further and felt the small patch of fur that I leave behind. He ran his fingers through it and told me someday he hopes to bury his face there and feel it on his nose as I ride his tongue to an orgasm. I was dripping wet now. ...