It All Started With Hello
Copyright© 2014 by WelshWriter
Chapter 4: A Little Bit of DIY
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4: A Little Bit of DIY - A chance meeting between two residents of a block of retirement flats turns into a sexy love affair
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Heterosexual Fiction White Male White Female First Oral Sex Masturbation
When I returned with the drinks five minutes later, I was about to push the door open when I heard soft moans coming from the bedroom. Carefully putting the drinks down on the hall table, I slowly eased the door open, taking care to not make any noise. Hazel was lying on the bed, her eyes closed, gently tugging at her nipples and I could see her thighs flexing as she aroused herself. My erection had diminished during the time I was in the kitchen but it was rapidly becoming rejuvenated as I stood and watched the sexy scenario before me.
I could see the muscles in Hazel's thighs spasming as the clenched together, stimulating her pussy. Her moans grew louder as she tugged, twisted and pinched the sensitive buds. Her head was rolling from side to side as she ran her tongue over her luscious lips. I watched, getting more excited as she parted her legs and one hand left the nipple it had been working on began a slow journey down over her tummy. As it reached the light covering of pubic hair on her mound, I heard her gasp. It was then that I realised that I couldn't see it's eventual resting place and cursed silently.
She spent several minutes teasing the soft downy hair and dipping her finger into the top of her slit, all the while the sound of her moans increasing. Her hand moved lower and her hips rose sharply up from the bed and I cursed again. I knew she'd found her clit but I couldn't see. I was still naked so there wouldn't be any noise from clothing, so I decided to take the chance and move further into the room.
Hardly daring to breathe, I took a small step forwards, stopping to make sure she hadn't heard me. For several seconds, I stood motionless as her hand became more agitated between her thighs and her mouth opened and her breathing became more erratic. Once I was sure she hadn't heard me I moved further into the room until I had a better view of her finger moving up and down through the soft, moist petals of her pussy lips. I could see that it was already coated with a thin, glistening sheen of her sweet love honey. Now it was my turn to run my tongue over my own lips as I remembered the taste of that sweet nectar. I struggled to hold back my own groans, I didn't want to disturb in her self pleasure or the pleasure it was giving me.
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