1. Déjà Vu - Part Two


    Date: 10/11/2017, Categories: First Time, Author: Boss01, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    look sexy?” I eyed-over the nearly-nude reflection of the woman standing in front of me. Without shoes she stood about 5 foot 7 inches. She was trim, obviously from some sort of exercise regimen; but not skinny. Her complexion was delicate but not the pasty-white most IT people have, and there were no discernible tan lines. She had the most gorgeous neck and shoulders; the latter dusted with freckles. Her hips had just the right amount of swelling that announced that puberty was over. And, of course, those marvelous breasts, which stood so firm without support that one would probably guess them to be implants; but they’d be wrong. And her ass was as firm and perfectly shaped as her breasts. She was beautiful. “I think you are one of the sexiest women that I’ve ever seen,” I responded, as I reached around to her front and resumed the caressing that she had stopped; gently massaging the fleshy mounds and tweaking the hard pink nipples atop two puffy areola. She covered my hands with hers, as if afraid that I might stop; then leaned back against me and moaned; watching me, us, in the mirror. I ran my right hand down her stomach, stopping at the top of her modest undies. “I hope you’re not disappointed,” she said. “Disappointed at what?” “My panties aren’t very fancy,” she stated, “and I’ve probably got more hair ‘down there’ than you were expecting. If I had known that we were…that I was going to…well, anyway, this isn’t the way I thought I would be doing tonight when I got ...
    dressed this morning.” “What were you planning to do after work?” “You know, what all single nerds do on a Friday night: order a pizza, go on-line and game until midnight, watch some porn, get off, fall asleep on the couch. Losing my virginity wasn’t on the agenda.” I hugged her to me. “Well I am not disappointed at all. I like honest things, and I think that your underwear is just right.” I ran my hand lightly across her pubic area, feeling the soft tuft of hair inside the fabric. “And I don’t like shaved, or Brazilian for that matter; I like a woman who has some fluff on her muff, as they say.” I continued to rub her through her panties, moving slowly down to where the wet spot was from our encounter in the front seat of her car. I could feel her lips part as she became even more aroused, eventually revealing her clit. I pressed against it through the soaked material, eliciting a groan and a shudder. Chari turned to me. I turned her back around so that I was behind her and we were both facing the mirror again. “I want you to watch,” I whispered in her ear. Reaching back around again, I pulled her back against me and put my right hand down inside the front of her undergarment, while I cupped her breast with my left. She spread her legs, and I ran my middle finger through her slit, parting her labia and then her inner lips in search of her opening. Chari began grinding her hips, pushing her ass back against my cock that was resting in the cleft between her cheeks. I found her ...
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