this was just like a natural progression – just two single friends, just having some fun.
He continued to caress me, although to be honest, it was getting more like a good solid rub as the minutes passed, as he added a little pressure to the flat spot of skin above the protective hood of my clitoris. He cleverly hadn't moved his affections from that area, as it was almost like it was the most intimate spot that he could touch me, without actually daring to feel the undeniable crease of my vagina. I was still able to enjoy the episode, until the credits began to roll, and with neither of us saying a word, he became a little bit braver. I could feel my breathing deepen, as he gently eased his fingers into the protective elastic of my knickers, and then swiftly worked his way lower, past my neatly trimmed, dark blonde public hair, until he had finally made contact with the distinct and smooth contours of the top edge of my labia.
"Oh, shaven smooth...nice", he teased, as he finally broke the sexual tension by speaking.
“ I'm not totally shaven,” I replied, as I added I'm trimmed, I'm just shaven around my actual, you know - entrance.” I giggled in retaliation.
“ But your skin feels so soft...”
Turning towards his face for the first time, I then asked “Surely all girls are at least trimmed downstairs nowadays, aren't they?”
Although I had asked, I really didn't want an answer to that question; as I really didn't care for knowing about his past loves despite him only being 20 years old and probably not having been with that many girls in a sexual way.
I eventually broke away after enjoying a good ten minutes of finger-fondling from his overly-eager hand, and finally paused episode 3 of ‘ Lost ’, as I desperately needed the loo. Whilst I was in there, I took the opportunity to slip my bra off and put it into the laundry basket. I then walked back to join him in the lounge and swiftly got myself back into position, next to him on the sofa. I pressed play on the DVD player, just as he unzipped my pink lounge suit top and subsequently reached in to make first contact with my intensely warm and now totally naked B-Cup breasts. It was as if he somehow knew that I'd spent the last two minutes removing my protective bra in the toilet.
Needless to say, especially after his fingers had already been resting against the top of the outer-folds of my pussy, just minutes earlier, my nipples were already incredibly erect, even before he began teasing them with his neatly manicured nails. I knew it, even before he had unzipped me - Maybe I had had a little too much to drink throughout the day after all…
“Your tits feel much bigger than they looked when we first met at the club...”
“ So you were looking at my tits that night then, were you?” I laughed back, mocking him sarcastically as he continued to trace their pertness with his exploring hand.
“ I'm just saying, they're a good size and perfectly shaped...”
“ Thanks, but I wish that they were a little bigger.”
“ Well if you keep letting me treat you to a McDonald’s, they'll soon be huge!” he laughed.
“ Ha Bloody Ha!”
Interrupting our flow, and looking at his watch for effect, he suddenly noticed that it was now nearly 11pm, so I interjected and said “It's getting late isn't it, I guess you'd better get going.”
“Do you want me to go home?” he dared to ask.
I paused before replying honestly with “Well your welcome to stay, if you want to, but it's late and I've got to be up early for work in the morning, so I'll be going straight to sleep – if you do stay.”
“Okay, you've talked me into it, I'll stay over.”
“ You cheeky sod!” I replied, as I laughed and playfully slapped him across his chest, before leading him towards my bedroom. I took care to place my key in the front door, so that no one (as in my John, my Ex-fiancée) would get into the flat from the outside.
Once in my bedroom, I switched on the
He continued to caress me, although to be honest, it was getting more like a good solid rub as the minutes passed, as he added a little pressure to the flat spot of skin above the protective hood of my clitoris. He cleverly hadn't moved his affections from that area, as it was almost like it was the most intimate spot that he could touch me, without actually daring to feel the undeniable crease of my vagina. I was still able to enjoy the episode, until the credits began to roll, and with neither of us saying a word, he became a little bit braver. I could feel my breathing deepen, as he gently eased his fingers into the protective elastic of my knickers, and then swiftly worked his way lower, past my neatly trimmed, dark blonde public hair, until he had finally made contact with the distinct and smooth contours of the top edge of my labia.
"Oh, shaven smooth...nice", he teased, as he finally broke the sexual tension by speaking.
“ I'm not totally shaven,” I replied, as I added I'm trimmed, I'm just shaven around my actual, you know - entrance.” I giggled in retaliation.
“ But your skin feels so soft...”
Turning towards his face for the first time, I then asked “Surely all girls are at least trimmed downstairs nowadays, aren't they?”
Although I had asked, I really didn't want an answer to that question; as I really didn't care for knowing about his past loves despite him only being 20 years old and probably not having been with that many girls in a sexual way.
I eventually broke away after enjoying a good ten minutes of finger-fondling from his overly-eager hand, and finally paused episode 3 of ‘ Lost ’, as I desperately needed the loo. Whilst I was in there, I took the opportunity to slip my bra off and put it into the laundry basket. I then walked back to join him in the lounge and swiftly got myself back into position, next to him on the sofa. I pressed play on the DVD player, just as he unzipped my pink lounge suit top and subsequently reached in to make first contact with my intensely warm and now totally naked B-Cup breasts. It was as if he somehow knew that I'd spent the last two minutes removing my protective bra in the toilet.
Needless to say, especially after his fingers had already been resting against the top of the outer-folds of my pussy, just minutes earlier, my nipples were already incredibly erect, even before he began teasing them with his neatly manicured nails. I knew it, even before he had unzipped me - Maybe I had had a little too much to drink throughout the day after all…
“Your tits feel much bigger than they looked when we first met at the club...”
“ So you were looking at my tits that night then, were you?” I laughed back, mocking him sarcastically as he continued to trace their pertness with his exploring hand.
“ I'm just saying, they're a good size and perfectly shaped...”
“ Thanks, but I wish that they were a little bigger.”
“ Well if you keep letting me treat you to a McDonald’s, they'll soon be huge!” he laughed.
“ Ha Bloody Ha!”
Interrupting our flow, and looking at his watch for effect, he suddenly noticed that it was now nearly 11pm, so I interjected and said “It's getting late isn't it, I guess you'd better get going.”
“Do you want me to go home?” he dared to ask.
I paused before replying honestly with “Well your welcome to stay, if you want to, but it's late and I've got to be up early for work in the morning, so I'll be going straight to sleep – if you do stay.”
“Okay, you've talked me into it, I'll stay over.”
“ You cheeky sod!” I replied, as I laughed and playfully slapped him across his chest, before leading him towards my bedroom. I took care to place my key in the front door, so that no one (as in my John, my Ex-fiancée) would get into the flat from the outside.
Once in my bedroom, I switched on the
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