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The Adventures of Galactic Girl - Like a Virgin
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The Adventures of Galactic Girl - Like a Virgin
Before letting Roger go to sleep, Gigi told him that she needed
some clothing since she couldn't run around in the torn top. Groggily
he pointed to a chest, mumbling something about an ex-wife. Searching
through the drawers, she found a white Oxford cloth shirt, blue
cardigan sweater, Tartan plaid miniskirt with a large safety pin
holding the slit together, white knee socks and a white cotton
decollete bra and white cotton bikini panties covered with tiny pink
roses. Another drawer contained a yellow bikini and matching cover-up
along with towels and sun tan lotion.
Donning the bikini and cover-up, Gigi took the other clothing with
her to the pool house. Sitting by the pool, she covered her nearly
naked body with the lotion before lying on her stomach on a chaise
lounge. Reaching behind, she untied her top and let it lie beneath her
as she lay in the hot sun, perspiration beading on her tanned skin as
she used her personal communicator to contact the computer to determine
Dave's schedule. Happily she noted that, because of Teacher's
conferences, he would get out of school at noon and wouldn't have
baseball practice until after six o'clock that evening. The hot sun
made her sleepy and she dozed on the chaise until she heard a sound
nearby.
Lifting her head, she saw Dave staring at her nearly naked body.
She started to sit up and then remembered that her top was off. Just
before he could see anything, she covered her breasts with her hands,
saying "You scared me! I didn't know you would be home so soon. Let
me go in the pool house and change into some clothes." She rose and,
with her hands still holding her breasts and concealing her nipples
from his view, walked into the pool house, Dave following along like a
small puppy, his eyes glued to the roll of her hips in the yellow
bikini bottoms. She went into the bathroom and showered, washing the
perspiration and oil from her smooth, tanned body. She let the shower
play across her clit as she soaped her pussy, making sure all of
Roger's cum was gone. As she dried, she asked Dave to get them
something cold to drink. When she walked into the other room with the
towel wrapped around her, he handed her a cold Coke, his hands shaking.
"Turn around so I can dress", she said, knowing that he would be
able to watch her in the mirror as she dressed. He turned and watched
as she dropped the towel to the floor and slipped the cotton panties up
her legs and around her hips, using her fingers to spread the crotch so
that she was completely covered. Next he watched her encircle her body
with the white bra, her firm breasts bulging out of the low cut top as
her hands went behind her back to hook the strap. Sitting, she drew
the white socks up to her knees before slipping her arms into the
sleeves of the Oxford cloth shirt, hooking the plaid miniskirt around
her waist, and placing the sweater around her shoulders. Running her
fingers quickly through her short, dark hair, she told him that he
could turn around.
"Let's sit on the couch", she said as she sat with her legs curled
up under her and patting the seat next to her legs. As he sat, she
gazed into his eyes as she asked him about school, baseball, and other
inconsequential things before asking him about his girlfriend. After
some time she learned that he was still a virgin, that his girlfriend
let him touch her breasts through the bra, and that the farthest he had
ever gone was to put his finger inside her pants and touch her pussy
for only a moment before she pulled his hand out of her skirt.
"Do you like kissing?" He nodded "yes" as she leaned over and
placed her soft red lips on his. She let her lips suck on his as her
tongue slipped between his lips and caressed the inside of his mouth.
He opened his mouth and let his tongue duel with hers, alternately
sucking and licking together, his cock starting to rise even harder
than it had while he watched her dress. She pulled back slightly and
moved her mouth to his ear, letting her tongue wetly slide into the
canal as her lips caressed the lobes. "Do you like that?" she
whispered. His moan told her all she needed to know. She could see
the bulge down the leg of his pants, and she started to get excited,
her aroma starting to fill the room.
"Do you like touching her breasts?" she inquired as she drew in a
breath and forced her chest to expand toward him. His head nodded
affirmatively as she asked if he wanted to touch her breasts. He
reached tentatively toward her, letting his fingers just barely brush
her shirt. She put her hand behind his and pressed his palm into her
breast, compacting the bra into her nipple as she wriggled her chest
back and forth, her lips continuing to lick his ear, her teeth gently
nibbling his ear lobe. "Unbutton my blouse," she urged in a throaty
whisper as she felt his hand start to squeeze her tit of its own
accord. His fingers trembled as they tried to open the buttons. She
giggled and decided to help him. Sitting back on her legs, she looked
into his eyes as she opened one, then two, then three buttons, the
shirt gapping open nearly to her waist.
Reaching down, she took both his hands and brought them to the
opening in her shirt, placing his hot hands on the bare flesh above her
breasts. She felt his hand slide down until they contacted the top of
the low cut bra, his fingers caressing the firm, resilient flesh.
She closed her eyes and moaned softly, "That's it. I love to be
touched. I like to feel your hands on my breasts. Slip your fingers
down inside my bra and touch my nipples. That's it! Take them gently
between your fingers and roll them around. Now pull on them gently and
make them get harder. Use just one finger. Can you feel how hard they
are? I get excited when you do that. Push the bra down so you can get
more of my breast in your hand. That's it. Now push the cup under my
breast. Can you feel how hard my nipple is against your palm. Now
squeeze gently. Use your fingers to milk my tit. Grab it and squeeze
while you pull your hand off. That's it. Grab my nipple and pull on
it. Pinch it a little harder. Ohhhh! That feels so good it makes my
pussy cream."
Reaching down, she pulled the tail of the shirt from the waistband
of her skirt and unbuttoned the last two buttons, shrugging the
material from her shoulders. She giggled as she saw his face, his eyes
as round as saucers as he looked at her breasts revealed by the bra
cups which were cutting into the tender underside as it forced her
nipples higher and firmer. "Would you like to kiss me there? Now take
my nipple into your lips and suck on it. Use your tongue to flick it
back and forth as you suck. That's it. Now lick my nipple. Can you
feel how hard my nipple is? Look how it shines. Use your teeth gently
and nibble on it. Ohhh, that's it. I like a little pain when I make
love. Are your nipples sensitive? Let me see your chest. Take off
your shirt."
When his shirt was on the couch, she reached for his nipples.
"Ohhh, your nipples are as hard as mine. Does it feel good when I
touch them? How about now when I pinch them? Do you like me to pull
on them? Does that hurt? Let me kiss it and make it well," she said
as she dropped her head to his chest, her lips and tongue caressing his
nipple as she pulled his hands back to her own. She flattened her
tongue into a paint brush as she licked wetly up and down over his
nipples, the erect bud bending from the force of her tongue. Her teeth
captured one nipple as she felt his fingers starting to pinch her
nipples. As he increased the pressure on her nipples, she increased
the pressure from her teeth, drawing a moan of pleasure from his lips.
He started to really pull and pinch her nipples, and she reciprocated
by biting him harder. His hand went to his crotch and he began to rub
his cock, trying to cum as her hand caught his and pulled it away
saying, "No. Don't do that. You'll ruin all our fun. I want you to
cum in me, not in your pants. I want to feel your cum as it shoots
into me, filling me with your love."
Reaching behind her, she unhooked the strap of her bra and let it
fall between them. She reached up and began to caress her own breasts,
her hands pressing the firmness into her chest as she stood up, pulling
him to his feet. "Let's dance. Find some soft, slow music and let's
dance." He turned the radio to WPCH and turned back to find her arms
around his neck, her firm breasts rubbing against his, the wetness from
his nipples merging with hers as their breasts rubbed back and forth.
She felt his hands move down her back to caress and squeeze her firm
ass as she felt his hard cock rubbing against her thigh. Opening her
legs slightly, she captured his thigh between her own, her wet pussy
rubbing directly on the hard shaft bulging down the leg of his jeans.
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