Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

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After a few minutes, she pushed his hand away. Sweat stood in beads on her forehead, in the fine hairs of her eyebrows. Her breasts had grown slick, and Stan felt them up, sliding his hand over them, relishing the silky feel. "You're not done," he stated in a flat voice. He knew what her orgasms looked and felt like and she hadn't had one. Why was she stopping him.

"No, not yet, but..." She bit her lower lip, flicked her eyes to his face then away.

"What mom, er Beth, just tell me. Anything." He knew she wanted something but was nervous to ask.

"Would you," again she paused, and frustration bubbled up in Stan. He pushed it down, calmed himself. "With your hand." Her eyes flicked down to her crotch.

"I was." Stan was confused.

"I mean, inside."

the roughness of her pubic hair, the softness of her slick vagina to feed a perpetual stream of fantasy images. Now she was asking him to do that again. Sometimes it was so easy to be a good

cock. It was pressing so hard in his pants he was certain it was going to tear through the material. Struggling to keep his hands from shaking, he undid the button of her trousers, loosened the fly then slid his

Her legs spread wider. Her hips moved, encouraging his fingers

event would lead to her working on him until he ejaculated, he wanted this session to last longer. The feel of her pussy, the heat, the slick, was so erotic, he didn't want it to end too quick. He wanted to savor this like a perfect steak, a fine wine,

hand in her pants to reduce her stimulation, hopefully. She wiggled her butt over and Stan surmised she was searching for maximum effect. Whatever, she was getting hot down there. He slid his fingers in and out, slow, deep, feeling the muscles of her vagina grip at him. It felt like it was trying to draw his hand in, eat him up. That gave him an idea. Propped as he was on his hip and elbow, it was difficult for him to rub her breasts while masturbating her. He got up on

I don't think

your panties on." He paused a moment so she wouldn't feel pressured. "You've seen me naked enough.

Using one hand, she encouraged him to

for you, like

it's my cooch." She scrunched her face, placed a hand over her crotch

it. "Besides, I thought we might try something, and clothes will just be in the way." Scooting her butt away from him, twisting to the side, she

if you remove my pants, just the pants, and get back to having your hand in my