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Summer Nights
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Bette: “Are you sure?”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~[song]~~~~ ‘This magic moment”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Samantha nodded her head in the affirmative. Bette the followed the same path of kisses back to the spot where she left off. She kissed her stomach, dipped her tongue in her belly button, then slowly proceeded to the inside of her thighs. She kissed the inside of the right one, then the left. Bette could smell the young girl’s moisture. Samantha squired with every touch and kiss. Bette could tell she didn’t want to wait much longer. Bette placed a single kiss on her bottom lips right before she stuck her tongue into Samantha’s hot, awaiting core. Samantha let out a loud moan as Bette’s tongue moved up and down the inside of her lips. Bette wanted to take this very slow. She then used her fingers to part her lips and she licked the very tip of Samantha’s clit. Samantha gasped for air at the sudden pleasurable sensation. Bette licked and sucked her clit with gentle precision. Samantha squirmed and wiggled and she moaned and breathed heavily. She was slowly getting closer to climax. Bette inserted one finger inside Samantha. She let out a loud cry and her back was almost completely off of the bed. Bette removed and inserted her finger as she continued sucking. A few minutes later Samantha grabbed the sheets in her fists and let out a loud moan as she came all over Bette’s hand. Bette removed her finger and lay down beside Samantha. Samantha lay motionless for a few moments before she opened her eyes and looked at Bette. Bette was unsure what to do next. Samantha looked at the clock.
Samantha: “Oh shit I gotta go.”
It was 4:30 a.m. Samantha’s father woke at 5 am for work.
Bette: “Wait we should talk.”
Samantha: “Ok we will but I have to go now.”
Bette: “Ok well come by tomorrow when you get a chance.”
Samantha: “Ok, thanks foreverything”
She said with a big grin as she quickly left through the back door and ran across the street. Bette tossed and turned the rest of the morning. How could something so wrong feel so right. Bette dozed off to sleep as the sun rose.
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nice story… loving someone younger or older is definitely my thing, never fancied anybody of my own age… hope bette enjoyed this fling.
That was cool, very cool! Please write more these stories, ain’t nothing wrong with older/young love!
A little “Mrs. Robinson,” eh?? LOL. Nice!
Wonderful story – I really enjoyed it – thanks for writing
“And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson…” LOL I actually enjoyed reading this very much. After all, who am I to be judgemental about the age difference? When I was 18 I slept with two different women, both in their middle 30’s. When I was 24 I lived with a woman who was 42, so this actually brought back sweet memories to when it was me trying to convince the older women that it was okay to go with what felt good!! LOL Thanks for the memories…”And here’s to you Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know…wo wo wo.”
Yeah totally Mrs. Robinson…..great stand alone….please post more off these….