1. Sex on a Rooftop [MF]


    Date: 7/24/2016, Categories: True Story, Male / Females, Young, Author: xxwriterxx, Rating: 72.3, Source: sexstories.com

    pictures and movies of the sex on the roof: http://adf.ly/ufNCg I am waiting for Stephen. I look down at my phone, 7:58, he still has two minutes. I don’t understand why I even care, why I would at all be worried about being stood up. Our first date wasn’t good, why do I want a second one. I’d probably be happier in this bar by myself, then at least I wouldn’t have to share my onion rings. But for some reason I want him to show up. I want to have sex with him. He seemed sort of sad last time, somehow unsure. I want to make the moves. I want to push him into a dark corner and make his dreams come true. I take another sip of my beer, and I see him walk in the door. I undo another button on my dress. I didn’t wear a bra this time. I want to be one hundred percent sure of what’s on his mind. The moment he sits down I can see that he noticed. But he is polite, he doesn’t stare. Small talk. Small talk. More small talk. “Let’s play a game” I interrupt. He has stopped looking at my boobs and I am growing impatient. “It’s called questions. The only rules are; you take turns and you HAVE to answer. I will start with an easy one…What’s your favourite colour?” “Blue”, he replies. “What’s yours?” “Yellow. Have you ever gone roof climbing?” “No”. He laughs as if that is a ridiculous notion. “Let’s go tonight then” I say raising my eyebrows, “I know of a roof or two.” He is intrigued. I can tell that this is not something he would usually agree to. He doesn't say anything, but I know he ...
    will do it. He is looking at my chest again. “Your turn…” “Why did you agree to meet me the first time?” “Because you sounded interesting,” I reply. “How long was your last relationship?” He looks down, “Four years.” I try not to look surprised. He looks back up and I nod. I understand now. “Let’s go,” I say and I reach for my coat. He follows me through the dark streets. “How many people have you slept with?” “Do you own any sex toys?” “Have you ever slept with another girl?” This game always ends up being about sex. “This one… I need some help up,” I lie. Stephen steps towards me, he smells damn good. He grabs my waist and lifts me up until I can reach the ledge. I know that he can see straight up my dress. I am glad. I reach down to him and pull him up. I walk back across the roof and lay on my back. I can feel his footsteps as he walks to lie down beside me. Quiet. I am excited and proud, he is nervous and hopeful. “What would you say if I asked to kiss you?” He timidly breaks the silence. “I thought you’d never ask.” I roll onto my side and press my lips against his. He tastes like beer and he smells like snow. He slides his arms around my waist, sliding his hand up my spine. I press myself closer into his body and I can feel him through his jeans. I pull away and push him onto his back. Straddling him he tries to pull me down towards him but I resist. I look straight into his eyes and begin to unbutton my dress. “C-can I go down on you?” He stammers. I say nothing. I lean ...
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