Perfect Girl – Part 2

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Perfect Girl – Part 2Finally, I was able to stifle the stream impure thoughts, if I’m honest it was more of a torrent of lust, nonetheless I did manage to gain my composure. The warm water felt good on my skin. Washing my body also helped wash the carnal desires from my head. The truth is I’d been severely tempted, but it seemed everything was back on an even keel.Relieved I hadn’t succumbed to temptation, I stepped out of the shower.” Shit!” I muttered to myself. No towels. They were on the shelves next to the wardrobe and in my rush to avoid temptation I’d forgotten to grab one.I was dripping water onto the floor, outside the shower cubicle the air was cool, giving me goose bumps.“Angela…” I called through the door.“Yes, Annie?”“Can you hand me a towel?” I asked, sheepishly.“Sure, hang on!”, She chuckled.The door opened just wide enough for a slender arm to emerge, holding the towel. I stepped forward and took it, lifting it up and around my shoulders. I felt a sudden draft on my naked body as the swung open. Angela stood naked in the doorway, staring at me.Instinctively I covered myself with the towel as best I could, it wasn’t the biggest. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks.“Don’t be embarrassed…” she said softly. “You look amazing”.I gave a nervous laugh.“Trust me, you have a fantastic body”. She insisted. I stood, motionless, speechless. She walked towards me, stopped reached up and placed a hand on the back of my neck. Gently she turned my head towards hers and kissed me briefly on the lips. She drew back and stared into my eyes. I melted. She leant in and kissed me again, this time her tongue darted between my quivering lips. Our tongues danced together, tenderly, passionately it was wonderful.My towel dropped to the floor and we pressed our bodies together in a warm, loving embrace. Angela reached down, clasped my hand and lifted to her chest, guiding my fingers over her erect nipples, with her other hand she stroked mine. My head swam with an intense pleasure, unlike anything I’d experienced before.Still holding my hand, she stepped back, turned and lead me out of the bathroom.When we reached the bed, she stopped and turned to face me. My heart was pounding.“Lie down on the bed”. She instructed me.I did as she’d directed, and she knelt next to me. I looked up canlı bahis at her pretty face, her perfect young body. I was shaking.“It’s ok”. She whispered, tenderly kissing my neck. She stroked my hair, reassuringly, with her right hand, while her left explored the contours of my breasts. We kissed as she stroked and fondled my tits. My nipples were rock hard, bullet like. Her fingertips traced a slow unpredictable path across my soft belly on a tantalising journey, down to my, swollen, pulsating, wet, hairy mound. She tugged gently at my pubes, running her fingers through them stretching my pussy lips, delicately stroking my inner thighs.Her fingers slid between my puffy, pink lips. I gasped. Her nimble young fingers circled my erect clit, waves of ecstasy cascaded through my entire body. Her sensitive hands explored every contour and fold, I felt a finger probing the opening to my hot, dripping hole. Then two fingers, pushed deep inside me, expertly locating and pressing against my g-spot. I groaned loudly.I reached down and tentatively ran my fingers through Angela’s soft, ginger bush. She moaned softly and thrust her hips forwards, so I could feel her engorged wet ginger pussy pressing against my hand. Slowly her hips began to gyrate, showing me what she wanted, matching the rhythm of her hand on my pussy. I followed, matching her moves. Her fingers stroked my clit, I stroked hers. Her fingers slipped inside me, mine slipped inside her. The feel of my fingers slipping and sliding in and around her soft, silky swollen pussy was exquisite. The feel of her fingers in and around my mine was bliss.I hadn’t thought it was possible to feel that much pleasure without passing out. Little did I know my levels of hedonistic delight were just about to go through the roof.Angela removed her hand from my pussy and slid it down my inner thigh to my right knee. She placed her other hand on the inside of my left knee and deftly manoeuvred herself between my legs. Her hands pushed my legs apart. She smiled at me. “I think you’ll enjoy this”.Enjoy is a word that doesn’t scratch the surface when it comes to describing the pure, unadulterated pleasure I was about to experience. Her tongue teased and darted over every part of my pussy. Feeling for my responses reacting to my uncontrollable bahis siteleri moans of delight. My husband is good with his tongue, but Angela, she was so far beyond good there aren’t words. The way she sucked my clit, then pushed her tongue inside me, caressing my labia, lapping up my juices which were flowing more freely than I’d never known. When she could feel I was on the verge of exploding, she slowed down, stroking my thighs and fondling my sticky curls. She knew exactly when to bring me back to the boil and when to ease back. I’d edged before, it was something I’d got quite good at over the years.But what was being done to me now, was as close to paradise as it was possible to imagine.I longed to taste her. To give her just a fraction of the pleasure she was giving so freely to me.“Angela.” I whispered, breathlessly.“Yes.”“I want to…”“Yes”. She nodded and smiled sweetly. I knew she understood what I wanted. It was as if she could read my mind. That connection we’d discussed in the car had never been more tangible than here and now.She lifted herself up on to her knees and climbed over me, so she was straddling my torso, she eased her way up the bed and stopped a few inches from my face, then, lowered herself gently so she was sitting on my chest, her firm round buttocks pressing against my soft full breasts.Oh, what a view! She ran her fingers playfully through my hair and stroked my cheek.“Well, Annie…” She breathed, expectantly. “You were saying?”I felt unsure of what to do. Before tonight I’d never kissed a girl, let alone this.“I’m not sure, I don’t know how to…” I stuttered uncertainly.Angela said nothing. She simply inched forwards, easing her swollen, moist lips apart, inviting my tongue into her sweet sticky slit. I didn’t need a second invitation. Her taste was sublime. I wasn’t sure what she wanted, but her sighs and moans told me I was doing something right.Her soft ginger pubes brushed against my nose, the smell of her sweet pussy was intoxicating.My tongue pushed deep into her tight, dripping, pulsating vagina.“Oh God, yes!” She panted.I caressed her slender hips and slid my hands around her and grasped her cheeks. I pulled her hot, dripping, sweet ginger cunt into my face and feasted. She wriggled, and writhed, covering my face with her juices. bahis şirketleri Frantically I licked and sucked, savouring her taste, her groans of delight filled me with joy.“Annie, stop!” She called out, suddenly, pulling herself away from my greedy mouth.“What is it, did I do something wrong?” I asked.“No, of course not!” She chuckled impishly, lifting herself away from my face, so she was kneeling beside me. Her hand stroked my large, rock hard nipples, and affectionately cupped my breasts.“I love your tits!” She declared, lifting her right leg over my face, her inflamed pink, ginger haired, pussy hovering above me.“But not as much as I love this!” She said lustfully, sliding her body forwards, over mine, her erect nipples caressing my belly. Her nimble fingers pulled my engorged lips open, her tongue danced across my clit. I gripped her buttocks and dragged her hot dripping pussy onto my eager mouth.This time there was no thought of putting the brakes on. When my body began to stiffen, Angela’s tongue licked me more eagerly. Her fingers slid in and out of my moist gaping hole pressing against my g-spot, relentlessly fuelling my pleasure, almost to the point of pain.Feverishly I responded, my fingers deep inside her, licking, sucking, stroking…relishing her taste, her smell, the feel of her fur against my skin, her hot sticky juices on my tongue, on my face.I began to judder, my body stiffened. Angela’s pussy clenched around my slippery fingers, her hot salty nectar filled my mouth. Our bodies tensed as one. Each avidly devouring the other’s mound of soft, silky, dripping, pulsating, pink flesh. If an orgasm is a normal bodily event, this wasn’t just an orgasm. It was something far more intense, something far more breath-takingly pleasurable, like an electrical storm surging through our bodies.When the waves of pleasure, finally subsided and our bodies melted into one another. For a while we just held each other, our hearts beating as one.Angela rolled off of me and onto her back.“Wow!” She panted.She smiled, shuffled up the bed and we climbed beneath the covers. I kissed her lovingly on the forehead, then gently stroked her shoulder. She wrapped an arm around my waist, and slid a leg between mine, then kissed me softly on the lips.She smiled once more, rested her head on the pillow and closed her eyes.It’s a universally accepted fact that nobody’s perfect. Looking at Angela’s beautiful face, feeling her shapely, warm young body entangled with mine, I was no longer sure that was true.

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