A tremor went through her body and she took a ragged breath.A tremor went through her body and she took a ragged breath. I smiled up at her and leaned forward to take one bright bud between my lips. When I moved my tongue across the tip, she sucked in between her teeth and clutched at my head again. As my mouth explored her tits, my hands pushed her short skirt up around her hips; I wanted to caress that bouncy little bottom, even through her panties. Third surprise: My fingers found only round, smooth, slightly yielding Carol. It took a bit more manual exploration to discover that she was wearing a slender thong. The picture that put in my mind stiffened my cock even more. I knew she could feel my penis moving against the inside of her thigh, even through my slacks, because she twitched a leg muscle in response, but she otherwise chose to ignore it. I squeezed her solid little ass and sucked strongly on those beautiful tits and Carol writhed and moaned. And when I paused for breath, she quickly hopped up again and shucked her skirt, posing for a moment in the red satin thong that was her only remaining cover. The panties were also symbolic, I understood that; as long as she wasn't quite naked, she had established her limits for this first encounter. Then she was back on my lap, pushing me against the back of the sofa and arching her spine so my face was buried in tits. Her aggressive, unabashed sexuality was as much a turn-on as her lovely body. My hands moved up and down her thighs and over her ass again, massaging, stroking, squeezing -- soaking up the "aliveness" of her body through my touch. |