Sexcapade — Britney & Justin The First Time

Posted by Saucy Sexy on November 11th, 2006 filed in Erotic Tales |

With a wicked little smile, she mimicked her earlier efforts with her legs by flashing him a glimpse of her tantalizing breasts by jerking one side of the blouse’s panel open, then closing it just as quickly.

Since she wasn’t wearing a bra, he was gifted with unencumbered glimpses of her legendary mammary glands. She did this several times, with Justin busily assembling in his memory bits and pieces like creamy flesh, a glimpse of pink, and a full roundness that his hands wanted to grab and suck. He clenched his fists in an attempt to control the impulse.

When she slowly glided towards him, his glands started to produce more saliva; and he had to swallow several times because, otherwise, he was going to drool.

She was on tiptoes, as if she was wearing heels; and she was moving in that crisscross fashion that models do, except that she was really doing it so leisurely that it defied the music’s tempo.

She would actually balance on one leg, lift the other leg, bend it until that foot was beside the knee of the balanced leg, stay for a few seconds, and then repeat the same motion with the bent leg straightening and doing the balancing act this time.

It was a graceful, heart-stopping dance move, which just made him drool even more because her thong actually slipped to and fro before settling in the crack of her vagina to accommodate her actions, allowing him to make out the outer lips of her moist slit.

And since she had settled her hands on her waist, the panels of her blouse were free to flutter with her every movement, baring the inner curves of her mouth-watering tits.

When she was finally in front of him, her question raised his head from the intent examination he was giving her body. He looked up guiltily to meet her bashful smile. “Uhmm… like… would you like to open my blouse?”

His brain scrambled to understand her words because he couldn’t believe his hearing. Was she actually going to let him pull the cloth apart to reveal what she, her masseuse and her dresser have been the only ones privileged to see? There can only be one answer. “Oh yeah!”

Justin gently took the ends and parted them slowly, acting out an irrational desire to prolong his own agony. His mouth opened instinctively, in readiness for sucking, as the inner slopes were gradually revealed, followed by the velvety mounds topped with ripe pink tips.

The beauty of her breasts mesmerized him as he gently pulled the checkered blouse down her arms entirely, leaving her lovely body fully uncovered, her thong a miniscule protection from his admiration.

Her body was a study in proportion and perfection. Her magnificent chest tapered into a tiny waist that flowed into trim hips. And despite the fact that her dancing had produced a toned body with muscles, there was still an appealing feminine roundness to every part of her, from her arms, to her belly, and even her slender calves.

Aside from that, vibrancy and strength emanated from her form, adding to her allure. But her breasts were a study in itself.
They were a classic round shape, definitely more than a handful that would probably overflow even his large hands.

Due to her youth and commitment to working out, her chest muscles gave her boobs great support so that there was barely any sagging to them. Her pink nipples and aureoles sat squarely in the center of her mounds like cherries on top of a sundae, looking deliciously yummy. He could hardly wait to sink his mouth and teeth into her tits.

Britney felt the heat from his gaze, causing a charming blush to spread from her stunning chest, upwards her slim neck, before enveloping her cheeks with a delightful pink flush.

In that instant she looked so young that it reminded him that it was her first time. He resolved that she was going to take pleasure in their lovemaking, otherwise, they would just have to try again and again until they get it right. That plan of action was definitely fine by him.

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