1. Jayne - Part 1


    Date: 9/21/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: ukhedonist, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    starting to get hard and my eyes must have glazed over. “Hey dreamer,” Jayne said “Stay with me!” When dessert arrived it was as good, if not better than I recalled it. Twenty minutes later we were walking towards the door of the restaurant and Jayne put her arm through mine whilst I tried to hide the huge bulge in the front of my jeans. “It’s good to see you,” she said. “I’ve had a wonderful time tonight. Thank you for getting in touch.” My heart leapt and froze all at the same time. I didn’t want the evening to end. I leant in towards her and put my head against hers. She moved her hand and arm around me as we exited onto London’s Stratton Street. “Fuck its cold,” she said and hugged me sideways as we stood on the pavement. I reached around her, turning her gently to face me and hugged her back. I didn’t feel cold. I felt warm and at home. “Seems like your pleased to see me too,” Jayne said, pushing her crotch into mine and then without warning slipping her hand down deep into the back of my jeans right between my cheeks. “Taste me,” she whispered. And there it was. I had heard those words in dreams over the years but never thought I’d hear her say them again. “Are you going to taste me?” she asked. Jayne had always loved oral sex. I remembered a holiday in the south of France when we were younger. We’d gone camping for two weeks by coach – at the time it was all we could afford. I had teased her with my tongue several times throughout the day and with my fingers in the ...
    pool, but stopped each time before she came. “Come for a walk. Now,” she’d said as the sun started to set. We turned the corner to the showers and she pushed me into one of the cubicles, locking the door behind her and blocking my exit. She stripped naked in seconds and pressed her soft body and beautiful breasts against me, kissing me hard. “You’re not getting out of here until you’ve fucked me and made me come all over your hard cock,” she said quietly, breathing heavily. It was dark by the time we left the showers to head to the bar for a drink. Back in London Jayne took hold of my hand and put it directly onto her pussy. I could feel the warmth and maybe a hint of moisture through her jeans. “I want your mouth here. Taste me please?” she said, her eyes sparkling and staring straight into mine. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” I asked. “I think it’s a brilliant idea, all you need to do is say yes,” she replied without any hesitation whatsoever. “Yes,” I breathed as she pressed my fingers into her harder. “Let’s go!” Jayne said smiling as she stepped towards the curb to hail a cab. It was only a short ride down Piccadilly to the hotel. Jayne kissed me in the back of the taxi with a passion I hadn’t felt in a long time. Her lips and tongue smashed against mine. It was so hot and wet and frenzied that our teeth clashed several times. She sucked my tongue into her mouth so hard it started to tingle, then released it and attacked me again, licking suggestively all around my ...
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