by Jessica Sin
“Anything?” she asked with a naughty grin.
She slowly moved her chair back and stood up. Her fingers wrapped around the bottom of her sweater and pulled it up over her head, and she placed it comfortably on her seat. She wasn’t wearing a t-shirt underneath, just her bra. My eyes became glued to her chest, watching it move as her arms reached back to unclasp her bra to let it fall to the floor.
I gasped a little at the sight of her bare breasts. They were small, b-cups, and they looked firm the way they pointed straight forward. Her areolas were small, but her nipples were visibly large for a young woman with her body size. They were bright pink- which made a nice contrast to her pale skin color.
She picked up her cupcake and pressed the top of it against the center of her breast; twisting and turning it so that the frosting covered her nipple. Once she was done coating one nipple, she did the same to her other breast so that both of her intimate areas were covered.
“You would eat my frosting off of anything?” she asked again, but this time referring to her nipples.
I struggled with nearly every sense in my body and mind as my exposed babysitter came closer to me. I should have stopped her, but I couldn’t. Because deep down I didn’t want this to end. And she damn well knew it as we looked into each others eyes.
Her hand rubbed through the back of my head and hair for a moment before gently pulling me towards her chest. The first thing which entered my mouth was the frosting. I gave it a nice lick and swallowed it. But the next lick, however, was her nipple. It felt alive in my mouth, with it’s softness becoming even stiffer and harder with every touch my tongue and lips inappropriately gave her.
I looked up to see her watching me in action, with her mouth parted as she lightly bit her lower lip, showing me just how aroused she was. Knowing that she was getting as much pleasure out of this as I was gave me more than enough encouragement to fulfill my promise that I would eat her frosting on anything, and I moved my mouth over to her other breast to suck and clean both nipples.
“You kept your word,” she said with a loving smile.
“Of course I did. Why wouldn’t I?”
Her smile immediately turned into a grin. “So this is the part where I have to return the favor. Now make yourself useful and help me take your pants off.”
At that point, I didn’t care how wrong this was. Nicole reached down and unzipped my pants and I sat up for a moment so that she could pull it down to my ankles, along with my underwear. I was completely exposed in front of her and my cock immediately came to life.
She got on her knees and held my erection still with small hand and fingers, and used her other hand to pick up the cupcake on my plate. She smeared the frosting all over the head of my cock and across my shaft, coating my penis with her dessert before putting the dry cupcake back on the table.
Her blue eyes looked so large and inviting, so innocent while she was holding me. But her tongue however, seemingly had a mind of it’s own as she began licking the frosting she made off of my hard penis. She looked so innocent licking me, as if my cock was just an ice cream cone and served no other purpose. And that’s what made this moment so incredibly erotic, that my own sweet babysitter would make such a naughty sex act look so casual- as if nothing was unusual about this.
Feeling and seeing her tongue on me sent waves of pleasure throughout my body. With every lick on my skin, she would briefly stop to swallow the icing. But when the sugary glaze was gone, I was able to feel her bare tongue licking up and down my shaft, just like a lollipop, rolling her tongue freely around my shaft and head.
Just when I thought things couldn’t get anymore erotic, she looked me right in the eyes and slide my hard cock in between her lips, entering her mouth. Soon, nearly the entire length of my shaft disappeared inside of her mouth as she leaned forward to take more of me in. The suction she was making was so tight I could see the round shape of my penis around her hollowed out cheeks.
After several slow and sensual bobs of her head, she took only the tip of my cock in her mouth and began jerking me off with her hand.
“Oh god…that feels so good Nicole…I’m almost there…” I moaned.
Her eyes lit up as soon as I said that. Her small and delicate hand gripped my manhood even tighter and she stroked me even faster. Her mouth increased her suction and her tongue swirled around my head with even more enthusiasm.
“I’m about to cum…I’m about cum…”
She wrapped both of her hands and all of her small fingers around my throbbing hard-on and she began pumping my cock furiously. Her tongue stopped swirling while mouth focused on sucking my head; getting ready to catch whatever was headed her way.
I couldn’t take it any longer and shot a huge load of my cum in the back of Nicole’s throat and onto her waiting tongue. The thought of stopping or slowing down never crossed her mind. She just kept at it, stroking and sucking my cock, while our eyes remained locked together. She didn’t stop until every last stream and drop of my cum was released from my body.
And when it was over, my topless babysitter stood up so we were nearly face to face, and she stuck out her tongue like a small puppy to show me the pay off of all her hard work- my cum. She closed her mouth afterwards and made a loud *gulp* noise, swallowing it before opening her mouth and smacking her lips together to prove to me that it had all been devoured.
“All gone. You taste better than the frosting I made,” she said with a smirk, licking whatever traces of my cum remained on her lips.
“I can’t believe any of this just happened. You were amazing. Are you sure you’re really a virgin?”
She blushed, “Well…I never said anything about giving oral sex.”
***AN EARLY PRESENT***
I was on my computer late that afternoon working on a project for my job. But of course the main thing on my mind were things I had done just a few short hours ago. And I didn’t need to wait much longer to get that awkward discussion out of the way as she knocked on the door.
“Still busy?” she asked. “Can we talk?”
She looked more innocent and youthful than earlier today. Her light brown hair was neatly combed and tucked behind her ear. She wasn’t wearing any make up.
“Sure,” I replied. “I’ve been meaning for us to talk about what we did; I just couldn’t think of the right words yet.”
“I’ve been going through the same thing myself. I just wanted to see if you were mad at me or anything because I know I went a little far. It was a spur the moment thing to be honest.”
“How can I be mad at you for something we did together? I know it was absolutely wrong for that to happen between us, but frankly, I haven’t felt that good in a really long time. It’s been a while since I’ve been with a woman.”
“I could tell,” she smiled. ” I’ve noticed that you sometimes check out my legs whenever I wear shorts. I thought it was weird at first, but I also found it to be kind of hot that you would be looking at me like that.”
“Was I that obvious? I try my best not to look, but you’ve become such a beautiful young woman.”
A heart-felt smile appeared on her face, “It’s going to be our first Christmas apart and I have a special gift for you. Do you want it now?”
“Something tells me that I do, and that I’m really going to like it,” I replied.
She reached down and started pulling her gown up. My eyes focused on the lower half of her body as it was being revealed to me; starting from her bare feet, to her calves, to her milky white thighs, and finally to her exposed cleanly shaven crotch. She held up her gown around her waist to show me her naked mid-section, but what especially stood out the red gift bow that covered her vagina.
“This is my gift to you,” she said in a gentle voice. “Only if you’ve changed your mind of course.”
I was speechless for a second. Here was a beautiful young woman with her private area exposed to me, asking me to deflower her. Most men dream of this opportunity, and my l
ust and love for her got the better of my judgment.
“Nicole, I would be honored to be your first.”
Her eyes lit up for a moment and she pulled the night gown over her head and stood completely uninhibited of her nudity. Her arms were by her side and she didn’t say a word. She didn’t look nervous, but she clearly wanted me to make the first move. So I did, standing up and walking over to her.
“You look perfect,” I said to her.
A look of excitement came over her face. “Thank you. And I’m still waiting for you to unwrap your present.”
I casually got on my knees; and with my face in front of her crotch, I pulled the red bow covering her vagina and tossed it to the floor. Her womanhood looked so beautiful. Her light brown labia was thick and ran straight down the middle of the opening between her legs.
With my fingers caressing her crotch and my hand behind her thigh, I leaned forward to return the feeling she gave me that afternoon by pressing my lips against her vagina. I felt the roundness of her clit on my lips, as well as the thickness of her labia. Her legs became weak for a moment when I stuck my tongue out and used it on her, and she had to press her hands on my head to keep herself from falling over when I performed oral sex on her. It was a wildly erotic feeling hearing her moan and feeling her small hands grab my hair as my tongue tasted every inch of her vagina.
“Wait…” she gasped. “I don’t want to cum yet. I’m on the pill and I want you to cum inside me…I want us to cum together…”
I stood up and looked her in the eyes, with me standing above her petite frame. We both had the same idea and we each leaned forward at the same time to press our lips against each others. Our tongues met and wrestled in our mouths during this sensual kiss. I could feel her breathing heavily on me, and at the same time, I felt her hands move to unbutton my shirt. We continued kissing as her hands worked to undress me, with me helping her along the way.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked as I ended the kiss, with both of us standing naked before each other. “This is a really big step in our relationship, and once we do it, we could never take it back.”
Her eyes became filled with a look of complete sincerity. ” I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. I want you to take my virginity and make me a woman.”
I took her by the hand and led her to the center of my bed where she laid down comfortably with a look of calm on her face. She knew exactly what to do next as she lifted her knees and spread her legs open for me. I positioned myself between her legs, with my penis fully erect, and used my fingers to guide my hard on towards her small vaginal opening. The head of my cock rubbed against her labia, and that immediately caused a shivering reaction in her body. She reached down to spread herself further, and I pressed my cock against her flesh and began to enter her, causing her face to tighten and her eyes to squint.
“Should I stop?” I asked, as she continued grimacing in pain.
“Don’t you dare,” she moaned. “Keep going…it feels so good.”
I gladly obliged her request and continued pushing my throbbing cock inside of her tiny opening. This time, I didn’t stop until I went as far in as I could go, feeling just how tight her womanhood really was. Once I felt her body adjust to my size, I slowly began to make love to her. And the more faces she made and moans she released, the harder I ravished her delicate little body and vagina.
We both lost track of time. My mind and body were overflowing with sexual pleasure from this wonderful coupling. She obviously had the same feeling as her arms wrapped tightly around my back, squeezing me, while she continued to squirm with every thrust I gave her. Her tight vaginal muscles suddenly came to life as I felt it pulsating. Her innocent young face twisted with pleasure as she clamped her teeth together and shut her eyes. She held my body tight as she had a massive orgasm while in my arms, and my body gave in to it’s natural reaction as I shot a big load of cum inside her womb.
***
Several minutes had passed after we had made love to each other. We laid side by side on my bed, looking at the ceiling, and enjoyed the special moment we shared together.
“That was unbelievable,” she said as she turned her body to place her chin on my chest. “It was beyond anything I had ever expected.”
“I know exactly what you mean. Of all the things I’ve wanted to try in life, this was never one of them- and now I see what all the fuss is about.”
“I’m so happy that I saved myself for you,” she smiled. “I knew you were the right guy for me. Now if you don’t mind, the sex we had really worked up an appetite. I’ll go warm up dinner and I’ll call you when it’s ready.”
She got out of bed naked and walked right past her gown which was still on the floor.
“Nicole, you forgot your clothes…” I said to remind her.
She turned around and smiled again, “I think we’re officially past the point of needing to wear clothes around each other. And when you come downstairs for dinner, I expect you to stay naked. Trust me, I’ve got a really fun idea.”
The End
College Student’s Teasing
My lodger Lisa has been having a certain ‘effect’ on me lately- and not in a way that I’m proud of either.
It started two years ago when she came to live with me after the divorce because I lived close to the University she was going to attend. I needed the extra cash and had plenty of spare space so I was delighted she she answered my ad. Then later, as a college sophomore at age 19, she joined the women’s volleyball team, and that’s when the troubles began.
She started wearing skimpier outfits around the house which related to her sporting activities. It also became common to see go out for a jog on the weekends wearing a small white t-shirt and tight shorts, and then return home covered in sweat to the point where her sports bra was visible. The fact that she had such a long and slender body didn’t help either since it meant that more of her skin would be showing.
Things became even worse when summer came around. After two months of lounging around the house from her vacation, she began working out vigorously to get back in shape for the upcoming season. I would usually have to come home to the sight of her athletic body sprawled across the couch from exhaustion after a workout; with her bare feet and toned legs on top of the arm rest, and her long blond hair spread across the other end. Everything became casual with her.
One night, Lisa and I watched tv together as we sometimes would after dinner. She sat on the floor to stretch her body by leaning forward to touch her toes. She eventually moved to stretch each individual leg by bending down and grabbing her foot. Every so often she would let out a few small grunts which showed her relieved tension. She wore a pair of shorts, which as usual, were too small for her and exposed much of her tanned thighs. She also had on a black sports bra which showed right through the thin white t-shirt. Needless to say, I was concentrating more on her than I was on the television.
“Would you mind giving me a massage?” she asked. “I’m really sore.”
“Of course I can,” I replied.
After scooting towards where I was sitting with her back towards me, she pointed behind her head and said, “It’s my neck and upper back…they’re killing me…”
I knew exactly what she wanted, placing both of my hands on neck and beginning to massage the area that she wanted taken care of. My hands gently squeezed around the back of her neck and my thumbs pressed against her upper back. Her skin felt incredibly soft.
Moans had started to escape her lips. They were soft at first, but became louder every time I squeezed. And so I started squeezing harder so I could hear her more. I knew it was wrong to do something like this to her but I couldn’t help it. I was even starting to get an erection.
“You feel tense,” I said, breaking the awkward tension.
She moaned again, “I am. Your hands feel so good. If I had known what you could do with them, I would have been harassing you for massages ever since I started playing volleyb
all last year.”
“Thanks, you aren’t the first lady who’s ever complemented me on this,” I replied, squeezing a little harder in the process.
Her moans then became a little louder and more sexual in nature.
“Why are you still single? I’m sure there are plenty of other women right now who’d love to be in the position I’m in now.”
“Well, it’s been hard to meet women and date being as busy as I am with work,” I replied honestly.
“Is that why that why you’re squeezing so hard? It must have been a while since you’ve had your hands on a woman.”
I was shocked that Lisa would talk to me like this. And I was even more shocked at the seductive tone that was in her voice. But the truth is, she was right.
“It’s nothing like that. I’m just doing what you’ve asked,” I said to her defensively.
