Uncle Jim, Got home late, blowing off first class. Please wake me at 10 o’clock. Thanks, Lauren
It’s 9:20, Cindy’s already at work. I check Lauren’s blog, but she didn’t write anything when she got home last night. My cock is hard already, imagining what I’m going to find when I open Lauren’s door at 10 o’clock. She is taking every suggestion I give her. I think about ways to suggest a threesome, planting the seed for Cindy’s plan to work.
At 9:45, I can’t wait any longer. I walk down the hall and quietly open Lauren’s bedroom door. I suck in my breath and my heart races, as my eyes take in the vision lying before me. I expected her to be naked and uncovered. I didn’t expect this! I stand in the doorway, slowly taking deep breaths and willing my heart to slow down.
Lauren is indeed uncovered, lying on her back on the bed. Her head is on her pillow, her eyes are closed and her blonde hair is cascading down around her shoulders. Her perfect tits are lying on her chest, their weight pulling them slightly to the sides, creating an enticingly, curvy valley between them. Her right arm extends down across her flat stomach and her hand disappears inside her blue bikini panties. This is what caused me to lose my breath. Her shapely legs are spread apart and her fingers appear to be inside her pussy.
I take two tentative steps into her bedroom, my eyes never leaving her divine body. I know she’s not asleep, yet I have to maintain the illusion that I’m trying not to wake her. I carefully sit on the edge of the bed and slowly run my eyes up and down her body. He nipples are erect, poking out at a slight angle from the top of her tits. Her areolas are smaller than Cindy’s, but the perfect size for Lauren’s tits. I watch her tits rise and fall with her gentle breathing. Looking at her eyes, I can barely make out the slit she’s peeking through to see what I’m going to do.
“Lauren.” I call to her. “Lauren.” I repeat a little louder, not expecting an answer.
I lay my hand on her stomach and pretend to watch for her reaction. I know she won’t react, but I have to continue the charade. Her flesh is smooth and warm. My cock hardens even more, creating an obvious tent in my shorts. I slowly skim my hand over her ribs and lightly cup her left breast. I want to suck her hard nipples, but I control myself, as I gently cup her right breast with my other hand. There is a huge difference between a quick glimpse in a mirror and sitting next to someone with your hands on her tits. They are warm, soft and pliable, as I enjoy the feel of them swelling in my hands, with each breath she takes. I squeeze ever so lightly, disrupting the perfect sphere and pushing her nipples out slightly. When I release them, they spring back to their perfect circular shape.
I turn my attention to her blue bikini panties. Knowing I’m being watched, I lean my face down to within an inch of her pussy and breathe in deeply. Her familiar scent is intoxicating and I wish I could drink from her loving cup. With her legs spread, the thin material of her moist panties is stretched tightly, clearly outlining the back of her hand. Peering closely I can see that two of her fingers are inside her pussy.
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