1. The Island, Chapter 1


    Date: 10/12/2017, Categories: Fiction, First Time, Male / Older Female, Masturbation, Voyeurism, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

    I gulped as I saw a tiny piece of black lace vainly trying to cover up that sweet blonde twat. My heart was pounding and I was feeling dizzy as I built up my nerve. I started slow and trailed my fingers across her arm, thinking that if she woke up, I would say I had a headache and needed some aspirin. When she didn’t stir, I got bolder and ran my fingers over her breast. The nipple hardened under my touch, and I began to breathe heavily. I slowly unbuttoned her top, until her naked B-cup tits were fully exposed. Her breasts were small and high, with large, tan nipples jutting out of big silver-dollar areolas. This was the first time I had ever gotten a good look at a pair of boobs, and I was mesmerized. I sat down on the bed and began stroking her tits, at first softly, then increasingly aggressively. She was totally out and didn’t stir at all. Having one particular sex scene from the movie firmly in my head, I bent down and licked her left nipple. It was warm and a little salty with sweat. I had no experience with girls at this point, but instinct took over, and I was soon sucking away at her teat like a champion. It had my boner raging, but seemed to calm my breathing down, at least. After a while I switched to the right side and gave it a workout as well. My shorts were now wet with the precum leaking out of my rigid cock, and after I had satisfied my lust for her tits I stood up and yanked them off, freeing the most painful hard-on of my young life. I stood there ...
    stroking my dick, appreciating her now glistening, puckered mounds, before my gaze wandered down to that hypnotic display of panty crotch. I could probably have set off a bomb and not woken her, but I kept glancing at her face, convinced she was about to wake up and denounce me as a perverted little bastard. She just snored on, however, and I got a little bolder. I felt an unstoppable compulsion, and like Moses and the Red Sea, I parted her thighs and headed for the promised land. I crawled up onto the bed between her legs, my sensitive dick head painfully dragging across the bedspread, and gently pressed my face against the gusset of her panties. I could feel the springy hairs under the thin fabric, and I inhaled deeply. Her fragrance was strong, a heady mix of female sweat, pheromones, and a salty, tangy odor that I had never experienced before. I was intoxicated. Running my lips over her fabric-covered mound, I felt her warm flesh just millimeters away from me, heat radiating off her like an oven. Her scent was making my brain buzz and my heart pound. I needed more! With one hand on my cock, I brought the other up and, with trembling fingers, carefully pulled the lacy fabric to the side and revealed her cunt. A dense, untrimmed thicket of golden curls framed a pair of pouting, pink lips. They gaped slightly, and I saw a ridged pink tunnel, glistening with her juices, tucked up inside. I wanted to plunge my cock in her to the hilt, but I was convinced that would certainly wake her ...
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