“Oh, Honey. I love the way that feels. I’ve missed it so,” Patsy exclaimed. “Kiss my tits, suck my nipples. That sets me on fire!”
While I was tit-struck she was working on my belt buckle and the snap to my jeans with one hand while the other was rubbing my cock through my jeans. She had moved and was straddling my thighs, kneeling on the sofa. She had her knees either side of my hips. Her skirt was pushed up around her waist leaving her stocking tops and panties visible.
She finally got my belt unbuckled, my jeans unsnapped, and partially unzipped. Her right hand disappeared into the jeans searching for my cock. My full erection was lying to the right inside my underwear. Patsy’s hand finally reached the head of my cock, feeling it through the jockeys. The sensation of her fingers rubbing my cock head almost made me explode.
“I need this,” she moaned softly, while licking my ear. “Let me move so you can pull your pants down.” She eased back and stood before me. Her bare breasts were standing proudly on her chest with the nipples erect. Her areolas were beginning to crinkle from arousal.
I raised my butt and pushed my jeans and jockeys down. My 7″ erection pulled down until it came free, slapping onto my stomach. Patsy unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to her feet. She was a vision, standing before me like Botticelli’s ‘Birth of Venus’, even more so after pushing her panties down and stepping from them.
Patsy placed one foot in my lap so I could roll the stocking down her satin smooth leg. After I did the first, she swapped legs so I could do the other. Taking her stockings off let me have my first good look at her beautiful pussy from both sides. I reached out, trailing my fingers through her pubic curls. When I reached between her thighs, Patsy backed up, saying, “Not yet. You’re not ready yet.” She reached down, grabbed my jeans and jockeys, and pulled them from my legs.
I reached for her, but she pushed me back. She again knelt on the sofa, straddling my legs. She pushed forward until her pussy was against the base of my cock. The feeling was unbelievable; especially after she began to rotate her hips, sliding her pussy against the lower part of my erection and balls.
We were again kissing. Her hands moved over my chest and stomach down to my cock. My hands were on her tits, down her sides, and cupping her ass. She wrapped her right hand around my cock and began to stroke over the head. I was leaking precum, so she lubricated the head with it. The sensations were more intense than when I masturbated. After a few twisting strokes I exploded. The first shot of cum landed on our chests between her tits. The second shot coated the bottom of her right breast. The third and remaining shots were on my lower chest and stomach.
Patsy leaned back, laughing. “That was quick,” she said. “Yeah,” I replied. “You made a helluva mess.”
“Wasn’t it fun, though?” she asked. “I almost forgot you’ve never been with a woman before. It surprised me how quick it was. I need to clean us up.”