“Jake!” Becky stepped away again. “Hands at your sides!” She was really starting to enjoy herself.
“Becky. . ., please . .” He looked at her pleadingly. “Please . . .touch me.”
Becky smiled, her heart racing. “Ok Jake. But first. . . ” She reached over and unsnapped his pants. Jake uttered a moan, arching his body up as Becky slid down his zipper, feeling the throbbing of his penis under her touch. She went to the bottom of the bed and pulled off his pants, pulling Jake down into a prone position in the process.
She looked up at his muscular body, his chest heaving with his quickened breaths. And through his blue boxer shorts she saw the huge bulge of his penis, laying on his body, pointing straight towards his navel.
Becky walked back beside him, put one knee on the bed, and swung the other over him, straddling him just above his knees. She was careful to keep her skirt down, giving Jake no free looks. She leaned over towards him, and scooted her body up, her skirt now covering both of their hips. Becky was careful to keep her body off his enough to ensure they weren’t touching.
Jake watched Becky climb on top of him, straining for a look at what he knew she was wearing. And when she perched on top of him, her legs spread, her panty covered crotch just inches from his throbbing erection, he couldn’t help but arch himself upwards, straining to grind himself into her.
But Becky was careful. “Jake, don’t move like that, or I’ll stop.” Jake nodded quickly, and although he stopped his thrusting, Becky could still feel him squirming beneath her.
Ever so slowly she lowered her body until she could feel his penis touch her through their two layers of fabric. Becky inhaled quickly, before recomposing herself, and pulling away from Jake’s renewed efforts.
Slowly she pressed down again, sliding ever so slowly up and down across his penis. And as good as it was feeling, as much as she enjoyed the moans now coming from Jake, she forced herself to break contact again.
“Jake, do you want to see what I’m wearing?” Jake, still contorting beneath her nodded once again.
Careful not to touch him, she slid back down, and straddling his ankles, pulled down and removed his boxers, causing his penis to momentarily stand up before slapping back down on his stomach.
Still straddling him, Becky slid up his body, and as she passed over his hips let her panty covered crotch slide lightly over his naked penis. Jake moaned again, trying to follow her with his hips as she moved up, now straddling his chest.
Becky reached down and slowly lifted her skirt, Jake moaning once again, as the tops of her white thigh highs came into view, the strips of skin, and then her white cotton panties, all within inches of his face.
“Please, Becky . . .please.”
“Yes, Jake,” the words almost stuck in her mouth, her excitement getting the best of her.
“Let me kiss you. . ” Jake strained his head towards her.
Becky slowly brought her hips forward, and with her hands on the wall behind him, lowered herself onto his lips.