1. Neighborhood Mom, Part III


    Date: 3/15/2016, Categories: True Story, Author: luvsumcameltoe, Rating: 93.8, Source: sexstories.com

    "I'm glad you like them". I guess that's it for now. I flashed a nervous smile and turned back to the computer. After a few more minutes fiddling around and trying to pretend I had composure (while in fact I was totally aroused but lost), C piped up again. "Did you want to touch them?". "Yes" I answered without looking at her. "Then why didn't you?" My mind reeled. Why didn't I? I don't know, why? Because you can't just grab a woman's breasts, right?!?! You have to be invited to, right? I mean that's just disrespectful to grab a woman's breasts just because you want to. I stammered something, it probably made no sense. Still staring at the monitor. C called my name softly. I looked at her. Her eyes were warm and gentle. Reassuring. "It's Ok to just do what you want. Take what you want. If you want to touch them, you should just do that. If you want to see any part of me, or touch any part of me, it's OK to just do it." Wow. I had to process that for a minute too. Complete liberty and freedom with a woman's body? I didn't even know what that was. I had felt a girl up before, but we were making out heavily for a long time before...it had been a "gradual" process of discovering boundaries. "Are you going to touch my tits?" she followed. "Yes!" I said resolutely and turned back toward her. She leaned back in her chair and pulled her top open again. I leaned forward and reached out a hand and began to explore them - awkwardly. I didn't know what I was doing, but they felt good. I ...
    caressed them gently and began to play with one of her excited nipples. It must have been clear I had no idea what I was doing. After a couple of minutes she put her hand over mine and together we cupped a breast. She pushed my hand firmly into it, pushing it high and squeezing it slightly. With her other hand she began to tease her other nipple, pinching it lightly, pulling it a little and then letting go. I tried the same. She arched her back a little, pushing her tits up toward me, and let her hands fall to her sides. I wanted to kiss, lick and taste them. I would do that. I stood and leaned over her chair, placing my mouth over one nipple and feeling it aroused on my tongue. I teased and sucked it gently, and then the other one. For probably (literally) 5 minutes I used my hands and my mouth on her breasts and nipples. She breathed deeply and her body shifted and writhed under me. It was amazing. And I was hopelessly lost in horny land. After about 5 minutes she stopped me. "Easy, they're getting sensitive." I stopped. What now? I don't know. What would she do now? All I knew was I didn't want to stop. I sat back in my chair, staring at her, aroused and desiring. Her face was so sexy now...radiant and sultry. What to do now? I wanted to put my hands all over her. I wanted to touch her pussy, put my mouth on it. But how to start? Could I just lift her skirt and do it? Surely it doesn't just work like that! For a few moments we looked at each other, her breath heaving her ...
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