1. Sweet Memories


    Date: 11/10/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Author: BJintheUK, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    that the girl didn't even have any knickers on, just the short flimsy nightie, and very pale, slightly goose bumped skin showing through beneath it. I also noticed her nipples were hardening under the sheer fabric of the nightie, and I wasn't sure if this was a come-on or a tease. Then I noticed another thing, she had matching collar and cuffs (as the saying goes!). She was a true natural blonde. Who knew? Well, I did now, and it was pretty obvious to anyone with eyes that I was partial to blondes. She’d known exactly what she was doing when she left her boyfriend upstairs, and presumably so had he. Especially if she’d stripped off her proper nightie and put on the one she was wearing now. To top it all off she’d then filled up a glass with what looked like water, but probably wasn't, then put on some strappy heels and come down the stairs to try and get into my room. ‘I wonder what else she wants to get into,’ I thought, as her eyes stayed firmly fixed on the hard ridge in my pants. “What’s in the cup?” I said, as a weak attempt to distract her. “Vodka.” she replied without looking up. “Neat?” I asked. “No, it’s about half and half, vodka and lemonade. Want some?” and with that she held up the glass toward my face. “Uh, no thanks, I've got to get this ironing done for the morning.” I said. The girl squared up to me, lifted her chin to face me, and with a very disarming smile said: “Look! You know why I'm here, and I can see you’re not gay, so why don’t you just sit down ...
    over here on the bed with me, and let’s relax for a bit?” With that she kicked off her heels, walked over to my rather narrow bed and sat herself down, then looking up at me she patted the bed next to her with her left hand and smiled. “Like I said, I don’t bite.” she said, and took a sip from the glass. I stood there feeling a bit sheepish, and fought a losing battle with my morals for all of two seconds, then I put down the iron, and trying to look braver than I felt, I walked awkwardly over to join her on the bed with my bulging pants leading the way. As I reached the bed she piped up: “But I do like to suck now and then.” Then she laughed, and handing the glass up to me, she grabbed my pants with both hands and slowly pulled them down to my ankles. “That’s better,” she said, “now we’re even. See? It wasn't so hard was it?” “Um, …it is now.” I said, and blushed bright red. Then I stepped out of my pants and kicked them away. “You’re not kidding.” she said, as she took a good look at what stood to attention in front of her. Then she took George in her hand and started to feel him gently all over. This is where the ‘3G’ bit comes in. I don’t know about you, but I've given my meat and two veg names. My penis is George, and my two balls are Gladys and Gloria, sometimes known as the twins, and the three of them together I think of as ‘3G’. So now you know where that came from, and this is where it’s going… “To what do I owe the pleasure?” I asked her through gritted teeth. She was ...
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